A/N: So here's my next chapter

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Chapter 3 Edward's Change.

A small knock on the door made me open my eyes. Edward had been suffering with me the whole day. His dad was sick. He had been like that for a while. He was sick with the dreadful and deadly Spanish Influenza.

Edward looked at the door curiously.

"I'll get it; you just sit here and rest."

I rose slowly, and walked to the door. A man was standing right outside on the front step.

"May I help you?" I asked, I had changed back into my usual form, not my vampire one.

"Ma'm I'm so sorry, but Mr. Edward Sr. is gone." His face was filled with sorrow.

"G-gone" I stuttered. I loved Edward's father, he was an amazing and kind man, and he didn't deserve to die.

The man nodded. "I have some more bad news, Mrs. Mason is sick too. She demanded to see Edward a soon as possible." He said. Damnit, her too? Oh no! All of my family is dying, my original family died centuries ago, but this one? The family that had loved me from the start, no matter what body I was in?

"Thank you sir, I will tell him right away." He nodded and I shut the door. Now how will I tell Edward?

"Edward?" I asked quietly quickly walking up to the couch I left him on.

He looked up at me, with tear-filled eyes.

"Edward? That was a man from the hospital. He gave me some new about your father." I swallowed; I couldn't believe I was the one telling him this. "Edward, your…father is….dead." I looked straight at him in the eyes. He didn't cry this time. Instead he was just a blank statue; he only breathed and blinked when it was necessary.

Hours passed and Edward was still not saying anything.

"Edward, you need to listen to me, you need to see your mom, she needs you." Edward didn't listen.

Wait, I didn't tell him she was in the hospital did I? Damnit, I didn't.

"Edward, she's in the hospital, she needs you. She wanted to talk to you. She's got the influenza too. You need to go see her."

Edward looked up at me with sorrow filled eyes, but quickly stood up.

"Take me to her Bella, I need to see her." I knew what he meant. I was the one who had to run us there; it was so much faster than walking or taking the trolley.

"Okay," I scooped him on my back and ran out towards the trees. We would go as far as we could in the trees, than I would stay behind the back buildings to run. But when we got to the hospital, I couldn't run us anymore. Someone would see us.

The brown building, also known as the hospital finally appeared. Carlisle had moved back here, thank God. He told me that only a few weeks earlier, saying that he missed Chicago and all its glories.

The receptionist at the desk was an old woman. I was guessing, since all of these patients on this floor had to be sick with the influenza, she was just here to tell the people who brought them in where to put the sick.

"Do you know which room Elizabeth Mason is in?" I asked innocently.

"Are you family?" She asked, clearly it was her job's duty to ask it.

"Yes." I didn't want to give any specifics.

"She's in that room a few feet away, Dr. Cullen wanted to give her a special, secluded room from the rest." She was talking with lust in her words and eyes.

"Thank you." I led Edward to his mother's room.

"Mom!" he cried, spreading his arms around her weak body. "How are you feeling?" he asked.

"I'm fine honey." She said with a harsh voice, probably from the influenza, "You don't look to well though, when's the last time you slept?" She was concerned for him right now? She was sick! Then again I did know Elizabeth, and she was a stubborn woman.

"Mother, why are you worrying about me? You're the one who's sick."

As if to prove his point Elizabeth coughed, and hard. She puked up her whole breakfast.

"I liked that breakfast too." She pouted. I couldn't help but laugh. Edward and Elizabeth's eyes were on me. I didn't like being the center of attention.

"Bella!" she cried. "I am so sorry for not seeing you earlier, you're just so quiet."

"It's okay, I get that a lot." She laughed, but it was more like a cough.

I suddenly heard footsteps. They were light, not heavy like a human's. Carlisle.

"Nice to see you again Carlisle," I said to quiet for any human to hear.

"Bella?" He asked, I guess he didn't know I was here.

"Yes, of course, who else did you think I was a fairy?"

"No, but I didn't expect you to be here." His footsteps were getting closer. Soon enough he was at the door.

I changed my eyes to the normal golden color so Carlisle could recognize me. I walked towards him, no one in the room noticed.

"Hello Carlisle."

"Hello Bella, what brings you here? Did you come to see Elizabeth in this form?" I nodded.

"Well, kind of. You missed out on a lot. When you moved, Edward got in danger. We were in the forest and a grizzly came and backed us into a tree. I ran Edward up into the tree and attacked the grizzly. Edward saw the whole thing. I explained the whole thing to him. I told him everything. He didn't react badly to it. He excepted me, and he was only nine.

"Soon enough he grew older, I didn't show him my real self until he was fifteen. He thought I looked amazing, and that's when I realized I was in love with him. It may seem wrong, but I love him."

