(A/N: Hi! I just want to say, thanks to all of my reviewers on the last chapter. I appreciate them all. Just throwing this out there, this song is based on the song, Changes by Kelly and Ozzy Osbourne. Kelly's version fits better to the story.)

I couldn't stop repeating the fact that Edward was my boyfriend. He actually cared for me. I just lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling while Rose went on and on about how sweet the whole scene was. This was a big deal to her; almost as big as it was to me. For as long as we've known each other, I've never shown an interest in anybody. Now that I have and the feeling is mutual, it's like having your best friend congratulate you for winning a new car on Wheel of Fortune.

Deciding that it was late enough to take a shower, I got up and dressed in my wrap-around robe.

"I'm going to the shower," I announced picking my shower caddy up and heading out the door.

I had so much to think through now. Taking a shower gave me an excuse to be by myself for a little while and the hot water allowed me think on a more reasonable level. It relaxed me.

I started out thinking about finals. It was the easiest to work through at the moment. They were starting on Monday, only three days away. I felt confident about all of them except for the 'Adolescent Behavior' class. It was only the terminology that intimidated me. Thankfully, that final was first; it would be done and over with first thing.

Then came the harder things to think through. Edward and I was a couple. Simple, yes? Not really. The time we had spent together was productive. Most of it spent on studying. What will happen next semester under a different course load? I only have to take twelve hours as opposed to my normal eighteen. Will I really have the time to spend with him? Will he have the time for me? I know that I became attached to him quickly; most of my thoughts revolved around him already. If we don't last, what would I do? I couldn't stand to loose anyone else, even if it's just in a relationship.

This had to be the hardest thing I've ever had to think of. Whenever he held me tight, I felt safe. I hadn't felt like that in another's embrace since...daddy. Just thinking about him brings tears to my eyes. I had forced the memories of him to the back of my mind after he had died. He haunted my dreams for a long time, and eventually they faded. That one hug from Edward brought back the flood of emotions and memories. In his kiss, I felt love and compassion. Could he possibly feel as deeply about me as I do him? How deeply is that? Is it love? It can't be; I told myself that I would never love another person again. The people that loved me died in horrible ways.

"I miss you, daddy," I whispered into the steamy air. The tears were flooding my eyes, making my vision blurry.

"Bella?" I heard a familiar voice.

"Yeah?" My voice sounded choked up and I hurried with clearing it, making it sound stronger.

"I heard the fantastic news about you and my brother!" Alice's voice exclaimed.

Her voice echoed like she was in the entrance of the shower room. She sounded very happy to be talking about the latest Alumni Tower gossip.

"What news would that be, Alice?" I teased her. She might distract me; hopefully make me stop crying by talking about the highlights of tonight.

"Like you don't know! How did he ask you?" she went on; her voice chimed like bells.

"He started talking about this girl who he couldn't get off his mind. I got upset because I thought he was talking about someone else. Then he kissed me and said it was me," I chuckled at the memory. "He told me that he wanted to be there to catch me every time I fall. How could I refuse an offer to never fall flat on my face again?"

Alice did the trick. I had stopped crying and was now laughing.

"He's always had a way with words. Be careful Bella. He can be very manipulative when it comes to getting his way. I can remember when he told me that if I did his homework, he would get an ice cream,"

"How is that manipulative?" I asked turning the shower off.

"I did his homework and he ate the ice cream," Alice said.

I wrapped my robe around me and stepped out to find Alice sitting on one of the benches in the shower room with a sour face. She made a laugh emerge from me once more.

"Did you come in here to make sure the news was true?" I looked at her as she stood.

"Pretty much, yeah. Rose called and told me. I just had to hear it from you and she said you were in here, so here I am!" the pixie stated.

"You crack me up, Alice," I told her.

"Stick around; I'll be here all week," she said comically as we walked out of the shower room.

"Well, I'm going to go congratulate my brother on finally getting a girlfriend and then snuggle up with Jazzy. Goodnight Bella," Alice said as we departed ways.

My wet shower flops squeaked against the tile as I made it back to my room. I opened the door to find Rosalie's bed had a large hump that extended from the head to the foot. Putting the caddy down loudly, I saw the hump jump.

"Rose?" I called.

"OH! Uh, hey Bella," Rose sounded breathless, but the giant mass made it so I couldn't see her at all.

"Hey, Bells,"

"Emmett?" What on earth?

I gasped and shrieked. They couldn't be!

"I uh, I'll just grab some clothes and be on my way. Don't let me disturb you," I rushed to my closet and started pulling my pajamas out.

"Don't worry. I was just telling Rosie goodnight and it got a little heated," Emmett explained.

