A/N: For those of you that are confused, Chelsea just passed out and she's sort of dreaming in her unconscious.

(CPOV)

I wanted so much to hate her. I wanted to hate her for being like me, or me being like her or whatever. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. There was something about her presence.

"Chelsea, I know that I have caused you this pain, and I'm sorry."

I started to cry, I couldn't control myself. "You didn't do anything. You just didn't have enough love to give to both of these boys. That's their problem. They don't have enough love. You have taken their hearts, and they can't let me in." I couldn't blame her for that. It was my fault for thinking that I was something unique.

"That's not so. They just haven't had the strength to get over me yet. It took a strong force like you to bring it all back and give them the opportunity to let it out."

I hadn't thought of it that way. "Bella, how did you die?"

She smiled, as if she was asked the question every day. "You see, I was special. Even as a human, I was different. I was always immune to the special powers of vampires. When Edward tried to change me, it turned out that I was immune to the venom as well. Instead of changing me, it just killed me."

"Why doesn't Jacob know that?"

"Werewolves will never truly understand the workings of a vampire."

I nodded. "They probably haven't even noticed I'm gone. They're so caught up in their love of you."

"Don't underestimate them. Edward went to get Carlisle; he's a doctor and his father-figure. He's also a vampire. Jake is sitting by your side, holding your hand."

"Should I go back?"

"Tell them it's time to move on."

I smiled, wrapping my arms around her to hug her. No wonder they both loved her.

"Don't let them dwell on me. You're just as good, if not better than I am." She smiled before slowly disappearing, and the dark fog surrounding me became lighter.

I felt myself coming to, and I opened my eyes slowly, wary of the light.

"Chelsea!" She was right. Jacob had my hand engulfed in his and Edward was nowhere to be found.

"You were wrong, Jake." I told him about my "dream" and what Bella had told me. He didn't cry this time, just listened to what I had to say.

A/N: I know it's a short one, but I didn't want to pack too much into one chapter. I hope you liked the little visit from an old friend!