A/N: Tonight, this story just popped into my head and I decided to write it down, see if it would go anywhere? I think it is… The chapters won't be long but hopefully this story is updated daily or every other day for your entertainment.

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Chapter Two – Awakening

I was running… running to Bella at the far end of the tunnel. She wore a long and wavy white gown dress with golden trim lining the ruffles, her wavy brown hair blew up from behind her making her look even more like an angel than she already was. What I was running to besides the obvious? I had no idea. But I did know it must have been something really elegant and comforting. Why else would Bella be at the opening of the tunnel that would surely turn to hellfire once I reached it condemning me to hell for eternity for all of the horrendous sins I have committed. I knew for certain my Bella would never be at that entrance so I knew this tunnel had to lead to somewhere else. But where, I hadn't the slightest clue. I continued running, but no matter how far I thought I had run, I never seemed to move closer to Bella. She was still the same distance she'd been from me from the very beginning. I stopped running when I heard a faint echo from the voice of my angel. Holding my breath I listened and gasped when I heard her angelic voice.

"No, Edward, you must turn back."

Turn back? Turn back where?

"Turn back, Edward. You don't belong here."

I knew it… I knew if from the second I found out about my cursed existence; I did not belong in Heaven. I was a fallen angel so to speak and God did not want me tarnishing the goodness that his people deserved. But never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined my Bella telling me I didn't deserve Heaven. That was a new blow to me.

As if she could read my tortured thoughts, my angel spoke to me, "No, Edward. You belong in Heaven. But you don't belong here in Hell. Turn back now before it's too late."

She was keeping me away from the clutches of Hell? It was at that moment that my faith reconnected with my inner-self. Bella really was my angel. God must have made her my Guardian Angel and she was looking after my soul… Huh, I never would have guessed Carlisle had been right all along. But what had happened to me to get me here? I don't remember… dying. How did I get to this point? I was actually scared. Me, Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, was actually scared… the only person holding me together was my angel. I glanced down toward the end of the tunnel. She wasn't there. Where had she gone? My angel was gone and I could feel myself being tugged towards the gate of Hell. Was she wrong? Was she disobeying God in order to keep me away from the eternal suffering I so greatly deserved? I hoped God wasn't punishing her if that was the case… As I grew closer and closer to the fiery pit I noticed two shadows emerge. I felt fear grasp at my heart and gut… I heard the screams of endless counts of souls being tortured for sins they had once committed and I, too, would soon be one of those endless souls… A lost soul; a forgotten soul for no one could weep for someone too heinous to weep for. I saw horrid flashes of light that reminded me of a terrible storm that had once passed through Chicago when I was a young child. Lightening and lightning strikes along with a tornado had occurred scaring me to death. Well that's what Hell's light – or rather should I say its hellfire – reminded me of. As one of the black cloaked monsters, who I assume were demons, was about to grab hold of my arm and drag me down into the pits of Hell, I started screaming and begging for mercy.

"Help me please! God, please help me! Lord, I'm sorry! Give me a second chance!"

"Give me redemption, oh please, God! I am so sorry for sinning and killing. I was wrong. Help me, I beg of you. Please, God, help me!"

I felt my shoulder being shook, and my father's voice desperately pleading, "Edward, son, wake up! It's just a nightmare."

My dream had ended as soon I was shaken from my deep slumber and I just let my father's voice sooth my nerves that had built up from that terrible nightmare.

I felt my bed cave down slightly as Carlisle sat behind me and gathered me into his arms, holding me and rocking me. "Shh, you're okay, son. It was all a dream."

I was shocked to hear my breaths coming out in ragged gasps. I tried to recollect myself but I was failing to do so.

"Come on, Edward. Nice deep breaths now, in and out. That's it, in and out."

