A/N – So here it is ! Enjoy and Remember –

Stephenie Meyer owns everything recognisable.

It was seven thirty-two am.

I was lying on my rarely used bed, a few hours after the Cullen family had excused themselves from our home, well "excused" might be the wrong turn of phrase, Esme had to practically pry Edward off me with a crow bar before he'd leave. Emmett

and Jasper had taken off racing and Alice and Rose had gone home to change for school. Carlisle had left to work the early shift at Forks Hospital. Esme was getting ready to go enrol Edward at Forks High. Lucy was reading, already in fresh clothes for school, consisting of a hoodie and baggy jeans, those clothes were the bane of Lucy's existence. She had long ago given up her glaring at the offending garments, hoping that her venomous stares would burn holes in them, instead she had labelled her sister as a "fashion lost cause" and turned her attention to Ciara and I.

I could hear the little fashionista rummaging around her room presently, no doubt unable to find "anything to wear" in the vast bedroom sized room she called a closet.

Then,

"Damn Shit Crap Fu-"

"Watch your language young lady !"

"But Mom ! My dress ripped !"

"How on earth did you manage that ?"

"Um, I stood on it and these heels are well… Ohhh ! Never mind I just found one soooo much better !"

As I lay there, I couldn't help but smile; it was an involuntary reaction at this point. I was reminiscing about the dramatic changes that had taken place in my life over the last few hours.

Flashback

Carlisle cleared his throat awkwardly,

"Bella, I was wondering, do you have any powers besides the um, "immunity" to blood ?" He questioned.

Every head in the room, except those of my mother and two completely uninterested sisters, turned to stare at me.

Edward lips found my ear, "Immunity to blood ?" He whispered incredulously. I turned my head slightly to whisper back, "Yeah, I only have to hunt every six weeks or so, didn't everyone tell you ?"

"No," he growled lowly, eying his family angrily.

Rose rolled her eyes in annoyance, "Don't get all hormonal Edward, you wouldn't have believed us until you'd seen Bella anyway."

His gaze abruptly softened and he turned to me, "Go on." He urged.

Jen yawned, showing her distaste of this conversation.

We'd already had to explain this to acquaintances of Ciara more times than I could count, I guess this conversation could be pretty monotonous if you had to listen to it every time you met somebody new. In fact, even I was getting tired of discussing my rarely used power.

"Yes actually," I was about to continue when I heard a gasp and felt Edward's warm breath tickle my ear.

His eyes were trained on Alice, though she was staring into space. Vision mode. As quickly as she had zoned out she had zoned back in, and she was gazing open mouthed at me, as was Edward

"Bella is that really your power ?"

"Yup."

Well that was easy, and fairly un-boring. Job done.

I'm really beginning to appreciate their powers.

Then Emmett growled, "Am I the only one feeling left out ?"

Oh.

Ok.

Maybe I'd have to explain after all.

I turned to look at Carlisle who was looking at me thoughtfully. No doubt trying to figure out my power.

"Sorry guys, um, well I can basically tell and manipulate desires.

Edward was the first to speak, "So you can tell what I want right now ?"

"Yes if I chose to," this part was always difficult to explain, "You see I have a kind of barrier, a shield if you will, around my mind and if I choose to lift it I can hear what you want, until then I'm blank and I can't change anything.

"What do you mean hear and change things ?" Jasper asked quietly.

"It's like I hear your voice, a tenor or tone basically the same as your speaking voice in my head, it tells me what you want, I can basically hear your thoughts, then if I focus on one desire enough, I can change it."

"Wow," Emmett asked curiously, "Do you use it a lot ?"

"No."

"But why ? I mean you could have whatever you wanted then."

"I could," I agreed, "But it changes mind's, it takes away your free will depending on how much I focus on the desire, if I use it to change a decision or a want, then that person will never want that thing again and if it's a decision then the person will go with the choice that I made for them. It's cruel…"

As I finished speaking I cleared my throat nervously, looking at my hands which were folded neatly in my lap.

"So you could tell me exactly what I want right now if you chose to ?" Alice asked excitedly.

"Yes, just give me one second, I haven't done this in a while," I closed my eyes, shutting out the seven curious faces looking at me and concentrated on my breathing, after a few seconds I lifted the barrier surrounding my mind, the buzzing immediately closed in on me, clouding my head, I turned to Alice, whose voice was screaming at me though her lips were unmoving and silent.

