Hey, guys. Before you start reading the story I want you all to know that this fanfic was originally written by Sweet Emotion and since she left the story in between (last update done by her on November 28, 2010) so I'm just completing what she started. BTW you can read the earlier parts that she has written here: s/4353647/1/A-Future-in-the-Past

I'm going to pick up the story from chapter 14

My Sweet Bella,

A kiss for you, dearest. Happy birthday. I owe you quite an explanation, and I know I should have given it to you at school earlier, but the story of what happened to me since we last saw each other is such an intricate one and I just didn't how to tell you. Forgive me, darling. You must know I would never hurt you for anything in the world. I ask you, please, to meet me in the library before school tomorrow. Come at six. The door will be unlocked and you'll find me there. I love you, Bella.

Yours Always,

Edward

Bella sat in a heap on the floor, staring at the words and gasping for breath. "I knew it," she laughed in a whisper. She felt a little crazy. All of this was so impossible, but she would find a way to believe it if it meant she could have her Edward back. "I knew you were mine."

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Bella got out of bed at five the next morning, having never shut her eyes the night before, and shivered her way into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, combed her hair, and got dressed. All the while her heart was thundering in her chest. EdwardEdwardEdwardEdward…. His name was inside her, seemed to be her life force. She threw open the bathroom door and slammed right into her father.

"Bells? What're you doing up?" Charlie's face was still pinched with sleep and he was in his pajamas.

"Gotta go to the library. School project. Worked out an agreement with the librarian," Bella gave her explanation in short, breathless bursts.

"Oh," Charlie stifled a yawn as he shuffled into the bathroom. "Okay. Well, have a good day."

"Yep, thanks, I will!" Bella snatched her backpack up off her bedroom floor, grabbed a banana out of the kitchen and sprinted out to her truck.

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Bella paused at the library door just long enough to pull in a quivering breath. She could feel Edward on the other side. She pulled the door open and stepped inside. She saw Edward sitting at one of the long wooden study tables. He stood as soon as their eyes met.

She took a step toward him and he started walking in her direction. They met in the middle of the room.

Bella stared at him in wonderment, her eyes brimming with tears. "Are you really mine?" she whispered tremulously.

Edward's eyes glowed tenderly as he whispered back to her, "Yes."

He was here. He was really here. Edward, my Edward he was really here. And just like that the universe came right back on its axis, emptiness vanished and somehow I just wasn't able to do anything except stare at those mesmerizing eyes which somehow from being the most comforting emerald green had changed into warm , inviting gold.

I was afraid to move even a millimeter afraid that if I moved somehow this would end, that whatever magic was working here would end and I would again be thrown into the fires of hell.

I watched transfixed as his hand slowly moved from his sides and came to slowly stroke my cheeks in the lightest touch I have ever experienced.

"How is this even possible?" he murmured in that velvet like voice of his.

I felt dizzy. To an extent it was so pitiful, just one touch or even a look and I just turn into a noodle-legged girl right in front of him. In the morning I was trying not to hyperventilate and now here I was breathing like a train-wrecked idiot.

"Bella?" his eyes held the same ancient grief in his eyes-which somehow I had detected earlier in his eyes-and something close to wonder.

I still wasn't able to breathe so instead I, hesitantly, raised my hand to touch his face; something that I hadn't done in almost a century. As soon as I placed my hands on his cheek I felt many things simultaneously. First the unimaginable peace and thrill that his voice alone can elicit in me, next I felt the strong sense of being at home and at last I felt complete in every sense of the world. It was one of the best moments of my life; it might even be the best of them too.

I cupped my hand around his cheeks slowly, watching his eyes turn a little darker and his mouth slowly forming a little 'O' of amazement. And just like that first time in the park he wrapped his arms around my upper arms and slowly bowed his head until his lips touched mine in a gentle, almost reverent kiss.

It was shockingly even better than what I remembered, the heartache of eighty-seven years had not just made us realize the worth of true love but it has also magnified our every feeling tenfold. It has made me realize of the simple consequential fact; nothing lasts forever. Everything is fortified to end and we should never take anything or anyone for granted. I didn't even have any hope of every finding love again but somehow I did and now I was afraid that it might again be snatched away from me.

"You'll stay with me this time, won't you?" I voiced my fear.

"Seems like I have no other option, love. Bring on the shackles-I'm your prisoner." I laughed, knowing that it was totally the other way around at this moment as his arms were around me. We stood just like that- arms around each other, breathing in one another's presence- until he eventually placed me on his laps in a more comfortable sitting position.

I was contend to simply gaze into his mesmerizing eyes and never have to move again. I was stroking his face while his eyes were closed when I first decided to raise my questions about us. My voice felt hoarse and to loud in the serenity that the high school library has suddenly provided us with.

