A/N: I have a laptop now! Whee! Considering I am displaced because of my house catching on fire - I have been pounding away at my original fiction novel like a madwoman.

I had to do a little research on Chicago before I began this part of our story… so please forgive me for any time, inaccuracies. Bella lands in or around Lincoln Park. I thought I would throw some 2020 references in here… as I pondered for many days, what would happen if we lost the internet.

I am not sure if this is the direction people want the story to go, but your reviews give me the umph and spark creativity to write Fan Fiction and I received few. The author is going to take the lead on this.

I know it's confusing, but to lay it out, we have Vampire Edward in the background, human Edward in the foreground. We also have the return of HallucinaBella for vampire Edward's mental state… Are you confused? So is Bella! What is right or wrong in this situation? What exactly sent them on this journey? I imagine being jealous of yourself is kind of weird!

Twilight is owned solely by Stephenie Meyer. Although the words below are mine, the characters and story belong to her. I own nothing. No copyright infringement intended.

Chapter Eight: Be Careful What You Wish For (EPOV)

I must admit, before processing anything, before becoming dizzy at the circumstances; seeing Bella in my time, in my hometown, dressed as women did back then was… unsettling. Yes, she still was the most beautiful woman I've ever known. As much as I liked it when we dressed up for certain occasions, I liked my Bella. I loved that my Bella never felt the need to spend hours finding the perfect outfit or putting on layers of makeup like my siblings. She was a jeans and chucks kind of girl, simple, fun, easygoing, accepting. Despite daydreaming with hallucinabella, this was not the same.

That's where the confusion started. What the hell was going on? How the hell am I here? ME? I can't sleep! Are we dreaming in tandem? Dead? Did Jacob black put a hoo-doo-voo-doo curse on us? I felt anchored to the 21st century, our time, but unable to shake the reality coming through sight, sound, and a vision I haven't truly seen as a vampire, and I was still a vampire. I didn't have proper attire for the time being - no I look like a 21st century digital boy but nobody gave me a side look; they didn't even acknowledge me. Rude.

I hung back for a few seconds as Bella cursed a blue streak, freaking out that she didn't have a phone.

"I can't fucking text Edward! I can't use stupid google maps! I can't look him up on Facebook! It's not like he has a Facebook, or ever will… because he would have had to block me during one of my anger jags… Wikipedia? Argh! I can't even google his parents… where-in-the-hell does-he-live?! I don't even know if I am alive! Where is Edward? My Edward?" Bella's last words made tears fall, and that was unacceptable.

"Bella!" I yelled out from behind her.

Bella turned around, scowling, and gnawing on her lips, but turned away again as if she thought she heard me, but didn't, nor could she see me. Nobody could.

Funny joke! I want to wake up now!

"Seriously Bella," I tapped her shoulder, and she shooed away the nothingness as she inspected her purse, gasping at the amount of money she had and looking at the book in her hand. I had to admit that was weird.

Looking around, as she was, I knew where we were, but she didn't. Thankfully, it was a park, Lincoln Park. I spent a lot of time here growing up, just admiring the beauty of it all, and it was beautiful and so green. I followed her to the park but kept my distance, in case someone noticed me, and although I knew she could sense me, I did not want to overwhelm her any more than she already is… considering how overwhelmed I am…

Bella did not notice the red ribbon falling from her hair, of course, but someone else did. As Bella went to find a place to sit and read, the person who found her ribbon… was me.

Fuck me.

But… maybe this is … because of the lack of memories of my old life, or the lack of even having this experience. Maybe I'm dead, and this is hell, invisible to the most important person in my world… living with both memories…. cementing in my mind. I am going to watch myself fall in love with Bella, and feel it, and feel jealous, I should have had Carlisle check my head when I returned.

'Well, this is a fucked-up situation, Edward. At least you're getting what you want.' Hallucinabella made her presence known, and now I feel insane beyond repair.

"I never wanted this!"

'You cannot lie to me, Edward Cullen; we played this game, remember? You wished for it, she wished for it… you wanted to be human with her, and she wanted to give you a human memory. Ha! If this wasn't so fucked, I'd tell you to stop moping. You can feel it, you just are not quite experiencing it first-hand. Human you will, and you get to relive it as a vampire. Bizarre, but I wonder what human memory she wants to give you…'

"What do you mean?" Hallucinabella was confusing me.

'I don't know, but your parents are going to die soon, and so are you… it has to be major. She's too confused to do anything right now.' HallucinaBella turned to look at the conversation about to happen.

"Excuse me, miss you dropped this." I cannot believe my human self was being so forward.

"Oh! Edward! Err…" Bella looked down, blushing furiously. I couldn't help but laugh at that gaff, remembering how many of mine she caught during our first conversation.

"How do you know my name?"

Bella twisted her fingers anxiously all over her face, there wasn't a suitable answer for the question. Not that anything she said would make me lose any interest in her. "I didn't! I'm supposed to meet a friend of mine, and her boyfriend... Edward. Weird coincidence, huh?"

