Thank you so much all my readers, for the reviews...00 8 reviews for the first chapter..i swear i almost feel over and felt the need to add another chapter, while working on my other twillight story, never yet forever, which by the way, for all u readers of that as well. I will have the next chapter of that up by the end of the week, Promise, but until then. Onto chapter 2

And also i notice that ppl have added this to their story, so i only think it is fair that I add mine..ok..so as much as i wish i could be stephenie meyer and claim these awesome characters, it is sad to say i dont own them nor will i ever, but there is no law that says i cant dream that i do right?

lol ok enough with my chatter onto the rest of the chapter.


BPOV

I woke up to the early morning light that draped into my room silently. I groaned and rolled over trying to block out the sun's lights. I suddenly bolted upward, noticing Edward wasn't at my side. I looked around the room to see that he still wasn't there. Panic began to flood through my body, and like an anchor made me begin to descend into the hole of emptiness that I had felt not to long ago when he had left me once before.

My heart began to beat faster, as my breaths became gasps. I put my hand over my chest taking deep breaths. No. He promised he wouldn't leave me again. He said he would stay. Maybe something came up and he will be back later. Yes. He will be back later and then it will all be alright. I laughed a little as the pain in my chest dulled. I sighed when it was finally numbed and sat up.

As I was getting out of bed, I suddenly heard footsteps coming down the hallway. I gulped and laid back down covering my face with the blanket. If it was Charlie, it would look as though I were asleep. My mind wondered towards another theroy though, what if it wasn't Charlie, or any of the Cullens. I mean I did have an odd sense of attracting danger. What if..

"You are one bad actress you know that. I could hear your heart from all the way downstairs. I say that career is, like i said before, not a good choice for you." A familar voice said lightly. Immediatly I threw the blanket aside to see Edward smiling down at me.

"Edward!" I yelled, hoping that Charlie had already left. Judging by his reaction, my dad had already left. I clung to Edward, fighting back the tears in my eyes. His arms wrapped tightly around me. "Bella, honey, what's wrong?" he asked.

I shook my head taking another deep breath, breathing in his scent. It calmed me down a little. "It's nothing, I am just really happy to see you. I whispered, kissing his neck. . He sighed pulling away, not seeming to buy my little lie.

"Bella." He whispered, the pain in his eyes, like I had seen last night were coming back. "I told you before I." he began ,but i immediantly cut him off.

"Edward, I don't want to hear it because I already know what you are going to say, and I believe every word that you are going to say." I replied, watching intently as his eyes softened. He sighed before kissing me. When we finally broke apart, my gae shifted over to the pictures that lied on my nightstand. They were in a neat pile nearest to the bed.

I felt his gaze shift over to them as well. "What are you thinking?" he asked, hinting a sense of curiousity in his voice. I bit my bottom lip trying to think. There had to be some kind of records of his parents right? Maybe a picture or two or something, anything? I just wanted to be able to do something to help him because I never wanted to see him like he was last night ever again, if I could help it.

An idea suddenly came to mind. I forgot all about his question before jumpin out of bed and turning on my computer. As it warmed up creating all the noises of being brought to life again, I hoped back on the bed and snuggled into his arms. "I am thinking that I am going to help you out." I said, my voice filled with hope, that I wanted him to catch.

He remained silent, while my computer finally jolted to life. I got off his lap again and grabbed his hand pulling him with me. "Help me with what?" he asked finally. That must of been why he was silent. He couldn't figure out what I had meant. I laughed, at the idea of confusing him.

"Can I ask you a question? I asked, suddenly aware that this idea might not work. He sat on the seat near my desk and pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around me. "You can ask me anything you know that." he replied, resting his chin on my shoulder, as I tried to figure out how to ask.

"Well, I was curious, that since you know your mother's name, do you know your father's name?" I whispered. He chuckled lightly before answering. "That I will always remember because it is my name. It wasn't uncommon during my day to name the son after the father. " he replied.

I nodded. "Do you know what he did for a living?"

He thought a moment. "I believe Charlisie told me he was a well known lawyer. My family was pretty wealthy. Why do you ask?"

I smiled typing into a search engine. "You will see." i said, praying at the same time that there would be something.

When I got to the search bar I typed in Edward Mason: lawyer

I pressed enter and waited till my computer found some sites. I scrolled down ignoring the ones that pertained to lawyers in general and ones with the name Edward or Mason. I sighed when I entered my fifth page and still found nothing. Edward haden't said a word the whole time. I was just about to give up when I typed in one last thing

Chicago Lawyers during the Spanish Influenza

I scrolled down the site lists again until one caught my eye. I clicked on it and it lead me to another screen with a picture of Chicago in the background. On the side it said

history of the windy city

the Spanish Influenza of the Early 1900's

chicago lawyers

victims of the Influenza

plane tickets cheap to chicago

buy

I ignored the rest of the list and clicked on the fourth option, figuring that the third would take me to the most recent to date known lawyers in the city.

The site popped up and a list of names, that were in ABC order flooded down the page and broke off into little segments.

