(Author's Note 1: I edited some of this and reposted it. There was some things missing that I needed to add, some things that I forgot about that happened that should have been in here for an explanation. Sorry for the confusion! And ummm, not be rude or anything but seriously, no reviews? That sucks. I hope this next chapter will be better. And I PROMISE i'll add more fluff. But you gotta know that they've only known each other a day! Even if they love each other Edward's precausions are still there. Plus, Gabrielle might think she wants to kiss and all that... but you gotta remember her past, and what happened with her. That kind of contact might bring up certain memories, you know? Well, anyway... enjoy. :)

(Author's Note: Ok, so I took a small, but much needed break to sort out my thoughts and ideas for this. The chapter posted here is very long, which I'm not sure is a good or bad thing for you readers. Oh, and I went from present to past because we already know what is happening because of Gabrielle's side; Victoria is there. This beginning part shows how they figured it out, and it's before Gabrielle sees Victoria in the window. Then it separates into past because there is where you will learn about my version of Edward. I wanted readers to have the first encounter as a backup to him saving Gabrielle. I wanted readers to understand how he felt about Bella leaving, more than what Gabrielle assumes. You only know this encounter through Gabrielle's opinion, but I wanted to show what he felt so you can use that for future questions when the point of view has changed. Basically I just wanted you to know him better, other than from Gabrielle's point of view because he is very important. They both are the main characters in this story, so both of them need their point of views expressed. I tried to include any detail that needed explaining, at least for you to understand my version of Edward clearly.

I just want to say this: please ask me anything if you don't understand something. Sometimes I have the idea in my head and forget that it's not actually written down for someone else to get. So, if you are confused, please let me know.

Anyway, here is the first chapter in Edward's POV. It's still the same story, I'm not writing a sequel until this story has formed some sort of conclusion.)

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Alice was the first to alert me to a vampire who trespassed our terrain, and I had set out to investigate with Carlisle close behind. Carlisle's thoughts were nervous about the vampire, yet I sped forward thinking that it must be just a wandering loner, curious to the strong scent of sweetness that accompanied itself with other vampires.

We were closing in, and I could faintly hear the thoughts of the other vampire. He was thinking of the different animals in this area of the state, naming off their latin names and different specise. My brow furrowed at this. Surely this was not another vegitarian vampire? I have not met another besides the ones in our family. Yet before I could think any more of it, another vampire was coming from behind, traveling at its fasted speed. My mind flickered to this direction and I instantly relaxed when Alice's scent came through my nostrel. Yet, my comfort was instantly shattered when I heard both Alice's and the other vampire's thoughts combining at once.

Alice: It's a friend of Victoria's; this is the attack we've been waiting for. She's at Gabrielle's house. We were tricked. James never planned on attacking first; we were led to believe he would. It was a distraction.

Gerald: Your too late, flesh lover.

My feet slammed into the ground, stopping my momentum and using the foot deep trench I created and pushed hard in the other direction. I ran at my top speed, faster than any other vampire has dreamed, rage fueling every fiber of my being.

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This summer had been the most painful summer I have been through in a long time. My family has been in torment as well, not able to endure seeing me so depressed and… dull. Esme the most. We've always been able to know when the other is in pain. Not as well as Jasper, yet she has adopted the maternal instinct along with her passion in this life.

I can recall when Bella decided to leave, remember what she was wearing and could still feel the burn in my throat by her scent. I hadn't known how cursed that scent would be for us. It had still been in the back of my mind, always taunting me. I truly cared for her, yet now I see how clouded that love had been. My instincts only controlled my emotions, causing me to believe I loved her. When really the only reason I had wanted to be around her was because of her singing blood.

I had been in such pain because of the absence of that song. My body longed to be filled with her hot blood, and once she was gone… my body, too, took notice of her absence. I hadn't realized this; I was too lost in my despair. I really had thought I loved her. Yet I knew that Jacob, that dog, was in fact best for her. Alice couldn't see her anymore, though, so it was hard not to have any way of knowing if she was alright. Yet I also knew that Jacob would protect her, keep her away from danger. Something that I would have brought her instead.

