A/N: So, I've just recently realized that the borders I've been putting into the story in order to signify the passing of time haven't been coming out, so sorry about that if anything seemed a little disjointed. I'm loving the reviews, it's great to hear that people are enjoying this!

As I drift off into my drug induced slumber I dream. This surprises me, usually when I am medicated I see only the blackness of the back of my eyelids while I sleep.

I dream that I am back in Forks, in my room, with my photos on the wall and the purple comforter Charlie so painstakingly chose for me. I get off my bed and go to look at the pictures that neatly line the wall by my dresser, and as I look at the pictures they begin to move, like I'm in some sort of Harry Potter alternate universe.

The first picture is of my first day of kindergarten, I have a horrendous bow on the top of my head, it's hot pink, and I'm sure my mother thought it was the height of five year old fashion. The much younger me waves at me, and then she turns around and gestures for someone to come over into the frame. A young boy with messy bronze hair runs up next to Little Bella, and he holds her hand. Then he kisses her on the cheek and she blushes scarlet.

The next picture shows a gawky pre-teen me getting ready to go to my first, and only, middle school dance. I'm wearing an ill fitting dress that Renee insisted I get, despite not being able to properly fill it out, and bright blue eye shadow. I stand nervously with a group of other middle school girls and all of their dates, I'm the only one who is alone. But here comes the same boy from earlier, he's grown a little bit too. He dashes up to younger me and wraps his arms around her waist before leaning down and whispering what I'm sure in an apology for being late in her ear.

The third picture I recognize, although I don't know who could have taken it. I'm standing with five other teenagers, although they're all inhumanly beautiful. Of course that makes sense with them not actually being human and all. Four of them start to swirl in circles dancing around me and… the boy, who is now all grown up. He grabs me by the hand and stars spinning me around just as graceful as the rest of them. I laugh.

There is one more picture on the wall. It is different than the others, it's black and white. I'm barely eighteen, standing against a wooded background. I start moving my head back and forth, as if looking for something, but I can't seem to find it, I start to run and look around, but I cannot find that which I seek. Suddenly I realize exactly what I'm looking for, or rather, who I'm looking for. I stop and sink to my knees before curling up in a ball and crying.

Suddenly there is a knock on my bedroom door, and I go to answer it. It is Charlie.

"Hey kid, you about ready? It's time to go." He says. I do not remember having to be anywhere, but I look down and see that I am wearing a black dress and shoes, so I nod and leave the room with him.

Suddenly I'm standing back in his meadow, but there are so many people there. I recognize many of them from my time at Forks High. They are gathered around in a circle. Charlie pushes me towards the group, and continues to push me until I see that they are all surrounding a grave.

Charlie stands next to me and says, "Well Bells, what are you waiting for? Get on in there." Then he pushes me into the open grave. I turn over and look up.

At the mouth of my grave is Edward, it seems in my final moments I am able to think his name without pain. He is holding a shovel, and he starts to fill in the hole with me still inside.

I wake up screaming.

Tommy comes running into the room.

"Whoa there Bella, are you okay?"

I want to scream at him, to make it plain that I am not okay at all. I don't think I'll ever actually be okay again. But I don't do this. Instead I nod my head and mumble something about having a nightmare.

Tommy shakes his head, "Yeah, that doesn't surprise me, the sedative Dr. Snow gave you probably wore off quite some time ago, you've been out for three days Bella."

This information startles me. I didn't realize I'd been out of it for so long.

"I was actually on my way over here to see if I could get you up and give you these when I heard you start screaming."

Tommy holds up a pair of grey sweats and a plain dark blue long sleeve t-shirt.

"Why are you giving me those?" I ask.

"Because you're going to go stay with Rosalie and her family for a while in a couple of hours, don't you remember?"

I slowly nod my head. How could I forget? Tommy leaves me to get changed, which I do quickly. He doesn't leave me my pills this time, I'm sure I'll have to take them with someone watching from now on. I'm sure he got in trouble for my little stunt, I feel badly about that.

Tommy comes back in with a small cup of pills, they look different from normal and I ask him what they are. He tells me that I have been put on a new pill regiment by Rosalie, starting today. I take the pills and am surprised when they start to melting instantly on my tongue. They're nothing more than sugar. Tommy seems to be watching me for some type of reaction, and I realize that he doesn't know that they're sugar pills, so I start to relax a bit. He tells me to relax, and that he'll be back as soon as Rosalie shows up to get me.

I almost laugh at his instructions. Yes, I'll just chill here and wait for my vampire ex-boyfriend's sister, who just happens to hate my guts. No problem Tommy, no problem.

What feels like a couple of hours later Tommy comes back into the room.

"Rosalie is here I take it?" I ask.

He smiles, "Not exactly, her brother came to get you."

My heart instantly freezes. Her brother? Which brother?

My mind starts going a mile a minute trying to convince myself that there is no way that it could be him. But logic rules supreme in my brain right now, and I cannot see how it could be anyone else. Carlisle is posing as her father as usual. I know they wouldn't introduce Emmett as Rosalie's brother, ever, because it would look really creepy if they started to make out and people thought they were related. I couldn't see it being Jasper, because he doesn't do well around humans, and with his gift I wouldn't think he'd do very well at all around the crazy ones. That only leaves one male family member who it could possibly be.

I resist the urge to try and make a mad dash for the exit, I know that resistance is futile.

I square my shoulder and follow Tommy, mentally preparing to see the man who broke my heart.