I clicked on the M section and scrolled down hoping to find a name. My eyes went wide about half way down the page as I felt Edward's grip around me tighten. I had almost forgotten he was there. Some of the names were in blue, meaning I could click on it and it would take me somewhere else, while other names didn't

Luckly, this one did. It sent me to one final page that loaded with a picture at the top. It was of a man who looked much like Edward, weaing a tuxedo. He was sitting at a desk with papers on the right side, under the picture the caption read, Edward Mason 1914

Down below the picture was a summary with different subtitles, like family, career, life, and death

I clicked on the family and it took me to the section.

Edward Mason was the husband of Elizabeth Mason and the father of Edward Anthony Mason. His only child was born on june 20th 1900, and just a year before, Edward and Elizabeth Mason had exchanged vows.

Upon the sucession of his career as a prominat lawyer in Chicago, the rage of the Spanish epidemic had cut his life early. His wife soon died after and both were buried together in the Stanford Cementary in Chicago. Their son, who was presumed dead, was never found and became one of the many victims lost during the epidemic...

I stopped scrolling down and turned to look at Edward whose eyes were locked on the page. There was more information on the site, but I didn't know if it was best to contiune, so I turned off my screen, still keeping the computer on and turned back to Edward.

His gaze didn't move. I waited a second frozen, maybe this wasn't such a good idea. "Edward?" I whispered placing my hand gently onto his cheek. He still didn't budge. "Edward, answer me." I said, raising my voice a little.

He suddenly came back to life, jumping a little before his gaze met mine. I heard his quick intake of breath. "You alright?" I asked, placing my hand back onto his face. He nodded, and smiled a little. I couldn't tell if he was doing it for me, or if he really meant it.

"I'm fine, just...a little...overwealmed..but its alright." he replied, shaking his head slightly. I was confused suddenly as he rubbed his eyes like he was tired or something. I cocked my head to the side a little trying to understand his expression.

"What's wrong?" His hand lowered away from his face, and he shook his head again. "It's nothing, Bella, just a little...

He sighed smiling back down at me again. "So what do you want to do today?" His quick change in subject surprised me a little.

"Don't you want to look at the page some more. I mean it is about your father. Don't you want to find out all you can?"

He laughed a little. "I can look at it tonight while your asleep, that is if you don't mind giving me full access to your computer. I don't want to bore you right now, sitting and reading all day. Besides I am sure Alice is itching to take you shopping again. I can practically hear her begging me to bring you over now so that you both can go." He replied, amused by the sudden horror struck that came across my face.

His moved his lips to kiss my neck gently and slowly skimmed the middle of it till he found my lips. "But you know what? I think she can wait just a little longer because right now I want you all to myself." He whispered, kissing me before I had a chance to reply. Suddenly he stopped pulling back abruptly and holding the side of his head.

I couldn't hold back the scream that erupted from me as we both hit the floor, with a loud thud, my elbow hitting the side of the desk. I was sure it was going to bruise, but I ignored the pain and looked back at Edward who was holding his head tightly, his teeth clenched as he tried to sit back up. Every time he moved though, I noticed him shake a little before going back down.

I quickly moved next to him, grabbing him until he was sitting upward. "Edward! What's wrong!" I screamed, as he bent his head down and squeezed his eyes shut.

My hands grabbed his as I attempted to move it away from his head, but they wouldn't budge. It was as though they were glued on.

"Edward, please look at me." I begged, but he still didn't respond. After another minute or so, he still didn't move, his whole being captured in pain. Tears were running down my cheeks as I tried to talk to him, but nothing seemed to work. My thoughts were suddenly broken as he screamed.

My arms suddenly jerked around his waist as I pulled him into the tightest hug I could. I didn't know what else to do for him. I wanted to call Charlisie or Alice, or someone, but I was afraid of leaving him. I prayed hard, that it would go away soon. Please god, stop hurting him! I wanted to scream, but I couldn't find the voice to yell.

After a few more seconds I felt his body begin to relax. My arms tightened around him, as I heard his breaths come out in quick gasps. I let out a sigh of relief when I felt him stop shaking.

I gently rubbed his back, hoping more that it was over, and wouldn't come back. "B-Bella." he rasped a couple of minutes later, trying to pull away from me.

"Shh, take it easy." I whispered, pulling him back into me. He sighed, relaxing back to where he was. "Edward, what happened?"

I felt him shake his head, and then groan holding it slightly again. "I don't know. There was just sudden pain in my head and I just..I don't..." he rambled, "Then after that...I just..." he tried to go on. I heard a light buzzing sound coming from his side pocket, when he finally became silent again. I grabbed it out of his pocket before he had a chance to move and opened it.

"Hello." My voice was frantic because I knew it had to be one of the Cullens.

"Bella. What happened? I had a vision and is everything alright?" I choked back a sob as she spoke.

"No, Alice, something terrible happened and I don't know what to do?" I cried, as fresh tears feel down face. The next thing I knew Edward went limp in my arms. I screamed again, very sure that Alice and perhaps the rest of the Cullens that were there could hear me.


Crappy ending I know but I was tried when I wrote this last night. But yeah the next chapter will be here soon and i dont have to start school till after labor day weekend so, I can put up as much as i can. If you have time, u know the drill, review! Thankies!

-bree-