Bella decides that she would try to build up a tolerance to the sun's rays.

If there is goodness inside your dead heart, then you will build up a little immunity to the sun. Vampires can be good people, we can, but there is evil too and it is sleeping inside. It is like when eve ate the forbidden fruit, it slowly crept up inside her. it ate her, it consumed her, it changed her. it changed all of us, down a long line of mortals. For immortals it is worse, harder, a curse that there is no cure for. Bella did not want a cure. She was made for immortality, made to burn, as passion always did. Passion burned, burned so much and it inspired like muses own long, ancient lines of goddesses and faeries. Some vampires are enchanted, some are undercover, God's agents in the flesh. Bella is so still. She sits by the window staring at the sun. The sun reaches inside and it burns Bella. She lets it, for ten minutes, and then she crawls to the window and shuts the window closed and with her fiery bloody hands she draws the blinds. She writhes in pain but feels accomplished. She endured the burning agony of the sun for ten minutes. Now she is in so much pain but feels like she has come out the other end so much stronger. She crawls to her Edward, who holds her. There are still dead flames on Bella, and the ashes rub onto Edward as he holds Bella. Alice enters the room and hoses both of them off with cool water. She leaves to respect their intimate pain that they share together. Edward holds Bella until she stops crying. She is crying because the pain made her realize that this is a curse. It is a gift, she can see that now, but it is also a curse and maybe Edward was right to warn her. In pain Edward's Bella weeps. Edward holds her until she falls asleep.

If you hate vampires and think you are so much better... then, God doesn't want you to bully his other creations/creatures. You are hypocrites. Jacob, for example, is a werewolf and thinks he is better than the cold ones. Werewolves are monsters too. And then you have the simple humans who love to get slutty, cheat on their lovers, do drugs, watch porn, et cetera. And if you are going to start hating on gay people...respect people who are different you sinful normies. YOU GOT IT - bullying is evil, being a fabulous gay vampire queen is not.

Then there was the biggest test of the century. Edward bought a black tent that has SPF properties. A necro tempered tent. Bella an Edward would bring it to the field and see if it would protect Bella from the sun. If the tent wasn't enough, Edward would use super speed to whisk Bella away to somewhere inside. The loving couple wants to be at their meadow and Bella wants to look at Edward while he is sparkling.

"You know this might not work," Edward said.

"I know. But I want to risk it," Bella said.

"We should test the tent outside of the house first. If it doesn't work and we're all the way at the meadow you might burst into flames and cease to exist," Edward said, warning Bella.

"Okay," Bella said. "I guess I wouldn't want that. I was in this for the immortality. And you, Edward."

Meanwhile in California, Spike is out hunting the current slayer...

Spike is a rebel with a cause. Vampires aren't bad. Vampires have fun. Spike is madly in love with his fair maiden Drusilla. Drusilla was going to be a nun; she gave her life to God. Then Angel tormented her, killed her family, found her at the convent and turned her into a vampire. She went mad, or madder than she was before, a beautiful kind of crazy. Spike fell in love with that Drusilla, the crazy chick. The thing is... her visions could be completely accurate. Either way, that was why Spike was so infatuated with Dru. Her mind was here and there, remnants of her other life at the convent and with a family that loved her were still there somewhere, locked up in the back of Drusilla's mind.

And Spike did have fun with Drusilla. He allowed her to be herself in her madness. Nobody drugged Drusilla. Drusilla was a queen. She was fabulous. No risperdal for her, no instead she gets bloodlust and rainbows and murder sprees. You know that drugs are bad for you. The government said so, so why are they giving drugs to people locked in psych wards? No, no, no. Not for Drusilla, and surely not for Spike.

Back to Bella...

Sometimes you just want to lay on the floor and weep. That was the way it was for Bella. She did not know before that she would feel like a monster, a wild animal trapped in a cage. Let me get this straight - not that we must be straight - but she did not at all regret becoming a vampire. She was immortal now, and a worthy bride for her Edward. Sometimes, though, she ran in the night like a creature, at midnight, fast and stalwart and bright. And then she dragged herself home, hungry and tired and almost psychotic from the blood lust, she curled up in a ball on the hard floor and wept. That was what it was to be a new vampire that burned in the sun instead of sparkling bright, a beautiful dove or a unicorn. No, Bella realized now, she became a creature of the night.

Edward looks at Bella with a pained, sorrowful gaze. His eyes are bright and weary. He pulled Bella into a hug and held onto her so tightly. There was no magical happy ending, but they were together, and hope was pinned in Bella's golden eyes.

It is midnight now, and Bella and Edward are on a date. Now that they were both immortal, no matter the how, they could start actually dating. Dating as equals, as equal as a heterosexual relationship can possibly be anyways. They go to a coffee cafe that is open all night. Vampires love drinking hot coffee because it makes them feel much less cold and empty inside. Bella doesn't have to breathe anymore, and her newly immortal body feels strangely cold and her throat is tight, burning, aching for blood. It was awful at first, then exciting, then peaceful. It was peaceful because it meant she was immortal and no longer had to fear death.

So, they got to the cafe and ordered coffees. They sat at one of the tables and sipped hot bitter coffee while exchanging meaningful glances.

"I know you have been struggling to adjust," Edward said to Bella. There was so much more he wanted to say. He felt like her pain was his fault. In his eyes were echoes and scars, old wounds and rivers of love, an ocean hiding deep inside the soul he used to have.

"I'm okay," Bella said.

She decides to tell Edward about the dreams she has been having, about Spike and Angel. She decides to tell him that there might be a way he can get his soul back, the way Angel did, if they can find him. She doesn't want to get his hopes up too much if the information is incorrect.

Because of Edward, Bella is immortal.

Maybe because of Bella, Edward Cullen would finally find salvation. If it was real.

"Maybe they're just dreams," Edward says.

"Still. Spike is like me. He burns in the sun," Bella said. "And he is my maker."

"I'm your lover," Edward said, a tweak of jealousy in his eyes.

"I know, I know," Bella said. Her eyes sparkled even though her skin never would.

The lovebirds finish their coffee and then take a stroll in the dark. Bella gazes at the stars that seem to be forming a strange new pattern. The moon is misty and a silver, shining white. It is a safe form of light, and part of Bella wants to howl at it. They find a patch of grass to lay down and star gaze. It is a peaceful night. The mortals are asleep and there aren't many being out and awake.

"I love you, you know," Bella said. She didn't become a vampire only for Edward - she craved the safety of immortality - but she did do it for Edward.

Edward grinned. "I know," he whispered. The sadness in his eyes was gone. Buried, maybe, but now his eyes were smiling. Everything was okay and it would stay that way.

They make it home before day breaks. Bella gets inside safely before dawn. For the first time in a long time, she feels balanced and okay. Safe. Full of hope and pride and maybe a plan. She drank a bottle of pig's blood and smiled, blood getting on her lips. She dances around in the kitchen in a way that might be embarrassing if one of the normies were watching. But nobody was, except maybe the Cullens, and they would be family soon, as soon as Bella and Edward got married. It would be a special and beautiful moonlight wedding. Bella would invite everybody she loved.

So, she let the happiness be real. And it would be.

To be continued...