"Oh this is so exciting ! I hope Bella can tell me what I want ! This is such a cool power ! Christmas is going to be so much fun now ! I'll be able to get everything that everyone wants !!! I love this ! I mean I know Rose wants those Steve Maddens but Carlisle and Esme are always so hard to buy for ! They never make a decision ! I'll be able to get everything ! I'll have to get to New York ! I need stores and oh if Jen insists on wearing those awful hoodies then I can at least get her some nice ones, Abercrombie and Fitch do some nice casual stuff ! I wish she was a pushover like Bella ! Her wardrobe would be so much better !-'

I pulled out, I'd rather not know how much of a pushover I am, thanks Alice !

I glared at her, and her expression changed, "Ooops."

"Yeah oops Al."

Her smile tightened into a grimace, "Don't call me Al !"

"Don't call me a pushover," I grinned.

"You heard that ?" gawped Edward.

"Mmhm, oh and Alice don't worry I'll help out with Christmas."

"Yes ! I love you Bella !"

Flashback Ends.

Things had carried on for another few minutes before Esme decided that they had to go prepare for school. Edward would be enrolling today. School might just be bearable from now on. The smile on my face might just become a permanent fixture at this rate.

I jumped up at the quiet knock on my window, it sounded quiet enough to be a tree branch against glass, I wouldn't have paid any heed to it, except for the fact that there were no trees that close to my window.

I threw open the light muslin curtains to reveal a perfect replica of Adonis himself. He beamed as he saw me and I opened the glass door, hidden in the panels of polished glass it was almost invisible. He entered silently, pressing me against the glass to kiss me, as he pulled away he whispered, quietly enough that nobody but I could hear me, "I don't want to get you in trouble with your family but I just wanted to ask you one thing, I didn't want to ask in front of everyone else."

I nodded encouraging him.

"Can you read my mind ?"

"One second."

"God she's beautiful. I hope this works. I wonder … if she can read my mind will I be able to ?"

"Thanks but I still think you need your eyes checked," I thought.

He chuckled, " I'll have you know I have perfect vision. I most certainly do not need my eyes ch-"

Then he realised that my lips hadn't moved.

"Bella did I just hear your-?"

Ok time to play with him a little. I closed the barrier.

"Hear my what Edward ?"

"I thought I heard your thoughts," he muttered sullenly, his forehead creasing in concentration as he stared into my eyes, trying to get past the barrier. His topaz eyes bored into mine.

I quickly dropped the shield, "Over here Edward," then closed it again.

"Isabella Marie Swan !" He chuckled breathlessly, still gazing intently into my eyes. He pressed his forehead to mine, then thought, "I heard you."

"You did," I agreed, still in thought, the barrier open.

He laughed quietly, his hands on my waist before pulling from the ground and spinning me around until we fell onto the sofa, him going down first with a soft thud and pulling down on top of him.

I leaned up on my elbows, before kissing him. He pulled away after a moment.

"Bella why couldn't I hear you downstairs ? I mean I could hear you just then but downstairs I couldn't hear anything, like your mind was blank."

I smiled, "That's because it was, my mind has to be blank for me to be able to focus on someone's thoughts otherwise it's just buzzing."

"Oh."

Then -

"Bella your mother and sisters are downstairs right ?"

"Yes, why ?" His mind was confusing place, what did he want with Mom or Jen and Lucy ?

"Because I can't hear them ?"

"What ?"

"It's not like they're blocking me, it's like with you, like their minds aren't there."

I thought for a moment, "It must be the shield, it must have expanded to fit around your mind too."

"Does it often do that ?"

"No, I'm surprised, this has never happened before, but it seems logical."

"True," he whispered contentedly, pulling my face back to rest on his defined chest, clad in a pale soft tan sweater, tucking my head under his chin, kissing my hair.

"I love you," I whispered softly.

"And I you," he replied, hming in contentment.

I don't know how long we lay there, wrapped in each other's embrace, but it must have been long enough to keep my sisters waiting because soon I heard Ciara's voice carrying up the stairwell, "Bella could you and Edward please come downstairs please ?"

Crap !

I am so so very dead !

I am so not ready to have the whole "No boys allowed in your room" talk from Ciara. I was sure it was coming. And soon. I guess thats what happens when you have a mother from the Victorian era.

Shit !

A/N - Guys I understand that I didn't get many reviews for the last chapter because I was M.I.A for so long but I've been working really hard on this along with about six other stories that I'm writing so I'd really appreciate some reviews to go with the unbelievable number of hit's this has been getting. Say ten and I'll update early ? 20 and I'll update tomorrow. ok ?

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