A/N: Hello! This is a new fanfic idea that I've had lingering in my head for about a month or so and I finally decided to sit down and take the time to write it! Everyone please review! I love reviews and they mean the world to me! So review! THIS IS ALL HUMAN AND ALTERNATE UNIVERSE.

Special thanks to: My best friend Lynie and my friend Nikki (JateSkateFate815, writer of Twilight FanFiction, The Topaz Eyed Hitchhiker)!

Dedicated to: My bff Lynie, my bff Dani and my lovely friend Nikki!

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT by any means own any of the following characters. I do, though, own the plot. That is it. As much as I long to be the talented and sophisticated Stephenie Meyer, I'm not. –Sad sigh-

Anyways, here's the first chapter! Please review!!

"I'm not going, Dad," I pouted, crossing my arms over my chest. I was being forced to go to a shrink, for the third time in the period of three months. My fiancé, Jacob, died. He didn't just die, he died for me. And I had to deal with that everyday. I went into a serious depression and Charlie forced me to see one of the best shrinks in town and they talked to me. Charlie insisted they were just special friends, but I thought of them as nosy people who enjoy gossiping. I knew it wasn't true, but still. So I went to the shrinks and would sit there and nod occasionally, and finally they would tell Charlie they couldn't counsel me any larger because they couldn't help me if I didn't help myself. So after the first shrink, it kept going like that and here I am today: Sitting in my father's cruiser, being forced to go to the best paid and top shrink in Seattle. Yes, Seattle. Charlie drove me to Seattle just to go see a counselor.

"Bella, honey, just think of Dr. Cullen as a special friend. That's all he is. He can help you through this better than I can, Bells," he insisted. He smiled weakly at me. I sighed. If going to the third shrink in a month made my father happy, I would do it. Not for my sake, for his. I know Jake would want me happy, and I know I can't do that, so the best thing I can do now was make Charlie happy.

"Fine," I grumbled.

Charlie chuckled, and patted my hand.

"Honey, it's what Jacob would want. He wouldn't want his Bella to be hurting. He gave his life up for you. You shouldn't-"

"-Dad, I understand. I'll go in," I said quickly, making him stop. I didn't want to hear anymore. I know Jacob, my fiancé gave his life up to save mine, and I didn't want to be reminded about it. I smiled slightly and leaned over to kiss Charlie on the cheek, and opened the car door slowly. "Pick me up in an hour, Dad." I shut the door and backed up slightly. I offered a small wave and he smiled, and sped off. I turned around; facing the building I was standing in front of.

I read the door. Doctor Edward Cullen's Office. Great. Edward sounded like some old person's name. I pulled the door open, and walked in, my face being hit with the aroma of apple cinnamon. A lady who appeared to be in her late 30s sat at the desk, typing on the computer. She looked up at me from behind her long eye lashes.

"Yes?" She asked annoyed.

"Uh, um," I stuttered nervously. I licked my lips. "Um. I'm here to see…um…Dr. Clun?" I stuttered again. She looked at me confused, and I laughed nervously.

"Barbara,"a friendly voice said from somewhere. I looked around confused, looking around for the voice.

"Yes?" The lady at the desk, Barbara, said.

"I'm expecting an Isabella Swan. Is she there?" He asked. I looked around again. Oh, I was Isabella Swan. Barbara looked up at me with questioning eyes.

"Are you Isabella?" She asked, politely now.

I nodded. "I am."

"Well, dear, follow me," She stood up, her long skirt falling to her feet, and led me to the door by her desk. She went in, and I followed.

"Here she is, Dr. Cullen," Barbara said. She flashed a toothy smile at me and left me alone. I looked around for someone else in the room, not seeing anyone.

"Isabella, have a seat," a velvet voice invited, coming from the desk I stood in front of. The chair spun around, and a young, bronze hair colored man smiled at me. His sparkling emerald eyes danced into mine and I blinked, trying to escape his friendly stare.

I sat down hesitantly, my eyes never leaving the radiant green ones that belonged to the shrink. He smiled as I sat, and smiled weakly back at him.

"Hello, Isabella," he smiled, his pearly white teeth showing.

"Bella," I corrected blankly. I was mesmerized by his beautiful eyes. They shone with the light of the room, and danced beautifully like Jacob's dark eyes once did. My heart broke slightly at the thought of Jacob's expressive, beautiful eyes.

"Bella," he said with a smile. I looked up from my hands and shook Jake's face from my mind. I think the saw my expression.

"Bella, what's wrong?" He asked. He was going into shrink mode.

I shook my head. "Nothing." He narrowed his lovely eyes. He read people well and I realize why he decided to become a counselor. "Enlighten me, Bella. I can't do my job if you don't tell me what the problem is."

I sighed, defeated. He was good. Far too damn good at his job. He smiled. Stupid, stupid shrink.

"My fiancé." My voice cracked with each word and I stopped, dropping my head, playing with my fingers nervously.

"Yes, Bella?" He asked softly, polite.

I picked my head up, and stared into his eyes. His eyes turned brown and Jacob was sitting in front of me. I jumped in my seat.

"Bella, what's wrong?" He sounded panicked. Jacob did, not the shrink. I felt a cold hand on my back and I jumped up, tears streaming down rapidly. "Bella." It wasn't Jacob's voice anymore. It was the shrink's.

I breathed out slowly and then back in. "I'm fine," I promised. It was a broken promise already and he knew it. He offered a gentle smile and sat on the edge of his oak desk.