Then Gabrielle came to Forks. It was just a couple days before, yet we had been gone on a hunting trip so I hadn't asked Alice to see what the town had been up to. I haven't listened in on Charlie's thoughts since the day that Bella had left, yet when I did he never thought about his other daughter. In fact, there was no indication of another. Bella had never mentioned her, even though I know all about her family.

So I had been disturbed when I learned of the other Swan girl coming to town. I knew everything about Bella, everything. How could I not know of her sister? This will always perplex me, and I would have to ask Bella one day, if I see her again. It truly frustrated me not knowing why.

I shouldn't have visited her that night, yet I couldn't help my curiosity from persuading me otherwise. I convinced myself that I would just see her, to know for sure that she wasn't Bella. I knew she wouldn't be, but my heartache propelled me. I had thought she was back, and her luscious scent would fill me again and I would savor that burn.

Yet when I seen the snoring girl, I could smell the oddities of her scent, and knew she wasn't Bella Swan. The monster inside roared to life, demanding the song of Bella. My anger spiked, and I couldn't control my body. I sauntered forward, careful not to disturb her. I desperately wanted to find out more.

I froze when she shifted gently in her sleep. What had she been dreaming of, I wonder? I listened closely, to hear the gentle lull of words. But I heard nothing. She must not be dreaming then. I inched closer.

"What…" Her soft voice sighed, and her head moved towards me. I was prepared to answer, yet her eyes were still closed. I frowned. She wasn't thinking of anything. That was odd. Usually humans dream of random things, always having some form of word in their head. At the very least a picture of something. Yet I heard nothing.

I watched her swallow, and then a painful expression came on her face. She turned her head away again, rubbing her eye. Then her other hand slid out from under the cover and searched for her nightstand.

She was waking? How was this possible? She… had a closed mind like Bella? Bella has been the only one I could not read. This could not be happening, it could not be happening.

Just like the first day I seen Bella, many emotions rolled about my head. Confusion, frustration, anger. Yet anger had been the dominant emotion, and now it rolled across my frame in waves. I've never been denied the entry to anyone's mind before. It was different, and too unusual. My whole existence has been based upon shying away from any drama. Yet here, it has thrown itself in my face. Once again.

Her hand searched for a glass of water that was almost outside of her small reach. It angered me to watch this, to see yet again another person who could resist my ability. I didn't like it at all.

Before I knew exactly what I was doing, I felt my body shift forward and my arm reached out to touch her wrist, to see if she were real. Yet I realized that the action alerted her to my presence, and my invisibility was gone. Her eyes wavered open, a confusion spreading across her face. Then pain. I had been so angry and frustrated I at first did not pay attention to her eyes, nor the fact my strength was hurting her. I felt her feeble attempts of releasing herself from my grasp yet I was oblivious. My whole attention was suddenly attuned to her face, a face that was so alike to my lost love. My heart fell to my stomach, as I caught the similarities between this girl and Bella. My concentration faltered, and momentarily distracted, I believed that this was Bella.

"Bella?" My voice unwillingly questioned. Despite my efforts, reality flipped in front of me and instead of the room I often visited before, I seen Bella and I in our meadow. I could remember the warmth of her hands in mine. I could remember her fluttering heartbeat, and the way she smiled up at me.

"Who are you?" I demanded, the fanatical memories scattering my emotions and frustrating me deeply. I noticed how hard I held her wrist, yet I held it tighter, the familiar warmth of her skin only another reminder. The monster inside of me enjoyed her whimper. How dare someone try to replace Bella and her delicious scent? This human had no right. My anger boiled over, sending my desire for blood at its peak. My mouth watered to destroy this creature in front of me.

"I'm Bella's sister," She exhaled, her eyes squinting up at me in confusion and pain. At her words I released her, staggering back a bit. She craddled her wrist, breathing erradically. My breath stopped, all thoughts within my head came to an abrupt collision with reality. The monster within recoiled at my bursting heartache.

