"Whisked Back"

By: lookinthestars

Warning: Chapter 2 gets a little smutty & fluffy.

A/N: Hola Amigas! Thank you for all the 13(yay!) reviews…not one was bad!

I hope everyone had a chance to read the revised ending of Chapter One 'Seeing Red'! It explains a lot more and really helps with the story.

I have decided to name my chapter after a color that represents something in the chapter. Leave a review telling me why I named the chapter the color I did. I will count up the amount of colors you got right, and post the winner when this story is done.

Finally, everyone check my profile for updates or links for 'Whisked Back'!

Enjoy! R&R!

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the rights to the books "Twilight" and "New Moon". I don't own anything except this story plot. (Also, Read above if you feel like you want to sue.)

Guess what? The chapter has come up where I use the 'Reborn' idea!

Chapter 2! Don't Sue!

Chapter Two:

"Seeing Green"

"Uggh…." I moaned as a stretched my legs. I lay on a uncomfortable bed. My arms and legs were stiff and there was a slight pain on my neck. "Oh!" Yesterday's events caught up to me and a shot up out of the bed. I looked around and found myself in a bedroom. The funny thing was that this was not my bedroom, nor Edward's. I had absolutely no idea where…or what, I was.

Yesterday I had been a vampire, and today….Wait! Victoria had…killed me? That couldn't be right. Was it a dream? Was I dead and had gone to heaven? Or maybe this was hell. It wasn't hot though, it was uncomfortably cold. I shivered. This made no sense.

The room I was in had no hints of modern technology. The heater obviously didn't work and there were no lights or phones or TV's. The room was lit by three candles and I could barely see.

Maybe I was human. Vampires could see somewhat well in the dark. Then it hit me. I could check if I was a vampire. My hand flew up to my chest. I gasped. The steady beat of my heart pulsed against my hand. Bam! Bam! Bam!

I was definitely human.

The only question was; Where was I? I glanced down and laughed nervously. I had on a light dress that looked out of date. It went down to just above my ankles and was very covering. There was, though, a deep, plunging neck line.

I checked around the room to see if there was anything else of 'mine'. There wasn't, so I walked out of the room. I walked out into a bustling medium sized room with a cheap chandelier that was fake. I realized I was in a hotel of some sort. Where?

People stared at me as they were walking by, heading in or out of the hotel. From the looks of it, the hotel was a middle-class hotel, well, for the past. I must have looked out of place with my out of date dress. But, they were also dressed for some kind of costume party or something. Why was everybody staring at me? I noticed a mirror at one end of the hotel. I quickly walked to the other end, trying not to draw attention to myself.

I looked into hazy mirror and gasped. I looked back at a beautiful girl, whose brown hair was perfectly curled and put back into a half-up, half-down style that showed of her heart face. She had just a touch of blush creeping onto her pale, pale skin. Her eyes created quite a contrast from her light skin and dress.

That girl couldn't be me. I had just woken up from a cruddy old mattress, sleeping for who knows how long. The Bella I used to know would wake up with dark under eye circles and hair in a pile on top of her aching head. Yet, that girl was me in the mirror. The people staring were ogling at me. Weird. People usually ogle at the Cullens. Rosalie, Alice, Carlisle, Edwar-

Edward! Where was he? He died as well as me, in the same room as me. He should be here too. Right? I raced out of the hotel. I noted its name; "The Royale Inn". Wow. Original.

I had run out to a crowded city with people almost knocking me over. I was used to cities, though. I grew up in Phoenix….I could handle this.

Then I realized, then and there, that this strange day had just gotten a lot worse. I glanced around and saw more, no all the people dressed in old clothes. The buildings looked like ones you'd see in black and white pictures. Some old fashioned cars rolled slowly over the cobble street. Some horse-drawn carriages were also on the road. I realized I was a beautiful girl, alone in a big city. I should have been afraid, but I decided to try and dazzle someone.

I saw a 20 year old looking man, alone, and took a step in front of him. He banged into me and I fell to the ground. Perfect.

"Oh! I'm terribly sorry Miss!" The man apologized. I smiled sweetly at him as he lifted me off the ground by my hand. I looked stunned.

"It was my fault." I replied, trying to mimic the mans perfect flow of words, "I was lost in my own little world" I added a sweet, feminine laugh. He looked a little nervous, shy. The way I probably looked when Edward talked to me, sometimes. "Could you help me?" I asked.

"Of course." The man shook his head a little, side to side, trying to clear it. It was actually working.

