A/N: So my computer gets shipped on Monday and I will have limited access to the internet. I am going to try to get a couple chapters off to my beta before then but I can't guarantee anything so please don't hate me if I can't post for a few weeks. For those who don't know I am moving fom California, USA to Naples, Italy. So while I'll still be posting every Saturday, it will be on Central Europe time.

I don't own Twilight. BooHoo. But I do own Isa's crazy treatments! LOL

Massive thanks to my amazing beta Mesmerizeme. She is wicked quick!

-Bella-

After getting ice cream, Edward turns to me and asks why we have never been to my place. I wonder that myself for a moment before I decide that since my place is closer right now anyway, that we might as well go there. We walk silently toward my apartment building and I smile as I let Edward into my home. No one else has ever been here before and I like the idea that Edward is the first one to see it.

I suggest a movie and Edward agrees to it then asks where the bathroom is. I show him and head off to get the movie ready.

"Bella?" The confusion and hurt is evident in his voice as he calls out to me. I jump up trying to find out what has gotten Edward this upset. And then I see it. In Edward's right hand is Isa's black veil, the one she wears every session.

I search Edward's face and I nearly fall to my knees with the force of emotions pouring out: betrayal, hurt, confusion, and denial. But above all, betrayal.

"Edward," I call out to him, begging that he let me plead my case. I knew he would find out eventually but I had hoped it would not be like this.

"You... You are Isa?" I can do nothing but nod my head in admittance. "I loved you! How could you do this to me?" His voice is low and weak, as if he doesn't have the strength to scream and yell; yet his words are loud in my mind and my heart.

Suddenly there is another Edward beside me, and this Edward has no problem raising his voice. "Isa came to me only after I met you! You knew who I was and still you brought me in to torture me? Is this how you get your kicks?"

Another Edward appeared on my other side and spoke slow and venomous in my ear. "You keep hurting me. You hurt everyone you've ever loved. That is why you will never know happiness."

I cannot help the tears that fall down my face. My worst fears being voiced by the one person I feel that I can trust, the one person that I still love is more than I can handle.

"Edward please!" I plead to him one more time.

"No." His face is hard as he shakes his head at me. "You're not good for me, and I don't want you anymore."

Edward begins to walk to the door and every step he takes sets the floor on fire. Soon everything around him is set aflame.

The fire grows quickly and soon I am trapped with no way to escape. I spin around trying to find a way out when I see my friends, dead and gone, are back, staring at me as if they are waiting to attack.

I see Edward walk up to them through the flames and I allow myself a little hope that he will save me from this horror.

Instead he turns to them and says, "You can have her. I'm done with her." Edward just laughs as they start to close in on me. -

"Bella! Bella! Wake up!"

I open my eyes to see Edward's worried face looking back at me, a forgotten toothbrush hanging out of his mouth. He pulls me in tightly and wraps his arms around me.

"It's okay Bella. It was just a dream.

I throw my arms around his neck and hold his as tight as I can.

"Don't leave me Edward. Please." I practically cry into his shirt as I say those words. I know it is selfish of me to ask this of him, but I cannot help it.

"Shhh, Bella. I'm not going anywhere."

We hold each other for a little longer and then I finally pull away to wipe my tears.

"Why don't you go get a shower and I'll get breakfast started. I need to leave for work in a little bit." I nod my head and give him a quick kiss on the cheek before I get up and head to the shower.

-Edward-

When I heard Bella screaming for me I rushed to the living room where she was sleeping. I recognized that she was having a bad dream and remembered quickly how bad mine had gotten. Wanting her out of the dream as soon as possible, I began to shake her slightly and call her name. It did not take long for her to wake and then she held on to me as if her very life depended on it. When she asked me not to leave her, my heart nearly broke.

I send Bella off to shower while I make breakfast. As often as she is staying over, she has began to bring a few changes of clothes to leave here. I would probably be late to work, but I want to make sure that she is okay before I go anywhere.

I hear the shower turn on as I get the pancake batter ready to go on the griddle. I can't help but think over the words Bella was screaming in her sleep and I wonder if this is from how she feels about sending me away all those years ago. The last thing I want is for her to beat herself up over something she cannot change. It has taken me a long time to figure this out, but I want to help Bella realize this as well. I briefly wonder if Isa could help her, but I dismiss it as quickly. I don't want Bella to ever have to go though one of Isa's treatments.

Realizing that there is only one person I can turn to at a time like this, I grab the phone and call my mother, the pancakes now forgotten.

"Hello, Edward."

"Hi Mom. How are things going?" I didn't want to dive right into my problems with her just yet.

"Good, your dad is taking me out tonight, so I'm looking forward to that."

"That's good, you deserve a night out." My mother laughs at that and I remember how much I miss her.

"But enough about me Edward, no one calls their mother first thing in the morning unless there is something wrong, or it's her birthday. And since my birthday isn't for a few more months..." She lets her remark trail off and I sigh as I realize how obvious I was being.

"Do you remember the woman that I wanted you to meet when you came to visit?"

"The one at the sandwich shop? Yes I remember her." My mother's voice was unusually giddy but I chose to ignore it.

"Well we have become very good friends since then and I think there is something in her past that is haunting her but I don't know how to help her."

"Do you know what this thing is that happened to her?"

"She blames herself for sending someone away. And now that she has found that person again and has begun to rekindle the relationship, she is scared that they might leave her again."

"The best you can do Edward, is tell her that you're not going to leave her again, no matter what happens." I nearly drop the phone as what my mother says registers in my mind.

"Why do you think it's me she is talking about?" I nearly whisper.

"I know the woman is Bella. I knew it when we met her that day in the sandwich shop."

"How?" I couldn't seem to speak. There were too many questions and not enough words.

"Bella is the reason that I came to visit you. She knew you needed someone and that I could help."

"I don't understand. You knew?"

"Bella and I stayed in touch over the years." My heart began to sink to the floor and I realized that through the years I agonized over Bella, my mother was still talking to her.

"All these years and you were talking to her behind my back?"

"What did you expect Edward? That she would recover perfectly? That she would just move on with her life? She needed someone to talk to, someone who knew her before the fire and would treat her like a regular person. She turned to me because everyone else was gone." As much as my mother's words hurt, the last line feels like a slap in the face. In Bella's greatest time of need, our friends were dead and then I left her. The anger at the whole situation flares up inside of me and finds my mouth as the only exit.

"You knew that my leaving her practically destroyed me! You knew how hard I searched for her! And still, you kept her from me. Why?" By the time I finish speaking I am practically choking on the tears threatening to fall. Once again, I had failed my Bella by not being there when she needed me, even if she did send me away.

"Because she asked me to. Because she thought letting you go was your only chance at a normal life. Because a part of me thought she might be right."

A perfect silence dances loudly on the line as we each wait for the other to say something else.

"Even if what we did ended up not being the best thing, please know that we did it because we love you."

I hear the shower turn off and I tell my mother that I have to go.

"I love you Edward." No matter what happened before, she was still my mother and I cannot deny that I love her as well.

"I love you too mom, I'll call you later."

I look back at the pancake batter and know that I can't leave without talking to Bella about this. I can't blame her for wanting someone to talk to, and I understand why my mother kept it a secret. But if we are going to have any chance at this relationship, whatever it turns out to be, we have to be open and honest with each other.

I get the griddle ready as I dial the office to call in sick.

A/N: Just for anyone wandering, because I've had this question before; if one of my characters has a dream, I will always reveal that it was a dream before the end of that chapter.

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