(Hello, This is Ashley. Thanks for all of your support, and understanding for my time relapse. I have started to get back into a routine, and I hope that is comforting. As for the one extremely rude review, I just want to say that…hurt. It wasn't helpful, or anything nice, just rude. Please… Please….don't be so hateful. I have never been hurt by a review, but yours hurt. If you have a problem, come to me… sighs Okay…without further ado, here is the next chapter. Super long to make up for all the bad I have done. Again, I checked it closely, as well as my grandmother. She saw none, but she is a grandma, and she may have made a mistake. If you see anything, tell me, and I will try, and do better. Thanks.

---Disclaimer: As always. I am NOT Stephenie Meyer, I do NOT own Twilight or New Moon, I do NOT own the characters, and I do NOT claim these facts.)

In the morning the alarm went off, and it was loud. I pried my eyes open only to see Edward leaning over the alarm turning it off. I blinked to make sure it wasn't a dream. I wanted it to be real, but this type of stuff didn't happen to me. I was a loner kid. I have never had a real boyfriend. I am Bella Swan, yet here at 9:30am was a boy, and not just any boy, but the most handsome boy I had ever seen.

His hair was, as always, tousled. His eyes were a soft honey color, and his clothes. The maroon sweater clung to his pale features contrasting so well, and the jeans that had the faded touch in the knees. It was breathtaking, and unfair. How come he got the great looks, and charming personality. I always assumed from my secondhand assumptions that they didn't go together.

I was pulled from my mind boggling excursion by a soft chuckle from my God on earth.

"What," I asked sleepily, as I blushed.

"You have been staring at me for a few minutes."

"Oh…" I was mortified. Why did my brain have to choose now, when I was just awake, my clothes are wrinkled, my hair is a mess, and my breath smelled to zone out? "Sorry."

"Don't be," he replied in that softly voice I loved so much.

I nodded and sat up. Then I panicked. "Charlie!" My heart started racing, as well as my mind. My father would throw a fit if he knew that a boy was not only in my room before noon, but that he had slept here.

Edward was next to me in a split second, holding me to his chest. "Calm down… He's gone for work. I have great hearing," he laughed, "I moved out of you bed, and out your window to change and he never knew."

I knew I should ask a ton of questions, such as, how he did that, and etc, but I just nodded against his marble like chest. I didn't want a reason to be pulled away from him, but I got one as soon as my stomach growled some.

"I think you need fed, how about you wash up, and I take you out," Edward suggested.

"Okay, but I can just eat here." I didn't want him to spend his money on me.

"Nope." That was all he said as he stood in one fluid moment and walked to my door. "I will wait down stairs."

I agreed reluctantly. There was not going to be an argument, and I knew it. So I grabbed some comfortable yet nice looking clothes. They fit me loosely of course, but all of my clothes did since I've lost weight, and made the short distance across the hall for a hot shower.

I scrubbed myself clean, as well as my teeth. I wanted to smell clean to him…I had a feeling he had great smelling as well as hearing. Once I was sure I looked okay I made my way downstairs where Edward sat in a kitchen chair still as a statue looking at a picture of me when I was nine years old. I was holding my moms hand and smiling.

"I remember that day," I acknowledged as I stepped up behind him. "My mom and I went on a mother daughter date, and saw Titanic at the old movie theatre." I smiled at the memory. I cried for hours over that movie. "That was the day I learned that sometimes it is best not to have love." I frowned. It was true. Why fall in love with someone when they would die, and leave you all alone. Broken beyond repair?

"You look happy."

"I was."

"Was?" He turned his head to look at me.

"Well, I still am. I just mean on that day I was really happy. My mom and I were bonding, and we went to lunch, and all the way out of town just to go to a water theme park. It was exciting."

"So your still happy?"

"Yeah. I am." He looked a little shocked that I was happy. I could only guess why, so I averted my glance to the floor tiles, that reminded me I needed to clean the house.

"Can we go?"

"Please," I responded as I walked to the counter, and opened my pill bottles. I quickly took them with water, and slid on my coat with the help of Edward's skilled fingers, and we were out the door.

He got onto the interstate with his shiny Volvo. I was beginning to love this car. It always made me feel even more safe. If that was possible.

"How about pancakes," he asked sounding hopeful.

"Sure. I am starving." A crooked smile appeared on his lips, and that made me momentarily freeze, he did that so well. How he did it I have no idea, but he did.

He took me to a small café about thirty minutes from Forks entrance. It was a nice place, clean, and not to crowded. The place smelled of coffee, and even thought I didn't like coffee, it smelled nice. I could hear the soft sizzle of food on the back grill. Bacon, maybe? I was instantly in love.

"You like it here," he asked after I had stayed quiet, leaning into the bench with my eyes closed, taking it all in.

"Yes, very much so. It is so…" I looked at him and shrugged. "I don't really know what to call it, but it's nice."

He nodded, and smiled at me as the waitress came up.

