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Last chappie:

"He drank from a bear?"

"Yeah," Jasper said, "He found one in the forest apparently."

"But bears are Emmett's favourite," I said.

"Well Edward found it. I guess he couldn't find anything else," Jasper said, tucking some hair behind my ear, "The forest was quiet today."

"Hmmmh," I said. I kissed Jasper lightly then squirmed out of his arms. "I'm going to see Edward," I said.

Edward was lounging on the sofa when I came downstairs, his eyes fixed on the TV. He wasn't really watching it. He had no expression on his face, and it wasn't just a blank poker sort of face, it was really nothing that showed any type of feeling in him. It unsettled me.

"Edward?" I asked softly.

He turned his head to look at me but it felt like he was still miles away, not really listening. His eyes were glazed over. I walked lightly forward, and sat beside him on the sofa.

"How was the hunt?" I asked.

"Fine," he answered in a monotone.

"Edward," I muttered, putting a finger on his chin and turning his face to look at me. "Are you even listening?"

He stared at me blankly for a couple of seconds, then his eyes began to deepen in colour slightly and he blinked a few times. "What?" he asked, sounding genuinely confused. "What did you just say?"

"I was asking how the hunt went," I repeated, and could feel the small frown that drew my eyebrows closer, but couldn't relax enough to get rid of it.

"Oh… It was good for me," Edward said, "I found a bear. Well, two actually. But one was already dead."

"Dead?"

"Yeah. I guess the second bear I found must have killed it."

"And what about the others?" I asked, even though I knew most of it from Jasper. I wanted to hear it from him.

"Carlisle, Emmett and Jasper? They didn't find anything as big as a bear."

"Then why didn't you share the bear with them?" I asked.

"I don't know," Edward said. "Why didn't I share the bear with them?" he asked himself under his breath. "I guess I drank it dry myself."

He was acting oddly. But what could I do? And what was making him this way? I didn't know. All I could go by was the fact that he hadn't seen any other vampires on the hunt, so they couldn't have used a power on him. I shook it off and went upstairs. When looked, he had leant back against the back of the sofa, and his face had slipped back into the 'no emotion' mask. He looked odd… but I couldn't place what it was.

Bella's POV

I was just looking through Edward's meticulously arranged CDs when I heard footsteps on the stairs. For the past half hour, my eyes had been sweeping through the many albums, song writers, artists, singles and such like that were in his shelves. Everything I saw now looked slightly blurry, like I was wearing glasses when I didn't need them, or was trying to open my eyes underwater. I rubbed my temples.

"Bella."

My name startled me, and I whipped around. Edward was standing in the doorway, smiling. His eyes were fixed on mine and they were sparkling.

"Edward," I whispered in greeting. "I'm glad you're back."

"I'm glad it didn't take long," he said, crossing the room in a couple of strides and taking the CD case from my hand. He pushed it back onto the shelf then kissed the palm of my hand.

"Was the hunting good, then?" I asked.

"Not really," Edward said offhandedly. He suddenly swept me up in his arms and carried me bridal style over to the bed.

"But at least you got something," I said. "Your eyes are the most beautiful shade of gold." I ran one finger down his cheek and traced the outline of his lips.

He hummed quietly under his breath in contentment, and then leaned back onto the pillows. I leant back beside him and laid my head on his chest.

"Don't catch cold, love," he said, and pulled the covers over us.

"Have you see Alice since you got back?" I asked. "I saw her on her way downstairs and she seemed kind of… anxious."

"Anxious?" he repeated. I loved the soft sound of his voice. It was so beautiful.

"Yeah," I said, "She was looking for you, I think. Did she find you?"

"Who, Alice?" He looked confused.

"Yeah."

"I don't know," he said with a frown.

"You don't know?" I said in bewilderment.

"No," he said. He was silent for almost a minute, and then he spoke again. "I can't remember."

"You can't remember?" I repeated, knowing that I was probably starting to sound like a parrot.

"No," Edward said.

"What was the last thing you remember, then?" I asked, trying to make sense of this nonsense in my mind.
"I remember hunting… and drinking from a bear. Then I don't remember a bit for a while… and then I remember Jasper, Emmett and Carlisle talking to me. Then I know we must have run home, because the next thing I remember was coming into this room."

"Why can't you remember?"

"I don't know," Edward said, with a troubled look on his face. "You know, this might sound stupid, but it feels like very familiar faces seem to wake me from a sort of dream. Seeing you when I came into the room must have 'woken' me."

"This is weird. I don't understand."

"Neither do I."

We thought in silence for a while, or at least I tried to think. Edward's sweet breath on the top of my head and his soft kisses on my scalp made it hard to think.

"But," I started, "If that theory is true… then why didn't you 'wake' when you saw Alice? She's familiar."

Edward frowned in thought. "I must be wrong, then."

"Why don't we go and see Carlisle?" I asked.

Edward was silent for so long I thought he might not have heard me. I repeated the question. He was silent some more.

"Edward?" I whispered, sitting up and turning to look at him. He had his eyes closed, and was not moving. He looked like he was asleep, but of course that couldn't be the case because vampires can't sleep. "Edward!" I said slightly louder. I shook him lightly by the shoulders, then harder. He didn't respond. I was about to scream for help when his whole body shuddered and his eyes flickered open. He started gasping loudly, and gathered fistfuls of the bed cover in his shaking hands.

"I'm going to call Carlisle," I said.

"No, no," Edward moaned loudly. He thrashed about on the bed and made dents in the iron bedpost with his head. "Please Bella… get away from me!"

I jumped off the bed, worry rising in me like a wave. Edward continued to thrash about on the bed, but there was nothing I could do, because if I could too close to his body he could hit me fatally or crush me with his vampire strength.

"Why can't I call Carlisle?" I asked him.

"No, no, no," Edward moaned. Then his gorgeous golden eyes rolled back into his head. That was the last straw for me. "CARLISLE!" I screamed at the top of my voice, "HELP!"

Hearing my scream, and worrying at the tone of my voice, Carlisle burst into the room a second later.

"Bella, what-" he started, but on seeing Edward, rushed over to him.

"What happened?" Carlisle said. He tried to hold Edward down, but Edward kept evading his arms and seemed to get a massive reserve of strength from somewhere. The bed began to creak. The noise that Edward was making whacking into Carlisle was like a rockslide, louder than anything I had heard before. I put my hands over my ears.

"I don't know! I was just talking to him and he didn't reply so I looked at him and he had his eyes closed and so I called his name and shook him a bit and after a while his body shuddered and he opened his eyes and started shaking and moaning-" I started, my voice getting higher and higher towards the end in worry.
"Bella!" Carlisle scalded. "Slower!"

I started off again, but Carlisle held a hand up to silence me.

"EMMETT! Come here! I can't hold him down on my own!" Carlisle shouted. All the vampires, including Rosalie, appeared at the door.

"What's wrong with him?" Esme screamed, running over to the bed. Emmett and Jasper ran over and helped hold Edward down, and it was only between the three of them that he finally stilled. But still his body shuddered like ripples of shock going through him. I began to cry.

"Bella…" Edward groaned suddenly. He held up one still arm towards me. "Bella…" he moaned again.

"Is it safe to go over?" I asked Carlisle. He nodded once, so I approached the bed.

"I love you, Bella," Edward muttered. He was finally still.

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