Disclaimer: All recognizable characters are property of Stephenie Meyer.

Placed during New Moon!

"Edward?" A voiced rang in the distance. "We need to hurry. It's just around the corner here..."

The voice trailed off as the teenager with the deep onxy hair sprinted forward. Before me, the bronze haired angel stalked off behind her. His face was distorted with pain, and his eyes held a longing; a longing to cry. Although he may not have seen me, I could see him and the effect he had on me was entirely wrong. He made me feel guilty, as though the pressure on his chest was my fault.

The wind was roaring in my ears, and going through me as if I was transparent. Perhaps I was. I couldn't sense anything in this world I found myself in.

Through the fog, I glanced around to see shapes of many kinds in the distance. The figures stood still, standing low to the ground. We approached one and I stopped to study it. It was the tombstone of an 8 year old child.

Oliver St. Monsuer

1999 - 2007

May This Sweet Child Rest In Peace

I looked up and found the bronze hair boy, called Edward, and the black haired girl far ahead. Running to catch up with them felt as though I was soaring through the air with out gravity tying my down to the earth.

The boy and girl's perfectly shaped lips were moving, yet I heard no sound. The girl was facing Edward, and Edward was facing the ground.

As I moved in closer I could catch a bit of the conversation.

"Are you sure you can do this?" The girl spoke in a natural bright voice, cutting through the sorrow and despair that lingered around the boy.

His voice was quiet and musical, but there was an undertone that was horrifying. It contained and edge of grief that made you fear he would do something rash to harm his personal well-being. "I have to. She was everything to me, Alice. I can't let go without saying good-bye."

Alice nodded slowly. A mix of worry and understanding filled her deep eyes.

The two slowly came to a stop before a single tombstone.

"It's her." Alice whispered.

Edward leaned in to place his smooth white hand upon the tombstone. "How did it happen?"

Alice sniffed. "She did it herself. She drown herself in the waters below a cliff."

Edward sobbed, yet I saw no tears streaming down his face.

I leaned forward to get a clear view of the tombstone. I read it carefully and slowly.

Isabella Marie Swan

1987 - 2007

Here lies the loving daughter of Charlie Swan and Renée Dwyer,

Whos heart forever remains with Edward Cullen

Alice smiled softly, remembering something she had once seen. Pointing to the last line she whispered, "She asked her father, in case she died one day. She always wanted to be with you."

Edward's hand went to his heart reflexively. Under his palm, I could sense that it was breaking.

"There is only one place for me to go..." He murmured. The grief in his voice was seemingly more intense.

Then in a sudden jerk of reality, I remembered all things that were ever important to me.

I was Isabella Marie Swan. And that boy sobbing before me, was my only true love. He was the angel that I hadn't deserved for one second.

Remembering things made the next word he whispered sound even more deadly. It made the world come crashing down upon me. And when he spoke that one word, it didn't matter that my own grave was lying before me.

Nothing mattered as he whispered, "The Volturi."

"NO!" I screamed in terror, but Edward and Alice were slowly slipping away.

I reached out for anything I could grab, but the grasp slipped through anything I came in contact with.

My eyes shot open and I gasped for any breath. Uncontrollable tears streamed down my face.

I looked around and found myself where I was not just one minute ago. In the Black's living room asleep on the floor with Jacob. The TV was playing an episode of Emeril. Despite what I had just imagined, I was alive.

Jacob's eyes opened and he saw me in my horrible condition.

"Bella?" He asked me sleepily. "Are you alright?"

I took a moment to catch my breath. "Yeah, it was just something that didn't happen. And never will."

And I added to myself one sentence that changed everything.

Because Edward is never coming back.

I just really wanted Bella to sort of have a premonition of sorts. It's really pointless, its just foreshadowing the ending of New Moon, in a way.

Question of the Day: Do you think it is ridiculous that Bella is only marrying Edward to sleep with him?