Author's note: Yes I know, it's been like forever since I have updated and I don't have a story for Kiss but I am writing one! This just came to me at the beginning of summer. And for the late post: I was in London when the terrorist threat happened. And before that there was homework and work and yeah I'm a baaad girl. So I apologize on bended knee. Umm... I hope you enjoy?

Disclaimer: I own Timothy and Vanessa and that's it. Stephenie Meyer owns the rest.

WARNING SLIGHT NEW MOON SPOILERS YOU BE WARNED!

Chapter One: History does tend to repeat itself

"Edward! Would you just listen?" Bella shouted. Filled with rage she continued, "I understand your concerns, it's not like we haven't been over this enough, but Edward please try to understand where I'm coming from-"

"O, I understand exactly where you're coming from. You want to throw your life away. Do you not understand that when you do this all chance of normalcy is gone?"

"Well," Bella mumbled, "it's not like my life is that normal right now."

"Of course," Edward used a mocking tone, "How silly of me. You're dating a vampire. How could I have forgotten that?" Turning to Bella he looked deeply in her eyes. His own had turned a menacing black, brought on by this feuding argument. "But you still have your real mother, your real father, human friends, and you can actually be with them without thinking about how you must protect them from yourself. You maybe dating one but you are not a monster."

"Edward, why do you always say things like that? You are not a monster. You yourself said once that your human qualities and tendencies were beginning to show. Besides, monsters do not control their instincts. Look at you and your family! You have fought off thousands of years of instinct and have led a more peaceful to society life. Like I said, you are anything but a monster."

The argument had lost its earlier steam, tiring them both out mentally. This is what it had been like ever since the accident, well maybe incident was a better word. Except lately, the fights had appeared more and more. It seemed like everyday was not complete if they did not discuss Bella's fate. Initially, when they would fight at the Cullen house, they would let them fight, listening to every word. Then someone, for example Emmett, would run upstairs and try to distract them from the discussion at hand. Eventually they gave up and when the fights began they just went about their routines ignoring the arguments completely. They had never witnessed two people this stubborn.

Today Alice stayed secluded in her room. She was shifting through her clothes seeing if anything was torn from careless hunting or other strenuous activities. Focusing on clothes was a good way for her to get her mind off the arguments. Most times she would have visions back and forth throughout the whole fight of Edward turning Bella, of Edward not killing Bella, back and forth and back and forth. It gave her a powerful headache sometimes. So shifting through piles of extravagant clothes would enable her to focus on a very important task, to her at least, and keep her mind from wandering towards the screaming so easily heard by a vampire.

Of course this was never a sure fire way of blocking visions. As she picked up the outfit she had work in the last hunt she felt the room go cold. She stood perfectly still letting her eyes glaze over. What she saw was not her room. It was somewhere deep in a forest. There was a brown, wooden cabin, covered in moss. The home looked abandoned, lifeless. Even though she did not physically move Alice's mind was drawn toward the cabin. Upon entering she could sense death and decay. There were cobwebs and dust. Glancing around she noticed foot prints in the dust covered floors. Following them she came into what looked like a sitting room, fireplace and all. Crouched by a molded couch was a man. He seemed to be crying but no tears fell from his eyes. He held a leather bound book in his hand. Suddenly he cast it into the deserted fire place, screamed, and raced out of the house, faster than any human. He was a vampire.

As suddenly as it had begun Alice found herself in her room again, shaking. Even though the vision was nothing to be worried about it still left her with that dreaded feeling that often accompanied visions of this magnitude. Alice tried to focus back on the real world and everything that was happening right now. The argument had stopped, in fact Bella and Edward were no longer in Edward's room. She smiled and turned around.

"So you won't stop if we ask nicely but if one of us has a bizarre vision you come running?" Edward and Bella were standing in the door way. Bella had a look of utter confusion where Edward seemed to be contemplating with an outward glance of annoyance of his sister's last comment.

"Do you have any idea what it meant?"

"Hey, I don't interpret the visions I just have them." Edward frowned.

"It's just so odd. Usually your visions are something crucial, or helpful to us. But what was that?"

"Would someone be kind enough to explain to the mortal human who does not have special powers?" Alice laughed her pixyish little laugh.

"I just had a weird vision that didn't contain anything or anyone that we know." She looked at Bella's "more detail please" face and sighed. "There was this abandoned cabin in the woods and some vampire was in there crying. He tossed, well more like threw, an old beat-up book into a fireplace and ran off."

"And you're sure you don't know the vampire in question?"

"I've never seen him. Edward? What about you?"

