A/N Hi! Not much to say...only I wrote this chapter a couple days ago, but I think that I may have been afraid to post it. What if you all hate it (sob!). :(

I don't own it.

Now shut up and read. :)

Because what I remembered…was Jasper trying to bite me.

Indeed, it was very strange thing that flashed through my mind. A flash of me, slicing my finger open after opening a present, just a single drop of blood coming out. Then Jasper lunging at me, mouth open to reveal white, sharp teeth. Then him again, having to be dragged away from me. A long gash up my arm, and the smell of blood permeating the air…

I snapped out of my reverie, seeing all the Cullen's staring at me again. I brought my eyes up to Jasper, as our hands were still in the motion of shaking.

The moment that my now terrified eyes met his, I flinched. His eyes seemed to tighten in the slightest at my reaction, as if he somehow knew what I had seen…

I faked a smile and finished the hand shaking.

"Nice to meet you," I lied. Not that is wasn't nice to meet him, only that I didn't like what I remembered.

I pulled my hand away and looked at the floor.

"Umm…I don't feel very good. Is it alright if I…" I was cut off by Edward.

"Yes. That's fine. Come on." He grabbed my hand and led me back up the stairs.

I could see the faces of all the other Cullen's and Hale's right before I was pulled out of view, with mystified expressions of their faces. Confused, wondering looks. I thought that I could clearly understand what they were all thinking. They were puzzled beyond belief of what was up with me. They were also thinking something along the same lines of what I was. Why couldn't I remember?

Edward brought me back to the room that I had woken up, the room that I where I could almost feel the pain all over again.

He pointed to black leather couch in the room.

"I'm sorry there's no bed." He said to me. "I'll go get you a blanket though."

I blinked my eyes wearily. I was so exhausted, so tired, but for some strange reason, I felt as if I shouldn't be able to sleep. I walked over to the long couch and curled up on it.

Edward returned sooner than I thought possible, with a warm looking blanket.

He draped the blanket over top of my body, and then he whispered softly.

"Goodnight, Bella. Sweet dreams." He too, sounded confused in his words. But he said them nonetheless.

My eyes were already drooping shut, but as I saw him turning towards the door, I felt an overwhelming urge to…protect him.

Not physically, for even I could see through his clothes that he would have no trouble taking care of himself if he was ever in a fight, but more…emotionally. I recalled the sad look that never left his eyes when he looked at me, and I wanted to stop that look.

I didn't want to be left alone either. Not that I was afraid of his family (including Jasper. Even after the terrifying memory of him and me, I still wasn't afraid of him. Because in the brief flash of my memory, I could see in his eyes how he wasn't quite…there, wasn't quite…himself), only that I felt so fragile that I didn't want to be by myself.

I pushed myself up on the couch as he neared the door. "Edward," I called to him.

I wasn't sure what made me do it. Other than my fear of being alone, that is. It was like I couldn't control my own actions, my own voice. I needed to have him with me.

He paused and turned around. "Yes?"

"Will you…will you stay with me?"

I really felt like putting my body on time out. I couldn't even stop myself from talking. Not that particularly wanted to…

In the seconds after I asked him to stay, I saw something new. The sadness had momentarily left him, and was replaced by love. I could see the love radiating off of him, as if he was glowing. I could tell that he loved me.

And for that moment, I loved him too. It wasn't rational, for me to love someone who I didn't know (didn't remember knowing), but once again, I couldn't stop myself.

I had to work on that.

He smiled, his beautiful, crooked smile, and came back to sit on the couch beside me.

I sighed in contentment.

I was still in need of controlling my actions.

I leaned my head, slowly, cautiously, against his chest. It felt natural, like I had done it before.

I suppose that I had.

It was a glorious time. Edward, with the love still exploding off of him, wrapped his arms around my and pulled the blanket higher up over my body.

"Edward?" I asked him.

"What is it, Bella?"

"I…I…" I bit my lip. "I think I love you, Edward."

He sighed, similarly to the way that had, in happiness.

"I think I love you too." He kissed the top of my head with another smile.

"Edward?" I asked again.

"Yes?"

"Do you promise that you'll stay?"

"Of course." He kissed the top of my head again, and I smiled.

I drifted to sleep with a smile on my face.

A/N Aww... I love where my story's gone. Sorry this chapter wan't longer, but I don't know how I could've made it longer. Anyways, Edward's pov next. (I really hope that you like it)