Mmhm. Yeah. Sorry the chapter was late (well, I guess it could be considered late, if you really think about it,) but I was soooooooooooooooooooooo close to getting writer's block. Thanks, Brittany! You should all thank her too. She saved not only me from writer's block, but made it so you guys weren't Cullen Manor deprived. Ain't she just the bestest? I think she is. So, yeah. Once again, THANKS BRIT! YOURE THE ABSOLUTE BEST!

And then I woke up.

Cullen Manor, Chapter 14: Move Along

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed, shooting up in the recliner I had been currently occupying. That dream was just so scary!

I was still breathing a little too heavily when I saw something moving in the shadows, in the corner of the room. Oh, Gawd, I though. Don't let it be James!

"Who's there?" I called, voice still thick with sleep.

No answer.

"Boo," something whispered behind me, and I jumped at least a mile in the air, and began to scream like a maniac. Edward began laughing as hard as he could.

I glared at him, all traces of sleepiness now gone… obviously. "Jerk! What are you doing here?"

He just smiled. "You're very funny when you sleep," he said simply, avoiding my question.

I glared even harder. "Do you enjoy watching persons of the opposite gender sleep?" I asked sarcastically.

"No. Just you."

His answer caught me off guard. "What does that mean?"

"I told you. You're very funny when you sleep."

I should have been angry. But I wasn't. I felt nothing but love for this dead boy in front of me. My hatred, however, was just simmering below the surface. I loved him, but I hated him at the same time. I felt like Princess Leia. He could definitely be hot enough to be Han Solo. Yes. Perfect comparison.

I just stared at him, and he at me. I don't know how long we stood there, but, all too soon he was looking away, and heading for the door. "I have to go," he muttered, not meeting my gaze, and heading for the library doors.

No! He couldn't go! "Wait!" I called, grabbing him by the wrist.

He looked down at his wrist, and then me, total and complete fear in his perfect green orbs. That's when it hit me. How was I able to do this??

EPOV

She grabbed me by the wrist, and this scared me., How was she able to do this?? I looked at her, my fear for her safety evident in my eyes.

"My dream," she mumbled.

I looked at her, alarmed.

We didn't talk; just looked at each other.

"Speak to me," she begged, after a while.

"What is there to say?" I whispered.

"Everything," she whispered, just as quietly, back. she still had my wrist in her hand, so she let it go. I began to back up slightly, and she wasn't having that. She placed her tiny hands on my chest, and I stopped in my tracks. She almost pulled away, though, from the coldness of my dead skin. And I don't know if she felt it as well, but there was a spark that threatened to burst me into flames at any moment.

"Just say something, anything," she mumbled, looking down. I didn't say anything at first, just pulled her closer, into my embrace, and rested my cheek on her hair. The spark from before was now a burning inferno.

"How did this happen?" I whispered in a broken voice.

"I told you," she replied. "My dream."

"How could you're dream have caused this?"

"James," she said. That was all that needed to be said. How could I have been so stupid not to realize his absence? That's right, I was too busy watching the angel -that was currently in my arms, MY angel, - sleep. Wait, my angel? I could only wish. I was able to keep her safe when she was awake, but as soon as her eyes closed and her breathing went steady, I could do nothing. Nothing, except stalk her in her sleep. And how would that look?

"He was in your dream?" I asked in anger.

She nodded underneath me. I held her even tighter, not willing to let her go for anything. I wouldn't.

"He looked like you," she explained, though she didn't need to; I wasn't angry at her. Though it seemed that way. "And he asked for my permission. So I gave it to him." He had been listening to our conversation from yesterday, I realized. He had been in the shadows. He had heard Bella say she wouldn't hesitate to give me permission. And used that to his advantage. He had gotten permission.

I was angry, but I was also celebrating. For selfish reasons. I could hold her like this every night, if she'd let me. I could keep her safe in my arms. Also, she had given me permission, well, she THOUGHT she had given me permission. But he had been disguised as me, so she didn't know any better. She had WILLINGLY given him permission, thinking she was giving me permission. Permission to hold her in my arms, to touch her perfect face, to kiss her perfect lips… but only if she wanted to.

But, obviously she DID want me to, or she wouldn't have given me permission.

"I'm not mad at you," I assured her. "I'm mad at James. But there's something I need you to promise me."

She looked up at me. "Anything."

"You have to be with either Alice or me at all times, no matter what." I wasn't risking this. I already had everything planned out. Alice would watch Jacob; he was in one of our old guest rooms, so no one died in there, making it a free zone for us. Charlie would be watched by Esme or Carlisle; he slept in their old bedroom. And I, I would watch over Bella.

She nodded, and sealed the promise- sealed it with a kiss.

BPOV

What had possessed me to kiss him, I have no idea, but the fire he had ignited inside me was burning hard, and burning fast-- with passion.

I couldn't remember a thing. But it didn't matter. I hated this boy, but I loved him. And the love I had for him, was overpowering the hate. The hate was no longer simmering. I couldn't even feel it. At the moment, I harbored nothing but complete love for him. My Han Solo and I had skipped right past episode four and five, and went right ahead to six. The one where they show their real feelings for each other. That's where we were right now. That's where I wanted to stay. Forever.

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