My leg couldn't hold my weight anymore, and I tipped forward, but when I tried to brace myself on the mirror, my hands went straight through. I squinted up and then realized that I was on the other side of the mirror. Edward caught me with ease and kneeled down and shook his head in disbelief.

"Bella!" He took my hands and looked down at my leg. "Sweetheart, I'm so sorry." I've been so worried…two days without you…You weren't even in my bed where you had fallen asleep." He sounded broken.

"What?" I questioned as the rest of the family joined us on the floor.

"Honey, it's been two days since Edward had left your dream." Carlisle said slowly.

I scrunched my eyebrows together. No.

"I only looked in that mirror for 5 minutes tops."

"Time is whacked up in there" said Emmett with a small grin.

I poked my leg gently, then remembering there would be no damage, I sat up, still in Edward's protective hold. All I wanted now was to blow my nose and eat some oatmeal.

"We told Charlie your strep got worse, so you would have to stay the week. We didn't know if you would…appear again though." Edward finished, sounding torn to pieces. Esme held Edward's hand as he tried to get himself back together.

"Other than that, how are you feeling Bella?" Carlisle continued warmly. I had forgotten all about my head, the bandages were not present in the dream. It felt fine actually since it had 2 days to heal. The strep was also not as bad as it was before I dreamed. I was extremely relieved to hear that the visitor did not attack the Cullens while I was in my dream. I searched the faces of all the people hunched over me. Jasper looked confused, Esme worried, Carlisle questioning, Emmett slightly grim, Alice preoccupied, Rose uncaring, and Edward…Looked pained.

"Bella?" Carlisle asked again.

"Hmm?" I asked.

Carlisle must have sensed Edward's obvious distress so he whispered reassuring words of "she may be disoriented for a while, she hasn't eaten or drank anything in 2 days."

Oh. That was the gnawing in my stomach and the dryness in my mouth.

Esme pampered and fussed over me for the next couple hours, feeding me loads of protein and electrolytes. Unfortunately, Carlisle had to hook me up with an IV to assist in rehydrating me. I was a good "patient" though, I took my medication and ate all the foods they wanted me to. By nightfall, I was exhausted. Edward laid next to me in his bed and worried. As usual.

"Are you sure I can't get you a drink? Or something to eat. Anything?" He pressed.

"Edward, I am genuinely feeling okay" I assured him. Of course that wasn't true though, going 2 days without nutrition left you feeling…well dead. Carlisle came in every few hours to check on me. Sadly, the IV would have to stay in overnight. Edward stroked my hair and I was lost in his eyes.

"Edward?" I asked.

"Yes love?"

"How did you…get in my dream…How did you find me?"

EdwardPOV

Bella fell asleep with a small smile on her face which would have made me blush if I could. I sat on the side of the bed and rested my hand on her forehead and closed my eyes. Finding her dream was not at all like reading minds, though I'm sure my power made it easier to. As I searched, I found nothing, until I saw a small image of our living room. Yes! I pressed harder and before I knew it, I was standing in the image I has saw. Bella's dream. I walked up the stairs silently, remembering that Bella would wake where she fell asleep. I opened the door slowly, in case I was wrong and the visitor was waiting to attack. The damn thing creaked, so I gave up the whole "sneaky" idea and opened the door fully. I saw Bella looking horrified and about to scream, so I ran over to her and pressed my hand over her mouth to stop it. She fought me, so I spin her around and gave her a much panicked glance.

"Bella!" I hissed. "It's me! Don't scream, you'll wake up. It was hard enough to enter your dream, I don't know if I can do it again." I said with a cautionary glance at her mouth. She looked as if she was going to fall over now.

"All right?" I asked.

"Yes" she said quietly.

"Where is he usually when you wake up?" I asked, searching the room

"On that tree, smiling at me" she whispered, pointing at an empty branch.

I involuntarily shivered. What the hell? She wakes up to this? I took her hand gently. "Okay let's go downstairs."