"Wasn't familiar. Maybe we should ask Carlisle when he gets back from the hospital. He's knows many more vampires than we do."

"Edward, I still don't think this is a big dea-" Alice began.

"You have visions for reasons don't you?"

"Sometimes."

"Sometimes? What do you mean by sometimes?"

"Well I've had visions to find Jasper, and to save Bella," at that Bella blushed a nice crimson, "But I've also had visions of little things that don't mean much. Granted none of them have ever been this bizarre but, I'm just saying."

"And I'm just saying that we should talk to Carlisle about it."

"Fine." Alice flatly stated. She searched around the pile of clothes that now filled her room. Finally she managed to find a pencil and piece of paper. Closing her eyes she pictured the vampire she had seen in her vision. His black hair was wild and untamed, his face strong and stern with a hint of depression. Taking in his eyes she noticed that they were fairly dark, the man was in need of a hunt soon. Looking closer she realized that his eyes were a dark brown and not a dark red. This could mean many things, he could be trapped in the forest with only animals or he could be a vegetarian like themselves. She reminded herself to include that in the presentation to Carlisle. That is if Edward let her accompany them since he probably heard what she thought. She focused back on the man one last time then opened her eyes and began to sketch what she had seen.

After she had finished she wondered if she should also draw the cabin.

"No, that's okay you can describe it to Carlisle." It was very annoying at times to have a brother that could read your mind. She smiled and thought hard about what she and Jasper had done last night.

Edward growled. "Okay, okay just stop!" He seemed somewhat in pain. She loved doing things like that to Edward to remind him that a person's thoughts were often private and some were worth remaining that way.

"Are you two done having your own private conversation?" They glanced at Bella. She blushed. "It's just that, well there are three people in this room and it seems that only two are privy to the details of the conversation."

Alice and Edward blinked and looked at each other. Alice stifled a laugh. Rolling his eyes Edward led Bella out of the room.

"I apologize about that but you have to understand that I'm used to communicating with her and my family that way and have been doing so for a long time. It will take me a while to get used to converse with someone that has a permanent block on their mind."

"And what about the conversations you have where you both are talking and I can't even hear what you're saying."

Sighing Edward continued, "I will make sure that when you are present we will speak slower and louder."

"You know," Bella began, "this would be a lot easier if you would just-"

"Bella! Didn't we just go over this?" Edward's eyes had returned to a dark and furious color. Behind them Alice just rolled her eyes and thought "Here they go again."

It took a couple of hours, not all filled with fights, for Carlisle to return from the hospital. When he arrived home he could sense the tension within his home.

"What happened to the days where the father coming home from a long day of work would be greeted by his smiling, never quarreling children?" He said this rather loud even though he knew he would be heard. Apparently at the hospital today he had to deal with a child abused by his parents and it had left him in a sour mood.

"Carlisle is back," Edward announced, more for Bella's sake. He lifted her and carried her downstairs to where Edward's adoptive father was. Alice appeared moments later.

"Carlisle," it was decided that Edward would announce it since he seemed the most concerned about what had happened earlier, "Alice had a vision today." Immediately Carlisle glanced at Bella as thoughts ran through his head about what Alice may have foreseen. Bella's cheeks filled with blood and turned crimson yet again.

"No, nothing to do with Bella," even so Edward held her a little tighter, "It really didn't have to do with anything that we know of. It just seemed sort of odd, random, out of place."

"Well, let's head up to my office and we can discuss what it is that has you so baffled." Edward had yet to put Bella down so it was not difficult to carry her straight back upstairs. Once they had settled down Carlisle had Alice tell about the vision. He did not once interrupt her.

"So you see," she concluded, "some of us," at that she glanced at Edward, "were wondering if perhaps you have seen this man before." At that she withdrew the drawing she had made earlier. Carlisle studied it a moment, keeping his mind blocked so that Edward could not detect what he was thinking which, needless to say, bothered Edward quite a bit.

"And you said that he was in some sort of abandoned cabin?"

"Yes some where in the middle of some forest."

"I see." A curious expression now lay on Carlisle's face. It was one mixed with surprise, shock, happiness, curiosity, and a little bit of worry. "May I ask a question?"

Alice responding certain that he meant her, since it was her vision. "Sure."

"Sorry Alice, not you." Looking at both Edward and Bella he said, "You two."

"Us?" Bella blushed out. Edward also had a curious expression on his face.

"Yes, if you don't mind me asking what were the two of you doing when Alice had this vision?" Bella glanced at Edward who looked somewhat mad. He was just glaring at Carlisle wondering what his adoptive father was getting at. Carlisle seemed to already know what they had been up to.

