This is my own version of Midnight Sun, but I do not own this idea or any of the characters, they belong to Stephenie Meyer.

It starts from chapter 13 though, because Stephenie Meyer has placed the first half on her website.

I decided to try continuing it. Hope you like it :)

Chapter 13: Interrogations

I smiled as I entered my house, remembering Bella's face when I said it was my turn tomorrow. She looked worried, but beneath that there was a hint of happiness. Maybe it was the thought that she would see me tomorrow. No, ridiculous. I stayed at my house for a little less than an hour and then decided I couldn't wait any longer. I had to see her face again. Her beautiful chocolate eyes which showed so much more depth than any other eyes I had seen in all of my life.

That night I sat in the rocking chair in Bella's room, just watching her sleep. I smiled every time she said my name, I wished that I could see her dreams, hear her thoughts, but nothing came to me. It was silence as usual. Though, the thought of her dreaming about me made me ecstatic. How could this beautiful, innocent, intelligent human dream about me? An extremely dangerous, mythical creature who thirsted so much for her blood. During the night she tossed and turned restlessly, waking up every now and then, making me hide. Eventually, in the early hours of the morning, her body relaxed and allowed her some sleep. When she started to move again I knew she was waking up, so I quickly and quietly jumped though her window, and after making sure no one was around, I jumped off the roof and onto the ground silently before I ran home.

When I walked through the door I automatically headed for the garage.

Edward, give her some time to wake up and have breakfast, Alice thought. I stopped where I was and turned around to see Alice flashing me a grin.

"So, am I to assume Rosalie is driving us to school again?" Alice asked.

I smiled, "Yes, Alice,"

"Okay," she said, before turning around, Hmm…I wonder where Jasper is…

I could hear Jaz and Em's thoughts in the garage, "Alice they're in the garage," I said as I walked in that direction again, followed by the little pipsqueak herself. I opened the door to the garage and went straight to retrieve my Volvo keys.

"Jaz, Em," I said as I nodded to them.

"Hey," they both said as they watched me head towards my car.

Hmm…I wonder why he's in such a rush… Emmett thought sarcastically. I smiled at him as I exited the garage and drove off towards Bella's house. I waited around the corner until Charlie's cruiser had gone, and then I drove up next to the curb. I noticed Bella peek through her window and smiled as I listened to her bounding down the stairs and through the door. I looked straight ahead and stayed in the car as she shut the door. She walked over and paused shyly before getting in. I smiled at her as her scent entered my nose and my mouth, burning my throat. I welcomed this pain.

"Good morning," I said, "How are you today?" I watched her face, waiting curiously for her answer.

"Good thankyou," she replied. I gazed into her beautiful eyes, long enough to notice the circles underneath them, "You look tired," I said.

"I couldn't sleep," she confessed before swinging her hair around her shoulders. Why did she do this? To hide her eyes or face from me?

"Neither did I," I teased as I started the engine.

A few seconds went by after I drove off and then she laughed, "I guess that's right. I suppose I slept just a little bit more than you did."

I smiled at her, "I'd wager you did."

"So what did you do last night?" she asked. I laughed, oh only sneak into your room and watch you sleep, uh-uh, no way was I telling her that. Plus, it was my turn.

"Not a chance. It's my day to ask questions," I said.

"Oh, that's right. What do you want to know?" she asked as her forehead creased. Why did it crease though? Stress, confusion, or anxiety? Was there something she didn't want me to know? I thought I'd start off with the easy, harmless ones, "What's your favourite colour?" I asked.

This made her roll her eyes, "It changes from day to day," she said. Well that was different, "What's your favourite colour today?" I asked solemnly.

"Probably brown," she said. Brown? What an odd colour to like. I noticed she was wearing a brown turtleneck, but still, why would she like brown? Finally I snorted, "Brown?" I asked as I looked at her.

"Sure," she said, "Brown is warm. I miss brown. Everything that's supposed to be brown – tree trunks, rocks, dirt – is all covered up with squashy green stuff here," she complained. I was stunned. She was right, brown is warm. I smiled at her description of the vegetation here in Forks. I stared into her eyes.

"You're right," I said, "Brown is warm."

I didn't like how her hair was hiding half of her beautiful face so I swiftly yet carefully moved her hair behind her shoulders. When we reached the school I found a park quickly and then turned to her, "What music is in your CD player right now?" I asked. When she said the name of the band I smiled as I flipped open a compartment under the car's CD player and pulled out one of the 30 CD's and handed it to her.

