My eye lids lazily fluttered open and I briefly thought that I was in Forks. The room looked identical and if I was careful enough to keep my gaze away from the window maybe it would be like I never left. I could hear my heart speed up as I thought of the possibility of recreating forks in my little Alaskan house.

"Bella, are you okay?" Edward asked me, anxiously soothing my cheek with his thumb.

"I'm fine, I just forgot where I was for a moment," I answered pulling the comforter up higher around my neck, geez this house was cold.

"I'm going to go start a fire in the fireplace," he said, kissing my cheek, as if he could read my thoughts. As he left the room, I noticed something hanging on the door that had swung open in his speed. I flipped off the covers, a constant quaking rocketed down my spine from the cold as I stumbled over to the big wooden door. An engraved sign hung on the thick wooden door, I gawked at it as I traced my fingers around the letters, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, written in neat caligraphy, that made it look important and royal somehow.

As I stood there staring at the letters, I had a flashback to the day in the cafeteria at my first day at Forks High School. I remember seeing and hearing about the Cullens for the first time, and then my ackward encounter with Edward had made my stomach twist into knots everytime I heard that last name, I now it was my last name.

If someone had told me that first day of school, pointed Edward out and told me that we would one day fall in love and get married and move to Alaska so I could join his vampire family, I would probably point them in the direction of the nearest mental hospital. Yet here I was, staring at a sign that read, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, and it was referring to me. I got that familiar sensation of butterflys in my stomach and could hear myself involutarily sighing with happiness.

"Do you like it?" I turned around and looked at Edwards sheepish grin.

I turned back and traced my finger through Cullen again. "It's perfect," I smiled. I hadn't even noticed that my entire body was covered with goosebumps until Edward ran is fingers down my arms and grimaced.

I sighed, "You're going to run me down stairs and make me sit infront of the fire aren't you."

He chuckled, "I thought I was the mind reader."

"I know you too well."

He pulled me suddenly to his chest, his breath tingling my cheek, "Oh really?" He whispered.

I gulped.

He laughed loudly, as he swept me into his stone arms and rocketed down stairs, just as I had expected. Before he put me down he kissed me with his icy lips, my head was spinning from the mixture of speed and the lose of breath.

When he put me down, I was magically covered in a moutain of blankets, my head popping out from the peak, topped off with a red snow hat. "Show off," I muttered, I meant for it to sound more like a mutter but I was still fighting for air so it came out in little gasps. I hiccuped once and then buried my head in the moutain of blankets, my face surely scarlett red, matching the hat.

I heard Edwards soft musical laughter and then he was beside me, his finger stroking my jawbone made me shiver as my skin was beginning to warm from the fire. He noticed this and pulled away. "I never knew it was possible for you to be more fragile," he whispered, "but I guess it differs, based on what state you're in."

I grimaced, and he answered with a crooked smile.

Suddenly Edward's face froze as if he was concentrating really hard, and then almost abruptly, his expression looked mad, or fusterated somehow.

"Edward, whats--,"

He growled something under his breath that I didn't quite catch.

"Edward—"

He sighed, "Wait here Bella," he told me as he rose fluently to his feet and headed towards the door.

What was at the door? I tried to crane my neck so I could see what was going on, but in the attempt I almost fell over and demolished my moutain of blankets.

I could hear the door open and then click close. Then I could hear words being spoken so fast, and in a whisper, that it positivley sounded like music. And I was sure it was more then one voice, Edward and… I stopped short my face locked in place as I realized there was another vampire in the house. It was not one of the Cullens, that I knew for sure, I would recongize their voice. I strained my ears to pick up a word or two in their expeditious conversation, but failed miserably.

It seemed like a heartbeat later when Edward was back with our visitor. I could probably time it like that considering it felt like my heart was in my ear, beating deafeningly. The vampire infront of me was stunning beyond description. Her beauty wasn't even a match for Rosalie's, which was saying alot. She had blonde hair that feel over shoulders, cascading into a glossy mass of blonde curls, and, of course, pallid white skin that looked breakable to the touch. Her eyes were hyponotizing, they were gold, just like the rest of the Cullens, but they seemed to fade out to black at the edges. Her entire appearance amazed me, I forgot to breath as I gawked at the her, my appearnce, was most definatley painful to look at, but I had forgotten.

The girl giggled when she realized I was staring at her, eyes wide.

"Bella," Edward interrupted, a guilty and fearful look in his smoldering golden eyes as he measured my expression, "This is Tanya," he gestured towards the lovely girl, "Tanya, this is Bella."


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