This is a rough beginning on the sequel to my other story, "Unbreakable". If you haven't done so, I suggest you read it because it would make better sense that way. I'm still working out the details, but I just had to write a little bit to see how you guys felt about this. PLEASE let me know! Review!! I'll try to keep my updates as often as possible!

Enjoy,

Jenfur Lee

****Oh, and I don't own Heroes or Twilight or any of the characters from the aforementioned works of television/literature. I just came up with a crazy idea and put it down. Consider yourself warned.****

Chapter One: Only One

It had been almost a seven-hour shift at the store when I had finally gotten cut. After stowing my apron and clocking out, I quickly made my way to the front muttering goodbyes to my coworkers. Spending seven hours stocking shelves and checking out unhappy customers was not what I considered a good day, but at least it was a paycheck. Once my feet finally hit the pavement outside, I heaved a huge sigh finally able to relax. As I made my way toward the back where my truck was parked, I spotted the sight of a familiar silver Volvo parked close by. Even after my awful day at work, I could still manage a smile when I saw him leaning against the truck casually. It had been going on five months now and I had never been happier than when I was with Edward Cullen. Although my legs were stiff from standing all day, I ditched my bag nearby and ran the rest of the way launching myself into his arms. His arms wrapped around me and supported me with ease. I loved that I didn't have to be gentle with him.

"Well, hello to you too," His voice rang into my ear as I buried my face against his cool neck. He was chuckling softly at my display of affection. I couldn't bring myself to respond as I locked my fingers together around his neck not daring to let go. Nothing made me feel better after a long day that seeing him or being with him. It was as if instantly all the strife of the day had evaporated away into vapor. "I take it we didn't have a good day today at Newton's Olympic Outfitters, did we?" He added after a few minutes of me breathing in sync with him.

"Just very long. I'm glad to see you though. I thought you didn't get back until tomorrow?" I finally raised my head from his neck and stared into his soft caramel eyes. It had felt like ages since I had seen him. Over the summer his family's "camping trips" became longer and took place more often. I think it had been nearly a week since I had been in his arms. And even longer since he had stayed in my bed.

"I couldn't bear to be away from you any longer," He spoke before pressing his lips against mine. His hands were still resting against the small of my back while my legs and arms hooked around his entire body. "Carlisle and everyone else are still away though. I was wondering if you would come over tonight?" His voice became much more anxious when he asked as if he thought I would turn him down. Truth is I cherished every moment I had with him. Every car ride or warm embrace I welcomed with open arms.

"I'd love to, but I have to meet Charlie at the diner first. Think you can hold out an hour more? I'll be swift." Although it pained me to say, I knew I couldn't ditch Charlie on a Wednesday night. It had sort of become a ritual for us to meet up at the diner after we both got off work when I worked later.

"Hm… I guess one more hour won't kill me," he joked setting me down on the ground carefully keeping his arms secured around me. "Your boss was staring, and I didn't want to get you in any trouble," he answered my question before I had even ask.

"I don't care. They know I'm with you." I stood on my toes in order to kiss him lightly on the lips. "I should probably get going though. I'll meet you at your house?"

"I'll be waiting for you," His voice purred seductively against my ear sending shivers down my spine. My eyes fluttered closed as I tried desperately to maintain focus. My will power was fading fast as I felt his fingertips run slow circles against my back. Somehow I managed to find the strength to pull myself apart from him and pick up my discarded bag. Before I could slip into my truck, he pressed his lips against my forehead lingering for a while. "I love you," he whispered brushing his index finger along my jaw line.

"I love you more." My lips broke into a full smile as I climbed into my truck and eased my car out of its space. When I made my way out of the parking lot, I couldn't help but glance back in my rearview mirror at the boy I was going to spend the entire night with. My heart fluttered with anticipation when his lips also broke into a full grin. I just hoped I could make it through an hour dinner with Charlie.