This is set pre-twilight. About five years before the Cullens move to Forks

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My Rock

Edward and I were hunting. We had only been gone a few hours, but I already ached for Rosalie. We were soul mates. I could barely imagine what it would be like without her… but if Rosalie was my soul, then Edward was my rock.

When I had… changed… a few years ago, I had felt uneasy with Edward. I thought he may have been intimate with Rosalie. Of course, that wasn't the case, but once that was made clear to me, Edward became my Rock. A block of stone unmovable in any way, but soft enough to care.

When I changed, Edward was sixty-three years old. My grandparents were dead at that age! I had thought that Edward was old, but then I met Carlisle. Over two hundred and fifty years old! I couldn't even begin to wrap my mind around a number that large. I knew that at some point in my existence I would be that old, but I didn't like to think about that.

Besides, I was thinking about Edward. After we had gotten over the Rosalie hurdle, I began to tease Edward. Honestly, who can resist teasing someone who will never fight back? He growls and threatens, but he would never hurt me. Perhaps that's why I feel at such an ease with him by my side. I could walk into a city of people and their wonderous blood and I know that Edward would be able to control me… stop me from making a mistake that I would severely regret. I don't know I even Rosalie could do that.

I turned my mind away from my thoughts and sniffed the air, sniffing out a grizzly. I had gotten away from my petty fear a few months back, and now bears were my favorite prey.

Bounding forward, I caught its throat between my hands and squeezed. I felt a vein collapse under my pressure and I struck my mouth into its throat. The warm blood flowed down my throat, partially quenching the omnipresent thirst. I continued onward, searching for another drink before turning once more to my thoughts.

I could never imagine Edward drinking from humans. He had told me about his 'rebellious' years, but it made no sense to me. Edward had one of the greatest resistances that I had ever seen. He could walk openly through a town and utter not even a growl. The only other people in our family that I could see doing that was Carlisle, or Alice…but they've had at least a century of experience. I doubt even Esme could compete and I knew the answer for Jasper.

Why hadn't I brought Rosalie? I miss her so…

'Wait… Wait… Edward can hear me. I shouldn't think like that, but…' I grinned. He couldn't do anything about it. He was miles away. He could still hear me though! I laughed aloud. I may enjoy tormenting him, but he was still my brother, my rock in the stream of blood. I once looked up his name on our computer and it means 'Wealthy Guardian' He's wealthy… our family is… but he is our family's guardian. I don't know what would happen if he left. He could stop me when no other could. I just hoped that there never would be a time for that. If push can to shove, though, I knew that Edward would stop me. And I thank you for that.

I projected my thoughts for Edward to hear although I knew that he had been listening the entire time.

"You're welcome." Edward appeared behind me, leaning against the trunk of an oak. "And no, I doubt that push will ever come to shove. If it does though, you can always count on me." He ran forward and shoved me in the chest. "Come on, let's get back."

Race you… first one there gets a new car.

Edward laughed as he sprinted ahead of me… "I've been wanting a Volvo…"