Title: Memento Mori Remember Mortality (Chapter: 2/??)

Rating: M/NC-17

Pairing: Edward/Bella

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, nor the awesomeness of them. They belong to the devilishly deviant mind of Stephenie Meyer.

But, I do own my… my…. well, nothing really.. Lol

A/N: How wicked am I? A twisted cliffy- J Okay! On to the second chapter!

"1918?" I repeated.

"Yes," Edward looked at me. I gasped. He was beautiful. Still, inhumanly beautiful and still mortal. The same copper toned hair, not yet as long as I was used to. It was carefully styled in a boyish style of this century. He wore a loose white shirt with a black button down vest with copper buttons. His pants were loose and dusty from the dirt road. "Did you hit your head?"

Oh, great now I am crazy. Well, look at me, a female in 1918 dressed, in what would appear to them, as guy's clothing. "Um, no. I don't think so. My head feels fine."

"Well, then, miss, we cannot leave you here in the middle of the street." Edward reached out his hand towards me. " But may I ask, what are you doing in those clothes?"

"Er- traveling." I blurted out. Well, it would be easier to explain why I was dressed as a man. Less conspicuous than traveling alone as a woman. " I'm sorry, but I did not catch your name?"

"That is because I did not give it, miss." Edward smiled, a crooked smile - my smile. Suddenly, tears sprang to my eyes. Edward- my Edward. What will happen when he finds out I am gone? What will happen to the future? Edward's -this Edward's- smile dropped. "Oh, I am - I did not intend to make you cry. Please, do not cry."

I wiped the tears from my eyes. "Oh, no. It is not your fault. You just remind me of someone. Someone I left behind."

Edward came to me and hesitantly put his arms around me. " Miss, I am so deeply sorry."

"Bella," I sniffed, clinging to Edward, as if hugging him would bring me back to my world, with my Edward. "My name is Bella. No more of this 'miss' stuff."

I buried my face in his clothes. His scent-oh, his wonderful scent- filled my nose. It was the same. Less intense, humanly- yet deliciously, the same. This began to clam me. It was familiar, like the rest of this Edward.

"Now, now, Bella. Please do not cry. If I tell you my name, will you not?" Edward pulled me up to his face.

I nodded, how could I deny Edward? Yet- "But I bet I can guess your name. Is it," I pretended to think. "Sniff- sorry….. Edward?"

"Y-yes it is!" His eyes, his green eyes, lit up with wonder. He let out a laugh. "I am not used to people this knowing about me. Usually, I am the one to have the hunches about them."

I was so, so very close to him. I wanted to reach out and touch his beautiful and flawless features. His high cheekbones and sturdy chin, not yet so apparent as his vampire form, but definitely there. Definitely Edward. My lips tingled with the anticipation of his, wanting, waiting for the crush of his sculpted lips on mine. Though, I knew I could not - should not- expect it. Still, his lips slowly came closer to mine. Slightly parted, they made there way to mine. My lips ached for his. The distance was too far. Yet, I could feel his breath mingling with mine.

I gasped. I couldn't. This wasn't Edward. Not my Edward. Yet, it was. He was. He was the very essence of my Edward. This was who he was. The Edward that I always longed to meet. To know. To feel. To love. He was truly Edward.

But could I bring myself to kiss him? Another man, per say? Would Edward get mad at me? For kissing him, but not him? My head was spinning. Would he blame me? Why wasn't I this torn between the kiss with Jacob. Because I did not want it. But this, I want this kiss.

Suddenly, the door on the porch of the house swung open. "Edward! Oh-"

A blush flew up the intruders cheeks and mine. "I am so sorry, Edward, I did not realize you were - um entertaining a guest."

"That is not what-" I started to protest, stammering on my words trying to get them out so fast. The woman at the door put up her hand.

"It is quiet all right. I trust my son. Well, did." The young woman laughed. "I am only kidding, dear. My name is Elizabeth. Elizabeth Mason."

The woman with the sunning shade of long copper hair, slicked back and pinned and rolled into a very elegant U-shaped Edwardian roll with flowers tucked gently along the inside, walked lightly towards me, hand outstretched. I placed mine in hers and she gave me a gentile squeeze, in which I returned.

"Isabella Swan," I replied, red faced. "Bella."

"Well, Bella, dear. I see you have met my Edward." She glanced over at her crimson faced son.

I gasped, I seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Blushing, he was beautiful. The red touching his cheeks, gracing his features. The sanguine reached across his nose and to his ears. Which Edward was more beautiful? It was hard to tell. Now, I fully understood why and how Edward loved it when I blushed. I am thankful that I have the pleasure to now experience what he has. A true human moment.

"It would seem so." I smiled back.

"Could we take this inside, mother? I fear it is becoming too hot out in the noon time sun. Also, I believe out guest is hungry from her travels."

As if on cue, my stomach let out a rather noisy agreement. I blushed. Damn. "Oh. I am terribly sorry. I am such a nuisance." I tried to copy their perfect eloquence of this century speak.