"I have a few questions, Edward"

He opened his eyes at that moment and I felt a shock of pleasure go through every single millimeter of my body. I suddenly realized that his eyes were probably the first thing that I fell in love with and that shouldn't have been that shocking as his eyes were the most alive part of his whole being-even in the starting I could have attested to that fact.

"I'm willing to answer every single of your questions but not now, love. Let's just talk about us-the happy parts only."

I was far too willing to comply with his request but there was still a part of me that just couldn't shake off that feeling-that dread- that was far too rooted in my head.

"Your eyes-" I started to say but before I could finish my sentence he quickly turned his face away from me, stood up and went to stand near the window of the library; facing away from me like there was something of great importance waiting out there for him. I didn't understand his reaction. What did I do?

Agony, that was the only way to describe the way that I felt after he pulled himself back from me. I felt him draw the walls around him once again and I just wasn't ready to let that happen, after everything that has happened he just couldn't turn away from me again.

I walked towards him slowly trying to control the tears that threatened to spill any moment. I only had two theories about his constant rejection and turning away from me. It was either that he has forgotten about us or, worse, he has found someone better. None of them were desirable.

I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind but he still didn't turned, with that the flood gates finally opened and I started crying all of a sudden. It was like everything that I had held inside me since my last night in Arizona came back to hit me in the face, full force.

"Bella!" he exclaimed while taking me in his arms "What did I did this time, love? Forgive me, please" desperation was evidently present in his voice laced with agony.

Oh why? Why can't we just have a simple romantic story like every other couple on this planet?

"Bella" he called this time, tenderly trying to make me look in his eyes.

And I didn't wanted to do that- look into his eyes- cause whenever I did that I just fell deeper in love with him, I lost every single sense I possessed and that wasn't something that I wanted to do at this moment. It would just make me more vulnerable.

"Please just look at me just this once" how it killed me to hear that pain-which was so similar to mine- in his voice. I was so afraid to look at his face wondering if his voice alone could carry so much grief then how much could his face would express and I was right to be afraid cause when I looked up at him he looked like a burning man. Everything about him screamed pain and it brought a fresh spell of tears into my eyes.

I didn't knew how to express my feelings so I did something that I had wanted to do since the first time I had seen him in the cafeteria; I kissed him with every single pent up emotion inside me. This kiss was not like the others; if the other were like a fresh breeze of spring then this was like the scorching heat in July. It was like white hot iron, pure and simple. There was no Edward or Bella in that room in those second it was just two bodies and two highly tangled and connected souls. I pulled at his hairs a little harder than necessary and felt an answering grown vibrating from somewhere deep inside him; it almost sounded like a growl. The thrill that I felt from hearing him make that incredible sound was unimaginable. I pressed myself closer to him and felt him grip my waist in almost an animal-like fashion. It was incredibly amazing. His right hand was tangled with my hairs while the left hand was still on my waist when suddenly a thunderous sound from somewhere alerted us of the presence of the rest of the world.

He pulled away unwillingly. My heart was probably going a thousand miles an hour and we were still gasping for air.

"Shouldn't we probably go outside to check out what had happened?" I questioned when my gasping has somewhat reduced.

"No. Everything is fine outside someone just dropped something but we still should leave the library; everyone is starting to fill in"

Someone just dropped something? And how did he know?

I nodded anyway. I was about to turn when he, in one of his lightning fast motion, pulled me back to him and kissed me full on the mouth again. I was still under his spell when he whispered the words that I longed for him to say to me all this time.

"I have loved you since that moment on that busy street when even after being nearly crushed to death and that fainting spell you still had my names on your lips. I had almost died of the suspense of looking in your eyes imagining all the while that if just your voice could contain so much of love how much love your eyes could hold. And every single time I look into your eyes and see the same person that I fell in love back in the 1918's staring right back at me then I get more assured of the fact that no matter what happens I could always count on us, that we would always find a way back to each other." His eyes held that same intense look. It spoke volumes.

I simply shook my head and jumped into his arms.

This day was the best.

After a few moments someone knocked on the doors of the library and I jumped out of his embrace in a nanosecond.

"Alice" he offered as an explanation.

Right on cue Alice entered through the double doors of the library. Was the door open? I thought it was closed. And was Alice in on all of this? "Everyone would soon be coming" I took that as conformation. She whispered something to him before turning to me and catching me in a surprising hug, she stepped back just as quickly. I nervously looked at Edward but his face was unreadable.

I was quite aware of the fact that I probably have that 'I-just-cried' look pasted on my face.

"Alice, Bella. Bella, Alice" he made the necessary introductions with a hard look in his eyes, didn't he wanted me to meet his sister?

"It's finally"- throwing a glance towards Edward- "nice to meet you, Bella" finally?

"I'm glad to meet you too" And for a change I truly was. I had a feeling that we were going to get along just fine.

