Trying to think was futile. The dreams were rushing around in Hanna's head so swiftly and quickly that she couldn't place what they were about or where they took place. Finally, the dreams separated. Hanna caught glimpses of a few.

-

"Hanna, make sure to stay within the reach of the boundary. Don't let them get you like they did your brother," Tanya instructed. Her lips were pulled into a tart smile. Alex came up behind her and laid his head on her shoulder, kissing Tanya's neck gingerly.

Hanna nodded, holding back tears for her brother.

-

A young man of only 21 embraced Hanna tightly, blood pouring dangerously fast from a large, blotchy hole in his chest.

His last words were: "Hanna, make sure you keep out of trouble for me, okay?" His blood covered her.

-

Carlisle nuzzled Hanna's neck while they both sat on the swing, the wind slowly rocking them back and forth. Hanna craned her neck to touch his lips with her own. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pulling her closer.

-

Hanna shot out of bed, sweat clinging to her skin and her muscles aching dulling from her clenching them.

She got out of bed and went shakily downstairs. Tanya greeted her with a worried smile.

"Hanna, are you okay?" She asked.

"Whats wrong with me?" Hanna asked, her entire body shaking.

Tanya sighed.

"Everything in this cycle is happening so quickly. Perhaps it's because you've encountered vampires so early. You're getting memories from your past cycles. It's best if you just lay down for the next few days and just let them come. It's 700 years you need to learn about in a matter of days Hanna-dear."

"What happens if I have one of these memories during the day, while I'm doing something else?" Hanna asks.

"You'll black out. So, instead of driving or going to school, you should stay in bed. Just for a bit, while you get all your memories." Tanya began to shoo Hanna upstairs.

"In which cycle was Carlisle and I in love, Tanya?" Hanna asks suddenly. Tanya freezes.

"Your last cycle."

"Seems kind of freaky. He looks older then me."

"You're actually much older then him dear. Though, in appearance, he is only a few years older then you." Tanya smiles warmly at Hanna.

"So then, who else have I been with?" Hanna asks.

"Go lie down, and find out."

"One more thing." Hanna urges.

"Hmm?" Tanya looked expectantly at Hanna.

"What happened to my brother?" She asked.

"He was killed by the Volturi about 400 years ago."

"How can I be killed?" Hanna asked.

"You said one more thing. But I will answer this one last thing. Your heart ripped out, blood loss basically. Torn apart or decapitated. Other ways another being would be killed doesn't affect you. But I'd be careful around the vampires." Tanya stroked Hanna's hair affectionately

Hanna trudged back upstairs and laid down, more of the memories pulling her into the waters of unconsciousness.

-

Hanna ran forward and thrusted her hand into a man's chest. The vampire choked on something, but didn't get it out. Hanna transported several times, each time pulling a limb from the vampire. She then set them on fire. Though this wasn't the quickest way to kill the man who had taken her brother's life, it was the most painful at the moment.

-

Hanna felt giddy as she ran with Carlisle at her side. She suddenly tackled him to the ground, attacking him with kisses and snuggles, all the while giggling childishly.

-

She crashed through the trees, looking frantically for the person she wouldn't find.

"Theo! Theo!" Hanna called, panicking. Her brother didn't emerge. He didn't call back. She couldn't feel his life anymore within her chest.

Hanna lurched into the trees, keeping pace with her brother, brushing through the trees soundlessly.

Poundings and blasts sounded from overhead. Hanna balanced on a thin branch, watching the colors spill into the inky sky above. Smoke followed the bellows of the fireworks.

-

Carlisle ran his fingers through Hanna's hair. In return, she caressed his neck with her finger tips.

-

Hanna sat in the long grass, her Victorian dress splayed around her frail body. She yawned and nestled into the grass, the soft breath of the wind lulling her to sleep.

-

Hanna stirred, but didn't notice the figure against her wall.

No one knew that Edward had taken an interest in the young Hatheren.

Only he knew that he could read her thoughts only at night, when the moon licked the earth and the sun was rinsed from the earth by darkness.

He shared the memories with Hanna. He wasn't sure what they meant. He only just arrived when Hanna laid down the second time.

But he caught the two memories of Carlisle and Hanna together.