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Brainwave
I slept badly that night. Edward's mind was wiped, so he had no way of helping me. I lay on my back, thinking things over. Trying desperately to find a loop hole in Lucia's plot, but I found nothing.
I woke many times from my fitful slumber, each time cowering from the horrific images that haunted me.
Renee lying limp…
Charlie slumped, cold on the floor…
And each time I awoke, I screamed. Screamed louder than I ever had, at least due to a nightmare. Because the most awful thing was… this was no dream, this was absolute, stone-cold reality.
In one outburst – in which I was conscious enough to think – I felt Edward pull me into his rock embrace, stroking my hair and rocking me from side to side. Whispering… begging me to tell him the problem.
But I didn't.
What would be the point? Lucia would find out… and when she did, she would just wipe him all over again.
It hurt. It hurt because I was completely helpless. Edward was oblivious, his powers doubtlessly blocked where concerning Lucia. The same with Alice, and all the Cullens. I could do nothing…
Nothing…
Nothing!
An idea hit me, like a sudden blast of sunlight in a dark, cavernous cave. I sat bolt upright, completely awake for the first time that night.
"Bella?" Edward stared at me questioningly in the darkness.
I smiled at him. My first real smile since our arrival.
"Bella… what's up?" He asked, confused.
"You'll see, Edward," I promised, "You'll see…"
I kissed his shocked, frozen lips. Then fell deeply asleep, with the same smile on my face.
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