AN-I randomly developed this idea while I was sitting around the house one day. That's how my ideas for fictions come to me, unexpectedly. I suddenly found myself wondering what Edward's human life was like, who he was, and what he was planning on doing with his future before he was changed into the dazzling vampire we all know today. So this story came around...and I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it.

Spoliers: There may be small spoilers from all of the books.

Disclaimer-I do not own Twilight...that honor belongs to Stephine Myer.

Chapter 1

My eyes opened wide to a site I was now very used to seeing. Edward was laying beside me, holding me in his arms, his eyes closed, obviously unaware of the fact I had awoke. I could hear the rain, gently patting on the windows, and the house surrounding me. This was truly all I ever needed...to be in Edward's arms...forever. I would soon enough, be able to have this wish, if all went according to plan. Edward and I were to be married in a matter of short days.

The sheer thought of marriage made me shiver against Edward's cold, stone-like body. He sensed my movement, and pulled me closer, the exact reaction I needed. After the wedding, I was to have my last human experiences, as promised by Edward. On the honeymoon I was also finally going to become...one of them. I was going to be changed into a vampire. Well...at least that's what I hoped would happen. Edward never let me forget that the possibility of killing me was very high. I never let him forget that I didn't care...it was worth the risk...to be able to be with him until even after the end of time.

I sighed, and let a small yawn escape. I wasn't tired, but I didn't want Edward to know that. If he did, he would get up, and release me from his arms, insisting I go downstairs to eat something for breakfast. I would always argue at him to come back to me, but he always won.

I closed my eyes and rested my head against Edward's chest...listening for a heartbeat that I knew was not there. It made me think that...in a matter of a few short days, my heart would stop beating as well, whether I became immortal...or dead.

I always tried not to think too much about the changing process. Thinking about the unknown frightened me. But as I laid there, beside Edward, I started thinking about what my days as a vampire would be like. One thought occurred to me that I had never thought of before. Would I remember any of this? Any of my life as a small, fragile human?

I opened my eyes once more, and rolled onto my other side, away from Edward.

Alice hadn't remembered one thing about her human life, and the rest of them only knew small bits and pieces...not majior details. Would I forget all about Renee, Charlie...and...again I found myself shivering, at the mention of the one person from my human life that I would never want to forget...Jacob.

I sighed in frustration as I rolled back over to face the bright topaz eyes of Edward, starring directly at me. In that moment I wasn't afraid. I had mentioned so many times how I'd give up everything, even my life, to be able to be with him for eternity. Nothing else mattered...but him.

He smiled that wonderful crooked smiled that never failed to send chills throughout my body.

"I know." I said. "I'll go eat breakfast."

With that I rose out of the grand bed, located in the middle of Edward's room, and walked downstairs to head into the kitchen...which Edward had recently stocked with food for me, since I was the only one that needed to eat.

As I poured myself a glass of orange juice to go with the piece of buttered toast I was planning on having, the thoughts of my changing process that I was trying so hard to forget, came back to me. I put the carton of juice back in the fridge, and picked up my plate containing my single piece of toast. I sat at the large dining room table, that was barely ever touched by human hands.

Human. No one in this house remembered much about being human. I knew that Rosalie remembered some, Esme...a little, Alice...none, Emmett...I wasn't sure. The only stories I ever heard about Carslie and Jasper revolved around their early vampire years...but I didn't remember hearing anything about their human lives.

And Edward...well...like the others...Edward knew very little about his human life. He only knew what Carslie had told him, and remembered nothing.

This fact disturbed me, and I suddenly found myself lossing my appitie. The piece of buttered toast in front of me now had the appeal of a dead rat.

I quickly got up, not even bothering to push my chair in. I dumped the toast into the trash, and the glass of un-sipped juice down the sink. I stood there for a moment, eyes closed, gripping onto the kitchen counter for support.

Edward remembered nothing.

And this bothered me even more than the fact that I may remember nothing. It pained me to know...that charming, wonderful Edward...my Edward, knew nothing about the human life that he wished so much he still had today.

I shook my head. There had to be something...anything...that he would remember. I considered the fact that maybe he wasn't telling me something about his human life...but I ruled that theory out quickly. He really did remember nothing.

I was so busy thinking, that I didn't even notice when Carslie stepped into the room. I had no theory as to how long he had been standing there, but I had a feeling it had been for a while.

"Bella." I heard him say softly, as if he was afraid he would bother my thoughts. "Is something wrong?"

Yes.. I thought. There was something very wrong.

And then...I suddenly realized something. If there was anyone in this world that would know anything about Edward's human life, Carslie would be that one person..or in this case...vampire.

"Carslie." I said, turning around to face the stunning vampire doctor. "Edward...does he...know anything...about...before?"

Carslie sighed and shook his head, and was quiet for quite some time. He looked up at me with deep black eyes. I noted that unlike Edward, Carlise was in need of hunting sometime soon.

"No Bella...he doesn't. Only what I've told him in stories...which aren't many"

I nodded, sinking in the facts I already knew. "Does he have...anything left over from his human life? Besides...this?" I asked...messing around with the engagement ring that was to remain on my finger for all of eternity.

It took Carslie a long time to reply...but he finally nodded his head. "Yes...he does. Come with me."

I followed a distance behind Carslie, as he lead me down the grand hallway that led to him and Esme's room. The door was open, so he walked right in, and I followed him...until he stopped beside a chest of drawers.

I sat down on the couch located by one of the windows that overlooked the woods behind the grand mansion and waited for Carslie as he dug around in the top drawer.

It seemed like hours, but it was truly only seconds, when Carslie turned to face me, holding something wrapped in a plain white cloth.

"This is all I managed to get from the house once I changed him. I didn't have much time, so it was the first thing I picked up."

With that, he handed me the object he held in his hands. I almost felt like crying. Whatever I held right now, was the only part of Edward's human life he had left.

I took one shaky hand, and parted the cloth, to reveal two brown leather journals...with a name imprinted on the front cover that I had grown to know so well.

Edward Cullen

I hope you guys like it...sorry if the first chapter is too short and lacks excitement...but I needed to introduce the story first. Thanks for reading, and please review me with any comments, constructive criticism, or ideas.

Hazl