Authors Note:// Song is, Frou Frou- Holding Out For A Hero, as heard on Shrek 2. Whoo. Happy Holidays guys! No more updates until after Christmas. Poor Mel, when she gets back she'll be going through like…five song fictions. XD

Dedicated to that Damned Canadian and Yours-For-Eternity because I think they are just so spiffy. XD //:End Authors Note

Where have all the good men gone

And where are all the gods?

Where's the street-wise Hercules

To fight the rising odds?

Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?

Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need

I roll over for what must be the millionth time and sigh. What happened to my Romeo? My Prince Charming? Where is he to fight this demon that attacks me? Isn't there someone, something, that can heal me? Shouldn't he be below my window, singing lullaby's to me, telling me to sleep and that all will be well in the morning? Shouldn't there be a man dressed in shining amour climbing up the wall to watch me sleep at night?

What happened the guardian angel that promised me forever?

I lie on my back and stay awake for hours, staring at the ceiling, decoding patterns in the paint. I needed someone. The gaping hole in my chest is burning and ripping and tearing away at my soul. Jacob was helping very little. Like a small band aid on a big cut. But he was helping nonetheless…

I need a hero

I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night

He's gotta be strong

And he's gotta be fast

And he's gotta be fresh from the fight

I need a hero

I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light

He's gotta be sure

And it's gotta be soon

And he's gotta be larger than life

What I needed more than anything was a hero to save me from my own nightmarish life. Someone strong, someone steady, someone who would promise me never to leave me alone again.

Who was I kidding? I needed him my guardian, my angel, my one true love. I could never replace him with someone else. He was larger than life to me, everything that meant anything to me. I needed to see him, tonight, tomorrow, soon, quickly. I wouldn't last much longer with this pain still consuming me. It was done with my soul, I could feel it, I felt 'damned' like his family.

Or maybe…maybe I had just given him my soul and he took it little by little as the days passed?

Somewhere after midnight

In my wildest fantasy

Somewhere just beyond my reach

There's someone reaching back for me

Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat

It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet

It's well past midnight and I can't stop dreaming about him. Daydreaming at night, not quite asleep but still lost in my own thoughts. I dreamed he was returning that I could see him just beyond my reach. I can see his outstretch arm, trying to grab me and I walk closer to it. But he takes a step back and I have to follow him.

I rolled on my side and curled into a ball, my wildest fantasy that he would return…It would never happen but yet I still had hope. Well, I must have if I kept thinking I would see him when I turned the corner someday…

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above

Out where the lightning splits the sea

I would swear that there's someone somewhere

Watching me

I shuddered, and closed my eyes tight, wrapping my quilt around my body tightly. I could swear that there was someone, somewhere, watching me. Perhaps it was him? Perhaps he had come back?

No, I was dreaming again, hoping, waiting, and wishing for something that could never, possibly, happen. I want him back though, so bad. I want my angel here with me to guard me and hold me.

I wanted to feel his cold touch again…Just once.

Through the wind and the chill and the rain

And the storm and the flood

I can feel his approach

Like the fire in my blood

The rain started up again, after time passed with him it became soothing but now, it was back and haunting me, mocking me. The room temperature dropped to freezing, it seems. I shivered and drift off into the dark sleep.

"Bella, I love you."