(A/N) OMGosh! Thanks for all of the reviews. So yes, this chapter is inspired by this really beautiful Chinese song I heard yesterday, and I was like 'I have to make Edward sing that song to Bella sometime! I don't care if it's supposedly in another language!' I had all these awesome ideas of where the song could go exactly...but my impatience got the better of me. This chapter was not supposed to be exactly this way...but the song and my impatience tweeked it. I could almost say that I could end this story right here and begin a sequel, but I won't, because I do want to see the happily ever after before I finish...but...tell me about it.

The song that inspired me to write this so fast (and its translation is also present in this chapter) is called "Tong Hua" by Guang Liang (translation: Fairytale). I have two links in the profile that leads to the original song with English subtitles. btw, it's still stuck in my head right now...lol (thank the song and all those reviews for the super-fast update! lol)

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight and I don't own New Moon. Any dialogue that sounds similar to those in the story is unintentional. No copyright infringement is intended.

Chapter 16

Edward just smiled at me. "You are interesting when you sleep. You talk." Seeing that I would probably be staying as I was for some time, he sat down beside me.

I felt a blush creeping up my cheeks. "And you know this because…?"

Now it was his turn to be embarrassed. "I usually visit you every night. I was curious about you. I couldn't help myself." I blushed harder, looking anywhere but at him. "Don't be embarrassed."

"That depends on exactly what you heard," I replied. My wheeling head suddenly became not as important as…this. My dignity was at stake here!

"Um…" He had a teasing look on his features.

"Oh, spit it out already," I snapped, not feeling up to the teasing.

"You said my name a lot," he answered truthfully, a look of wonder replacing the teasing one. "And you said that you loved me." His voice seemed so full of marvel that I did not know whether to die from embarrassment or laughter…no pun intended. I just buried my head in his shoulder. I felt his arm wrap around me.

"And do you love me back?" I asked into his shirt.

He tilted my head up to look at him. "Yes," he whispered, his breath blowing into my face, dazzling me for a moment. His eyes smoldered. Then, it all disappeared as quickly as they came. "Now, you still haven't answered my question."

"What question?" The exchange worn me out, though my head did not spin as much.

"Why are you so pessimistic?"

"If you had a curse laid upon you since you were born that say you will die when you turn sixteen, won't you feel pessimistic too?" I hiccupped, tears leaking out of my eyes. I had lived with it all my life. The whole of Italy knew and I never had to tell anyone myself. This first time, though, I felt all of my sorrow at my early death leak out with it. The endless stream of tears continued to flow as I continued my story. "That faerie – Victoria's her name I think – was not invited because everyone said she had a bad side to her – some unknown non-faerie side that could kill someone and leave them bloodless. Her consort, James, was just as bad. I didn't know why they even expected invitations to reach where they lived in cold northern Iceland." I continued to pour out my story, and my soul, to Edward; laid them open for him to see and examine.

I spoke of how Fauna said that if Victoria came, Flora should be able to reverse the gift, so they made her go last. However, they waited for a long time, but neither Victoria nor James came. Flora then gave her gift. Right after the gift became irreversible, Victoria arrived, made her whole scene, and gave me the killing curse that none of the other three faeries had the power to change. I spoke of my fears of never being able to lead a country, of never being able to live up to Father's expectations, of a possibly painful death. After all, the curse did say that my clumsiness would be the death of me. "Before I learned of this, I had always dreamed of living a fairytale like the storybooks always say. But now, I know that fairytales are fake, and could never be," I heard myself tell him. Not even Sophie knew of my fairytale dream.

As I told my story, I felt Edward pull me closer and closer to him, always murmuring comforting words and stroking my back. When I finished, I was practically sobbing. I never realized how hard it was to tell my story – my secret.

"Shh…Bella…" Edward whispered, his voice so very tender. "Look at me." I shook my head, still sobbing. "No, look at me," he said, louder, tilting my chin so I was forced to look in his eyes. I saw a great sadness there, but also determination. "I love you…" His voice had gone soft again. "I don't care that you are cursed or that you might die. You are the most important person to me, and I will protect you, no matter what it takes. Do you understand that?"

I stared into his tender eyes – so beautiful, yet so sad. He pulled me into an unexpected embrace, his arms locking in an unbreakable cage, crushing me to him. I cried harder, and he shook with grief. Then, he held me at arms length, and sang to me softly:

(A/N: These words are the translation of the original song. There's a link in my profile that leads to a clip, sung in Chinese, but with English subtitles. I encourage everyone to listen to it…it's so pretty)

I've forgotten how long
Since I've last heard you
Telling me your favorite story
I've thought for a long time
I'm beginning to panic
Have I done something wrong?

You cried when you told me,
That all the fairytales are lies
That I could never be your angel
Maybe you won't understand
That after you told me that you loved me
All the stars lit up in my skies

I am willing to be that angel
That you loved most in the fairytales
My open arms turning into wings to protect you
You have to believe,
Believe that we will be like those inside a fairytale
Where "happily ever after" is the ending.

You cried when you told me,
That all the fairytales are lies
That I could never be your angel
Maybe you won't understand
That after you told me that you loved me
All the stars lit up in my skies

I am willing to be that angel
That you loved most in the fairytales
My open arms turning into wings to protect you
You have to believe,
Believe that we will be like those inside a fairytale
Where "happily ever after" is the ending.

And I will be that angel
That you loved most in the fairytales
My open arms turning into wings to protect you
You have to believe,
Believe that we will be like those inside a fairytale
Where "happily ever after" is the ending.

I will be that angel
That you loved most in the fairytales
My open arms turning into wings to protect you
You have to believe,
Believe that we will be like those inside a fairytale
Where "happily ever after" is the ending.

Together writing our own happy ending

As the last notes of the song trailed off, he pulled me into a hard kiss. When we broke apart, we were both breathing heavily. "Believe me and trust me. I won't let our story end in a tragedy."

With that, he carried me into the castle as the last rays of the setting sun disappeared behind the horizon.

Aww...Yeah, that's why I like the ending and had thoughts about just starting a new sequel story...yuppers...But I don't intend on doing that unless a majority of people wish that. So, review! I'd like to hear what you think...and, again, I do encourage people to listen to the song, even if you can't understand Chinese - but there's subtitles! (maybe not watch the videos...but at least listen to the song)...And don't forget to drop a review!

--Cathy (lol, I think it's the first time I 'signed' my name)

P.S. I re-updated this chapter because the original format was a little messed up...:P