"Bella's sister," I repeated, a self loathing groan escaping my lips. "She didn't mention a sister." I could not believe I had actually thought of harming this young girl. I could not believe I actually did harm this girl. I could see the outlines of my fingers against her flesh. It would not turn into a bruse, yet it would be sore. Self hatred burned my thoughts, and I had the instant urge to jump out of the window and leave. Yet, my undeserving curiosity held me there.

"Look, whoever you are, Bella isn't here. And I advise you to get out of here before I call the cops. My dad is one and he's right down the hall," Her small voice was heavy with annoyance. I could feel my eyebrow rise in surprise. She was not afraid? That was different from other experiences. Her words had no effect upon me, yet I subconsciously checked Charlie's thoughts for any sign of awakening. He was dreaming of fishing.

"He is, isn't he? Well don't worry, I'm leaving. There is nothing for me here," I felt my hand motion towards the empty rocking chair, one that I used to sit and watch Bella sleep in. The heartache tugged at my mind again, reminding me of everything I did not have. I had been trying extremely hard to not think back upon the many hours I stayed in this very room at this very time of night. Yet I couldn't deny the scent that was set into this room, one that was now being manipulated from this irrelevant girl. I let my legs direct me to the window, desperate to get out of this horrid room.

"Who are you? How did you know my sister?" Her voice called out to me, causing me to pause. She would bring up the most painful question possible. I did not want to be a vampire, one that would have to live forever with this heartbreak. I never wanted to think about Bella again or anything from the past. Yet, her question sent my mind working and almost every moment ever spent with Bella slowly replayed itself in my memory. I turned back to her, looking at her questioning eyes to find any trace of fear. I found none.

"You know me Gabrielle… I am Edward Cullen." I whispered, hearing at last the name of the girl in her bed from Charlie's thoughts. He was dreaming of giving the truck to her. I flinched, the vision of the truck sending me more memories with Bella. I avoided it in the driveway when coming here, yet I do not think I could possibly avoid it driving around town and constantly repainted in the minds of the town.

Yet I calmed myself thinking that she couldn't possibly want to drive it. It's hardly in working condition anymore. She would decline it, most likely. Maybe she would spare me the extra pain.

Before she could give any more memories to hover upon I dived out the window and with a twisting summersault I landed on the ground. Then, I bound north through the thick vegetation and headed towards my favorite hunting grounds. I easily jumped over rivers and spun around intricate and ancient trees. I let my mind rewind itself and focus in on the basic process of hunting. Slowly the painful memories dulled away and my heightened senses lost themselves in the trill of the hunt.

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Victoria appeared upon the lawn within seconds of my arrival. I listened for Gabrielle, for any change of her heart or evidence of venom, yet I sighed in relief when I heard her breathing slow and her body slump in the hallway nearest her bedroom. Though I heard her ankle shatter, she wasn't in danger anymore. She would be safe for now.

I then focused my eyes upon Victoria's distinct face, full of committed hatred. Her hands were curled into claws, just ready to tear at my solid skin. I could smell her bitter venom build within her gum, while her jaw worked with the ache of it. Her desire to kill me was evident in her blood red eyes, yet thoughts were what I paid attention to the most.

So, she is your new pet then? I still don't understand your liking to them. They are just humans, they are meant for disposal. Yet, I suppose we are not here to discuss our opinions of what is wrong and right.

"Leave now. My family will come and protect her. You will be destroyed." I growled, her visions of drinking Gabrielle building my anger. My instinct to rid the area of danger was building inside of me. It was almost impossible to fight it, yet I knew this was not the time for it. But one thing was for certain: She will not touch her, not ever again.

Ha. You won't kill me. Your threats are pointless. Besides, I'm not the one who wants her. Your gifted sister knows that by now.

I knew she was right before she finished, I could pick up a distant trail of Alice's thoughts. She was trying to stay as far away as possible, to not alert Victoria to an attack.

