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We are going to aim (for now) for twice-weekly posting, but, because of the response we had to the prologue, we bring you the first official chapter of Eyes, Look Your Last.

EternallyCullen & LisaDawn75

Eyes Look Your Last.

Chapter 1

Edward Masen smiled to himself as he stumbled through the undergrowth back the way he had come. The clearing was ideal... no, it was better than ideal. It was perfect. Bella was going to love it. He had been recommended that certain spot in the depths of the forest by an assistant working in Newton's Outfitters. Edward could only describe the place as a meadow. Wild flowers of several different colors bloomed and grew knee high. He loved the way in which the seldom seen sun in Forks broke through the clouds in places and warmed the gap in the trees.

Edward chuckled and palmed the bulge in his back pocket. He would return early tomorrow morning and make his preparations. He was glad that Bella wasn't one to question his every move, as he wanted to surprise her completely. He'd collect the picnic he'd ordered from the deli, lay down a blanket and then collect Bella. He knew that she would seem a little pissed at him when he suggested to her a hike in the woodson a Saturday morning, but he knew that she would give in and join him.

Edward and Bella had met on their very first day at Dartmouth. She was majoring in English and he in Music; they both wished to be teachers. Something between them had immediately clicked, and right from that very first day, they were inseparable. Almost seven years on, they were living together in the small town of Forks, Washington, where Bella had spent the later part of her teenage years, growing up and living with her father, Charlie, the Chief of Police.

When Edward had met Bella, he had been alone in life. His parents had passed away during his junior year of high school. They had lived in Chicago and had hit a patch of black ice during the holiday season, both being killed on impact. Edward had no other family and moved in with a friend of his mother's until he finished high school and received access to the huge trust funds left to him. The trust funds had allowed him to support himself at Dartmouth. Bella ,on the other hand, had received a scholarship and had taken a small job in a supermarket to assist with her living costs while at college. Once they had fully established their relationship, Edward had tried to get her to stop work and move in with him. He had wanted to provide for her, but she had never liked the thought of Edward spending his money on her. She had told him that it was unnecessary. The only time she had allowed him to use the money he had come into was when they needed to put a deposit on their home when they relocated to Forks. Although, at first, she'd not actually been too happy about that idea, she had known that it was the only way, seeing as Edward was against renting.

They had slotted into each others lives very well and had ignored people's comments about the two of them both living and working together. For Edward and Bella, the situation was perfect, and it worked for them. Like all couples, they'd disagree, but they never allowed themselves to go to bed angry. That had been one thing Edward had learned from his parents who had been happily married for twenty-five years when they had died. "Always end your night with an 'I love you', son. It may not resolve the problem, but you will wake up knowing it's a brand new day."

Edward knew it was time for them to take the next step. Marriage. It wasn't something they had spent much time thinking or talking about. Edward knew that Bella had a slightly grim view on marriage as her mother and father had wed young, Bella had surprised them early on, and then when she was just three months of age, Charlie and Renee Swan parted ways with Renee taking Bella across the country. Until Bella was seventeen, she'd only visited with her father once or twice a year. Renee remarried and was very happy with her younger husband, but Bella still had her doubts about making vows. In some ways, Edward could understand her thoughts and reasons, but he also wanted to make her see the ways in which is could be great. He wished that she could have met his parents. Edward Sr. and Elizabeth Masen would have adored Bella.

So he was going to take the plunge. The following morning, Edward was going to ask Bella to marry him. He wanted them to belong to each other in every way humanly possible. He was both excited and nervous. He didn't fear her saying 'no' to him, but he just hoped that it would feel as right to her as is did to him.

Edward was so deep in thought that he didn't see the uplifted root protruding from the mossy forest floor, nor had he realized how close to the edge of a small cliff he was. A small stream flowed quickly below.

Edward tripped. He instinctively threw his arms out in front of him, trying to break his fall, but it was too late as the ground was slippery and lethal. He found himself sliding across the sloped ground and then falling a short distance... and then, nothing.

Edward sluggishly opened his eyes, expecting the excruciating pain to come from whatever bones he had broken in the fall from the cliff. But, nothing. He felt absolutely nothing. No pain. Just numbness and sluggishness. He tried to turn his head to take stock of his injuries, but found he was unable to move. His eyes, however, he was able to turn, and what he saw sent a shot of panic through his lifeless body. Blood. Everywhere. It was dripping from his body from someplace - or multiple areas - and he knew that at that rate, he only had a short time to live without help.

Bella, oh, my Bella. I'm so sorry, love. I never meant to leave you like this. I hope you'll... be...all right...

Edward's thoughts began to slow down as his brain received less and less blood flow; most of his blood was leaking out around him on the ground. He was vaguely aware of the fact that he must have broken his neck in the fall, thus the dead feeling throughout his body, and he was actually grateful for this, as he was not suffering in pain from the multiple traumas that must have occurred. He didn't know how long he laid there, but when the sun went down and the air became chilled, he knew he had been there for hours.

