AN: Sorry this is so early, but got a full day of errands. Gotta go!

The Whispering Woods

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Time stopped, or at least it seemed like it, as her words sank into Edward's head. "You saw how my parents died?"

She nodded. "I had the dream the first time when I was a little girl and again a few days before we met."

"I was hundreds of miles from here when we had the accident—how could you have possibly dreamed of me?" Proximity was a necessary thing for him to get anything useful from his gift. He only had to touch someone to get a glimpse of their past or thoughts, and earlier he didn't even need that to hear the thoughts of people near him. "Are you telling me you could've prevented it if you knew me?" She mentioned seeing farther into the future in her dreams.

She shook her head. "Back then I could only see a few seconds ahead, not positive about my dreams. I didn't always remember them, or tried not to."

He had to get out of the car and did so with quick movements as anger coursed through him. Fingers curled into fists; he pounded the hood of his car and tried not to rage. If she had dreamed of the accident, she knew he was claustrophobic. She had to know he had scars along the back of his neck and back from sitting in a seat made of glass due to the accident.

It had been in the dead of night on the way home from a camping trip. He had a horrible nightmare and demanded to leave, essentially killing his parents.

She knew all of it.

Edward heard her approach him from behind, his body tensing. He turned to meet her gaze. "Did you see it all?"

Tears glazed her gem-like eyes. "Yes. You weren't responsible, Edward."

"How can you say that? We left because of me."

"If you hadn't, you would've been taken by a sick fuck that was camping in the area," she blurted out, clasping a hand over her mouth in shock.

"What?"

She closed her eyes and rubbed her face hard with her hands. "Sometimes I see different outcomes, not just one. There was only two that night. Do you remember the nightmare you had that night?"

He shook his head. "Are you saying that I dream of the future, too?"

"Maybe, or you had met him earlier and picked up his intentions?"

Edward uttered a curse and nodded. "It's possible. We met a few campers out there, too. I remember a man...Not that it matters. It was because of me we had to leave."

"How can you see yourself as responsible for another fuck's sick obsession with little boys. Give yourself a break. Your parents wouldn't want you to blame yourself."

He waved his arms around. "Oh, that's rich coming from you. You're a fucking hypocrite. If it's not my fault my parents died that night, then it's not your fault your mother left!"

Less than an inch separated their bodies, their breathing rough, eyes blazing with fire. He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her to him, at the same time her arms came around his shoulders. Mouths meeting almost brutally, tongues stroking with intensity, as their hands roamed. His groans mixed with her soft whimpers, and only when they pulled away, did he kiss the edge of her ear, lips lingering as he spoke.

"Did you see that coming, Princess?"

Before she could answer, they heard a throat clear behind them.

AN: So that happened. Thanks to MC for your help with the chapter. I'm getting nervous, I only have a handful of chapters, I need to get my butt in gear and start writing some more! Lots of new readers and faces on Facebook, thanks and welcome! Thanks to all of you, for reading, recommending it and reviewing. And to those that send me a little help to get some precious writing time, I appreciate you so much and thank you for your support.