Carlisle was gaping at me in astonishment.

"Amazing, absolutely amazing. I have never heard of a vampire who had a relationship with a human. How do you stand the blood lust Bella?"

"Easily, I love him Carlisle. Since I do and I believe I do, the blood lust is controllable. Easy, it's like having an annoying sore throat and that's it, not the real burning pain it should cause me."

Carlisle just nodded and turned toward Elizabeth. I don't think she recognized him though, even if she did, she would probably just think it was a coincidence that a man that looked like Carlisle was her doctor. Okay, maybe she wasn't that stupid, but I hoped.

Before turning back around, I changed my eye color back to its normal color.

Edward, who was watching his mother carefully throughout our entire conversation, turned around and looked at Carlisle. He let out a small gasp and turned towards me. All kinds of questions were forming in his eyes.

"I'll explain later," I mouthed him. He got the message, and quickly turned towards his mother again.

Carlisle did his usual check up, trying to find things that were different about Elizabeth's condition. He just nodded to himself.

"Edward, may I speak with you in private?" He asked, Edward glanced towards me, unsure what to do. I nodded.

"Okay." I knew Carlisle was just going to speak with him about his mother's worsening condition.

Carlisle walked just right out the door, he wanted me to hear his mother's worse condition too, after all I used to be her best friend.

"Edward," Carlisle paused, thinking. "You're mother is in worse shape than before, but I can't tell how much. She tries to be in the best mood she can. She struggles very hard to seem normal. It's not helping me though, I can only tell when she coughs, or any other symptoms are showing. But I could only guess she has a month to live, but if her condition gets better, than she will live, most certainly. For now though, it is most likely worsening." His voice was sorrowful. He was Elizabeth's friend also—he hated to see her dying—we all did. (A/N: I know the influenza kills quickly, but I wanted to give Elizabeth a little bit more time. If you don't like it…sorry, not my fault.)

Edward's face was blank when he walked into the door. I tried to comfort him, but it didn't work.

He continued to hold his mother's hand the rest of the day. I couldn't even make him leave when his eyes were getting droopy. His mother tried to convince him, but he was stubborn enough to stay with her. He wanted to be with her until she died.

Edward fell asleep soon enough. Elizabeth and I were awake though.

"You should get some rest; you have dark circles under your eyes." Elizabeth pointed out. Little did she know that I wasn't getting sleepy, but thirsty.

"I'm not tired at all," I argued.

She didn't respond after that, I thought she had fallen asleep. I ended up being wrong when I heard her quiet voice interrupting the quiet evening.

"You care about my son a lot, don't you?"

"Yes, very much so." I said quietly.

"Will you take care of him? I mean when I'm gone that is." She asked her voice hoarse.

"Elizabeth, don't think about that. You're going to live I know it. I will take care of him, though, until you get better."

"I'm not going to get better, I know that for sure, but I can hope the best for my son. He's the best thing that's happened to me. I don't want him to die alone, or unhappy. He needs someone to help him get through this. I think that's you Isabella, you are the one he'll depend on once I'm gone. I know he loves you. He'll listen to you, accept that all I want for him is to be happy, I don't care if I die, but I care if he's happy."

I nodded.

"You've always been a great friend, Isabella." I stiffened; did she know who I was? "It seems like I've known you a long time, Edward seems to think of you as an old friend and a love." She gasped a little bit, and fell asleep. I could hear her shallow breathing. She wasn't dead, not yet.

Edward soon woke up, disoriented a little bit. Soon enough he realized where he was.

He looked at his mom in panic, thinking she was dead more likely. Her breathing was so shallow that you couldn't tell if she was breathing or not unless you looked close enough.

"She's fine," I whispered. "Just in a deep sleep."

He looked grateful. Glad that his mother made it through the night.

"Bella?" He asked.

"Yes?"

"Is Dr. Cullen a vampire too?" So that's what he was getting at. Then again, I had promised to explain it later.

"Yes, he drinks animal blood too. He's actually the one that showed me and taught me."

"He's as old as you?" He realized. I don't think he believed that vampires could get older than me.

"Yes, he's actually older. He was born in the sixteen hundreds, one hundred years before me. He wasn't as controlled as he is now. He's been working at hospitals around the world for hundreds of years, been around human blood. The blood temptation has all but disappeared for him."

"Wow."

I nodded. "He was actually the doctor that helped me deliver you." Edward's eyes went wide. He knew the doctor's name was Carlisle who delivered him, but not this Carlisle.

"Why is he here? Shouldn't he be somewhere else? He can't shape shift like you. Wouldn't mom recognize him?"