When we came to the staircase, I stopped Bella so I could look for the visitor. Nothing downstairs. I took her hand once more and led her down the stairs. Suddenly the living room patio door handle was grabbed. Ah, so he was being polite about it. Not ruining the house. How. Kind. My anger welled up and I became rigid.

"Edward, stop." Bella cried out. I quickly let it go, and gave her an apologizing glance as I disappeared from the staircase. I flew to the back door and I was face to face with our "visitor".

Edward!" I heard Bella hiss angrily

He smiled and took the door handle once more, attempting to open it. I lunged, yet he was quick. I shattered the glass, but he threw me back against the wall. I grabbed his head, but he grabbed my leg in return, almost snapping it in half. I let go and sprung away, but he kicked me into the kitchen. I stood up and punched him right in the gut, and he flew against the wall. He stood back up and before I knew what was happening, I was thrown into the counter. My cheek was cracked slightly, but it was no matter, because the visitor was about to finish me off. Before I could scream to Bella to wake up, I heard a feeble voice yell "H-Hey!"

The visitor forgot all about me and walked gracefully over to where Bella stood. He stopped right in front of her and took a lock of her hair and smelled it. I was so mad, I was shaking. I sprung at the visitor once more, shoving him to the floor.

"You don't touch her" I spat.

"Oh?" He asked with a chuckle.

I was once again thrown. I almost cried out in pain when I hit the tile. I was sure to make an astounding crater. I shut my eyes and pressed the heels of my hands into them. How could I win? Bella must have thought I had enough because she asked if she should wake up.

"No!" I replied with renewed strength. I was going to kill this thing. Why was Bella no longer in the doorway? I was surprised by a rough kick and the fight moved through the living room. As soon as Bella had walked into the room, the visitor became disoriented. I grabbed him in a headlock and pulled as hard as I could. I gave one last pull and the head flew off. I grabbed the rest of his body and broke off his limbs, and they scattered throughout the room. I collected them easily and lit them on fire. I tried to make a joke to lighten the mood for Bella, but when I looked over at her, my mouth dropped. She was on the floor, her hand gripping her leg which was…bleeding. That's why it made the fight so easy. I was sickly reminded of the fight with Victoria and Riley. I quickly ran to her, attempting to pull her small fingers off the wound.

"Bella" I cried in horror. "Your leg! I didn't even realize…I was so focused on the fight and I should have let you wake up" I was so frustrated…What a fool I had been. I took her face in my hands. She looked awful.

"I'm going to leave to wake you up." I kissed her head and began my journey back to real life. I hoped she would not be in pain for long. I reached back to the present and when I blinked, I was sitting on my bed. Bella, however, was nowhere to be seen. My hand which was on her forehead, was now on the pillow where she laid.

"Carlisle?!" I called. He came running in from the hall. Reading his mind, I found out that he saw Bella disappear moments ago. Right when I left her dream.

"Where is she…How did she disappear…" I was utterly broken.

"I have no idea Edward. I'm not sure where she is, maybe she's stuck in her dream…I just…" He raked his hand through his hair. "I've never seen anything like it before."

Two days went by. Two days of pure torture. Pure hell on earth. I didn't know if I could stand even living when I heard Jasper's mental distress from downstairs. The only word I could read from his mind was "Bella". And I couldn't bring myself to go downstairs until he had called me. Maybe this wasn't a joke. I was downstairs in an instant, and when I saw Bella in the living room mirror, I shoved my way to the front of my family to get a better view of my angel. Stuck in some…parallel dimension. There were no words for what I felt.

"Bella!" I cried out. "Where in the hell…I thought you were dead!" I wailed.

"I don't know how to get out… but it's only been 5 minutes since you left, so I'm alright."

I looked at her in pain. She began to cry and I couldn't stand it. I couldn't fall apart in front of her, I couldn't…

"Edward, I miss you so much." she blubbered.

And just like that, her leg gave out and she fell through the mirror, into my surprised hands.

After explaining my side of the story Bella was exhausted, so I let her sleep. I was once again alone with my thoughts. Even if I had killed him in Bella's dream, would he still be alive in real life?