"Obviously," I muttered.

Emmett's booming laugh resounded throughout the room. He got up and patted me on the back as he strolled out of the room. I got dressed in my regular pajamas, sweatpants and a t-shirt.

"Did you leave enough hot water for the rest of the dorm?" Rose asked.

"How long was I in there?" I questioned curiously.

"Half an hour at least. Are you feeling okay?" Rose always knew what kind of mood I was in; it was one of the perks of being friends for so long.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just stressed out about finals. You know how that goes," I half lied.

"I dread that robotics final. Ever since Emmett asked me out, I've been a little distracted in that class. But, I'm going to go shower; that is if you left any hot water for me," she joked.

"Alright," I replied.

After Rose left the room, I moved the books that were on my bed from my and Edward's studying and lay down. My thoughts drifted from the kisses we shared to what I thought about in the shower. I sighed and flipped over on my stomach. I hoped that everything turned out to be alright. I didn't want to fight with another heartbreak. Soon, sleep was consuming me, causing me to slip into unconsciousness.

It appeared again. I knew it was a dream even while I was dreaming it. But, that fact didn't lessen the grip it had on me. I was driving down the familiar road where it happened. The same black car ran the red light that I was going through; the impact felt just as real as it actually occurred. Screaming for help, I grabbed my left arm, which I knew was broken. Minutes passed and all I could do was cry out in pain; then I heard them. The sirens blared through the cab of my rusty old truck, and I knew what was going to happen next. It was the worst part. My dad, the police chief of Forks, got out of his cruiser and ran to my side.

"Bella? Are you alright?" His voice was strained like he was trying not to cry with me.

"I think my arm is broken. I love you daddy," I knew I put the last part in subconsciously in my sleep, but it needed to be said. I needed to hear him say it back.

"I love you too, Bells. Hold on a minute; I'll get the EMT's to look at your arm. I have to go check on the other driver, but I'll be right back. Okay?" He told me as he reached through the window and brushed my bangs out of my eyes.

I nodded and watched as he walked over to the driver's side of the other car, tears poring down my face. I couldn't pull my eyes away, even though I knew I didn't want to watch what was coming. The driver looked up at him slowly and his arm flexed and the gun was visible. Three shots sounded simultaneously and I screamed for my dad. I watched as the impact threw him off balance and he fell to the pavement.

The truck held me prisoner. The door was jammed; I couldn't get to him. Screaming frantically, I tried my best to get out of the beaten driver's side door. He was dead and I desperately wanted out of this nightmare. But it wasn't finished; it wouldn't stop until it played itself all the way through, torturing me every second of the way.

The driver looked through his windshield, just as he had in reality, raised a brown, long necked bottle of beer to his lips, and smiled at me. The bastard had the nerve to smile at me. He killed my father and he looked proud of his drunk self for doing so. I felt the pain wash away, only to be replaced with rage and revenge.

He cocked his head to the side and shook it, like he didn't approve of my behavior. I saw the barrel pointed at me; the only protection I had was his windshield. I heard three more shots ring out, but I didn't feel them. My eyes were clenched together tightly; I didn't want to see my death coming at me; even though I knew I wouldn't die in this dream. Even if I willed it to be, it would never happen.

As I slowly opened my eyes, I automatically looked over to the drunken murderer. His head hung limp, off to the side. Blood ran down the right side of his face; he was dead. In my peripheral, I saw two tanned, toned arms with a gun pointed towards the dead man. I fixed my eyes on the man who saved my life. His hair was jet black and he was tall. I knew him as a friend of the family. Now I knew him as my savior; Jacob Black.

RPOV

I stepped out of my shower, thinking about Emmett and the recent make-out session that had been interrupted by Bella. She was finally taken by someone she deserved. Edward seemed to be the perfect guy for her; he was smart, they had a lot of similar interests, and boy, was he hot! That family sure has some good genes.

The room was dark, except for my lamp when I entered; Bella must have been asleep. She needed some rest after all that had happened today. I had just gotten my shorts and tank top on when she started breathing harder. I paused, listening to her; knowing what was coming next. I dreaded it.

"Daddy," she whispered in her sleep.

No, I thought. She had gotten over this a couple years ago. Why had this started up again? Jasper and I was all she had left of her past. I can't let this tear my best friend up. I won't let it. I reached for my cell phone, which was on my desk and dialed my brother's number.

"Hello?" He answered drowsily.

"Jasper, where are you?" I asked quickly.

"I'm in Alice's room. Why?"

"The dreams are back. I need you in here fast; she's already crying," I told him.