"Debussy to this?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. When she realised it was the same CD she examined the cover art and kept her eyes down.

The rest of the day followed along like that. While I walked her to English, when I met her after Spanish, all through the lunch hour I questioned her relentlessly, wanting to know everything about this beautiful girl. Movies she liked and disliked, the places she'd been and many places she wanted to go, and books – endlessly books. I loved how she talked, speaking with emotion and passion every time. I couldn't get enough of her, I just kept thinking of random questions I wanted to know the answers for. However when I asked a question which caused her to blush, more questions popped into my head. When I asked her what her favourite gemstone was, she blurted out topaz before her blood rushed to her cheeks. The monster inside me was thirsting for it, but my curiosity won over once again. Why would that make her blush? I tried persuading her to tell me why she was embarrassed, but she kept her eyes down and away from mine. So after that failed, I commanded her to tell me.

"It's the colour of your eyes," she sighed in defeat, staring at her hands as she played with a piece of her hair, "I suppose if you asked me in two weeks I'd say onyx," she said. She looked worried. I wondered if it was because she thought I would react badly, knowing that she liked the colours of my eyes. So I quickly replied with another question, "What kind of flowers do you prefer?" she sighed and continued to answer my questions.

In Biology I continued to quiz her until Mr. Banner entered the room with the audiovisual frame again. As the teacher approached the light switch, I slid my chair slightly away from Bella. I didn't want to make it easier for the monster inside me to analyse how I could retrieve her blood and get away with it. But it didn't help at all. As soon as the room was dark there was the same intensive, electrical feeling in the air, one that made me, urged me to stretch my hand across to her. To stroke her hair, her cheek, her warm lips…But I couldn't do that. Then she leaned forward on the table, resting her chin on her folded arms. Even though I couldn't see it, I had the feeling she was gripping the table's edge. Did this mean she wanted to touch me too? Was she afraid to? She didn't look at me the whole time. And all I did was look at her, I paid no attention to the movie, even though I could hear it I just looked at her, sitting so still. She sighed when the lights came back on, and she glanced at me. I was still looking at her, but I had no idea what I looked like. I rose out of my seat silently and then stood still, waiting for her. Again, I walked her to Gym in silence, and again like yesterday I touched her face, I carefully stroked the back of my hand along her soft, warm skin. From her temple to her jaw, before I turned and walked away to my Spanish class with Emmett. Again, I barely paid attention to the teacher or Emmett, concentrating too much on watching Bella in Gym, unfortunately through the medium of Mike's thoughts. I really disliked him. After Spanish I said goodbye to Emmett and walked to the Gym to wait for Bella to change. Finally she walked out and after seeing me, a beautiful smile spread across her stunningly pale face. I smiled back before asking her questions again.

My questions became more difficult now though, needing more description from her. I wanted to know what she missed about her home in Phoenix, mainly because I knew she missed it, she sometimes spoke in the night about it being too green here, and missing her mum and her home. I insisted on full descriptions of anything that I wasn't familiar with. We sat outside her house for hours, talking as the rain plummeted down around us, and the night sky darkened. She described things to me; like the scent of creosote, the high, keening sound of the cicadas in July, the feathery bareness of the trees and the size of the sky. She used her hands as she explained why it was all so beautiful to her. I continued the flow of my quiet, probing questions so that she would keep talking to me. I never wanted this to end, however after she had finished detailing her cluttered room at home, I paused. Her father was going to be home soon. It didn't feel like we had talked for hours, and I wanted to keep asking her questions, just to hear her voice and find out more about her.

"Are you finished?" she asked with a hopeful voice. I smiled.

"Not even close – but your father will be home soon," I said.

"Charlie!" she exclaimed, she must have forgotten about the time, and sighed. She looked out at the sky, "How late is it?" she asked to herself as she glanced at the clock. The time seemed to surprise her, this made me happy. Maybe she felt like it had gone too quickly as well. I noticed what time of the day it was before I murmured, "It's twilight."

I looked out at the clouds, my mind racing far away with thoughts of night time. Suddenly I remembered that I was still sitting next to Bella, I didn't want to waste any precious time I had with her, every moment with Bella was precious. I looked into her eyes to see that she was looking at me curiously.

