I awoke in the middle of the night, branches striking against the window, screaming at the storm which possessed it's limbs to sway.

"Edward!" I squeaked in panic, flinging the covers off my sweat drenched body. Where is he? Where am I?

Fingers fumbling in fear and confusion, I reached the lamp atop the bedside table and pulled the chord to release it's light. As if the light triggered my memory, everything came flooding back in an instant. How Lestat used his powers to lure me out in the forest, the dreams, his apartment. But most importantly, Edward's angel face. I had forgotten that beautiful face that I loved so much. Why had I forgotten? Lestat…

I wouldn't let him make me forget. Never again. And I would get back to my Edward….but how? Why wasn't he looking for me? Did he give up? How long have I been here?

A million thoughts clouded my mind, screaming at me all at the same time. Only one rational thought rose above all, call the Cullens.

Shakily, I reached for phone on the square little table that held the lamp. I remembered the numbers perfectly, to my joy. I dialed in a hurry. Obviously Lestat wasn't home, his powers must have a range like Edward's do….but then what was he doing? I shuddered at the thought, and pushed the numbers carved in my memory.

It rang.

On the first ring, a familiar voice pushed an aggravated "hello?" from his tense marble lips. I nearly fainted just hearing him breathe again. It was my Edward.

"Edward?" I whispered, tears already streaming down my face. Just to hear his voice again took my breath away.

"Bella? Bella?" he screamed, frightened through the phone.

Soon my whole body shook with tears, I couldn't suppress the anger and hurt any longer. Little gulps and moans escaped my fragile quavering lips, trying to speak but not finding enough strength to handle my emotions.

Finally a coherent sentence formed at my mouth, "Edward? I'm scared…don't let him hurt me Edward." my voice still hushed at a whisper.

"Oh god! Bella are you okay? Where are you? Did he touch you!" growls and tearless sobs blared out from the cordless phone in my hand.

"I'm okay for now…but Edward he's strong!" my voice rose in fear and anticipation of what was to come. What would happen if Lestat found me talking on the phone….he would suck me dry.

"Don't worry about that. Bella, listen to me, where are you?" calmed now, struggling to get useful information out of a still sobbing me.

"I…I…don't know! I don't know where he took me!" realization hit.

"Bella, listen carefully….look out the window. What do you see?"

I rose to my knees still on the bed, and reached up to a small window above Lestat's bed. I drew the curtian, but only saw darkness.

"It's too dark! It's too dark!" panic ensued, shaking me to the core. How would he find me if I didn't even know where I was?

"Bella calm down…" he said in his velvety smooth voice, knowing It would soothe my nerves.

"try one more time for me Bella, just try love…"

"Okay."

I looked out into the darkness once more, searching for something, anything to guide my love to me. And then I saw it….beneath the Silhouette of mountains was a small light in the distance…a cabin.

"Edward!" I nearly screamed, jumping up and down on the silky soft bed.

"I see mountains! And there's a cabin on one."

A pause in the phone broke my moment of happiness.

"Edward?"

"I think I know…" he paused another moment, in thought. " It's the ranger station in the woods! I'll be right there Bella…"

"Wait-"

I heard rustling and an all too familiar voice outside the window. Lestat was back.

"Edward, he's here…" I cried in a hushed tone.

"Bella! I'll be there in a minute!" he shouted into the phone. I had to cover it with my palm to muffle the noise, in case Lestat could hear.

Thoughts swam in my head. I would be saved…Edward would be coming for me. Steps rushed in to the apartment, different steps...uneven, light steps…..Lestat brought someone. I heard a faint female squeak of pleasure from the living room. A drunken squeak. A drunk girl….

He was going to feed on her. Bile washed up towards my mouth, and I swallowed hard, pushing it down, finding my nerves. I whispered into the phone, now crouched behind the bed.

"Edward, he's going to eat a girl!" meaning…oh no.

"He'll be stronger Edward!"

"Bella don't worry, I can handle him…"

"Where is everyone else?" raising my whisper into a normal voice. I cursed mentally for my lack of control.

"Out looking for you…"

"Edward, you can't kill him, not by yourself…."

"Bella-"

"Don't come." I rushed out, a plan forming in my mind.

I heard a hurt sigh, and the beginning my name when Lestat spoke from in front of the bed.

"Bella, darling, what are you doing down there?"

"Lestat!" excitement rising in my body…my hands wanting to touch him.

I shoved the phone behind my back.

"oh.. I accidentally fell off the bed. Where did you go? I missed you!" sincerity ringing my words true, my feet taking me closer. A faint growl came from the phone, pulling me back. Edward was listening.

"I'm sorry love…I was out in town, catching a snack. Would you like to see?"

He led me out into the living room, his marble palm stretched across the small of my back, where a drunken teenage girl rested on the couch, passed out. He walked toward her, stalking her limp body. He lowered his hand to trace her throat, a razor sharp nail met her fair skin, blood dripping from the incision. The familiar smell of copper filled my nostrils, making my head swim. Not now…

"Oh." I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying not to faint. My knees started to buckle.

Lestat only smiled, and in one vicious movement, sunk his teeth into her flesh, lifting her throat to his body, then pulled back seconds later to reveal a stronger, confident, blood soaked Lestat.

"Did you like what you saw?" wild with hunger, red eyes pierced my soul.

What would he do if I said no?

"yes." I managed to say convincingly.

Another, louder, helpless growl from the phone. I had to push my hand against it as hard as I could to muffle it.

"Why don't you undress." he stalked towards me.

"huh?" oh god.

"I would like your body now." stalking seductively towards me, curls of blonde hair falling to rest on his brow. He never looked so…dangerous as he does now.

"Lestat…I think I'm going to be sick…the blood" I said, pointing my finger at the mangled carcass upon the sheik brown leather sofa.

Please Edward….this should give you enough time to gather up everyone…

"now." he ordered, raising his head, chin jutted forward, staring me down with those taunting ruby eyes.

"Wait, please, Lestat…you don't want me to pass out on you when we are…" my mouth physically hurt saying this, "making love…do you? Can't we go for a walk? Just a tiny walk…I know a perfect place to go…"

"Where?" he said in a closed off, aggravated tone.

"The Meadow."

Please Edward, find me there..

I heard the phone click off. Edward and his family would be there waiting for us…I would be saved.

"we could make love there…It will be perfect!"

"Bella, it's storming outside. I don't want you getting sick before I change you."

A scream caught in my throat. No, this couldn't be happening.

"you didn't think I was going to leave you human, did you?" an amused chuckle bounced off the walls of warm living room…off the body of the dead girl…