"Now shall we? We seriously need to fix your eyes before anyone else can see" Alice took my hand and started leading me away while Edward was walking behind us. I shot him a quick pseudo-enraged look which he returned with an apologetic smile.

When we reached the parking lot-after fixing my face- everyone was staring at us and Jessica's eyes were almost out of her socket. It was like walking with superstars or something. The whole day went like that- Alice dragging me to my every class and Edward trailing behind. Even in the cafeteria I sat with the Cullen's instead of my usual table with Jessica and friends. It felt unsurprisingly good and by the end of the day I learned that to avoid in getting trouble with Alice-which someone should do at all costs-is to simply let her have her way that way she'll be over with you just that quick and would find something else to occupy her mind. Sadly Edward was the one on her target today.

We were walking towards my truck when suddenly Alice started to make plans for all of us.

"So Edward this weekend to Port Angeles, what do you say?"

"Not now, Alice" he easily shrugged her off.

"But you should at least-"he cut her off in the middle of the sentence with a disapproving noise.

"But Bella would love to go" she said it like a statement not a question.

And though I wanted to go to some big library to stock on some books- the library here in forks is pretty limited- but still I was in no mood for shopping when I didn't even had enough time to talk to Edward about everything. There were just so many questions in my head that needed answers, desperately.

Edward looked at my face to know my opinion and I just stared at him with wide innocent terrified eyes.

"Doesn't seem like that to me" with this he threw Alice a warning look.

"You know sometimes you are a disappointment as a brother, Edward and Bella, this could be easy or this could be hard but either way we will be going to that mall in Port Angeles" I didn't knew that tiny Alice could be that terrifying. My heart galloped like a horse and in response Edwards wound his arms around my waist with an animal-like hiss erupting from his throat. I wasn't quite sure in that moment if Edwards's growl or Alice's face terrified me more but Alice turned before anything else could be said.

And in that moment I imagined that some sort of message passed between the two of them.

We reached my truck and I quickly turned to face Edward. We haven't been alone since the morning. And I didn't have any clue on how to broach the subjects that I wanted most to talk about; simple and to the point might be the easiest way.

"I have a few questions, Edward"

"I know, Bella but I just want you to give me some time and trust me. I'll explain everything to you but just give me some time. Can you do that for me, love?"

My heart fluttered when he used the endearment 'love'.

Anything that was what I wanted to say but since my heart and head were both still preoccupied; I was just able to manage a simple nod.

Then just like the last time he brought his hands to graze my cheeks in a tender caress almost too soft for my senses to detect. With that he swiftly turned around and made his way towards where his Volvo was parked.

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It's been so long since I felt so many things at once, since I felt so…..human. I didn't know if what I was doing- trying to get Bella back- was the right thing to do or not but whatever the case it felt like walking on a very thin line like trying to walk on the edge of a knife; make one mistake and it'll throw you off balance in a second. That was all it could actually take, just a very minor mistake on my part could either result in her death or worse her being sentenced to the same purgatory that I had been sentenced with in 1918. I still wasn't quite sure whether or not I would have let Carlisle change me if I had a choice in that matter though If someone, anyone, gave me the chance to be human again then I would gladly accept without even giving it a thought. This goes with everyone in my family if any of them had the choice of being human again then they would do that in a heartbeat.

There was nothing that I wanted more than to be able to spend my whole with my one true love; Bella. But what I didn't know was the how. How could be with her and yet protect her from all the hideous secrets that my world bestowed on the one who had the courage- or rather stupidity- to even come near it. And what about my family; Carlisle, Esme, Alice, Emmet, jasper and Rosalie. What about the world that Carlisle had built for all of us here? Right now I wanted nothing more than to be able to be with my Bella and since I was being selfish and indulging myself a lot these days so I decided I might as well as do it thoroughly. I parked my Volvo into the garage and went into the house to kill an hour or two before following my heart' desire. Alice has already left with jasper for their 'couple' hunting trip which was probably for the best as I didn't want the constant reminders of my almost killing Bella. Carlisle was still at the hospital and Esme was busy with her plans to renovate the cottage that they had purchased a few days ago. Rosalie and I probably won't be able to talk for more than a couple of minutes before going for each other's throat. And Emmet was not the one to talk about heavy issues before turning it into a big joke. So that left me alone with either the woods or my acoustics. I decided for the latter and started shuffling through the player until I found the one I was looking for, switched it on and turned the volume on top; turning out every single voice in my head and only concentrating on the beats of the music that were on.

It was quite fitting, the lyrics of the song I mean; the reason by Hoobastank.

Would all this end in the same way that the song ended? I desperately hoped for a negative answer to this one.

(Well that's for now and I'll be posting on the weekends probably. Tell me what did you think about this chapter and I'm open to suggestions that any of you have to make for this story)

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