"It's the safest time of day for us," I said, as I noticed the unspoken question in his eyes, "The easiest time. But also the saddest, in a way…the end of another day, the return of the night. Darkness is so predictable, don't you think?" I smiled at her. She thought for a moment.

"I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars," she frowned, "Not that you see them here much." This made me laugh, and I felt the mood abruptly lighten. Her corners of her lips pulled up into a smile, those lips were so tempting, too tempting, I had to stop myself from this train of thought, "Charlie will be here in a few minutes. So, unless you want to tell him that you'll be with me on Saturday…" I raised an eyebrow.

"Thanks, but no thanks," she said as she gathered her books. She turned back to me, "So is it my turn tomorrow, then?" she asked.

I made my face look mockingly outraged, "Certainly not! I told you I wasn't done, didn't I?" I asked with a smile.

"What more is there?" she asked, looking a little confused.

"You'll find out tomorrow." I reached across to open the door for her but my hand froze on the handle. The scent was so strong, and bad, and close.

"Not good," I muttered, my jaw clenching.

"What is it?" she asked.

I glanced at her worried face for a brief second, "Another complication," I said glumly. I flung the door open in one movement and then swiftly moved back into my seat. I watched as she noticed a dark car pull up to the curb just a few feet away, facing us. I could hear Charlie's cruiser getting closer.

"Charlie's around the corner," I warned her as I stared at the other vehicle. She hopped out at once, noticing that I was staring at something or someone in the dark vehicle that had brought the bad smell. As soon as Bella closed the door I revved the engine and the tires squealed against the pavement. Bella was out of my sight in seconds. I didn't want to leave her, I wanted so much to stay with her. But I couldn't, not when her father was coming home, and certainly not when the Black's were there. I stared straight ahead, not really concentrating on my driving as I sped the whole way home.

When I got home Alice and Esme were doing something on the computer, Jasper and Emmett were playing chess and Rosalie was sitting on the couch watching them. Carlisle must still be at work.

Hmm...maybe if I move my knight over there and then move my castle…yes! I'll get him in check mate. He won't see it coming...my queen is distracting him enough… Emmett thought.

His queen seems to be a diversion…maybe he's trying to distract me…I think I should move my bishop… Jasper thought. I chuckled quietly as I listened to them.

Hmm…Edward seems to be in a good mood…this Bella girl must be really good for him. I'm so happy to see him happy…Esme thought.

Edward…is everything okay with you and Bella? Alice asked in her thoughts. I knew she was probably watching me so I slightly nodded.

"Oh, hey Edward," Emmett said as he looked up.

"Hi," I said. I decided it would take a while for Bella to go to bed and then fall asleep, since they had visitors. So I was going to go up to my room but I said over my shoulder, "Hey Jasper, watch out for his knight and castle," before I started to run up the stairs. I heard a few chuckles before a growl, "Edward! That's cheating!" Emmett said.

Thanks for the heads up Jasper thought. When I reached my bedroom I put on a song my Clair de Lune and sat on my couch just listening to the tunes. I tried to but failed to forget about her. She was all I could think about now. Bella. Beautiful Bella. My Bella. Or so I wished. After an hour I decided I couldn't wait any longer. Even though I didn't need to, I changed my top and then ran downstairs. I turned to the door, but Alice caught me.

"So, Rosalie's driving us again?" she asked. I turned to face her.

"Yes Alice," I said before remembering something, "Oh Alice?" She turned back around to face me.

"Do you mind going hunting with me tomorrow?" I asked. I didn't want to go with anyone else, it was easier with Alice.

"Sure," she said, "after lunch at school?" she asked.

"Yeah, that would be good." The sooner I left, the sooner I could come back to see Bella.

"Okay, I'll see you when you come back to get the car," she said.

"Alright, bye." I went through the door and ran the whole way to Bella's house. That night she said my name three times, each time it felt like I'd grown a heart and it was pumping because of her. She gave me a reason to live, she gave me purpose. It was so hard not to touch her, to stroke her warm soft cheeks. How did I ever believe she looked plain? She was the complete opposite to plain, she was beautiful. I was so nervous for Saturday, I was anxious for her reaction to how I looked in the sun. She would certainly be horrified, but I had to promise to myself that even if she was mortified by me, I couldn't kill her. I loved her too much to kill her. Didn't I? I could do it, I could resist the urge. I'd noticed it was getting easier, the more time I spent with her, the easier it was to forget about the monster and the burning in my throat. After I noticed that she would be getting up soon I quickly left her house and ran home. Once again I walked into the house just to head straight for the garage to get my car.