I followed my father's orders and after a few minutes I felt my breathing even out and I inwardly thanked my father for helping me stop hyperventilating. I felt my father move from behind me and lay my head down gently on my pillow. I heard mumbled voices in the room realizing my whole family must be there and that they were talking in vampire speed. I felt a firm hand take my hand and gently squeezed it as another cool and gentle hand rubbed soothing circles along my chest. Must be Carlisle and Esme… I felt myself slowly drifting off into calm, soothing darkness. Jasper must be here. He would be the one able to calm my anxiety this quickly. I realized I had made a promise to myself that I would awaken for my family the next time I had woken up, but I was too desperately and overly exhausted to follow through. So I allowed Jasper's calming waves to lull be back into a deep slumber… hopefully I wouldn't have a nightmare again.

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-Bella's POV-

Had I heard correctly? My fiancé… he was human? All I gathered from Carlisle's explanation was that Edward had been attacked while hunting and by the time they arrived Edward was unconscious and human. I was to be turned one month from now. Would I still want to be turned if Edward remained human if Carlisle found no cure?

Not only was Edward human, but he was sleeping and dreaming. Unfortunately for Edward, his first dream in over eighty years had to have been a nightmare. According to Esme who had been informed by Jasper, he felt fear, despair, and defeat rolling off of his brother. And Carlisle had added how he called out to the Lord for mercy and redemption. I could feel the tears welling in my eyes as I thought of my poor Edward begging for forgiveness. Even now if he were to remain human I could guarantee that he still felt like he deserved to be in Hell for killing humans all those many years ago. I just wanted to be up in his room cuddling him but his family wanted me down here until Carlisle gave him a once-over check-up, once he regained consciousness and was alert, eyes opened and communicative.

I felt someone sit next to me on the couch and I glanced over seeing it was Alice. I gave her a weak smile.

"How are you doing, Bella?"

I shrugged, "I don't know. It's a lot to take in when you find out your vampire fiancé is now a fragile human like yourself."

She flashed be a glance of understanding and patted my knee, "You guys will be fine. From what I've seen this isn't going to be an easy road. There will be lots of twists and turns but also some very lively moments shared between you and Edward privately." She smiled impishly in the end.

"Does anyone know what caused him to yell out for redemption and mercy?"

Alice's expression became grim and she sighed, "No, we don't. I didn't get any vision indicating what his nightmare was about. But we all know how much of a guilty conscious Edward has… Now that he's human, human emotions are pressing down on that guilt and probably causing him some emotional inner turmoil."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at this revelation, "Great," I sighed sarcastically, "That's just what he needs as he readjusts to humanity."

Alice just shrugged, "Like I said, Bella, it's going to be a long winding road. There will be several ups and downs but also some very shining-through moments. You just have to allow his life to unfold as time sees just."

I would always love my Edward for who he was inside not whether he was human or a vampire. But I would be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed about this current predicament in Edward's life. I was completely ready emotionally and mentally to become a vampire in a month's time. I had all my discrete farewells planned out for my family and friends. I understood all that I was giving up and realized I would never become a mother, but oddly I was all right with that knowing I would always have Edward in my life. But now that he was human and possibly would be staying that way for the rest of his life… was I ready to give up my chance at immortality? I was at peace with everything… But now that Edward was human he would want a chance at having babies and doing normal human things. Would I be willing to give up what I want – immortality – to get married, have children, grow old with Edward, and then eventually die? Selfishly, I wasn't sure...

I vaguely heard Alice gasp as a vision struck her and noticed she turned and glared at me, crossing her arms. In a dangerous whisper she spat, "Don't you dare act upon your selfishness, Isabella Swan! I thought you were better than that. You don't love my brother just because he's a vampire. You love him because he's your soul mate who you can't live without. So what if you guys aren't together for eternity through immortality. At least you'd get to live out your mortal years together and have the rest of eternity at peace instead of wandering around Earth for endless years not truly serving a purpose for your infinite existence."

I understood what Alice was saying but it really didn't change the way I was feeling at the moment but I gave her a grin and replied, "Yeah, you're right. It was just a selfish thought. Anyway, when will Emmett and Rosalie be back?" I asked changing the subject.

"Oh, they'll be back soon. Carlisle sent them grocery shopping and asked them to find certain necessities for our little human boy. I'd be surprised if they got back within the hour. God knows what they're up to."

