APOV

It has been 12 years. It has been 12 years since I was forced to leave my best friend. Twelve years since my brother crushed the love of his existence's heart. Twelve long, miserable years since said brother closed himself off from everything, leaving us, his family, in utter pain because of his choice. Pain for him, and pain for loosing someone who was practically a member of the family.

After 12 years, we couldn't take it any more.

We packed up what we had here in Alaska, and headed back home. Back to Forks. Back to Bella.

We had just raced past the sign that read "Welcome to Forks" when my sight scattered. I gripped Jasper's—who was sitting next to me, driving—hand as I let the vision unfold.

**Vision**

I saw a beautiful meadow in the middle of a dense forest. I could easily assume this was the meadow Edward always used to go to, to think. The one he shared with Bella. Dismal rays of sunlight flitted in and out as the clouds that covered the sky moved. A small, brown haired girl, no older than ten, was spinning and jumping around a white stone that set vertically in the ground, like a grave. She looked as if she was dancing with someone only she could see. She eventually stopped and rolled over and started to laugh. She looked up at the sky, to where the sun was starting to set, and sighed. Getting to her feet, she brushed the grass off of her sky blue dress and mimicked giving someone a hug. The only thing is, instead of her arms coming around and hugging herself, they stopped, as if there was actually someone there. Soon after, she stopped hugging whatever was there, smiled sadly and waved at the grave and lay down on a blanket next to the turned earth.

**End of Vision**

"Well that was weird," I said as my sight came back.

"What did you see, darlin'?" Jasper asked looking at me.

I shook my head, still unsure myself. "I don't know. I didn't understand it really, but I think Edward should visit the meadow again sometime soon."

"Good luck trying to get him out there," Jasper said in a doubtful voice.

"He has to hunt soon, maybe I can get him out tonight…"

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"Edward? Edward, it's been almost a month. You need to hunt," I said softly as I entered his room for the first time in 12 years. "I f you are going to see Bella again, you'll need to be satisfied."

At the mention of Bella's name, his head shot up. His eyes were starting to get their sparkle back. He nodded and stood.

He followed me out of the house. We rendezvoused with Jasper about half a mile from the meadow.

Keeping my mind clear, I said, "Come on. We never did try hunting this way before." I took off before he could say anything. I let out a sigh of relief when I heard them following.

I looked up as the trees flew by. Perfect! Right on time. The sun was approaching the horizon.

I came to a stop just behind the bushes guarding the meadow from view. Edward abruptly stopped in front of me as realization of where we were clicked.

He was about to chastise me when we heard it. A bell like giggle rang through the brush from the meadow. Edward's mouth dropped and he crept forward silently, pushing aside the flourishing nature and gasped.

There was the girl. I had to admit she was beautiful, especially for a human. She smelt of freesia and sunlight, maybe strawberries? A very sweet combination if I do say so myself… Wait! She smells a bit like—

Edward let out a low hiss at me to shut up. I averted my focus back on the girl.

"Momma," I heard her say to whatever was there, "Momma, why can't you come out to play with me? Why are you always a ghost?"

I was starting to worry for the girl's sanity when a very dark cloud blocked out the sun and I saw what she must have been seeing.

A beautiful woman, barefoot, and in a long, flowing gown, was sitting on the stone. Her heart shaped face was framed by long, wavy hair. She was almost completely transparent. Her entire form and features seemed to be outlined in billowing white smoke. She looked like a true ghost. She looked slightly… familiar…

The woman's mouth opened and a beautiful, bell like voice full of sorrow fell out. "I am so very sorry honey. If I were to really come out, you wouldn't be safe. You are only safe when you sleep, or if I am like this." She let out a weak smile full of pain. "But don't fret dear. I will always be here for you." Her ghostly face looked toward the horizon. "Now dear, it is time for me to go for the day. Be back by seven. Good night honey."

I watched in awe as the woman seemed to float right through the stone and into the ground.

The little girl sighed and I couldn't help it. I stepped into the clearing and called out to her.

Well there you go. I just had this awesome idea and had to get it down. Can I have 10 reviews? Flames are accepted as well as questions, comments, and concerns. Don't worry. I'll still write on my other stories.

Courtney