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Chapter 4:

I felt his hand there in a second like I knew I would. I still could not seem to break into consciousness. Oh my god, Angela! She was off in school in Seattle. But how would Laurent know how to find her? My dream continued where clearly I still knew it was a dream. I was aware of Edward's worrying hand and my cold sweat I broke into at some point in the night. "Angela," I heard myself murmur. Behind my eyelids I saw the sparkling dagger teeth of Laurent and his deceiving red eyes, oh his eyes! The crimson dots were hovering above Angela's still body, was she sleeping? Yes, sleeping.

I heard a piercing scream that allowed me to break into consciousness. The scream was not mine as many times it had been. What was that?

"Bella? Bella wake up," Crap. I was still asleep. That was Angela's scream. The cloudy fog of the dream started to lift. I could not see what Laurent was doing to Angela. I saw a shaking small figure in a chair by the corner- Ben. I was aware of the marble hard cold hand shaking me. I could feel his presence, but why wasn't I waking up? Suddenly, I wasn't looking in on the dream anymore. Laurent was above me. I was still positive this was a dream. I sensed that this dream was no longer a dream that hopefully was never going to come true, it was something more; but what? Suddenly I saw a figure by the door in my dream, I was at an angle where I appeared to be laying down on Angela's bed. The figure was a brunette with big brown eyes wearing lose clothes that Alice would not approve of. I looked over the fact that I remembered Alice's sense of style in a more-than-a-nightmare. I realized that that figure was me. I had somehow wound up in Angela's point of view. I suddenly was aware that I couldn't breathe the red eyes staring down at me had me in a choke hold.

"Bella! Bella! Help me, help!" I was startled by these words; until it was my mouth uttering them. Suddenly the room shifted and I was back by the door. What was going on? I kept going over the fact that this was not real; or I tried to force myself to think that.

"Edward," I heard myself whisper. How was I doing this I was aware that I was asleep but I could see Edward's worried, frustrated expression through tired eyes. What was this? My lips were moving along with my eyes, but I could still see Laurent and Angela. My lungs seized to work. I could feel myself losing my precious oxygen but my lungs would not fill backup.

"I am here Bella, breathe Bella!" I heard the voice I knew I would, I knew he was there, how could I not?

Suddenly my head filled with air and I sat straight up not remembering what just happened though I wondered how I could forget it, I knew it was a horrible… dream? My head whirled and I felt myself swaying but then I felt the freezing restraints that held me steady, the touch that I knew I couldn't fight. I felt the deep breathes flowing down my throat but could not get enough. This made me lightheaded. The memory of the horrid dream was etched into my brain though I couldn't remember what it was about. The weirdest feeling of absence flowed through me and I shivered.

"My dream." I finally managed to gasp consciously. I knew I said that. Could he hear me, he was too still and to quiet.

"Yes, that, what was it Bella, I never heard you or saw you like that in your sleep. What is wrong?" It was the voice that instantly lifted my spirits, that I would die for.

"I.. don't…remember.." I answered honestly. But why was the question…

"You. Don't. remember." I could hear the frustration in his voice. I immediately felt flourished, not knowing how to respond, which, honestly was kind of ridiculous.

"It was so weird, Edward! I knew I was dreaming, and I was awake at the same time! That is all I remember! I also recall calling out Angela's name…" I felt tears starting to well up in my eyes.

"Wow." He seemed like he wanted to say more but stopped himself. I was about to ask him what he was going to say, but stopped incase it was something he really didn't wasn't to say.

"It was only a dream… I think, I remember it being the most horrible feeling in the world, like I would never forget that dream, and here I am, clueless. I could see the hurt in his eyes, though I knew I hadn't said anything hurtful… While I was awake, "Oh! What did I say? I can see I said something wrong." I could see the hurt flood his wonderful topaz eyes now. The hesitance in his response was more of a stop.