Alice smiled at me, see you at school she thought. I smiled back at her as I got in my car. As soon as Charlie's cruiser left the driveway I moved the car up to her curb. After a few seconds she came outside the door, closed it and then practically ran to my car and got in with no hesitation. Her scent burned my throat and once again I welcomed it. I smiled at her which caused her heart rate to accelerate and her breathing to become uneven. She was so beautiful.

"How did you sleep?" I asked.

"Fine. How was your night?" she asked. If only she knew how good it was. To hear her speak my name while she was sleeping.

"Pleasant," I said with a smile.

"Can I ask what you did?"

Oh no you don't. "No," I grinned, "Today is still mine."

Today I wanted to find out more about people, her mother Renee, her hobbies and what they'd done in their free time together. And then her grandmother, her school friends, I also asked her about guys that she'd dated which made her a little embarrassed. It surprised me that she hadn't really dated anyone, I couldn't believe it.

"So you never met anyone you wanted?" I asked with too much curiosity, my voice sounded too serious, even to me.

"Not in Phoenix," she said. Not in Phoenix? Did that mean she wanted me? How could she want me? My lips pressed together in confusion. By this time we were in the cafeteria, the day had gone by so fast. Alice and I were supposed to be leaving soon to go and hunt. But I drove Bella here, how was she going to get home? I noticed her take a small bite of her bagel.

"I should have let you drive yourself today," I said. She continued to chew.

"Why?" she asked.

"I'm leaving with Alice after lunch."

"Oh." She blinked, "That's okay, it's not that far of a walk." I frowned, I was not going to let her walk home, she'd probably injure herself. Plus it was rude to make her walk, "I'm not going to make you walk home. We'll go get your truck and leave it here for you," I said.

"I don't have my key with me," she sighed. "I really don't mind walking," she said. Her facial expressions said otherwise, she was disappointed for some reason. I shook my head, "Your truck will be here, and the key will be in the ignition – unless you're afraid someone might steal it," I laughed at the thought.

"All right," she agreed as she pursed her lips. She seemed to be challenging me. She didn't think I'd find her key, I knew I'd be able to find it though. I smirked with my overconfidence.

"So where are you going?" she asked.

"Hunting," I answered grimly, "If I'm going to be alone with you tomorrow, I'm going to take whatever precautions I can." Unless she pulled out of it, which I did and didn't hope she would do. I tried to be persuasive, "You can always cancel, you know." She looked down, probably to avoid my persuasion.

"No," she whispered as she glanced back at my face, "I can't."
"Perhaps you're right," I murmured.

"What time will I see you tomorrow?" she asked.

"That depends…it's a Saturday, don't you want to sleep in?" I offered.

"No," she answered quickly, I tried not to smile. I didn't want to encourage her feelings for me.

"The same as usual, then," I decided. "Will Charlie be there?"

"No, he's fishing tomorrow," she smiled.

"And if you don't come home, what will he think?" I asked with my voice sounding too sharp.

"I have no idea," she answered, "He knows I've been meaning to do the laundry. Maybe he'll think I fell in the washer." She hadn't told him she was going to be with me? I scowled at her and she tried to scowl back. My anger was more impressive, so after she figured I'd won the glowering contest she asked, "What are you hunting?" The casual reference surprised me yet again, which caused my anger to falter.

"Whatever we find in the park. We aren't going far."

"Why are you going with Alice?" she wondered.

I frowned at the thought of going with any of the others, "Alice is the most…supportive."

"And the others?" she asked. "What are they?"

Angry. Confused. Shocked. Worried. I stuck with the least offensive way of explaining what they were. "Incredulous, for the most part."

I watched her as she turned her head slightly to look at my family. What did she see when she looked at them? What did she think?

Arg! I don't like her looking at us! Rosalie fumed in her thoughts.

"They don't like me," Bella guessed.

"That's not it," I disagreed, "They don't understand why I can't leave you alone," I explained.

She grimaced. "Neither do I, for that matter."

I shook my head and rolled my eyes towards the ceiling before I looked into her beautiful chocolate eyes. How could she not know how interesting she is? "I told you – you don't see yourself clearly at all. You're not like any one I've ever known. You fascinate me." This made her glare at me with what I assumed to be doubt so I smiled at her. "Having the advantages I do," I murmured as I lightly touched my forehead, "I have a better than average grasp of human nature. People are predictable. But you…you never do what I expect. You always take me by surprise."