"What can I get yall," she asked, with a heavy country accent. I blinked. I haven't ever heard an accent so thick so far north, but I smiled, and asked for an order of pancakes.

"As well as," Edward chimed in. "Orange juice, eggs, bacon, and toast, please." I loved that smiled that he completed that with, but I scowled none the less.

"I can not eat all of that…it's way to much."

"Just to please me."

I nodded some, and looked him in the eyes. I was mesmerized by his deepness. He always seemed to be studying me, and that should creep me out, but I was intrigued. "What are you thinking," my voice asked, sounded slightly cloudy, and far away.

"About what you are thinking."

"And what might that be."

"I have no idea," he responded softly, and looked out the window at the passing cars, and hidden sun.

I looked at him for a moment. He seemed sad that he could not know what I was thinking, and that is normal, so why would it make him sad? I remembered all those times when I wondered what someone was thinking, but not ever knowing was to be expected… Shouldn't it be the same for him?

"Edward," I asked him as he looked away from the window.

"Yes."

"Want to play a game," I smiled brightly, and look up as the waitress brought me my juice, and food. It smelled heavenly, but there was three plates to hold all of it, and I know I could never eat it all.

"What kind of game?"
"It's called, 'What If'."

Edward turned his deep, smoldering gaze on the waitress who was kind of standing there, just looking at him. "Thank you," he paused, and continued. "for the food."

She blushed, and pulled some of her flaxen hair behind her ear, her green eyes sparkling with earnest. "Sure, sure. Anythang for you two." (AN: I know it is spelled wrong)

"I think we are fine," he added and turned back to me. Looking at the women, whose name tag I just noticed said 'Bobby', I saw some sadness in her expression. She wanted his attention, and I had it. I felt pretty bad about it, yet at the same time. I didn't.

"So how do we play this game, 'What If'?"

I looked back at my demi god, and smiled. "Easy…I ask a 'what if' question, you answer it, and then you ask me a 'what if 'question. It just keeps going, well until we get bored of it."

"Sound fun, but you need to eat," he responded coolly as he extended his hand at my untouched mounds of food.

"Okay, I will….do you want some. There is a lot here, and---"

"No thank you Bella."

"Okay, who starts?"

"I think that because this was your idea, you should start."

"Okay." I picked up my fork, and cut a piece of pancake away from the pile, chewing it slowly as I thought of a question. "What if, the sun never shown." I looked up to see his expression had a playful hint to it, and that made me happy.

"Then everyone would grown very pale."

"Like you," I added quickly, and almost instantly regretted it. "Sorry…I just mean that---"

"It's okay. I know that my family, and I are pale… It is not a secret."

I nodded feeling bad as I ate another bite of the pancake.

"Okay, my turn," he asked, I could hear the smile on his lips, so I nodded. My mouth still full. "What if I got my sister to take you shopping?"

I coughed, and gasped for air as my pancake went down the wrong pipe. Edward seemed startled, and maybe a little scared. He quickly handed me my orange juice, and I drank it to clear my throat. Once my breathing had regulated, he smiled that same crooked smile. "You don't like to shop do you?"

"No…I don't just not like to shop, I hate it."

"Well… "

"Well what," I asked, feeling out of a joke.

"Nothing. Eat, and it's your turn."

Again I took a bite of pancake, and thought. Then I thought of a question I knew he would hate to answer, but I had to know. "What if the sun had been showing in that meadow, what would you have shown me?"

Time seemed to freeze as I looked him over. His expression was unreadable. Not mad, angry, sad, or anything, blank. That worried me. All I seemed to be able to see was his eyes, and his hands that sat folded on the table.

"Bella…" he sighed. "What is it you think I am."

"I don't know."

"Human?"

"No."

"A good guy."

"Yes." I answered to quickly, and his eyes seemed to darken.

"Bella… What if I am not the good guy."

"No." He looked up at me, almost startled, so I clarified. "You can not ask me a 'what if' question, because you have not answered mine."

"If the sun had been out I would have shown you my true self," he spoke his words softly, as if he were carefully planning each one as it slid from his mouth.

"What would that have been?"

"A bad guy."

"That is impossible to believe. You have never done anything bad, if anything you have saved me, and proved yourself a good guy."

"That is only one instance."

"You are showing it now, what makes you think you are a bad guy?"

"Eat." He said it softly, but I knew it be a command. Not an order, but there wasn't any room for question so I ate. We sat like that until I ate a great chunk of my food, and sat back sipping my orange juice. I didn't want to say it, but he had scared me. He had gone stiff, silent, and I wasn't scared of that, but more scared I had pushed him away, and at this point I think I was falling for him. A laughable thought. Me, Bella Swan, falling for a boy. That is a first.

Sure I have had crushes in the past, but just the thought of, 'Oh he's cute.' It never went deeper than that, because the boys who were cute, were crude, and had an IQ that matched that of an average gold fish.