"You said…" He looked at me with butterscotch eyes that drizzled with sorrow, "Said… that… well, your exact words were 'Come on Laurent, hurry up' and I thought you were trying to make him stop in your dream but then, you became restless and the look on your sleeping face was malicious…" I was stunned, how could that be? I wouldn't do that. Suddenly I remembered being below Laurent, looking up at him; in one moment the whole memory hit me like a ton of bricks. I was struggling to breathe, gasping for the oh so precious oxygen. "Bella!"

"The dream, I thought that was me…" I gasped, "It was but I… I was in two places at once, but, how is that even possible?" I only realized the stupidity in the question after I spoke it; it was a dream. Edward didn't see it as a stupid question though. He sat there with a torn look on his face.

"I… don't know… Unless… no!" Rage immediately flooded his flawless face. I didn't know why, this was only a dream of a clearly crazy girl. Why would he work himself up about this?

"What? It was only the dream of me, the crazy human girl." I tried to reason and lighten up the moment at the same time but it clearly did not work.

"Bella, he is trying to find someone who resembles you greatly, to get to Angela easier." There was more he had to say, but he obviously was not going to say it unless I said something first.

"There is more?" I knew he would try to fight me but I knew him to well.

"Yes," he answered hesitantly, "I think the reason he is trying to get to Angela is to get us to break the treaty with the Quileutes." How did the Quileutes come into this?

"What are you talking about? Where do the Quileutes have to do with this?" I still could not figure this out.

"You obviously don't remember all of your dream then." I felt a confused look leak onto my face. I knew he had to continue. "You said a WHOLE lot about the werewolves," he said hesitantly.

"The… werewolves…?" I thought I was over them, I knew I had tried to go see them a day or so ago, but I didn't want to go now. "How so?"

"You said that they were enemies and you said 'Edward, no, you can't break the treaty no matter what he does, I will try to save her'." My jaw dropped. How is this true? I refused to believe that I said they were the 'bad guys'. Why? They were kind of like family to me, and Jacob… I didn't want to think about that.

"Enemies?" I gulped. He nodded. I tried to think this through. I couldn't put the pieces together. The dream, Laurent, Angela, Edward… Me? This equation made no sense. How was I on so many hit lists? I could never understand why Edward could just not change me now, he knew I would marry him, the invitations were already out… That sent a new wave of panic through my system. I was worrying myself now. I had so much to worry about before this dream. I suppose this nightmare that was so much more was just confirming the fears I already had. How did my bad luck always flow off of me and then bounce off of everyone else around me? I almost wish that Tyler's van would just have finished me off that one icy day, in another lifetime. I quickly banished that thought from my head not allowing it to enter my head again.

"It's okay, Bella, we won't let anything happen to you." I was stunned by his assumption.

"You think it's ME I am worried about?! You are so far from right for once. I don't care if I get hurt. I have already faced the worst thing that could happen to me," I didn't miss his wince as he realized what I meant, "Edward, it is everyone around me, being influenced by my horrible luck that I am worried about."

"Bella, you really need to learn to only worry about yourself." I was shaking my head before he was even finished talking.

"I do not care about myself. I care more for the people around me. Like you." I looked up at him and he there seemed to be a hint of a smile playing with the edges of his lips.

"Bella, don't do anything that you will regret even if you are not planning to do it now." All hints of a smile vanished.

"I won't, or at least I will try not to." I hoped I could keep this promise. I received déjà vu from the James incident where I broke my promise to Edward and was tricked by the red eyed vampire. A shiver ran up my spine as I remembered. I flushed that memory out of my head. I tried to hold myself to this moment, wanting to stay here with Edward forever and never leave. He sensed that I was upset and brought me closer.

"I will never let anything bad happen in your life my Bella, you need to go back to sleep now." I hadn't realized how tired I was. I was scared to close my eyes again though. Afraid that I would see that horrible monster again. Instead I shook my head at Edward and buried my head into his soft sweater and took in his sweet smell. I wished I could always stay near him, never have a care in the world; however this was not the case. Everything I always had a worry about had piled up above me and just now decided to crash down on top of me.