"He missed Chicago. He loved your mom like a daughter, but only showed it in friendship. I don't think your mom recognizes him though, let's hope not. She's never been told the secret. In fact no one is supposed to know we exist." Edward gasped again. Oops. I had never told him about that part.

"No one? Then why'd you tell me?"

"I only told you that because you found out, and I couldn't resist myself. I shouldn't have done that, ever since I had risked the Volturi's interference."

"The Volturi? Who are they?"

I paused for a minute; I didn't want to tell him. It would scare him. I couldn't help myself, though, from telling him. He deserved to know.

"They are a powerful coven of vampires. Aro, Caius, and Marcus, two others joined them over time as mates. They are the ruling coven. I have no idea why they are in power. Maybe it's because of their age? Who knows? The Volturi also have guards who go on missions to protect the rules of being a vampire. The guards are all chosen because of special powers, strength, or otherwise."

Edward looked to be frozen in shock. His lips were forced to move, as it looked like.

"What rules do the guards enforce? What do they do if the rules are broken?" He asked warily. Did he really want to know?

"They enforce mostly one rule only. When a vampire exposes us, which is what I did by telling you. When the rules are broken, depending on whom you are, even to a human, they sometimes give the option of joining the Volturi."

"What's the other thing they do?" He had caught the sometimes part.

"The other part is, is that they…kill you." I said the last two words almost to quiet for him to hear. His eyes went wide and his breathing hitched.

I walked to him, putting my hands on his shoulders. "Calm down." I commanded. "Everything's fine, the Volturi don't even know I exist."

It had been two weeks since Edward's father's death had been announced. Two weeks of Elizabeth's invisibly worsening condition. It had been two weeks since I had last fed.

"Bella, you are getting extremely thirsty." Carlisle pointed out, as if I didn't know that.

"I can't leave her, or Edward, Carlisle. Edward needs my support, and Elizabeth—well Elizabeth needs my support too in living."

"Bella, I'll watch over them. You need to go hunt, or else you'll break. People's blood is being spilled all the time here; I don't want you to slip up and loathing yourself about killing a human." I shook my head. He had I point, I didn't want to mess up.

"Okay, I'll hunt. Tell me if anything changes." I turned to go tell Edward that I was leaving to go hunting.

Edward was leaning over his mom when I walked into the door. I quickly whispered in his ear that I would be going hunting. That I should be back in a few hours, he just shook his head. I left.

I only strayed a few miles out from the city, not wanting to be too far away. I found a mountain lion and an elk. The lion was a surprise; I never thought that they live out here.

After my quick meal, I headed back to my house to clean up. I washed my tangled hair and put on different clothes. I hated dresses, they weren't comfortable. I preferred a man's clothing, but that wasn't allowed here.

I entered the hospital and ran into a hard body. Its arms wrapped around my waist preventing me to fall down. I looked up. It was Carlisle; he had a pained expression on his face.

I quickly stood up and separated myself from Carlisle.

"What's wrong?" My tone saturated with worry. Had Elizabeth died? Or was he just worried about me?

"It's Edward." My breathing stopped. What happened? "He's sick with the influenza; his condition is worsening by the hour." I had only been gone three hours.

"When did this happen?" My voice was numb. I couldn't process that my Edward was dying. Maybe if—No! I cut myself off, I wouldn't let that happen. Even if he's dying, I wouldn't damn him to this life, he's too good for that. He'll get better, I knew that.

"Just after you left. I walked into the room to examine Elizabeth, during that, Edward started up a coughing fit and puked up blood. I called for a nurse. She felt his forehead and said he was burning up. He's unconscious right now. I think he's just sleeping. He can barely hold down water right now." Carlisle was right, he was very sick.

"I need to go see him, where is he?" I demanded, Carlisle, unlike most people, knew it was safe for me to be with him, even though I wasn't family. I couldn't get sick like anyone else could.

"He's in the same room as Elizabeth."

I ran down the hallway as fast as I could without being noticed.

As soon as I walked into the doorway, I notice someone on an extra cot, not 4 feet away from Elizabeth. I recognized his bronze hair.

"Edward!" I cried, falling onto his limp body, but making sure that I caught myself so I wouldn't do any damage to his body. I sobbed tearlessly at his bedside. It had been a day since Edward was awake and well, I sobbed more.

It wasn't like I was done crying when I stopped, it was because there was movement under me.

Edward was moving. He was awake!

"Edward," I said my voice was hoarse from the tearless crying.

His eyes fluttered open. Confusion flashed across his face as he scanned the room. His eyes finally met mine.

"Bella?" He whispered. He winced, I was guessing his throat hurt, and that was one of the symptoms. "What happened?"

