A/N: I'm not dead, I swear! I know it has been a while. I'm sorry. I have never been that busy before in my whole life.

I do no own Twilight. SM does.

The next week flew by in a blur. Everyday, I would go over to the Cullens house, or they came to mine. With each passing moment, we grew closer together. Alice, Rosalie, Jasper, and Emmett had become the siblings I never had. And Carlisle and Esme were like second parents to me. As for Edward, I couldn't even begin to describe what I was feeling.

As for today, I decided to take a personal day so I could catch up on my work. The thought of not seeing Edward brought me into a slight depression but that was quickly replaced by a determination to get my work done. After all, the sooner I finished, the sooner I could go back to relaxing.

The thought of returning to my vacation gave me more than enough motivation to finish my work.

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I typed for what seemed like hours until I finally finished up my last article. Leaning back in my chair, I arched my back as I stretched my arms.

My eyes searched around the room until they landed on the clock. Five o' clock. The Cullens were probably eating dinner already. Sighing, I went in search of my own food to eat.

As I walked past the glass door, my eyes were immediately attracted to the sky. I watched in fascination as dark clouds rolled in at an unnaturally fast speed. I found my hand reaching for the handle as I pulled the door open. My feet moved automatically as I made my way down the hill towards the boat dock.

Being the forgetful person I am, I forgot to get a jacket and shoes since I was wearing my pajamas. I was already at the dock when I remembered this and the sky had me in such a trance that I didn't bother to go back up. In the city, I usually ran for some kind of shelter at any sign of a storm coming. But here, where there were no sky scrapers or city life to intrude nature, I would be a first hand witness to the storm.

The first drops of rain fell from the sky as they kissed the Earth's surface. My eyes closed as I let the rain prick my skin.

I had always loved the rain. As a kid, I would curl up by the window and watch as the rain cleansed the Earth.

However, those perfect moments don't last forever. Just as I closed my eyes, a clap of thunder pierced the air. My body stiffened as I tried to tell my feet to move. Even though I loved rain, I was terrified of thunder and lightning.

I tried to run but the thought that I could be killed by lightning stopped me from moving. Instead, I just stood there motionlessly as silent tears escaped my eyes.

Oh God, please don't let me die out here!

But I knew my life had to end sometime. What difference would it make if I just left the Earth a little bit early? Surely I wouldn't be missed by many. My mom might be heart broken but she had Phil now. He would take care of her. Some of my close friends might also. But once again, they would all move on. Even the Cullens wouldn't be devastated. They had only known me for a week. And yet, in that short week, I have experienced so much more happiness than I ever had in my life.

I learned what it was like to be apart of a real family. And that alone was more than I ever could have asked for.

Maybe I was overreacting. Maybe I would be considered crazy for thinking I would die from a silly storm. But how would I know? Even if I lived, the best part of my life would come to an end. I had to leave in the near future. So did they. We would eventually go our separate ways and only have the memories to keep with us. This thought caused more pain than the thought of dying. How would I be able to go back to New York after I had grown so close to the Cullens. Especially Edward. In a way incomprehensible to me, we instantly had a connection from the moment we met.

How would I live without them?

Could I even live without them?

I didn't even have to hesitate to know the answer.

Over the course of a short week, the Cullens had weaved their way into my life in a permanent fashion.

A desperate yell broke me from my trance.

"What the hell are you doing!"

I forced my eyes open as I turned to the voice. A bright light appeared in the sky and the sound of a tree cracking caused my heart to falter. The last thing I heard before I succumbed to darkness was the silent pleads of my angel's voice.

As I look back on that night, I suppose I could have ran back into the house in the very beginning of the storm. But I think I was punishing myself. Somewhere, deep in the back of my mind, I was blaming myself for being unable to carry a child. I was convinced that I had killed my baby and that I should suffer the consequences. And even if I realized I could have ran inside, I still wouldn't change my actions. Because the events that resulted in that night shaped my future.

A/N: There's a little foreshadowing at the end. It may be a confusing chapter, and I may rewrite it later on. But for now, it's something to read even though it's short. Sorry about the late update. Another update will be soon! Hopefully this weekend.

Reviews= love.

--Kristi

P.S. I did fast forward the vacation by a little but I think I'll write those chapters later on at the end so we can get the story moving.