James wants her. He hasn't decided what he will do yet, so I don't know exactly what will happen. The visions have changed, the time and place are constantly changing. We don't know what will happen, we'll have to--

I swallowed down painfully, not listening to the last part. I couldn't discuss this further with Victoria staring at me with such vicous hate.

Not again. I would gladly tear both of these two vampires apart, yet I know it would kill Carlisle if I did. He thinks he can negotiate with them. If only they could read their thoughts. Nothing would get past their blood lust. Plus, without Alice's insight we do not know what he will plan. We won't be able to attack him without him deciding what he will do.

Victoria's red hair blew in the wind, and she sniffed the air curiously. I could smell the hint of Alice in it, so I knew Victoria would. Victoria bared her teeth viscously, thinking that it might actually scare me. I growled out warningly. My anger heightened, seeing her racing visions of her attacking Alice. Seeing another vampire being slaughtered never had been something I wanted to witness.

I felt my upper body lower into a defensive crouch, completely bowing under my intense instinct to protect myself. Victoria snarled, causing my venom to water within my mouth and course throughout my veins. My vampire senses haven't taken over me in decades. Yet, the urge to fight this loathsome vampire roared inside of me. The monster roared inside of me.

Yet other scents filled my lungs as I took another breath. I could smell Jasper and Emmett, their disagreeing thoughts overtaking my violent ones.

You need to get to Gabrielle. Jasper growled, his thoughts urgent. My instincts almost wiped out any knowledge of her. I instantly dismissed my thoughts and jumped back up into upright position. Victoria smelt their scents too; she moaned a deep gnarl and jumped back 30 feet, almost into the forest. Jasper and Emmett was a mile away, circling the land on the opposite side of Gabrielle's house. I watched after her warily.

We'll be back, Edward. Her eyes burned at me for a half second more and she was gone. I gritted my teeth together, feeling the venom slow down as my heightened vampire senses accommodated to the absence of danger.

Emmett and Jasper changed their direction and headed towards the house, the standard formation to any defensive situation. I bolted towards the Swan house, ignoring the door and jumping to Gabrielle's room. She left it open. I landed on all fours as I then sprinted towards the bedroom door and into the hallway. This took only one second. My emotions drained from me when I seen her pale face asleep on the floor. Another instinct, one that only came with my human life, kicked in. I had to protect her. I had to save her from any harm.

I carefully picked her up, her skin as soft as silk. Yet as penetrable as a piece of paper. Her blood pumped thick and warm throughout her body quickly, yet it didn't sing to me. I didn't want to taste her. She was so fragile, I wasn't sure if I were careful enough to hold her and not break her. Yet I knew I would just have to try, because she needed to see a doctor. The only doctor that would be able to see her would be Carlisle.

I needed to tell her who Victoria was. She would demand to know anyway. She was so much more outspoken than her sister; it made it easier to deal with not being able to read her mind.

This is what we've been waiting for, the moment where Gabrielle would have to choose between life, or death.

Jasper and Emmett waited outside as I cradled her to my chest. Her hair smelt like shampoo; citrus. I inhaled it deeply, hoping to never forget the scent. She smelt of sweetness, a flavor that I could only place as the human's 'oranges'. Maybe peach. The action energized me, causing me to be more alert and aware. She was like my own little drug, heightening my sense by just merely being in my arms. My heart swelled lovely.

Jasper coughed. Her health, Edward. You can do that later.

I nodded, momentarily angry with myself for being so easily distracted. Her safety was the most important thing and I was wasting this time.

I hurriedly sped throughout the house until I was sure any evidence of Victoria was gone. I didn't want Charlie to suspect anything other than the story I would tell him. He never did trust me, but at least he let me see Gabrielle. According to his thoughts, he wasn't really friendly on that idea either. Yet he knew we would still see each other no matter what. I wonder what he will say when we tell him that we're in love. I chuckled lightly, enjoying the thought. It was always so fun to get on his nerves a little bit. He just wants what's best for Gabrielle. Soon he will see I am just that.

