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This is an outtake that takes place sometime during How it Goes. I hope you enjoy!

"Stupid… fuckin' location shots," PA Number four mumbles as she looks down at the clipboard in her hands. Two days on as a Production Assistant for Twilight and she's managed to get herself lost on three separate location shots. Why can't they just shoot inside a studio like normal movie stars?

She sighs as she kicks at a small mound of snow and continues down the small trail toward what she hopes is the craft services tent. She is supposed to be fetching the show's stars for some audio work in the sound trailer, while the crew put up lights, but no… of course not, the two stars of this particular movie are pranksters and essentially twelve-year olds stuck in Hollywood actor's bodies and of course, she is put in charge of finding them after they stuck snow down Emmett's shirt and ran off, both giggling like school girls.

Stupid fuckin' location shots.

It isn't all that bad, though. She'd definitely lucked out, landing this gig and working on a movie that is actually good and might be worth watching, which definitely hadn't been the case on 'The Love Guru' set. She'd often wondered why Paramount Pictures hadn't made a ban against Mike Myers yet, but figured it was still in legislature before she signed on to the Portland set for Twilight, wishing her co-workers the best of luck with the continual temper tantrums.

"Yes, baby… so tight, fuck!"

The voice spurs her from her thoughts and her head whips toward the source of the sound. There are two sets of boot-prints leading past a small gathering of trees and she squints at them curiously before looking around to see if anyone is around. She sees no one, so she steps quietly toward the trees, careful to land her feet lightly in the already packed snow.

The sound of rustling broken leaves echoes from several feet in front of her and she stills, wondering what she would do if this is a crazed fan that had somehow figured out how to sneak onto the location shoot. She's heard the stories about the film's fanbase, and to be honest, it's pretty scary sometimes.

A grunt and a curse and she sees movement, a flash of blue just beyond the next patch of trees and her curiosity is too peaked to back away now, crazed fan or not. Someone is doing something they're not supposed to back here and she's gonna figure out who and what it is.

"Fuck…"

"Found you!" she celebrates silently. She knows that voice! That's one of the actors she's been sent to baby-sit, and she straightens, preparing to put a halt to whatever shenanigans they have going on this time and drag them to the audio trailer like she's supposed to. She reaches a hand out and pulls down a branch and stops, her eyes widening and a small gasp escaping her at the scene she's stumbled upon.

The man, Edward, she remembers, is wrapped in his pea coat, the dark grey she'd seen a glimpse of before, the color a stark contrast to the color of his bare ass as his jeans hang precariously from his forward thrusting hips. Long, lean and pale legs are wrapped around him, pushing in the fluffy jacket as they squeeze against him.

She follows the bare legs up to their owner's face, and it's Bella, Edward's co-star, her plump lips parted as she gasps, head thrown back to rest against the tree as he pushes against her relentlessly, her long hair spilling across her lover's shoulder as she sucks on the exposed skin of his throat above his grey jacket.

"Ungh… harder, Edward… more." It's a breath, fog trailing from her heated mouth as she shifts, her fingers clinging desperately for purchase on Edward's shoulders as she scrambles farther up the tree. Edward obeys the command with a growl and she can barely make out the movement of his hands cradled under Bella's ass, and watches as his long fingers push up, dig into the pale flesh, molding around the firmness.

Her face is hot in the cold air as she watches them, oblivious to her presence as they gasp the same chilled air, trying to get into the other's skin, swallowing the other's taste. She bites her lip to keep quiet as she watches Bella drop a hand between them, hears her sharp intake of breath and her shuddering moan as she falls apart in his arms. Edward's face becomes wholly visible for the first time as his head falls backward, his hips stuttering and a soundless scream coming from his open mouth as he follows behind his lover, riding into her slowly as he milks himself dry.

Moments later, they're panting and she realizes she's panting along with them, her heart racing as she watches Edward drop his forehead to rest against Bella's, a small smile playing on his lips as he bends forward. The kiss they share is almost as intimate as the smile they both wear, and in the quietness of the air, she suddenly feels like an intruder, can literally feel the adoration flowing so freely from both of them as they stare into one another's eyes and she knows this isn't something meant for anyone's eyes but their own. She turns away quickly and quietly makes her way back to the path.

She shakes her head to clear it as she makes it back to the road, heading toward the trailers. She thinks about what she'll tell Alice and decides a simple "I couldn't find them," should suffice. She doesn't want to expose their secret, doesn't want anyone to know she watched them in their intimacy.

She swallows around the lump in her throat and looks down at her clipboard. She is really going to have to learn her way around Portland…