I don't own Twilight but Bree's story is mine :))


Edward headed north until they were on the northeastern outskirts of Vancouver. The drive hadn't been as unpleasant as he had expected. Whenever he felt as if his emotions would get the better of him, he was able to get a hold of them, and soon they disappeared altogether. Edward wasn't sure how he was managing; he remembered the last time when he had left Bella, the anguish tore him up inside every minute he was away from her.

As the scenery flashed by, he thought about the girl next to him. Edward was still surprised he had even agreed to bring Bree along. She had looked so young and vulnerable, he hadn't been able to say no. He also knew what it felt like to be alone in a house full of perfectly matched couples. It was fine when you didn't know what you were missing, but if the love of your existence was lost to you, then it just became a personal hell.

Bree felt Edward's sorrow start to peak again, and she siphoned it out of him. She had been manipulating his emotions during the entire trip. This was all a part of her plan; soon she would have him thinking he didn't need Bella after all. She would force him to realize that he could survive without the human.

Unfortunately, the vivid pink ribbon of love remained intact and was unmovable as ever. No matter how hard Bree tried to exert her power, it would not budge. She cursed inwardly. Most likely, it was just too soon, and hopefully once she had him away from Bella for a bit of time, she could remove it forever.

Unexpectedly Edward turned onto a small path off the road.

"Where are we?" Bree asked.

"We're just north of Vancouver near Cypress Provincial Park. We have a cabin here for our extended hunting trips in the area," he said easily as he drove down a winding rutted path. "I thought we would come here first to relax and then decide what to do afterwards."

"Oh," Bree said happily.

The thought of her and Edward spending time together in a cozy little cottage appealed to her. Bree should have known the Cullen's idea of a "cabin" would be a four bedroom, two story, log house. It was decorated differently than the home in Forks but still very lavish in an understated way. The color palette was dark, earthy hues and warm, rich fabrics. The complete back of the house was also a glass wall, and Bree suspected a trend.

Edward had gone to sit on one of the plush sofas, waiting for Bree to finish the survey of her surroundings. He was still intrigued that he couldn't read her mind and pondered briefly why her thoughts were always reflected in color. It made her unique, as he had never encountered anyone like her. The only person whose thoughts had evaded him until now was Bella.

Feeling the familiar stab of pain at the thought of her, Edward leaned forward so that his head was in his hands. He took a few deep breaths and then gradually the feeling passed. He wondered briefly if it was easier this time since he knew that she loved Jacob and that he would take care of her?

Edward's mind recoiled from the unsolicited images now swirling in his head. Where was Bella now? Was she with Jacob? In his arms, in his bed? Was he kissing and caressing her? He could see them plainly in his mind's eye, a writhing mass of limbs. Jacob's lips on Bella's neck, moving lower…

Just as he was about to race to his car and drive back to Forks Bree called his name.

"Edward, I'm getting thirsty. Anything good to eat around here?" She smiled at him shyly, and he could feel the jealousy ebb away gradually. He was immensely thankful for the distraction.

"Right, yes. Actually, there is quite a lot of wildlife in this area, which is why we come here. I was really hoping that we'd find some black bears. How does that sound?" Edward's lips curled up in a small smile.

"Sounds as good as anything not human, I guess," she mumbled.

This time, Edward laughed whole-heartedly. The sound was rich and inviting. Bree watched him in fascination as he threw his head back. She wanted nothing more than to walk over to him and kiss the white expanse of his neck. The time was not right, but it didn't stop her from wanting him badly.

Edward hung his head, shaking it back and forth slowly, still chuckling. "Yes, it definitely takes some getting used to. Nothing really rivals human blood; however, you should find the carnivores a bit more to your liking."

Bree raised an eyebrow. "How would you know? I thought your family never drank human blood." She watched him closely as a wary expression crossed his face.

"It's true that when Carlisle made us, he wanted everyone to stick to animal blood, but of course there have been some 'accidents'," he said slowly. "Also, Alice and Jasper came to us on their own, so they lived a different lifestyle prior to joining the family."

"How many 'accidents' have you had?" Bree asked him, intrigued. Now she noticed that he seemed distinctly uncomfortable.

"Well, in my case, they were more or less intentional." Edward turned from her and walked towards the glass wall facing a small river.

"Oh."

"It was a long time ago. I wasn't entirely sold on the life Carlisle had carved out for us, so I left on my own." His voice still remained soft.

"What made you return?" she asked, matching his tone so that he would continue talking.

"I think you know that I can read minds?" He saw her nod in the reflection of the glass wall. "It became increasingly more difficult to hear the thoughts of my prey. I had turned into more of a monster than the trash I was killing."

"So you killed... criminals?" Her voice had become speculative as a thought entered her mind.

"Murderers and rapists generally. I justified it to myself saying that I was actually saving more lives than I was eradicating." Edward sensed the disgust creeping into his voice and took a deep breath.

Bree walked up behind him and touched his arm briefly. "You were right, Edward." He jerked his arm away from her.

"It doesn't matter, Bree! At the end of the day, I was no better than they were." His lips were pressed tightly together, and he ran his hands through his already tousled hair.

"Anyway, I thought you wanted to go hunting?" He turned and gave her a small smile indicating the conversation was over.

"Okay, let's go." Bree smiled brightly at him and turned towards the door.

"Thank you," she heard him say quietly from behind her.

"For what?"

"For listening, for caring… for keeping me company. I guess I didn't really want to be alone after all." Edward looked down at the floor as he said this.