"Think Bella. Think of what you know about me." I was pulled from my thoughts quickly. Looking at him, all focused. "I don't eat, your type of food You never see me in broad daylight. I have heightened senses. I am strong, and I will even add one more thing for you. You smell amazing to me."

"But--"

He shook his head, and looked at me. "You are smart, I know that you can figure it out. I will never lie to you Bella, but I will never come right out and say it. If you think of an idea as to "what" I am, and it is true, I will tell you. As well as if you wish to never see me again, I would do that as well."

I tried asking him more questions, a shabby attempt to lure it out of him, but he would hear none of it. He wasn't rude, just distant.

After he paid the waitress, he drove me home. "Thank you for accompanying me to brunch."

"Isn't it the other way around," I asked. Trying to draw out the inevitable.

"I suppose." He looked forward, to the road, and I sighed softly. "I will see you in school, and Bella?"

"Yes." I opened the door, and slid out of the car.

"Be safe."

"Of course." I closed the door, and headed inside. I looked back to wave to him, but he was already gone. Frowning I stepped inside, and grabbed my keys, and wallet. I wasn't sure where I was going, just out of here. I needed to think, and staying around the house wasn't going to help me. I also grabbed Charlie's fishing map. I wasn't going fishing, but maybe it could help me find a quiet place to think. A little felid, perhaps?

The map was easy to read, and soon I found myself on a single lane road (good to help me not get lost) leading into the forest. It was quiet, and dark, so I turned on my headlights to see better. The bumpy trail, and the not so smooth ride of my truck made it quite an interesting drive. I laughed at myself as I was bumped up so bad I hit my head on the inside of my cab. I decided then that I had gone far enough, so I pulled over. It was a perfect little spot. Plenty of room to turn my truck around when I was ready to leave.

This little field wasn't even a fair comparison to the one Edward had showed me, but it was still nice. It had some other unknown wild flower popping up all over the place, and a faint smell of honey. I loved it the moment I stepped into it.

I pulled myself out of the truck, not bothering to take my keys. There wasn't any need. I thought to myself. That a) no one would want to steal my truck, and b) I was out here all alone.

All alone. That was once a scary thought, but I felt at ease in all the green. For once. I saw a small trail off to the side, and though I would explore. It would be fun to see where I would wind up.

It was an easy trail, flat, so even in all of my accident proned self wouldn't get hurt that bad. The entire time I walked I continued to roll down the list of hints I had about Edward.

a) He doesn't eat, my type of food
b) I never see him in broad daylight
c) He is strong
d) I smell amazing to him.
e) He had heightened senses

The list I concocted kept getting more, and more useless. Nothing added up. He had admitted to not being human, but not in so many words, what does that leave me?

I had only been walking about ten minutes, and I was about to turn around, when I heard a rhythmic sound of water splashing. I walked a little more, and soon came to a small body of water, a pond maybe? Complete with a waterfall about five feet high. The water was crystal clear, still un-contaminated by the peoples of Forks. It was so peaceful, and beautiful.

I walked along the shore of the shore until I reached a rock that jutted out into the water. It seemed sturdy, so I walked to the edge, slid out of my shoes, and let my feet dangle into the water. It was cold, but that was expected. Again as I sat that I thought of Edward.

a) He doesn't eat, my type of food
b) I never see him in broad daylight
c) He is strong
d) I smell amazing to him.
e) He had heightened senses

What could he be? What could he be. Then another thought ran through my head, my list….10. Go swimming in a lake, alone. and… 12. Ask, "what if".

I had done one, and sure this pond wasn't a lake, but it would do. This was on my list. I stood, and pulled off my wind breaker, stretched my arms, and jumped into the icy water. I felt a cool rush as I plummeted into the calm water. Opening my eyes I could see fish all around the crystal abyss. I stayed down there, holding my breath, and looking. Forcing myself to dive deeper into the water. It was a good 12 feet until I reached the bottom. There was no long light above me, as I was pretty deep. A pang of fear swept through me, and need for air. I gasped in the water, and took in a mouthful.

Everything started to get a little fuzzy, but I strained and kept it in focus. I kicked from the bottom to go up, and before I got far I was jerked back down. The leg of my pants caught on something. I knew not to panic, but it was impossible. I pulled tightly on my pants, and screamed more bubbles.

I the midst of all of this, Edward floated back into my mind.

a) He doesn't eat, my type of food
b) I never see him in broad daylight
c) He is strong
d) I smell amazing to him.
e) He had heightened senses

A vampire!!!

I pulled again, and I was released. Quickly I made it to the surface, and gasped. Taking in big breaths full of air, everything became clear again. I bobbed in the water, and looked around.

Edward was a vampire. How did that come to me as I came so close to death, again, I do not know, but it did, and I was sure of it. I knew what he was, and oddly…I was comforted, rather than scared. I was happy that I knew. Edward Cullen was a vampire, what about the rest of his family…

(This chapter will continue right off in the next---a 2 part chapter...I also want to thank Addie W. and her Edward's Uploading Solution story. It helped me get this out there. ;) )