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I sighed, stretching my arms out in front of me.

It had been a long day. How could watching over one family be so much work?

I yawned, closing my eyes for a few seconds before I pushed my self up from the old bench that sat in front of the large hospital that was located in Chicago.

My people were called guardians, mostly because were very good at blending in, that makes us ideal guardians.

Each of us were assigned a house hold of humans to look after till their passing. There were four major rules to being a Guardian.

One) never let your humans fall into harms way (if it can be helped).

Two) Never, ever, talk or show yourself to your humans (unless completely necessary.

Three) never, never, never fall in love with your humans.

Four) never, never, never, ever let any of your humans become vampires.

If you didn't follow these rules you were exiled and put to sleep for a hundred years.

I'd failed at three of those four major rules.

I let my human's fall in the path of sickness.

Spanish Influenza.

The father of the house hold, Edward Masen Sr, was already gone, died maybe a week ago. It nearly killed his wife, Elizabeth Masen, she was next. The youngest, Edward Masen Jr, wasn't as close to the light as his parents, but he was slowly fading.

The second rule I'd broke was that I talked often with Elizabeth and her son. They were so nice and really had no other family I couldn't bare to stand there watching their life's fade and not try to comfort them. When I'd first meet them they both tried there hardest to get me to leave. They were so thoughtful even on their dead bed. They both agreed they didn't want me to get Spanish influenza from them.

It took me many days to get them to trust that I wouldn't get sick. Even though they were still unwilling to breath near me.

It had been a few months after I stared to keep Elizabeth and Edward Masen Company. When Edward and I started to connect more. He would ask me about my self and I would tell him lies.

Such as, I was born in South Carolina and that my parents died when I was young so I lived with my uncle and aunt and their four children.

I felt bad for telling him so many lies, but I had to protect him.

The third rule I'd failed to comply with was that I'd had fallen completely and hopelessly in love with Edward Cullen Jr.

We talked often, always about me; he claimed there was nothing about him to talk about. Little did he know I'd seen his whole life unfold as I was now watching it end.

One day when Edward's mother was deep in a restless slumber he tool me in his weak arms and pressed his shaking lips to my temple.

"Bella," his voice croaked weak with the sickness. I took off the useless mask that I was forced to wear when I walked into the room. It's not like I could get sick any way.

"Bella" he murmured again this time softer.

"Yes, Edward," I asked lean into to him unconsciously my breathing a slight bit harder.

"I love you Bella," he whispered into my ear. "And I'm so sorry that I'm forced to leave you," he smiled against my ear. My face lost its color.

"I'm going to die Bella, but I want you to know what I would do if I wasn't going to," I shuddered as he kissed a spot behind my ear.

"First, I'd court you and then once I was sure we were both ready I'd ask you to do me the honor of being my wife." He smiled again. But I felt tears start to prick my eyes.

"Oh Edward," I whispered, but he shushed me.

"I'm not done." He pulled back and looked me in the eye.

"After I'd made you my wife I'd take you and make sweet love to you all night." I shudder, my eyes widening.

"Then," he continued "I would live out my life with you and raise children with you and then I'd grow old and die with you." His eyes closed as if imaging something.

"But," he whispered, his lips going white. "but, because I am going to die soon I want you to go out and find someone else to court you and marry you then love you and die with you." He smiled, opening his eyes.

They were flood with tears that glazed over his brilliant green eyes.

I felt tears drip from my eyes; I buried my face in his clod chest. "I will never love another," I thought, while Edward held me.

I sighed, remembering that night.

It was the night before Edward and his mother were assigned a new doctor. The second I saw him I almost growled.

He was a vampire.

I watched as he sat in the chair I usually sat and talked with Edward and his mother. I heard Edward laugh it was a beautiful sound.

That made me relax a little, knowing that being with the vampire made him happy.

I stood in the corner of the room watching this scene in my invisible form.

I sighed running my fingers through my hair and sat down in the corner of the room and waited for sunrise to come.

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