"I actually got a little bit lost," I glanced around, "Seeing as you looked like you knew where you were going…." I paused not knowing were to take this, "What city am I in?" Whoops.

He looked confused, "Chicago." I felt my jaw drop. Chicago? That's where Edward lived when he was a human!

I giggled, "And what year?" I added in a teasing voice. I hoped I could get the man to think I was just joking around, or flirting with him.

"1918." He said, looking a little scared. I quickly recovered from my shock. 1918. The year Edward was turned into a vampire.

I laughed some more, "I'm kidding," I reassured him. If only he knew the truth, "Now, being serious, do you know where a lot of families live round this city?" I asked, my eyelashes fluttering.

"Yes. Most families." He smiled back at me. He had obviously taken my earlier questions as a joke.

"Wonderful. Do you know where Edward Masen lives?" I said, a little to anxiously.

"The Masen family? Of course! He is a very successful lawyer. They are very wealthy!" He said, enthusiastic. I breathed a sigh of relief.

I realized he must have been talking about Edward's father. "Do they have a son named Edward?"

"Yes. Edward Anthony." He grumbled. I held back a smile. He was jealous.

"Can you show me where they live?" I asked. Please say yes, please.

"Most definitely. It's not a long walk from here. Follow me." I followed him away from the hotel and into the city of Chicago. The man introduced himself as William Brer. William babbled on about the city and how well he knew the Masens. From what I could tell, he was trying to impress me.

Soon we stopped in front of a huge brick house, just on the outskirts of the city. I turned to William.

"Thank you very much. Maybe I shall see you soon?" I grinned.

"Perhaps." He looked worried for a second, "I never got your name…"

I lied, "Jessica…." I stopped. No need to lie more then you have to.

"Goodbye Jessica." He turned and walked away. Few!, he reminded me of Mike Newton.

I made my way up the brick bath and knocked on the enormous door. A timid maid opened the door.

"Hello?" The looked bored and tired.

"Hi. I'm here to see Edward? He's expecting me." I smiled.

"Edward Senior isn't in I'm afraid." She paused, "Neither is Mrs. Elizabeth Masen,"

"No. I'm here to see his son." I snapped, a bit too pushy. I gave her a reassuring look. I didn't want her to think I was robbing them.

"Well, come in then." The maid answered. She held the door open for me. I stepped in. The house was beautiful, full of magnificent charm. It was almost as amazing as the Cullens house…

"Shall I go get Edward?" The maid asked, getting in my face. I shook my head.

"Uhh…I should probably go and see him myself," I stated. I hope she would believe me….

"I guess that would be alright. Edward is upstairs in his room, the third door on the right.

"Thank you," I added, graciously. I pushed my way up stairs as the maid disappeared into another room downstairs. I walked down the hall slowly. I could hear sounds of a piano being played. They sounded familiar. I turned my head to the side to try and catch the tune. I remembered.

It was my lullaby!

I started to run down the hall, and stopped at the third door on the right, like the maid had said. The piano rang out majestic sounds that Edward wrote for me.

"Edward….?" I whispered, sticking my nose in the crack of the door.

"What Beatrice?" He answered, annoyed. He still played my lullaby. Beatrice? Must be the maid….

"Edward!" I hissed. He looked up, confused. He tried sniffing the air. I was probably not used to… "Edward!" He stood up. His head darting toward my direction. The music stopped. He gracefully walked up to the door, still not able to see me. Or smell me.

He was human too.

His hair was still a gorgeous bronze color and his face looked the same. He wasn't as pale, but was tanner then me. His abs weren't as distinct, but I could still see them through his old fashioned shirt. I looked up, not knowing what to expect.

He had startlingly green eyes, not the topaz I had grown to love. But, the green eyes were just as strange and gorgeous.

"Who…." He started. I flung the door open, catching him in a look of surprise.

"Bella!" He yelled with glee. I jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly. I started to cry. I tightened my arms around his neck, and then realized this was the first time I had touched him, or vice versa, when we were both the same…species. We were both humans.

"Bella…." I could hear him crying too. His arms held me tight, and he ran his hands down my hair. "I missed you so much…" I looked up at him and his lips came crashing down on mine. There were no restraints this time when he kissed me. He didn't have to be afraid of hurting me. I let the kiss stop.

"I love you Edward," I cried into his shoulder blade.

"You have no idea…." Edward stated, staring into my eyes. I smiled as he hugged me even tighter. I pressed my ear against his chest and sighed. I distinct heartbeat filled my head. I kissed his chest. I could hear his heart speed up rapidly. Ha, I could dazzle him now.

