A/N: Thank you to my beta, araeo, for being her. She is all that is awesome.

I do NOT own Twilight...and that makes me sad all day. :(

EPOV

I led her to my car and opened the passenger side door for her. I made my way to the other side and slid into the driver's seat. Once I was in, she immediately pivoted to face me.

"OK. First, why were you spying on me last night?"

"I basically tell you I can read minds and that's what you're concerned about?" She narrowed her eyes at me and I sighed. "I don't know. I wanted to see you again. I had to."

"I have a phone, Edward."

"You were asleep!" I defended.

"Oh, so stalking me was clearly the better option here."

I felt the heat rising in my cheeks. I turned away and lowered my head. "I just wanted to see you again, Bella. I had no idea you'd be...dreaming so loudly." She blinked and her cheeks took on that shade of pink I'd come to love.

"So now what? You want nothing to do with me and yet here we are."

"I never said I wanted nothing to do with you. I said it would be better for you this way."

"Well, I like this way," she said, flicking her hand between us. She reached out and placed a tentative finger on my wrist. I still saw nothing, but she stiffened minutely at the touch. She kept her finger there, just watching my thoughts of her play out when she got to the one of me with my ear pressed against Alice's door.

A spark-- an actual spark -- shot from her fingertip and she yanked her hand back.

"The hell was that, Bella?!" I half yelled.

"Static. Nevermind that. What is it with you and spying on me?" she asked. She sounded angry, but she was fighting a smile. I thought for a moment.

"Bella, what did Alice mean about your mother?" She tensed again and her hand crept up to her neck grasping for something that wasn't there. I was about to tell her she didn't have to tell me if it made her uncomfortable when she began talking. As she recounted the story of her mother and why she came to live here, she left her hand at that spot on her neck, playing with the invisible object.

"I'm sorry, Bella."

"I'm sorry too, Edward." I didn't need her to elaborate that she was talking about my parents. We were silent for a few minutes and then I pointed at her neck.

"Why do you do that?" I asked. She looked confused for a moment before glancing down and smiling sadly.

"When I was 4, my mother gave me a pendant that said 'It can't rain all the time' on it to remind me that no matter how bad things could get, there comes a point when the sun will shine again. Whenever I felt sad or anxious, I found myself grasping it for comfort." I watched as her smile faded and tears began to fall down her cheeks. She bit her lip and took a long, shaky breath. "When I turned 15, I woke up one morning and couldn't find it anywhere. I thought I'd lost it. I looked everywhere and I cried for days. One night, I went into the kitchen to get some milk because I was having trouble sleeping. I found my mother passed out with her head on the kitchen table. She had a bottle of vodka in one hand and a receipt in the other. I moved to take the bottle and receipt out of her hands so she could try and get more comfortable. What I saw on the receipt froze me in my tracks. It was from a pawn shop. The description on the receipt read 'necklace, can't rain, $50'. She sold my necklace to a pawn shop for $50...for alcohol."

"Oh, Bella. I'm so sorry." I didn't know what else to say. She looked like she was fighting so hard not to cry anymore. I reached across the console and wrapped my arms around her. She didn't move for a moment and then she threw her arms around me and began to sob. I gently caressed her hair. "Shh, Bella. It's OK. Shh." Her smell flooded my nose and my heart sped up. An image appeared in my mind of my lips on hers and I was wondering if she tasted as good as she smelled. I felt her arms tighten around me and she let out a tiny gasp. She began to pull away slowly. As she did, her cheek brushed against mine. She pulled back a little more so that we were almost nose to nose. She looked in my eyes and I watched as hers flicked down to my lips and back up again.

She wanted to kiss me, and fuck if I didn't want to kiss her back.

BPOV

OK, so we weren't exactly maintaining distance here, but that flash of him with his lips on mine sent fire burning throughout my body. I looked at his lips and back up to his eyes. He wasn't pulling away and I took that as a good sign. I looked at his lips again while licking my own. I felt his breath increase as his grip on my shoulders tightened. He slowly leaned in and I felt the tell tale electricity intensify. My thoughts were cut off by his mouth on mine. It was warm and full of need. My hands trailed up his neck and threaded through his hair. I pressed myself against him and I could feel his heartbeat quicken. His tongue darted out and gently pried my lips open. I met his tongue with mine and relished the feel of it. His hands crept down my body and settled low on my waist. A moan escaped my mouth and I could feel him smile against my lips. He ran his hands back up the length of my body and brought them to my cheeks cupping my face in them. I shuddered at the feeling of his hands on me. I felt something building in my chest. It was almost painful, but at the same time, it made me feel somehow strong.

He tilted his head, deepening the kiss and I moaned again. Our tongues were frantic now, almost fighting each other. His hands fisted my hair and the pressure in my chest increased. It was becoming hard to breathe, but I couldn't stop. I bit his bottom lip and he gasped, pulling away slightly and opening his eyes to look at me. He stared for a moment before his eyes widened.

"Bella..." He pulled away to get a better looked at me. I let out a whimper and grasped at him to pull him back. "Bella, stop for a second and look." He turned my head toward his rearview mirror so I could see myself. I thought it was the light playing tricks with my eyes, or maybe the mirror was broken...or maybe I was just going utterly insane.

My eyes were moving. The color inside them was alive, moving in the most beautiful currents of the sharpest blue and the purest white I had ever seen.

It looked like lightning.

* * *

Twenty minutes later, we were still silent. I'd been periodically checking my eyes in the rearview mirror and eventually they reverted back to brown. Edward finally broke the silence.

"So, I've heard of people's eyes changing color with their moods, but that was a bit...extreme," he said. I couldn't even force a smile. I was scared. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to joke. Are you OK?"

"Yea. I'm just scared. I don't know what that was," I lied. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Bella, you are a terrible liar." I blew out a gust of air, exasperated that he could so easily see right through me.

"OK, fine. It started when I was very young. Weird things would happen whenever I was around electronics. I'd feel a buzzing sound, or my hair would stand on end...that kind of stuff. Once, I touched our TV when I was feeling particularly, uh, charged and it flickered on then off again. When things with Renee got worse and worse, it began happening less and less. Alice always said that because my mind wasn't preoccupied before and I could do it without even thinking. Then once I was overcome with concern for Renee's and my well-being, it sort of disappeared. I guess she was only half right. It seems to have been dormant."

"Alice knows about this?" he asked.

"Yea. It freaked me out a lot when I was little and I trust her. But it was never like that," I said, indicating us. "It was never so strong. When I met you, I started feeling the electricity again, but I chalked it up to the usual teenage hormones, you know?" He smiled.

"So why is it 'coming out' now?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe because I'm not constantly worried about Renee all the time. Or..." I trailed off.

"Or?" he prompted.

"Or it's you."

"Me?"

"Well I'm no scientist, but don't people with telepathic abilities emit some sort of...I don't know, wave of energy? Maybe it re-triggered it or something."

"That's...interesting," he smirked. "So I'm your conductor."

I laughed at that. "Aw, Edward," I said, drawing a heart in the air with my fingers, "you conduct me." I burst into laughter and he joined me. After all that had just happened between us, it was nice to laugh.

* * *

"So what about the other thing, then?" he asked once the laughter subsided.

"Other thing?" I asked, wiping the tears from laughing so hard off of my cheeks. Instead of explaining, he reached out and took my hand, thinking of our kiss. I felt the pressure faintly in my chest, as I blushed.

"Oh," I said, "that. I have no idea. That is entirely new to me."

"Hmm... Well, since Alice seems to know so much, perhaps we should ask her if she has any theories?"

"Perhaps." I couldn't help smiling.

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