"You ok?" Emmett asked, ignoring my smile. Standard conversation after a run in with another vampire. The best way to not have a break down and attack innocent people near by was to let your feelings be known. It wasn't necessary with Jasper around, yet not all of my family had extra abilities.

"Yes. For now." I growled in response to my observant memories. Victoria's thoughts were not the exact thoughts I would like to see. Yet I was used to such horrid thoughts, I've heard them for the past century. Yet it has always been hard to deal with when I hear anyone planning to threaten me or anyone I love. From past experiences my family has noticed that. We've all grown really fond of each other; it is only natural for us to form attachments. Well, for us that is. It is not normal for vampires to form attachments at all.

"At least she's asleep, she'd be pretty freaked out right now," Emmett mentioned, while scanning the area for anything. Poor kid, he thought. Victoria was gone, we knew, yet it was still part of procedure. Look for any signs of return. Our procedure has been very precise and helpful over the years. Whenever a vampire crosses our territory we investigate, to make sure they do not hunt here or reveal our secret to the community. We have gotten quite fond of this area, we feel responsible for its protection for we might just be the cause for that protection.

"I should get her to Carlisle," I muttered, now watching her peaceful face. My heart fell as my mind finally came full circle, stopping on the painful realization that I was the cause for her pain.

"Well go on then, that ankle needs attending to." Jasper urged, crossing his arms and shifting his eyes in the direction of the hospital. He could feel my pain, his thoughts read. He did not blame me for her condition, yet I knew deep inside him he thought that my involvement did introduce her to unnecessary dangers. I bring her danger. I am the danger. I, the horrible monster.

My self loathing was evident in his thoughts, so he washed a wave of calmness over me.

You shouldn't prolong this, she might wake up soon, Jasper thought. Emmett was oblivious to the situation, only replaying Victoria's appearance in his mind. Yet he added a fight scene with him being the victor. My unnatural calmness made it impossible for me to be angry at this. Yet Jasper was right, Gabrielle's health should be my main priority. Even if in normal time this entire situation only took five minutes, our speed in action and thought was a great ally when it comes to a human being in danger.

My feet took off with its natural speed, and the seconds went by while I soared through the familiar network of the town.

I couldn't escape my self hate, however. I found myself deep in thought of everything.

I will never be worthy of her affection. Yet I could not bear to be apart from her. There was no thirst to attach me to her, yet something entirely different. Something pulled me to her, something undeniable. This inextricable bond that has formed is not something I could explain fully. I can only express it as oxygen. Not necessary for a vampire, per se, yet for a human it is reason for all life.

I would be torn like I had been for Bella. I wanted Bella to be safe and from any harm, even if that meant her being away from me. Yet I wasn't sure my raw human emotions would permit me to let Gabrielle go. I had been left by Bella, so the ending of that relationship was different. Yet I know I would have to be the one to end anything, if it came down to that. Gabrielle is the only thing I want. She adores me, even when I do not deserve that. She loves me in a way that was not like Bella. Bella, as it seems, was dazzled by me. I had been lured by her intoxicating scent. We had both been blind sighted by these illusions. Yet Gabrielle and I do not have those illusions blocking our judgment.

The only thing that has seemed to quench this monster inside of me for the last century was blood. When I was full of its taste, I could feel normal; as normal a vampire could be. Yet, these human emotions have started to change my way of thinking. The voice of the monster is dying little by little. My dormant human thoughts are coming back to me, in the form of a young boy infatuated with a young girl. They had started to form when I met Bella. I had heard endless babble of thoughts of young teens in love. I saw it within daily appearances at school. Yet, I had never connected those perceptions and thoughts with any physical being, especially not a human. I had thought it was there with Bella, yet the monster tricked me into getting close to her.

Human emotions stream though me in fast currents, the thought of Gabrielle causing many of them to flow faster and faster till I'm sure I could be lost in it. Even if it does come down to me letting her go, I know one thing will always remain. My humanity has set itself in me once again. The thoughts of people repelled me from harming them. Yet my humanity will keep me from ever dreaming of it. And that is a life changing experience I have just begun to take part in.