Disclaimer: I own a broken heart. Don't even ask. And to my fucking pleasure I don't own this.

Edward left Bella, again, and she was killed by whatever creepy vampire it was that hurt Seth. The end. Ok, so maybe that was a sick joke.

All of us sat in the living room and just thought. The silence was creepy. "Carlisle, are you sure that you don't know of any vampires with that sort of power?" I said, hoping that he would answer me differently this time.

"Bella, I keep thinking, but I have never heard of anyone with a power even close to that." he replied, for the third time. Edward had been quiet this entire time, not saying anything. He had just pulled me to his lap and held me tightly. "Edward?"

He looked up at me. "Hm?"

"Did you think of anything?"

He looked extremely displeased. "No, I haven't thought of anyone like that." His grip on me became more defined and he rested his head on my shoulder. This was nice, even if we had more pressing matters at hand and I didn't even know what Edward and I were anymore.

"So what are we going to do?" came Rosalie's quiet question. She had been deep in thought until this point.

"We're going to find this creep and kick his ass!" said Emmett, flexing his muscles.

"Emmett, shut up." snorted Jasper. "Look, how do we even know this vampire is bad? Yea, so he attacked a werewolf. A lot of vampires would do the same exact thing. They are our enemies, after all. It could have just been instinct." He remained calm with Alice beside him.

"I just wish I could remember if I knew him." I snarled. I was getting frustrated, and that feeling was snowballing with every new event that took place. Edward started rubbing little circles on my back, and I leaned into him. My eyes were closed, as if I was hoping to see something that might help behind them.

"Isabella, my dear, I would never take your life away. You may have a gift far more important than you believe." Came Aro's soft and humorous voice. My request had been denied. Damn them all! "Of course, if you feel you have no meaning for life, perhaps you should join us? Give us a chance to show you the different way one of us can live." Of course he was shocked by my golden eyes. Most of them were.

"No thank you." I said. "I can see you will be of no help, perhaps I can find someone else to sympathize with me."

"Bella!" said Edward. I shook my head quickly, bringing myself back to the present.

"Sorry, I was just remembering something." I said, taking his hand and squeezing it gently.

Carlisle sat up in his seat. "Did you see something useful?"

I shook my head. "Nothing I can think of. I just saw myself back in Volterra, but no creepy invisible vampires." I said, smiling weakly.

"I think I am going to go into my office and think all of this over." Carlisle stood up, taking Esme's hand. "Come with me, my sweet?" they both exited up the stairs together. Rosalie and Emmett were talking in hushed whispers, and I didn't even try to listen in. I was tired. So I left Edward's arms and stood to walk up to my room. He looked at me and I knew what he was thinking. "No, Edward, I wasn't being serious when I said you couldn't come into my room tonight." I sighed.

He smiled the crooked smile that made me weak in the knees. "Race you." And of course he won. I went to change my clothes and lay on my bed. I had to hand it to Alice; she had been prudent by ordering me clothes. At least now I had something to wear. Edward waited for me on the armchair in the corner. We were quiet, although I knew he was watching my every breath from his seat.

"Bella?" He murmured.

"Yea?" I said. I kept my eyes closed, wishing that I could actually sleep, and he could take me in his arms and hold me.

"Why do you think you have the power you do?" well, this certainly wasn't the question I was expecting. I opened my eyes and sat up.

"What do you mean?"

"Carlisle thinks that we carry our strongest traits with us into this life. Why do you think that you have this power of forgetfulness?" he said, not looking at me.

I thought about it, and knew he wouldn't like the answer I gave him. "I think it's because during the last few months of my life, I tried everything I could to forget you. You told me I would, but in truth I remembered all of you so vividly it hurt me at night, so I wanted nothing more than to forget." All of this I said in a whisper, hoping that would take some of the hurt away from both of us.

"Why did you go to Volterra?" what was this, an interrogation?

"To die." If he could do it, why couldn't I?

He jumped up and shot over to my bed. Still maintaining some sort of distance, he sat down and looked at me bug eyed. "Why in heavens name would you do that?" he asked, trying to keep calm.

"Why did you?"

Edward fell quiet at that. "Touché."

"I knew I was never going to move on, Edward, and I couldn't stand being alone anymore." I took his hand and rubbed it gently. He looked at me hopefully.

"So there was never anyone else?"

"Of course not. I would ask the same for you, but I already witnessed you and Tanya, so…" I shrugged. I didn't want to let him see how that one short moment still hurt me.

He pulled me across the bed and held me tightly to his chest. "Tanya was a girl with some sort of fascination with me, and affections I shot down as politely as I could as often as I could. You will always be the only woman for me, Bella Swan." He kissed my hair. "I will do anything to make you believe that."

"I do."

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