"We were having a bit of an argument over certain people's future."

"Just as I thought." Silence filled the room as Carlisle seemed to ponder the current predicament. Edward tried to probe Carlisle's mind but it was impenetrable. After a few minutes of toe tapping and impatient sighs, Edward prepared to demand to Carlisle to tell them what was going on. Before he could utter a word Carlisle beat him to it.

"The man from Alice's vision was the first vegetarian vampire that I met. He was the one that convinced me that a life, like the one we lead, is actually possible. He was, well I guess the best way to explain him is that he was like Edward." At this Alice and Bella glanced curiously at Edward while he just stared at Carlisle waiting for him to continue. "Well, Timothy was always secluded and unsure of himself. That is until he met Vanessa." Carlisle glanced at Bella, "She was a human. He loved her more than anything."

"But Carlisle," Alice interrupted him, "why is it that you have never mentioned him before?"

At this Carlisle sighed and Edward stiffened at Bella's side. "He was a troubled man –er, vampire. He and Vanessa had a love that would have withstood thousands of years"

Bella was confused, "Would have?"

"Well you see, Timothy knew that he could never give Vanessa the normal life of a mortal that she had a right to. He knew that as much as he could not live all eternity without her, neither could he make her one of our kind nor could he torture her with his never aging ulterior beside her very mortal one. So he ended their relationship knowing that it could never be."

Harsh memories floated back to Bella as she remembered a few months ago when- well it wasn't important, she thought, she and Edward were back together and that was what mattered. Edward tightened the grip on her hand. Even though he could not read her mind he knew what she was thinking.

Carlisle continued, "I was sad when I heard the news. Apparently Vanessa was killed by another vampire. It was all coincidence but it tore Timothy apart. Here he tried to give her a life free of vampires, a normal life, and in the end it killed her."

Silence filled the room as each individual processed the information. Eventually Edward spoke up through the silence.

"So he went crazy. Trying to find ways of killing himself probably," he choked out a laugh, "I know the feeling."

Bella slapped Edward lightly on the shoulder, because she knew it would hurt her more than him, "Edward! This is not a time to be morbid for you."

"But Edward is right. That is exactly what he did. I tried to track him down once, but he did not want to be found." Carlisle sighed. "Now as for the cabin-"

"You know it?" questioned Bella.

Carlisle smiled, "Yes, it is where they lived, Vanessa and Timothy, for a short while so that Timothy would not be noted for his… uniqueness. And if I remember correctly I believe it is somewhere close by."

Realization sparked in Alice's and Bella's eyes while Edward remained stone like. "You wish for us to find it?" Bella asked.

"Well I think that Alice had her vision for a reason. Since you two," he glanced at Edward and Bella, "where having the same conversation that Vanessa and Timothy had it must have sparked the vision. My guess is that you two might have something to learn."

At this Edward spoke, "Learn? What is there to learn? We have already been down this path and have made our decision."

Bella rolled her eyes. "We have each made separate decisions, need I remind you? And if you don't follow mine Carlisle…"

"Yes, yes I know. But I don't understand why we should have anything else to learn."

"Well," piped the pixie, "I think it sounds like an adventure!" Then delight filled her face. "And if we're going to travel that means new clothes!"

Bella shivered. "Don't worry Bella," Carlisle interfered "No shopping will be needed because Alice will not be going." Alice pouted and stormed out of the office.

"Carlisle, I see no point to this," stated Edward, "I mean-" but Edward was speechless. He didn't know what to say or think. He was rather confused about all this nonsense. Complete and utter nonsense.

"I'm up for it." Edward had to give a second glance at Bella to make sure he had heard her right.

"Bella," Edward stammered, "are you certain about this? I mean, this cabin is somewhere out in the woods, and we know how agile you are. We don't know what's out there, and we know what type of a danger magnet you are. We-"

"Edward. Yes I am a klutz, and a 'danger' magnet, but as long as you are there I am safe, and you know that."

Edward sighed and gazed into Bella's eyes. "There's no way out of this, is there?"

Bella looked like she was almost considering this, smiled and cheerily responded "No."

"Fine, I'll let you have this little 'adventure'. Who knows? Maybe we'll find a way to keep you mortal?" He smirked.

Bella frowned, for that was quite the opposite from what she was thinking. Carlisle cleared his throat and looked at Edward. He formed in his mind the way to find the cabin as clearly as he could so that Edward would be able to find it.

When they were done Edward turned to Bella and asked "When should this little excursion begin?"

Bella thought about it a moment. She realized that she was finally ungrounded from the little Italy incident and the motorcycle and since she had begged Charlie for a sleep over with Alice… "Now is perfect. Or actually right after a quick human moment if you don't mind."

