Daydreamt Moon

Once again my dreams had taken me to the forests iaround my home in Forks, Washington. I was running through the woods searching for my one and true love, Edward. I had a bad feeling that he was in trouble and he needed me right then, but my little human legs weren't doing a good job of moving at the speeds I was willing them to go.

"I'm coming, Edward!" I shouted into the thick brush. Even though I knew that Edward was strong enough to take care of himself, I couldn't help but wory that I ws going to be too late. Worry that my one and only would be gone forever. My dream self tried hard to get those frightening thoughts out of her head to no avail.

Suddenly I heard someone or something running with me. I looked to my left to see a familiar russet colored wolf sprinting next to me. Jacob. He looked like he was worried

about me, and not worried that I was rushing to Edward, but about something on the other side of me. Surreptitiously I glanced to the other to see another wolf, yet this one was bigger than Jacob and had a more sinister aura about it. I tried to pick up the pace, but I tripped and fell. In classic horror movie style I had twisted my ankle and couldn't get up.

"Jake?" I shouted trying to call my friend to help me, but it felt like my voice had disappeared. I tried again and again calling for help when I noticed that everything had gone silent. The urgency that had driven to keep running had gone and was replaced with an eerie calm that was beginning to change to fear. I tried calling for all of my friends hoping that someone would answer the call. Someone would help he get out of that forest.

Finally I tired of calling for help when I began to crawl in the opposite direction I had come with barely any memory of why I was running that way. My hands blistered on the coarse forest floor and splinters were jabbed up my nails as I tried to quickly crawl my way out. I knew that the mystery wolf was behind me and it wanted to hurt me, but I was tiring quickly.

Finally I came to a clearing that I knew well. It was where Edward had revealed himself as a vampire to me. It was there Jacob had saved me from another vampire along with his pack of "werewolves". To me that place was like sacred ground that no one could harm me. I calmly inched my way through when I heard a snap of twigs.

I excitedly looked over my shoulder hoping that it would be Jake or Edward; I'd even settle for Mike, but there it was panting at the edge of my special place. I tried to stand. I knew I couldn't run, but I could definitely limp faster than I was crawling. When I had finally gotten to my feet I saw that the wolf hadn't moved. Common sense told me that I needed to get out of there quick, but I felt like it didn't want to hurt me.

I was about to go to it when I fell down, but I didn't touch the ground. It was right next to me laying on its stomach to support me. I had landed on its large neck in the mess of tangled jet black fur. I wanted to know who or what it was, but I was still silent, my words taken away. I didn't worry about what would happen next I just sat there allowing the wolf to nuzzle me softly.

"Can you help me get home?" I asked it knowing that it understood me. Instead of answering my question it pricked up its ears and growled in the direction I had come.

"What's wrong?" I demanded my panic rising. The wolf turned to me and quickly transformed into a human, a boy about my age with the same skin color as Jake with short black hair and knowing golden eyes. Since Jake had changed in front of me several times I wasn't surprised by his nakedness, just the fact that I had never seen him before.

"They've found me." He grunted exasperatedly. He turned to me swiftly and said in a voice that reminded me of Edward, "I don't have much time, Bella Swan, I need your help."

Chapter One

I awoke from my dream gasping for air. Even though I knew it hadn't been real, I was still shaking. Next to me in my bed was Edward and he looked more distressed than usual.

"Bella, are you alright?" he asked in genuine worry. Edward's worry came from the fact that of all the people in the world, he could not read my mind. This usually intrigued him: but in times like this he, and often, I wished he could at least peek into my mind.

"You were moaning my name then that cur…" he paused after mentioning Jacob. "then you stared talking about some 'mystery wolf'."

"It was just a dream. Anyway he was friendly in the end" I told him getting up out of bed. I walked into my bathroom to get ready.

"He?" Edward gasped. Even though I couldn't see his face I knew that he was thinking that I had dreamt of Jake. There were times when his jealousy was nice and refreshing, but after that dream it felt more annoying than anything else.

"Edward, I'll tell you about it later," I groaned hoping that he could take a hint. "go home . I'll meet you at school"

I didn't wait for his answer and just got into my shower. Even though I had told Edward that it was just a dream, I couldn't get the urgency of the boy's voice out of my head.

I finally got downstairs I was surprised to see Charlie making pancakes. I almost thought it wasn't him since Charlie never cooked. Charlie looked up and motioned for me to come over and check his work.

"Hey Bells," he grunted obviously embarrassed that I was seeing him cook. "I wanted to make breakfast for you for once."

I surveyed the burnt pancakes he had made and prayed that I wouldn't get poisoned eating them. I grabbed the bottle of syrup and stacked a couple of pancakes on a plate. I took one careful bite and was surprised once more.

"Wow, Dad, these are good!" I gushed. They had a hint of vanilla and cinnamon and the burnt edges had somehow caramelized the sugar inside each one.

Charlie blushed, "Thanks, I just woke up and I knew what to do." He chuckled. "Maybe all that time of watching you cook paid off"

After that little exchange I had another plate and relished each one. I couldn't help but wonder how Charlie did this; because you couldn't learn to cooks something like this just by watching from afar, but I loved them too much for questions

When I finally got into my rusty old truck I till could taste them on my tongue. I wished that Charlie had mad more, but if he had I wouldn't have left for school. I finally started rolling along and my dream was the furthest thing from my mind.

At School I was greeted by Alice, Edward's "sister" who could see the various twists and turns in the future. She often described it as seeing every different path that could be taken after a choice was made. She knew what not to do often by looking for paths that disappeared

"Hi Bella!" she beamed scooting into the seat next to mine. "Edward seemed kinda grumpy when he got home."

"Yeah," I sighed. "I had a bad dream about the wolves."

"That's it?" she probed. "He couldn't be mad only about that."

"Yeah, I kinda was going on about a mystery wolf and he thought I was talking about Jake." I explained. "But it wasn't him just some ima…"

Before I could finish I saw him. Alice looked at me as if I was crazy staring at some guy open mouthed.

"Bella, what's wrong?" she asked

"That's the mystery wolf!" I shouted pointing at the school building.. The guy from my dream was walking into the school.