"Edward, you're sick. You threw up while Carlisle was examining your mother and you passed out."

Realization flashed in his eyes, he knew what happened. He remembered. I guessed.

"How long have I been out?" His voice cracked.

"Only a day, I thought you wouldn't wake up." I said moaning, I was about to break down again.

He stroked my cheek and I leaned into his palm.

"It's okay; I promise I'll get better. I won't leave you." He promised, he was determined he could get better. I knew better though, his weak human body wouldn't be able to fight against the disease. He wasn't in the best shape right now; his palm burning against my cheek was a sign of that. I could change him, I guess, I mean right when he's on the verge of death, when I'm sure he doesn't have the chance to live. No! I thought angrily, I'm not going to turn him into a monster. But…what if I have no other choice, I couldn't let him go like that. Not dying this early. But to be too selfish to Damn him to this life would be like the monster that I believed I was. This was basically the ongoing battle I fought in my head for the next few weeks.

Edward's conditioned worsened to the point where he was barely conscience. Elizabeth was worried sick about her son, she didn't care about herself at all, all she cared was that her son was going to be okay.

Two days ago I had just hunted and Edward got even worse, he was coughing up blood every few hours. It was very scary finding him leaning over the bed with blood underneath him.

The influenza was getting terrible; children are now singing and jump roping a new rhyme. 'I had a little bird its name was Enza I opened the window and in-flu-enza', that was just ridiculous, and also thousands of people were dying throughout the world. God had to pick my Edward. Maybe, just maybe, he was showing this as a punishment for me loving him. No. That didn't happen, I knew it.

I walked into his room, he seemed okay. He wasn't withering in pain, moaning, just asleep.

I sat by his side, though I couldn't stand to see his pale, sweat covered face. It was too sad, but I did, I had to be by his side.

"Bella?" Edward asked, he was struggling to speak as loud as he could, as if he didn't know I could hear him perfectly.

"Yes, love?" I usually didn't call Edward 'love' but I had to, I wanted him to know I love him.

He smiled weakly. "Can you do something for me?"

"Sure," I said warily. I was scared of what he was going to say.

"Do you see my jacket?" I nodded, it was hanging on the bed. I refused to take it back to his house, he would need it when he got better.

"Reach into the right pocket, and there's something for you." I walked up to the jacket slowly. What the hell was in there? I reached into the pocket, something small and velvety was in there. It was a small box. What the hell is it?

I pulled my hand out; there was a black velvety case in my palm. I opened it, still scared of what was in there.

I gasped. That wasn't what I expected. When had he gotten this? Where? It was too perfect to find in any store.

"Bella," he whispered. "If I get better—when I get better," he corrected himself, "I want to show how much I love you. You are so perfect, Bella. Sometimes I think I'm dreaming when I'm around you. Earlier, when I found out I loved you. I knew then that I couldn't live without you. Bella, I want to be with you forever, I love you. Will you marry me?"

"Yes, I will Edward." I flew onto him then sobbing. I loved Edward so much and now he just proposed to me. I was so happy.

He lay there smiling while stroking my hair. I finally lifted up my head.

"Can I put the ring on your finger now?" I just simply nodded. He slipped the ring onto my finger. That's when I realized what it looked like.

"Edward, this is your mom's ring." I gasped. I was astonished.

"Yes, she gave it to me, the first day I got here. She wanted me to give it to someone special. I knew at that second that you were that someone."

I smiled. "So what now?" I asked.

"I get better."

More weeks passed. I needed to go hunting, I told Carlisle and Edward, and then I left.

I only went a few miles out again. I found a few elk, but then I decided I needed to go back to the hospital. I had been gone long enough, and who knew how long Edward had left.

I entered the hospital only a few minutes of finishing my hunt. I entered Edward and Elizabeth's room. Carlisle was bending over Edward, his eyes were filled with sadness.

"Carlisle, what's the matter? Where's Elizabeth?" She wasn't in her bed, then I realized what had happened. She was gone.

Carlisle saw the realization in my expression. "Elizabeth, only an hour before she died, asked me to do everything in my power to save him," he nodded towards Edward, I knew what he meant; Edward's heartbeat was weak. "I swear she knew what I was, what we were, but I think I was mistaken. Bella, Edward's dying; I would only say he has an hour left." My mind went wild, Edward gone forever? How would I stand that? Unless. No. I couldn't. But maybe I could. But that would be wrong.

"I'm not sure what we should do. I don't want him to be eternally damned but I don't want to live without him. I can't change him Carlisle. I don't want to. But I know I should."

"You know, people die all the time, you could, or you could save him, be with him forever." Carlisle was right.