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After Bella's "human moment" she and Edward went to the Volvo. "Edward," moaned Bella, "don't tell me you're driving there."

"Okay, I won't." He proceeded to get in the driver's seat.

"But you-uh-what?" Bella stammered.

"I promised not to tell you that I was driving." He gave her that dazzling smile and off they went. It was quite a drive to where ever it was they were headed even with Edward's speed. But they eventually made it. They parked the car outside an old abandoned wood. One that seemed vacant of any life. Human or otherwise. Edward took Bella's hand.

"It will be better if we walk. Something isn't quite right here and I don't want to risk anything. If there is a sign of danger I will carry you back to the car." Bella nodded as she grasped the stone cold hand of her lover a little tighter.

They followed what seemed to be a very worn path deep into the heart of the woods. They did not mean any harm by the time they reached the cabin. If it had not been for Edward's heightened senses Bella would have glanced right over the abandoned home. It was covered in all sorts of foliage, blending in well with its surroundings. When they reached the door Edward motioned for Bella to be quiet as he checked to see, or rather hear, if anyone was near by. He could not hear a single thought. Even so he would not be off his guard. Just because Aro had deemed Bella special, with her ability of not being affected, that did not mean there were others like her.

Edward had to yank hard on the door, as it was rusted and overgrown with ferns and vines. Slowly they crept inside searching every crevice and corner for something, anything that would help them in this little investigation.

"Oh!" Bella gasped. Immediately Edward went into a protective position, preparing himself to pick his love up and run.

"No Edward! It's just… look in the fireplace." He did not lessen his protectiveness but his gaze slowly went to the fireplace. "Isn't that where Alice said that the book was thrown in? Maybe that's what we were supposed to find." Edward relaxed, sighed and shook his head. Bella could have sworn she heard him mutter something like "silly Bella". He glided over to the fireplace and retrieved the book. It was heavily dusted but there were already underlying finger prints on it.

"This was dropped off, perhaps, an hour or two ago. It rose some of the dust in the fireplace but these finger prints would not have lasted too long if it had been dropped off earlier."

"Let me see that," requested Bella as she made her way towards Edward. She stumbled over the couch but, as always, Edward caught her with ease. He picked her up delicately and placed her on his lap as he positioned himself on the dusted couch. Bella snatched the book and attempted to brush the dust away. She found that there was no title on the book.

With a frown Bella stated, "That's odd. There should be a title on this book."

"Well," replied Edward, "did you ever think that this is not a published piece?"

"What do you mean?" questioned Bella.

"I mean that it may be a journal or a diary of sorts."

Bella nodded her head and opened the book to the first page. It read:

Reginald Timothy McPherson

Born 1797- died…

"Wow, he's old." Bella stated.

"No wonder he went by Timothy though. Reginald is not a name you here that often anymore." Bella rolled her eyes, she happened to like the name Reginald. "Go on Bella, turn the page."

"But Edward, it's the man's personal journal. I don't want to intrude. A journal is a very private thing and-"

"Bella," interrupted Edward, "Carlisle said that there was something to learn. This may be it. It's read the journal or wait for the crazed vampire to show up. Your choice."

With a sigh Bella turned the next page of the journal.

We're supposed to be a species high above the puny humans of this damned world. And yet we can still suffer the pains and sorrows of losing love. Torment still exists within us vampires. Those who go against it live a curse life of committing atrocities against the humans, while others, like myself, try to maintain an image that is above our Neanderthal brothers. And even though we are not directly responsible for the harm that befalls any of those who we care deeply for, we truly feel the hurt of loss. No matter which way a vampire turns, he, or she, still must live with a dreadful curse. Whether it is taking life or being attached to a life that is cruelly and wrongfully taken from us, we must live with that for eternity. Such is the horrors of an immortal life.

And that is why I must protect her. She must never come to suffer with the tragedy that surrounds a vampire's life, if it can even be called such. She must understand that what we have is rare, special and must not be taken for granted. I can not, nor will I turn her into such a beast. She is perfect as she is and I can not be the cause behind the end of perfection.

Edward, with a smug expression in place, was about to point out to Bella that this sounded very reasonable when he stiffened. He couldn't hear anything, yet, but there was something in the air that made him nervous. It was then that he realized they soon would no longer be alone.

"Bella! Grab hold of the book!" he yelled as he lifted her out of his lap and raced off into the forest, heading for the car, with whatever it was right on his tail.

Author's note: CLIFFY! WOOT! If you want to find out what happens next Review.