Hoping this time he wouldn't push her away, she walked forward and placed a hand on his cheek gently. After a moment, he raised his eyes to hers, and she was struck by how magnificent he was. He gazed at her for a moment, and it was both the longest and shortest moment of her existence.

"No, thank you for bringing me with you." The moment broken, she reached for his hand and said, "Now let's go find us some bears!"

He smiled at her widely and squeezed her hand as they ran off into the night.

That week passed in a similar fashion. They would sit and talk and then end the night running through the forest either for fun or sustenance. Bree was slowly getting Edward to trust her. She still had her hands full trying to keep his emotions for Bella in check however, which became frustrating. She just did not understand the hold that girl held for Edward.

One night, she just couldn't keep her careful composure, and she sat very close to him on the sofa. When Edward shifted over slightly, she shifted as well, placing her head on his shoulder.

Edward stiffened slightly before saying, "Bree…"

"Yes, Edward?" She looked up at him demurely through her lashes and blinked solemnly.

"This isn't right. I have nothing to offer you, I'm sorry." His voice was mournful and sad.

"That's not true, Edward!" Bree said vehemently. "You have everything to offer me if only you would just let go of that silly human who holds your heart!" When he winced at her words, she felt a moment of remorse but pushed on.

"She is gone, Edward! She left you… How stupid could she be? Especially for that filthy mutt." She sneered as she thought of the wolves. "What are you holding on to exactly? A memory, that's all. She isn't coming back to you."

Edward had gotten to his feet and stalked away from Bree. Her words hit him like physical blows. Not able to stand it any longer, he wheeled back towards her. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her off the sofa.

"Shut up! Just shut up! You don't know her… I was a fool, I never should have let her leave!" he screamed in Bree's face. "I should have gone after her…"

"She is not right for you!" Bree screamed back at him. "She is human! You need to be with your own kind instead of pining away for a weak mortal who could never love you with the same kind of passion.

"You need to be with me." She growled as she launched herself at him.

Unable to read her mind, Edward wasn't able to stop Bree as her lips crushed against his. Her arms wrapped around him. She was still a strong newborn, and he had difficulty forcing her away from him. Undeterred by this, she used her strength to push him towards the sofa until his knees buckled, forcing him to sit. Before he had a chance to fight, Bree straddled him. She wound her hands in Edward's hair and kissed him again.

Edward was still not responding. Bree had wanted him to come to her on his own terms, but it looked like he was going to need some help. She took away his will to fight. Finally his arms came up around her and he returned the kiss.

~*~*~*~*~

I don't think I want to live this life anymore, Edward. I think Jacob and I are meant to be together.

Those words rang through Edward's head as he finally gave up fighting against Bree. She had been right, what was he holding on to? His memories wouldn't keep him company on lonely nights, wouldn't whisper his name, wouldn't tenderly kiss or caress him. His memories only served to haunt him.

Bella had found solace elsewhere and so would he. It didn't feel completely right to him; he still felt like he was betraying Bella. He tried to bury the feeling in the new surge of sensation that he was experiencing.

Having only ever kissed a mortal, he had no other frame of reference. Edward had become accustomed to little things like making sure his teeth never came in contact with any part of Bella. He was used to the soft, warm yield of her lips molding to his. He knew that he had to keep his strength in check at all times.

When kissing Bree, none of that applied.

Edward's teeth clashed against hers as their tongues met and wound together. One arm was wrapped with full force around her waist while his other hand grasped at the back of Bree's head. She still had her hands buried in his hair and was pulling on it viciously.

It came as a surprise to Edward that he would enjoy the rougher aspects of being intimate with a woman. He found himself being spurred on by Bree as she tugged, bit, and clawed at him. Soon he found himself replying in kind as he fully realized he no longer needed to be careful.

The kiss was becoming incredibly intense, and he felt a familiar throbbing in his lower extremities. Bree situated right on top of his emerging erection could feel it too. Edward felt her hips jerk against him in response, and he groaned deeply. He took a hold of her hips and pulled her closer, feeling her slide up against his shaft.

"I want to feel you," Bree said against his lips.

She tore the front of his shirt open and ran her hands over his chest. Grabbing his nipples, she pinched them between her thumb and fingers. Edward hissed out a breath and jerked his hips up under her. Before he knew what was happening, she had slid off him and was kneeling between his legs. Her tongue was flicking at his already sensitive nipples as she raked her nails down his ribcage.

Edward threw his head back against the sofa, his hands fisted at his sides. All these new sensations were driving him over the edge. He felt Bree's hands at the waistband of his pants as she licked and nipped all the way down his stomach. His pants were undone, and he was throbbing in her hand.

When she brought him into her mouth, he gasped aloud. He fought the urge to grab Bree's head and push himself deeper. He had a fleeting moment of guilt as he wished it were Bella's mouth sliding up and down his length. The guilt intensified for a moment, and just as he was about to push Bree away, it began to fade.

Edward felt the heat growing in the pit of his stomach as Bree expertly licked and sucked him. She took hold of the base of his shaft and started to move her mouth and hand in tandem. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he started convulsing. Spasms rocked his body as he climaxed and grunted unintelligibly.

When Edward came down from his high Bree was looking at him with her disconcerting scarlet eyes and cocked her head to the side.

"Did your human ever do that for you?" she asked coyly.

Edward shook his head mutely.

"Good," she replied. "Now you have a completely new memory not associated with her."

Bree stood up and placed a light kiss on his lips. She sauntered out of the room leaving him on the couch in a state of undress.

*covers eyes* come on, it HAD to happen!! heh... Review your love/hate for this chapter please!