"Okay, but you change him. I don't think I could stop, even though I have almost as much control as you do."

He just nodded and bit into Edward's neck. Edward's breathing hitched.

"We have to get out of here; his screaming will start in a few minutes." We ran out of the room, with Edward on a bed, looking like he was going to the morgue. Once we were outside under the cover of the trees we ran full speed to Carlisle's house, it was the closest.

Carlisle lied Edward on his bed, then the screaming began. I tried to sooth him, but it only helped a little. I changed back into my vampire self knowing that that would be the best.

After two days, Edward's strength became stronger. I tried to pin him down, but it was difficult. I started talking to him then, he listened, stopped struggling. He knew he was hurting me by thrashing like that, and he didn't want that to happen. On the third day Edward's heart slowed.

"Edward, I will be right back." He was so close, and he was so beautiful.

"Carlisle, the change is almost complete." I said. Then he noticed my expression. For the past few days, I had been thinking of myself as a monster and knew that I should leave him. He wouldn't want me anymore, I was the one who was selfish enough to convince Carlisle to change him, and he would hate me for it.

"What's the matter Bella?"

"It's just that I don't think I should be here anymore. I need to leave. Edward will hate me for it, but also me for deciding him to be a vampire, I don't care if it isn't true, but I believe it, I have to leave." Carlisle came up and gave me a hug. "But, I do have one last wish."

"What would that be?"

"I want to change my appearance to yours and explain to him what happened. I need you to be in hearing distance outside so you'll know what I said. Okay?"

"Are you sure Bella?"

"I'm sure."

With that Carlisle jumped out the window and I headed for Edward's room, his heartbeat had slowed even more, just a few more minutes.

"I love you Edward, I am so sorry about what I did. What I'm about to do, but you'll forget, I promise that." I was still in my vampire form so that he would recognize the voice.

He whimpered.

I shifted into Carlisle's form right when Edward's heart stopped beating.

He jumped up, snarling.

"Calm down Edward." I said softly, hoping he wouldn't attack me.

"Where am I?" he asked. He was confused.

"You're at my house, what is the last thing you remember?" I had to ask, I wanted to know how much he did remember, if he remembered me and if he knew that he was a vampire.

"I remember being sick, someone dying, meeting you. Bella, I remember proposing to Bella, she left on a hunting trip. Where's Bella?" He demanded. Man, he has a temper.

"I'm so sorry Edward, she left. She couldn't stand thinking that she was the cause of you becoming this." Edward's face was blank.

"Becoming what?" he asked numbly.

"Edward, you were dying, almost dead, Bella knew of only one way to save you. You're a vampire, I changed you." Lie, I thought, it was Carlisle not me.

"I'm a vampire?"

"Yes, Bella didn't want you to die." Why did I have to bring my name up, that would just bother him even more. Edward flinched at the name, clearly being bothered by my name.

"Edward, you have a choice to make, and I think you should make it quickly, you're probably very thirsty." He just simply nodded. "You could join me, drinking only the blood of animals, or you could leave and feast on humans."

I patted him on the shoulder, I flinched, I think I just gained another power. I wonder what his is. "Think it over son. I will be back in a moment."

I quickly ran down the stairs and out the door following Carlisle's scent. I soon found him hidden behind a tree.

My form shifted again into my regular self.

"Carlisle, did you hear everything?"

"Yes." He confirmed.

She doesn't look very well; I hope she's thought this through.

I didn't see Carlisle's lips move.

"Carlisle did you say something?"

No he confirmed without moving his lips.

"I just heard that. I heard you say 'no' to my question. I think I can read minds."

Really? Carlisle thought.

"Yep, I think I got that power from Edward. I've never had this power before, and when I touched Edward's shoulder it felt like I was getting a power. Watch your mind Carlisle, soon he'll probably realize that you weren't there when he woke up since he couldn't read your mind, well mine." I knew I had the ability to block mental powers that was another power I had besides mimicking.

"Okay, well I guess this is goodbye then." I just simply nodded. He walked to me, a gesture for a hug. I hugged him. Sobbing into his shirt.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked.

"I'm absolutely sure, he can find someone else that will love him as much as I do and he'll love her back. I love him that much that I can leave him. I want him to have a good life, I don't think I can handle his accusation when he blames my decision on turning him into one of us."

"Okay, well then bye Bella."

"Bye Carlisle, I promise to visit you whenever I can without him finding me." I said, giving him one last hug, and then I ran. Ran from him, making sure I wouldn't bother him the rest of eternity. I knew I had to.

I ran faster into the forest. His engagement ring still resting on my finger, I would always have it there, or with me somehow.