Alice and I shared a good laugh at her remark, lifting up the dreary spirit we were drowning in.

"Where's Jasper?" I asked. I hadn't seen him since I arrived.

"He's up in Edward's room with Carlisle and Esme. Edward's emotional state is all over the place, so Carlisle thought it would be best to have Jasper there to calm his nerves when needed, especially after his nightmare an hour ago."

I nodded, that made perfect sense.

"Well let's turn on a movie and waste some time," Alice suggested and I agreed to it. "Have you seen The Handmaid's Tale?"

I shook my head, "But I did read the book."

I saw Alice nod, "Good, then you get the gist of it. The movie is rather different than the book but it still tells basically the same story."

"Awesome! Let's watch it." I exclaimed eagerly. The Handmaid's Tale was one of my favorite books.

I sat down on the leather, reclining chair and relaxed while Alice went to fetch the movie and set it up.

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-Carlisle's POV-

My heart, if it were still beating, would be beating erratically after hearing my son cry out to the Lord for mercy. That broke my heart. I knew Edward came from an era where God and Christianity were viewed as high importance, that all of their faith and decisions came from what Jesus wanted them to do, but never when I changed my son did I believe all of his faith would be diminished. I would never regret changing Edward because I earned a son from it, but I do feel guilty for causing this sweet boy in front of me to feel doomed to Hell for eternity. I knew deep down that the goodness Edward possessed would be a one-way ticket into Heaven even if he didn't believe so himself.

I held my dear wife to my chest as her tearless sobs lessened. After having heard our son's desperate screams, she had collapsed into me and cried. I couldn't blame her… I wanted to cry too. But I had to stay strong for my family, for Edward. My empathetic son sensed that because I knew he was sending me calming waves so I could hold in my emotions. I would have to thank him later for that…

A shallow movement that I caught from the corner of my eye brought my attention back to my now human son. Edward was flexing his fingers and balling them into fists.

"Esme, look," I whispered to my wife as she scooted to the chair beside me and gave me space to work with our son. Jasper moved to the opposite side of the bed and watched his brother closely as well.

I grabbed my son's hand and spoke, "Edward, if you can hear me squeeze my hand." I watched as tendons in his hands moved but physically his hand did not budge. I tried again, "Edward, squeeze my hand."

We patiently waited and a minute later Edward responded gently squeezing my hand. I heard my wife let out a relieved sigh as did I. Jasper stayed stone still, not breathing, as he stared intently at the teen laying in front of us.

I felt another light tug on the back of my hand and chuckled softly. I raised my free hand and ran it soothingly through my son's hair, "Good boy, Edward. Thank you. Now, Edward, in order to make sure you're okay I need you to open your eyes, son. Can you do that for me, Edward?" I knew I was repeating Edward and son constantly, but when a patient had been unconscious or comatose, the best way for that person to respond was by using his or her name. The first thing they were aware of when awakening was their self.

We watched with baited breath as we waited for the young man to respond. After several minutes of more hand squeezing, Edward's eyes finally began to flutter.

"That's it, baby, open your eyes." I heard Esme murmur as she stroked our son's cheek.

I watched my conscious son and noticed the look of concentration on his face. I knew then that Jasper was trying to coax Edward awake with his power. I smiled; those two may be different but they did care for one another deeply.

I squeezed my son's hand in return and urged, "Come on, son, you can do it. Just open your eyes."

Seconds later, after several flutter of eyelids later, Edward slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a few times as he cleared his vision but his eyes were now open. I had known what Edward's human eyes looked like but I couldn't help but smile at Esme and Jasper's gasp. Edward had revealed his brilliant emerald, green eyes… the young innocence shining out of them surprising us all.

"Edward?" I questioned watching his confused expression.

How he responded was something none of us were expecting – it was as if his memory over the past century had been erased, "Dr. Cullen, did my mother survive?"

A/N: I understand the way Edward awoke is contradicting the way his thoughts had been in the previous chapter. But trust me, it's all a part of the plot!

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