"I'll be right there," he stated as he hung up. His voice was stronger, more awake; he knew what I was talking about.

A knock at the door came a few seconds later and I rushed to it. Jasper rushed in with only his boxers on and went straight to Bella. She was like his little sister, and it broke his heart that she was heartbroken. He immediately fell back into the routine that had become so familiar to us. He pulled the sheets back and climbed in behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. I did the same, only I got in front of her. We tried waking her up, brushing our hands through her hair, rubbing her arms, but nothing was working.

"Bella, wake up. You're dreaming again. Wake up," Jasper and I kept repeating.

Oddly, there was another knock at the door.

"Come in," I told the visitor. I was shocked when I saw Edward at the door.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"Bella's having a nightmare, and we're trying to wake her up," I told him.

He was at the bed in a flash. I could see the worry on his face. The concern he had for Bella made me think that they're even more of soul mates than I thought.

"Jasper, do you mind?" He asked. Jasper obliged getting off the bed.

Edward immediately took his place, pulling Bella tightly to him. He brushed her damp hair out of her face and kissed her, wherever he could reach. It was starting to work. Bella's breathing calmed and the tears were becoming farther between. She sighed Edward's name.

"I'm right here, love. You need to wake up," he whispered into her ear.

Her eyes fluttered open and they landed on me. I immediately saw the pain the dream had brought her and the confusion of waking up to see me on her face. All I could do was give her a half smile. I knew what had gone on. I knew from experience what that nightmare does to her.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

"Rose, the dream…" she trailed. She didn't have to say more; she knew I understood.

"Thanks Jasper. It feels like you've been working out," She said, not knowing who was really behind her.

"I try my best," Jasper said, standing at the door.

Bella's eyes went wide. She patted the arm that had her wrapped up.

"E-Edward?" She stammered.

"Yes, love. I'm here," he whispered once more.

I knew she would be okay for the rest of the night. She had relaxed even further when he spoke to her. I got up from Bella's bed and strolled over to Jasper, giving him a hug and thanking him for coming over. He went back to Alice's room. I saw them facing each other, talking.

"Edward?" I asked. He looked my way.

"Thanks. I'll be up in Emmett's room. You two have a goodnight," I said stepping out of the door.

I prayed that she would get through whatever brought the dreams back. I couldn't stand to see her go back to the way she was after Charlie was killed. She had made so much progress, or so I thought.

BPOV

I felt strong arms pull me from the nightmare. Finally, refuge has come. Familiar lips were showering one side of my face and neck. At least a good dream came.

"Edward," I sighed wishing the dream wouldn't end.

"I'm right here, love. You need to wake up," the angelic voice whispered.

Wait, wake up? I felt those hands brush the hair away from my body. He's here? In the same bed as me?

My eyes fluttered open and focused through the tears that had formed, but not spilled. I could only see one person; Rosalie. She gave me a half smile, knowing what had happened. I should've known better than to wake up; I would've still had Edward whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

Rose and Jasper knew how to get me through these bad nights. One would lay in front of me, so I would know someone was there when I woke up. The other would lay behind me and hug me tight, trying to get me to wake up. When I felt the masculine arms, I thought it was Jasper; but I didn't remember him being this toned. It had been a couple of years since they've had to do this; I guess he could've started working out.

"Thanks Jasper. It feels like you've been working out," I stated, letting him know that he could let me go now.

"I try my best," Jasper said. But his voice wasn't behind me. It sounded like it came from the direction of the door.

I felt my eyes go wide as I stared at Rose. She just kept up with her half smile. I patted the arm and got to feel it; the feel of those arms made me feel safe once more.

"E-Edward?" I stammered, hoping it was him that had brought me out of my dark stupor.

"Yes, love. I'm here," He whispered.

I felt my whole body relax at his statement. The comfort of knowing that he was here, holding me, made me feel…loved; something I thought I would never feel from anybody except from Rose and Jasper.

Rose got up from the bed as I turned around in my boyfriend's arms, facing him. She thanked Edward for being here and said she would be in Emmett's room. Once the door was closed, I looked up at the man who took me out of my own nightmares.

(A/N: Okay, you guys know what has happened to Charlie now. I really want to know your thoughts; all of you! How did you like Rose's POV? There may be alternating POV's later, I'm not sure yet. Do you guys want them? I do have a favor to ask of you guys. This story is on 34 alerts, but only averaging 7 reviews a chapter. I appreciate them all, but I want to hear/read your opinions. Let your voice be heard! I accept anonymous reviews also; so send them in! Thanks for being my beta TwilightFan4Life. You're awesome. Thanks for reading!)