She looked away from me and toward my family again. Did these words upset her?

"That part was easy enough to explain," I continued as I watched her face. "But there's more…and it's not so easy to put into words-"

Yeah, because it doesn't make any sense. How could he love someone so plain, and human! Rosalie's thoughts interrupted me before she glared at Bella.

This is going to end badly, no matter what, she thought. I hissed quietly, but loud enough to send Rosalie a warning.

Arg! He's such an idiot! Rosalie thought as she turned her head to look away. Bella turned around to face me again. I saw the confusion and fear that widened her beautiful eyes.

"I'm sorry about that," I said, "she's just worried. You see…it's dangerous for more than just me if, after spending so much time with you so publicly…" I looked down in shame.

"If?"

"If this ends…badly." I dropped my head into my hands. I couldn't do this. I had to make sure that I didn't hurt her. If something were to happen, everyone would be suspicious of me and my family since I was spending time with Bella. Rosalie was right, how could this not end badly? I didn't think Bella would ever expose us now, but if something were to happen to her…what would I do? I couldn't let anything happen. If not for her sake or mine, for my family's. I heard her move her hand toward me, and then put it down. Was she trying to comfort me?

"And you have to leave now?" she asked.

I lifted my head, "Yes," I said, loud enough for Alice to take it as a calling. I smiled at Bella as Alice started walking towards our table. "It's probably for the best. We still have fifteen minutes of that wretched movie left to endure in Biology – I don't think I could take anymore." I knew Alice was standing behind my shoulder and I watched Bella's face as she took her in, noticing her spiky black hair and her absolute grace as she stood still, most girls envied her that.

Edward! Please, please hurry up and introduce us! You know we're going to be friends…Alice thought. I continued to look at Bella, "Alice," I said.

"Edward," she answered. She is quite beautiful, Alice added in her thoughts.

"Alice, Bella – Bella, Alice," I introduced them with a small smile and a casual gesture with my hand.

"Hello, Bella," Alice said. "It's nice to finally meet you," took Edward long enough, I shot her a dark look.

"Hi, Alice," Bella murmured shyly.

"Are you ready?" Alice asked me. If you want to get back tonight we better leave soon.

"Nearly. I'll meet you at the car," I said.

Alright, she thought before she left.

"Should I say, 'have fun', or is that the wrong sentiment?" Bella asked as she looked back at me.

I smiled at her, "No, 'have fun,' works as well as anything."

"Have fun, then." Her voice sounded weak. Did she not want me to leave?

I kept smiling. "I'll try. And you try to stay safe, please."

"Safe in Forks – what a challenge."

I fought back a laugh at the irony and clenched my jaw. "For you it is a challenge. Promise."

"I promise to try to be safe," she said, "I'll do the laundry tonight – that ought to be fraught with peril."

"Don't fall in," I mocked.

"I'll do my best," she gave me a weak smile. I wanted to stay with her, but I needed to hunt, so I stood up and she rose as well. "I'll see you tomorrow," she sighed. Tomorrow was a long time. "It seems like a long time to you, doesn't it?" I mused. She nodded. "I'll be there in the morning," I promised and then smiled. I carefully reached across the table to touch her face. I lightly brushed along her cheekbone with my fingertips again before I tried to talk myself into staying. I turned around and walked off towards my Volvo. Alice was leaning against the passenger door. I unlocked it and we both got in.

"Alice, I'm driving to Bella's house so that you can bring her car back to the school for her before we leave, is that okay?" I asked, knowing the answer.

"Of course," she said. I drove us silently to her house and then parked the car next to the curb.

"Hold on a minute," I said with a smile. I knew her car keys were in one of her jeans pockets. The pair she wore on Wednesday. I quickly jumped up and into her bedroom window, scanned her room and I couldn't find them. I decided to check the laundry. I found them under a pile of clothes. I was careful not to touch anything else and then I quickly jumped through her window and landed on my feet on the ground. I went back to my car and got out a piece of paper and a pen and wrote: Be Safe. Then I folded the piece of paper.

"Can you leave this on the seat for her?" I asked Alice.

"Sure," she replied with a smile. I said thankyou and then left her and went back to my car to drive it home.