Visibility Isn't Always What It Seems! ('Visibility' series Pt 3)

Peace, Perfect Peace!

We were driving to the airport to pick up our hired helicopter, Peter was flying us to our honeymoon cabin on Ellesmere Island, it was pretty inaccessible other than by plane or chopper. I've never seen him more excited than he was now

"You're awfully chipper, my husband!" I said and he smiled and I could hear a low purr in his chest.

"You like that huh?" I enquired, he nodded and took my hand, kissed the back of it and replied

"You have no idea, my Isabella! This is like a dream come true, I never thought I'd ever find my mate, far less marry her!"

We had plenty of food supplies for me, as the settlements were few and far between this far north, we would be near the Quttinirpaaq National Park. In fact, any neighbours we had would probably be Inuit's, as this was a harsh and unforgiving area of Canada, but Peter assured me the cabin was well insulated and had its own energy system and back up.

Once we were airborne, I also started to get more excited and was really enjoying the peace and quiet, the Cullen could be a little OTT sometimes, I was an only child and used to a quieter life. Peter doesn't remember much of his human life, just snippets and flashes of memories sometimes triggered by smells or sounds. But he too prefers a quieter life, where he can be himself and relax, we really were perfect for each other.

Emmett had emailed me a video of Peters stag do, he said I could watch it on our honeymoon! I had tried to leave my phone behind, but my mother insisted saying I would want to stay in touch! I laughed and asked why the hell would I want to do that? I was not actually expecting to get out of bed the whole time, except to use the bathroom. Peter agreed, saying he'd hand feed me so I could stay there and naked. Luckily my dad wasn't there for that conversation.

"Okay baby, I'm going to watch this now, as I'm turning off my phone after that. I wouldn't put it past them to phone and expect me to chat as if I was just on holiday they're so damn selfish! They might pretend to be human, but they have no idea how we actually behave! Personal space! It's a thing! Humans need it!" I huffed at him.

"I'll turn mine off too, angel, I'll know if anything is wrong!" he agreed,

not wanting to have to make small talk either. The video I must admit was hilarious, Peter was sitting on his hands and dad looked so embarrassed.

"Baby, you looked so scared!" I mentioned and he nodded

"They were pretty aggressive women you know! I spent the whole night comparing them to you and found them all lacking angel!" he told me and I said that was sweet,

Edward, on the other hand, was like a kid in a candy store.

"I hope Bree never sees this or he's in trouble!" I laughed.

I asked how he managed to get away to hunt with my dad there and he explained that he and Charlie slipped away after the video was taken, for a couple of quiet beers. Then dad said he was going to turn in as he wanted to be fit and well-rested to walk me down the aisle, Peter had agreed and that's when he slipped away to feed.

"Oh! you'll never guess! You know you were saying about comparing those woman to me? Well! dad said Jake met a girl in Sequim, they were there for parts for his car and he and Sam met this family, Sam knew them and Jake fell for the daughter he told me, of course, we know he imprinted. But anyway dad met her just before your stag night and he said she was my double, except for me looking like an albino that is!" I laughed so hard at this,

I snorted and Peter burst out laughing too.

"You know Bree looks like you too, don't you? Nowhere near as beautiful, but generally, the hair, eyes and complexion!" he informed me,

"Shit! So she does! Crumbs, that's creepy weird!" I sniggered.

We were well over Canada now and Peter was pointing out places and lakes, it was so breathtaking. The time just flew by with the miles and when we arrived the sun was setting and it was glorious.

"Oh my goodness, Peter it's so stunning here! Why would you want to leave?" I asked honestly.

He said he had hoped I would like it, like it, I loved it! This was going to be our special place, he mentioned that he had never actually told anyone precisely where the cabin was just in the mountains of Canada!

"Well that's a pretty broad statement, that's like saying in the deserts of Egypt! I'm glad though baby, this is just for us" I snuggled into his side as I spoke,

it was nippy out here, he scooped me up and rushed up to the cabin door, opened it and carried me over the threshold. Once he got a roaring fire going and I cracked open a flask of hot soup, the place was beginning to warm up. The electricity was solar-powered and there was a backup generator, just in case. The fire was heating the water so we were able to have a nice soak in the awesome tub.

Peter produced a bottle of champagne and a carton of orange juice too, he remembered, he's so sweet to me, god I love that man. We spent a night full of unrestrained passion, this time, it was slow and sensual, this was making love and we could be as loud as we wanted, no nosey neighbours here, Peter was pleasantly surprised by the total lack of hair on my body and now understood the change in sound as I moved, he liked it, he liked it a lot.

I got a much better look around in the daylight the next day and I was amazed, all the furniture was handmade by Peter. Similar to the sleigh bed from Forks, but in a different wood and much more to my taste. It's almost as if he knew, to make it all for me coming, one day. He agreed, he had a feeling he said and just started building the cabin and making the furniture, he never knew why until he met me. We decided when it was time to change me it would be here, we'd leave for Nebraska, have a look around, then head up here to really begin our new life.

I was ready, but for everyone's sake, we had to do this properly, the young married couple leaving to start their life out of state. There could be no suspicion, no cause for concern, so we would wait another few weeks. That had to have been the most relaxing three weeks of my life so far, just me, Peter and the Canadian wilderness. We made love or fucked each other's brains out depending on how we felt, it was amazing and it was during our fantastic honeymoon that we started to notice little changes within me. I had more stamina, felt the cold less and my skin was beginning to firm slightly.

So if we didn't complete my change soon, it was going to do it itself slowly, several of my old scars had disappeared altogether, being healed by Peter's venom from all the sex we've had and scenting he'd been doing. But we didn't know how long it would take this way or if it would become painful suddenly or maybe my bloodlust would kick in unexpectedly, far too dangerous to let it happen that way.