Before he closed his eyes, for what he knew would be the last time, he again thought of Bella, waiting for him at home. He prayed she would be okay.

Suddenly, he heard a voice coming from the trees. It sounded like the voice of an angel, but he thought that he was probably delirious due to blood loss. Edward could not make out the words the melodic voice was saying, and he only prayed that it was as comforting as it sounded. Before he closed his eyes for the final time, the angel came into view, and he had to concentrate to get his vision to focus.I thought angels had wings,he thought, his logic becoming random from blood loss.This one reminds me more of a fairy without wings than anything. She's awful little... how is she going to fly me to Heaven?

Alice Cullen had been out hunting alone in the woods when her sensitive hearing had heard a man screaming in panic, and then her nose had picked up the smell of human blood and of decaying flesh. She closed her eyes and saw a brief vision of a beautiful man with green eyes tripping and sliding off of a cliff. He was now laying at the base of the rocky ledge, his body broken, quickly exsanguinating, and gangrene setting in to the exposed flesh of his open wounds.. He would be dead very soon. Alice dropped the dead mountain lion at her feet and was suddenly rocked by yet another vision. This one had this man as part of her family, his green eyes now replaced by vivid red.

She suddenly knew what she had to do.

She had to get to the bottom of that cliff and save him before it was too late.

Alice hoped that she would be able to get him home to Carlisle in time and explain her vision to him. She prayed he'd be able to help this man. She, however, wanted to change him herself, although she was a little affected by the blood loss around her and the burning in her throat. Alice had never bitten a human being before with the intent of starting the transformation. She thought about it for a few moments, her eyes raking over the mans broken body. Of course, the blood was affecting her, but she didn't wish to drain him. Alice was still afraid, however, and Carlisle had made the decision to change someone before. He'd done so with both Esme, Rosalie and Emmett decades ago - and they had both been close to death.

Her decision made, she was going to do the right thing and take him back to the house. She knew that she could make it back there in twelve minutes if she ran with him. So she, as gently as she possibly could with her stone grip, picked his limp and lifeless body up off the ground.

Alice froze, fast moving images flashing before her eyes. She was running, and then she realized that the man's heart had stopped. It was so sudden. She then saw before her another vision, this one of her and the man on the ground, her mouth brushing across his carotid. She had never transformed anyone before, as most of her kind did not have the will to stop, but most of his blood was back at the accident site, soaking into the could do this.

If she was going to save him, she had to do this. And now, or he would die.

She sunk her teeth into his carotid artery, holding him still when he jerked from the pain of the bite and the venom entering his system. She sealed the wound closed with he tongue, as she had heard Carlisle tell of, and then ripped his jeans even farther, biting at both femoral arteries. The sooner she got the venom flowing through his system, the more of a chance he had.

And she could not let him die. She just couldn't. He was now family.

Alice knew that she had to get the man back to the house as quickly as possible. She knew some of what to expect. The process of transformation from human to vampire was going to be excruciatingly painful for the man, and he would cry out in agony - very likely scream. His whole body would start to burn as the venom licked away at him. Three days of sheer pain - torture. Alice shuddered at the thought.

Alice didn't remember anything of her own transformation, but she'd heard stories from others of her kind, and of course, her family members. All the stories had been the same, and although she felt the guilt of having caused him the pain, but she knew that within seventy-two hours, it would all be over for him and he would be pain free for eternity.

As she continued to run through the forest, he came to enough to mutter one word. "Bella..." She wondered for a moment who this Bella was and who she was to the man. Perhaps a sister, a child, or his wife. Goodness, what would this woman think? She must have been terribly concerned for his well-being. She wondered if Bella, or anyone else in the man's life, knew where he was - and if they would come looking for him.

And so she ran as fast as her speed allowed her, calling out quietly as she neared her family's was no need to shout, as she knew that they would hear her. She wasn't surprised when she saw the figures of her beautiful parents standing in between the white pillars on the porch.

Carlisle stepped forward as Alice approached them, his hands clasped together in front of him. Esme remained further back, as still as a statue, her topaz eyes warm. Alice met her gaze for just a second before stopping in front of Carlisle.

She explained to him hurriedly how she'd discovered the man while out hunting - and how she was glad that Emmett and Jasper had decided that they would go out of the state for the weekend. Although Alice missed her mate and brother, she knew that if Jasper had been with her when she had discovered the man, he would have ended up being a meal, and Alice would have not been able to help him.

Carlisle nodded and took the man from Alice gently, holding onto him tightly. The man was writhing and moaning, his knees curled up to his chest and his hands balled into fists.

Alice stepped back and watched as her adoptive father stepped into the house with the man. Esme joined her and wrapped a comforting arm across her shoulder. Alice leaned into her and sighed.

"You have done well, Alice. I would have never had the strength or control to do that," Esme whispered to her.

"I hope so," Alice replied, closing her eyes and exhaling deeply. "I saw him... he was a part of our family. I hope I have done the right thing."

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