"Hmmm," he said with a smile. There is no way I bought into that one, but no doubt caused me to be even more intrigued. The shoe was on the other foot.

"Well, it's rude for me to not ask for yours, as I am not the Edward you were waiting for."

Damn right... human!

"Mind if I sit down?"

Bella nodded, smiling, "It seems as if my friends found something better to do, anyway. My name is Isabella, but everyone calls me Bella."

"Beautiful."

"Yeah, I suppose it upset my mother I didn't live up to the name."

"You don't see yourself clearly do you?"

I barked a laugh and Bella tried to stifle her laughter too.

Bella gasped, "Edward your eyes!"

Another gaff. I wasn't sure Bella could turn any redder than she was at that moment.

"What about my eyes?" my nose crinkled and now the curiosity was turning to worry.

"They are just so green. I've never seen them before… that shade, so vibrant. I don't always have a filter. That might get me in trouble here. Wherever that ends up being." Bella muttered and shook her head, rearranging the distress that was so obvious on her face.

"Can I ask what you mean by that? Where are you from? Don't you live in Chicago?"

Oh God.

Bella took a deep breath, her sadness was palpable. "No, I just arrived... My father, he passed away from the flu. He wanted me to get out of … Philadelphia. So here I am." Her shoulders slumped.

"What about your mother? Don't you have luggage?"

"She's not around either. I am eighteen, just a bit rattled. I didn't have time to pack. I had to get on the next train. I should probably go look for a place to stay, it's starting to get dark. I am not familiar with Chicago; do you have any recommendations? Somewhere safe, there's no need to be lavish. Just clean and safe."

I knew exactly what I was going to do… despite not having a lick of experience in this area.

"Why don't you join my family for dinner?" My mother can answer that question better than me. I can take you in our car when you figure it out. I don't live far from here, if you are comfortable with that, Isabella?"

"Bella."

"Right, Bella, apologies."

"Thank you for the offer, I wouldn't want to put your family out. I'm a complete stranger!"

"You are a kind and beautiful young woman who knows my name… by coincidence. You're reading Jane Austen, so you are smart. Dinner seems like the least I can do. In all truth, my mother would have my hide if I didn't ask you. There is no place to go, and you don't have any other clothing. I cannot imagine the pain you have suffered. I see and hear the loss coming from you."

"You must be a good reader."

"Usually,"

'Oh! That is so funny! C'mon Cullen, even you have to admit how shockingly similar that was to your first conversation. You were a mentalist! You already know her, don't you? Can you see this from his perspective, or yours? Oh lord, this is confusing.'

"Unfortunately, maybe not unfortunately… just utterly confounding." I replied. "I felt as if I knew her, the moment I saw her, and fortune blew a red ribbon my way. No other woman ever made me feel at ease in both worlds. I didn't spend my time thinking about exploits with the girls in my school. This girl, Bella, my Bella, has always been the only one."

HallucinaBella grimaced, 'I'm sorry, this has to be strange for you, I mean wacky-doodle strange. You are about to take this relative stranger to meet your mother. You cannot tell me that isn't something you BOTH wanted. Maybe this is happening for a reason. Maybe you shouldn't watch this.'

"You're right, I'm positive there's a reason for this, a reason that these moments feel entirely real when reflecting. It feels like I've met the love of my life… but I am not long for this world. I want to see how my Mom reacts to her, to me bringing a girl home!"

'Edward, Bella knows you are not long for this world. You have spent so much time lamenting how much you hate what you are. I have a few ideas, and so do you, but this is an adventure not of your making.'

"Frustrating!" I roared. "We could be under some spell, I don't know. My human Bella is going home with my human self, but I am getting the memories."

My human self extended an arm to Bella, with her eyes sparkling in awe as she threaded her arm through mine and began the four-minute walk to my former home. I was jealous, but I had to smile. I missed my Mom and although she wouldn't be able to see me, I will see how she feels about the woman I want eternity with.

Memories of my father were hard to find, we weren't on the same page, ever. He wanted me to join him in his law firm, and it horrified my mother that I wanted to join the war effort. As I watched the two of them strolling arm in arm, I could feel that resolve weakening. It is without a doubt at that moment I knew something fated us.

Or I'm dead... in hell.

Or under a spell.

'One thing at a time, Cullen. Try to enjoy your adventure, you'll never get a chance like this again.' HallucinaBella shrugged, 'Alright, well, I am going to watch this without commentary. Peace out, Cullen!'

I knew HallucinaBella was right. I needed a game plan on HOW to enjoy whatever this is.

Bella turned her head, looking right at me with a wistful look. She missed our 21st century selves. However, Bella is curious and stubborn when she has a goal… I knew her well enough to know she'd see it come to be. Though I did not know what memory she wanted to give. I knew she would do it. Reflecting on my fresh memories, my human self was reeling in confusion at how one girl could appeal to me so quickly, but I was determined to keep her near me. Guess we weren't so different after all.

A/N: There are only a few chapters left of 1918—Can anyone guess what memory Bella wants? Read and Review! Seriously, it gives me the pep I need to write. I appreciate everyone who has so far!