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Chapter 4: Discoveries

I hauled Edward down the hallway to his room. Once we got inside, I sat down on the couch and put my head between my knees.

"What's wrong now?" He asked in an irresistible voice.

"Nothing", I sighed "I'm just not excited about this. I mean we've barely even kissed and now I'm just supposed to stare at you naked?"

He chuckled. "Bella, I'm not ashamed of anything, and you shouldn't be either. Besides, Carlisle was right, it isn't like you never would've seen it."

I eyed him menacingly "I just didn't want it to happen like this."

His playful expression contorted into guilt.

"I didn't want it to happen this way either." He took a long pause and I realized we were talking about 2 very different things. "I shouldn't have let this happen. I should've seen Jasper coming. I should've..."

"STOP!" I yelled "You have got to stop blaming yourself for everything! If there was something you could've done, then you would've done it! Now, I'm perfectly happy with what I am now, because I get to spend the rest of eternity with the man I love. Why can't you be happy too?" If I could have cried, I would've been sobbing.

He was at my side in an instant.

"Darling, I'm so sorry. I just wanted it to be at the perfect time, and Jasper", he said the name with more contempt than I thought was possible, "had to ruin it all."

I gaped at him.

"You know he couldn't control himself! You could barely control yourself the first time you met me, and I didn't even have an open wound." I was ranting, but I couldn't stop myself, "I refuse to make him feel any worse about this than he already does, and I would assume that you respect your brother enough to do the same."

He growled. "How can I forgive the man who murdered you?" His voice was venemous. "If he hadn't done this, you would be free to live your life the way you want to, not the way you're forced to." He sounded mad enough to kill.

"If you want to blame someone, maybe you should be blaming ME!" I stood up from the couch, and paced nervously. "I'm the one that gave myself a stupid paper cut!" I was starting to get mad now too. Why did he always have to blame himself for everything?

I whirled around from my pacing to face him and found him without clothing.

I gasped and turned around, looking down at myself. I still had my clothes. I sighed. I guessed that my power removed the clothing of the person that the emotion was directed towards. But that didn't explain why everyone, including me, had been without clothes in the earlier fiasco.

"Do you see my clothes?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"No!" I was still embarrassed. This was going to be harder than I thought.

"I have an idea, look at me." I turned slowly at the authoratative command. "We need to see if you're making something up, or if you're seeing what's actually underneath the clothing. So I'm just going to remove my pants," I felt like I was going to faint. "and we'll find out if what you see changes. Sound good?"

"Aren't you embarrassed?" I asked warily.

"Not really." He answered simply.

I sighed heavily in defeat.

"Ok. Go." I was as prepared as I could be.

It was extremely odd watching him pantomime taking off his pants, at least that's what it looked like to me. To my astonishment, as soon as his pants came off, I could see them again. Then came the undergarments, if there were any; there was no way I could tell. I wanted to look away so badly, but a burning curiosity held me in place.

I saw a pair of black silk boxers fall to the ground. But I saw the same thing I had been seeing for quite a while now.

"Anything different?" He asked, sounding like a mixture between amused and embarrassed.

"No." I answered honestly, "But now I can see the clothes. Put them back on and see if I can see them once they go on."

He did, and as soon as they touched his body, they became as transparent as before.

"Ok." I said, trying to regain composure. "I can still see... you. What should I do now?"

"Try to calm down." He answered. "But don't look away from me, that might mar the results a bit."

I giggled. I couldn't believe any of this was happening. I breathed slowly and deeply for several minutes, never taking my eyes off of him.

Then, all at once, when I was ready to give up and try another plan, the clothes reappeared as quickly as they had gone.

"They're back!" I chirped, joyous.

"That's good. Now maybe we should try something new. I don't really like all this nakedness."

Something very strange happened then.

"That's not true." I said, completely serious.

He looked flabbergasted.

"What do you mean that's not true?"

"I just... I just knew." I was as confused as he was. "I don't know what came over me. Is it true?"

He looked sheepish.

"Well, I mean, I don't really mind, per se, but I mean I just..." He trailed off.

I laughed. "Don't worry, we'll probably have plenty of naked time once we figure this thing out." I was shocked at my brazen words.

He sighed happily. "I suppose we will. Now that you can see clothing, I think we should put this on the back burner and get you hunting."

It was then that I noticed that burning in the back of my throat. How could I not have noticed it before? It was worse than any thirst I had ever felt in my life. I saw him start, and I thought my face must have twisted at the unfamiliar feeling.

"Yes, we really need to get hunting." I agreed. "But I'm not sure I'll be very good at it."

He laughed, a glorious sound.

"Don't worry, love, it's not as hard as it seems, and I'll be there with you every step of the way."

I took his hand, reassured, as we stepped towards the foggy night.

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