"Edward," I murmured. I pushed my head against his neck. His body was crushing against every line of mine.

"Mhmm?" He shook his head. He was obviously in a daze. "Yes?" He corrected.

"Where…why…." I couldn't form words to answer my questions.

"We're in Chicago, 1918. The year I died." He paused, waiting for my reaction. I just held him tighter, "I guess something strange happened when we were killed by Victoria. We were sent back here, to where I died. Maybe since you broke all the rules…"

"Me?"

"You don't like blood." He stated a matter of fact-ly.

"Right, go on…." I urged. He smiled.

"Since you broke all the vampire rules, or at least the biggest one, and you were immune to any vampire mind power that was thrust you. My power, Aro's, Jane's…" He trailed off. "You might have had even more powers that we didn't get to see."

"But, everyone else only has one power!"

"You're special."

"Of course I am" I said, sarcastically. He chuckled. "Wait, Carlisle is alive…and he's here. He can get us back to the present time, right?"

Edward sighed. I could tell he had thought a lot about this. "Carlisle is alive and here…it's just…I don't think he'll remember us." I gasped.

"What?"

"He knows us in the future, Bella. Not now."

"Oh." He looked down at me and smiled.

"Let me go do something." Edward said, a little nervously. I nodded. He disappeared out the door. I heard him walking down the stairs. I missed him already. I could then hear the faint murmuring of Edward's velvet voice. I was glad that that hadn't changed.

"Yes," Edward finished, "Thank you Beatrice." I could barely hear that, but the final product was clear. Edward and I were alone in the house, to my knowledge.

He pounded up the stairs, running fast. He burst through the door and took a deep breath.

"I'm slow." He confessed, awestruck himself. I giggled. One hundred years of running like a vampire would do that to you. He reached out to me and I graciously bounded across the room, into his arms. I walked us over to his bed and sat us both down.

"What was that all about?" I asked, gazing up at his beauty. He stared down at me, and seemed to be doing the same thing.

"I wanted us to have some quiet. With Beatrice around, you never know when she'll pop up." He chuckled, twisting his free hand in my hair.

"I see…" I paused, "Where are your parents? Beatrice said they weren't here."

"Father is away in New York on some job excursion. He's a-"

"Lawyer." I finished for him. He stared at me, confused.

"How'd you know?"

"Well, I woke up from…who knows what, and tricked this guy named William Brer to bring me here. He explained everything to me. Everything."

William's voice still babbled in my head. It was giving me a headache.

"Tricked?" He asked, teasingly. He was going to make me say it.

"I….flirted with him. A lot." I stopped, giggling, "He seemed to think we had some sort of connection. He wanted to see me again." Edward frowned.

"William Brer…I hate that guy." I expected him to growl, but remembered he couldn't. Edward seemed surprised at the fact he couldn't growl, then remembered as I had just done.

"Do you hate him because he was trying to hook up with your wife, or do you know him already?" I asked, curious. I twisted my engagement ring on my finger. A slow smile crept up on Edward's glowing face.

"I hated him already, he was such a player. But, now," He said, putting his arms around my waist, his face inches from mine. "I want to kill him."

"Good thing you don't have vampire strength anymore!" I laughed. He grinned, keeping his arms around me.

"Hey, just because I'm human, doesn't mean I can't kill him."

"Right." I sighed, "You're human…."

"Really?" He said teasing me, "That explains why I don't want to eat you anymore…" He kept his voice teasing and light.

"Where's Elizabeth?"

"With my father. She likes to accompany him on his business trips," He saw my questioning face, "They get back next week, at the least."

"Beatrice….?"

"Won't come back 'till I call for her. Her house is across the street." Edward answered for me. I tried to glance out the window, my curious side taking over. But, the blinds were closed tightly, the sunlight shining somewhat through them.

"Bella…." Edward longed, keeping his eyes on my lips. I answered his thoughts and pulled him even closer to me, lunging at his slips. He responded instantly, our lips moving with each others. Edward pulled my down, forcing me to lie down on the big bed. He rolled himself on top of me, his lips never disappearing from mine.

Edward's one hand, that was preventing his entire body weight from my body, moved to my face and caressed my cheek bones. My hands moved onto his head, and twisted themselves into Edward's bronze hair.

We let our love for one another take over and for the first time, Edward and I proved our love for each other, by making it together.

Read and Review, and I will reward you with another chapter…tonight!