"No, dear child. That is not true. Allow me to get you something to eat. We were all just about to sit for supper." Elizabeth lead me into the house, with Edward trailing behind.

I slowed my walk to match Edward's pace. He looked at me wide eyed. I turned to him, "Sorry about that. It was out of place for me."

"No, it is my fault. I took advantage of you. However, beautiful you are I must still control myself." He took all the blame on himself. Typical.

"Edward," I sighed, blowing over the compliment. "Stop taking this upon yourself. It is both our faults and that's that." Childish as I may seem, I stuck out my tongue. "Mmmmnnnnn!"

Edward let out a laugh. One of heavens. His voice was not the bells I was used to, however it was lovely. Almost as beautiful. The same delicate tone I am used to. Edward.

"Mrow?" A cat rubbed its fur on my jeans. I sighed. I'm more of a wolf person. But I do have a soft side for felines. I bent down and petted the friendly tabby.

"He is the house stray, Thom." Elizabeth explained. "Meow, meow, meow. You are hungry, are you not?"

"Mowwww!"

Edward chuckled. He then led me into the dining room and sat me at the table, that once for me was always a prop. Elizabeth and Edward sat down and a younger woman came into the room.

"Please forgive, mistress, Master Mason shant be joining you for dinner. However, I do see you are entertaining. I beg pardon"

The maid nodded out and left us in a silence.

"Please, Bella dear, why are you alone? If you do not mind my asking." Elizabeth folded her hands patiently.

I quickly formulated a story. "Well, I was traveling, alone, to meet some relatives here. But they must have moved." I tried to look put out. But Edward- my Edward- always said I was bad at acting. "Now, I do not know what to do. I can't go back home, there is no one there for me to return to."

"Oh my! How sad, my dear. You must stay with us then! We shall have it no other way." Elizabeth stated firm. "After we sup, I shall have a room prepared for you. And you with no luggage. We must get you clothes, first of all. Edward, you and Bella dear must shop after we eat. I will be much to busy to go with Bella dear myself."

"Yes, I shall protect her, mother." Edward genuinely promised. He looked at me, kind and protective. I knew I would feel safe.

The meal of a meat and potato stew arrived. It smelled mouthwatering. And it was. More bland to the taste that I was use to, but delicious nonetheless.

Elizabeth took me away to 'dress me in proper clothes befitting a young maiden.' I was slightly terrified at that thought. Elizabeth tore into the back of her closet. She threw a camisole at me. I put it on. Muttering yeses and noes to herself, she finally drew out a white cotton dress. "Lovely, that should work. Bella dear, try this on."

I pulled on the very lacy material dress. She handed me shoes of death- heels, a white lace up boot with a white satin bow at the top. Elizabeth stared running a brush though my hair, pulling pins from her vanity.

"No peeking." She ordered, as she set my hair in place. She pilled and pulled my hair up, left, right and in all directions. Then, she stood me up and twirled me to face a full length mirror. "Okay, now, Bella dear. Look."

I peeked from feet up, the less dangerous parts to look at. Three lace ruffles cascaded down to the tips of my boots. The bottom ruffle had a delicate trim of lace, an elegant line of semi-circles dancing across the bottom, surrounded by flower patters. Each top of the ruffles had twin satin ribbons laced through the fabric. The dress flowed up to a satin laced trimmed V-waist bodice. The fitted bodice had twin double satin ribbons trailing down to the waist. In between the ribbons, a satin tie laced its way up the center into a loose bow. The neck line was very un-modest, for this time period, trailing low and trimmed with lace.

I gasped. In the transformation, Elizabeth managed to artfully apply some rouge and lip color. My hair was swept up into twin rolls that met in the back with the rest if my hair in a bun. Curls cascaded by my face, springing with every move. The beauty in the mirror looked surprised. Elizabeth gave me a shawl with the same lace pattern as the dress to cover the spaghetti-strap thin sleeves. As I wrapped the shawl around my shoulders, the beauty did also. I was surprised to find this beauty was me.

"A hat, too, it will be sunny. Now, off with you. We need material so I can have dresses made for you."

I made my way carefully down the steps of the house. I stumbled down the last step and cursed. I looked up and cleared my throat. Edward turned. I heard him gasp, then give off a slight groan. I smiled, and he groaned again as I took his arm.

"Now, to the market?" Edward led me away with a slightly stifled expression. It was on the verge of very happy, extremely held back and trying to be polite. I nodded and was led to the market.

A/N: Thank you all who have visited! Going in order of who visited first…. Thank you USA! Where I am from. And Thank you Poland! Some one from there read my first chapter! Woo! Or at least tried to read it! Lol And Singapore, I thank you. That's so cool. I'm international. To be honest, I did not know Singapore was in Asia, ahh the power of google. Ha I should have paid more attention in History. I got a A minus in that class though!! Hmm something must be wrong with our schools.. Hey I knew that!

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