AN: Thanks to Stephenie Meyer for creating such great characters and backgrounds. I only create background with things such as powers when Stephenie hasn't answered those questions for us yet. I have no claims to know what will really happen in Bella's future, this is my humble offering to a possibility.
I felt like every fiber of my being was on fire. Something must have gone wrong. It hurt too much and my vision was too blurred to see where I was. Then suddenly I felt a touch of relief on my cheeks. There was still the burning but it felt as if someone had placed ice on the wound.
"Edward." It came out as barely a whisper. My throat was burning and I wanted to scream but it was too dry. My angel was still there at least. He hadn't left me. He wouldn't leave me again.
"Shhh," he breathed into my ear. "It will be ok. You're almost there my love." He cupped my face in his hands. "The hardest part is over, I love you."
Never in my life had I felt so helpless, so weak. Finally it made sense why I was safer to stay human during all those attacks against me. At least I would be aware. At least I wouldn't have been helpless and a hindrance in my suffering. The thought that I was finally safe, that no one wanted me dead, that it would only be Edward and my family watching over me was a bit of a comfort. Still, part of me wished I would die.
Edward began to hum my lullaby. That and his cool hands never letting go of me were the only things that helped me hold onto my self. As long as I knew he was there, I knew who I was and I knew there was a reason behind the suffering. I would look back on the two and a half days I spent transforming and realize that surprisingly enough they did not belong in my 10 day worst days. No, the nights I spent without Edward were still by far the worst. Finally I wouldn't have to leave him. There would be no where we couldn't go together and nothing we couldn't do together.
With the end of the last note of the 360th lullaby, I died.
As I opened my eyes I could see the light just beginning to spread in from the South wall. It was a new dawn and with it the beginning of my new life—my new life as a vampire.
He was so used to me being weak and helpless that he didn't see it coming. One second he was cradling me in his arms humming and the next I had him on his back and pinned to the bed.
"You know, I think I'm going to like this," I chuckled as he looked up dazed. He hadn't even had the moment to register my heart stop beating. I bent down to whisper in his ear, "What do you want more—my body or my blood?"
That crooked grin of his I love so much crept across Edward's face as he growled back, "Definitely your body."
It hadn't been an easy transformation, but then again it never is. Edward's family—my family—was waiting downstairs waiting for my arrival as one of them. Finally I was there equal and no one could call me the cute family pet.
The Cullens always seemed so perfect and graceful to me. I thought it must have been natural from day one. It was going to be exciting to finally be looked at as more than the clumsy human. In my excitement my new found strength and speed completely slipped my mind. One second I was on the bed, the next I was facing a staircase far too fast for my own comfort and in an attempt to slow down I stopped completely and tumbled down the stairs landing on my back. I covered my face with my hands and just lay there hoping this was just a hallucination from the pain.
That's when it started. Rosalie's laugh at her superiority, Emmett's booming laugh, Alice's high chirruping chuckle, and Edward's soft chuckle that he used when he hoped I wouldn't hear.
"Oh Bella dear, are you ok? I don't think I've ever seen that happen before. Come here." Next thing I knew Esme was grabbing onto my shoulders and pulling me up. It was an interesting feeling in the fact that she could no longer sweep me up quite as quickly as before. Still, she got me on my feet and I finally let my hands drop.
Edward brushed his hand along my cheek and smiled. "You know love, you still blush a little when you're embarrassed."
"Thanks a lot," I spat back at him. This was definitely going to be the most embarrassing day of eternity for me. "I'm thirsty."