"Bella, are you okay?" he asked kindly. I smiled small and nodded weakly.

"I am."

He smiled again and my heart skipped a beat.

"Care to tell me what that was all about?" He asked after a moment of silence.

I stared into his eyes for a moment, considering the choice of telling him the truth, or making up a lie. No lying, a voice in me teased. Jacob.

I looked away and began, "My fiancé, Jacob, died three months ago." Tears dripped down my face, and I knew I sounded like a freak while talking and crying at the same time, but somehow I didn't care. I usually didn't let anyone see me cry, except Jacob. But there was something oddly comforting about this shrink. Not like the rest who were old and gray. "Jacob and I were getting married the month after. Exactly one month after. We were going for a walk, and an old man…was on a new type of medication…" I stopped to breathe. My body wracked with a painful sob and I began again, "and we were crossing over to the other side of the road, our hands laced, and the old man…" I stopped again. I knew I couldn't keep going. I looked up at the shrink. He had his arms crossed over his chest and he looked pained. I sat staring at him while he stared at the floor. He picked his head up slowly and his eyes caught my.

"Bella, go on," Jacob's voice whispered in my ear, his voice lingering in my head, leaving me no choice not to go on.
I nodded, obedient. I took a deep breath. "Jacob loved me and he took his life for me…the old man swerved and when he jostled the steering wheel, it spun and his glasses fell off, leaving him blind. Jacob pushed me out of the way, and onto the other side of the street, and Jacob was…" I stopped, hoping he would catch on, but the shrink's eyes were gentle, and encouraging me to keep going. "Jacob was crushed," I cried out, holding my sides as I shook. The shrink enveloped me in a small, awkward hug, but it was still comforting. I cried into him and he hushed me.

I pulled away, looking into his eyes, a small crooked grin on his lips. I smiled too, my face wet with salty tears.

"Bella, Jacob loved you." The shrink's voice was promising and I believed his every word. I know Jacob loved me. And I know he still does.

"I know-…" I looked up at him, apologetic. I chuckled slightly. I didn't know his name.

"Edward," He said formally, giving me his hand. I shook it gently, and let go. My hand tingled at his touch. But I liked it.

"Bella," I smiled back.

"Yes, Bella." He smiled too and I couldn't help another smile cross my lips.

I sighed sadly after a moment, dropping my head. My mind roaming with memories of Jacob and I when we were young and in deep, blissful, carefree love. I sighed once more.

"What's wrong?" Edward asked.

I looked up and he was looking at me intently.

"I feel guilty," I confided, feeling childish. I know I shouldn't feel guilty about my life being saved, but because Jacob died, I want to, too. And I was scared that I did.

Edward looked at me confused, and his face suddenly went…pained.

"Bella, there was nothing you could do, you know that, right?" He cocked an eyebrow slightly.

I nodded.

"I know, but…I should have pulled him out of the way. I can't help but feeling selfish. Jacob pulled me out of the way. If I wasn't with him, maybe he would have lived! He wouldn't have to worry about me getting smashed…"

FLASHBACK

The terror in his eyes burned into mine.

"JACOB, MOVE!" I screamed at him. He pushed me away from his body, and I fell twenty feet away from him onto the grass. I heard Jacob scream and agony, and the tortured sound brought burning tears to my chocolate eyes.

"JACOB, NO!" I jumped up from the ground, running to Jacob's side.

"Bella," He choked out.

"Jake, no, no, you'll be fine." I ran my fingers through his dark hair. I felt his warm and sticky blood on my hands.

"Jake, you're bleeding." He looked up at me with droopy eyes and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He smiled.

My heart broke at the sight of his beautiful smile. I knew this would be the last time I could see his smile.

"I love you, Bells," He whispered. "His head went limp in my hands and I cried into his chest, my body wracking with painful sobs.

END FLASHBACK

"Bella, there was nothing you could have done, and you have to believe that." I looked into his eyes. They were promising, and comforting.

I nodded.

"I know," I sighed.

After a long, silent pause, a beep filled the room.

"Mr. Cullen, your next patient is here," Barbara's voice filled the room. My head shot up at the sound of her voice.

Edward cleared his throat the answered, "Thank you. Send him in, thank you. Ms. Swan still has ten minutes left," he answered, politeness in his tone. His eyes flickered to mine every few seconds when he spoke.

"Okay," she answered back.

I stood up. "I should…I should wait for my Father to pick me up," I said hesitantly.

He nodded. "It's been a pleasure to meet you, Bella." He held his hand out again and I shook it again. His skin left the same feeling as the last time.

"Thank you…for this, Edward," I said politely.

He simply smiled, and nodded at me.

"It'll be a joy seeing you again next Tuesday."

"Bye," I whispered, wondering if he heard me as I exited his office, shutting the door behind me.

Dad sat slumped in a pale red chair, waiting for me. I smiled at him small, and he stood up, his arms open for a hug.

"Dad," I said with a smile hugging him. He led me out to his cruiser and we smiled and waved at Barbara on our way out.

"How was it, honey?" He asked. Hope filled in voice.

"It went…well," I smiled at him.

He smiled, too. He looked relieved as he drove off.

And I felt relieved, too.

"Good girl," Jacob whispered in my ear. I smiled.

A/N: I'm absolutely happy with the turn out of this first chapter. I had many variations of the beginning and I didn't like them as much as I enjoyed this one. I hope you guys are just as happy as I am! If you are, review please!!!! They'd be appreciated and I'd return the review.