Thank you for your amazing reviews on the story. It really does encourage me and makes sure that I spend much logner checking everything through. Now I know that so far this has pretty much followed the plot of Twilight, well things will start to change pretty soon. You'll have to wait and see what dilemmas and problems I have created, Laura and Edward will not get an easy story.

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Chapter 4

Laura's POV

Hospitalsin England always make me feel worse than I actually should. It's the same here, particularly since I'm sitting beside Edward waiting for Carlisle to check that I'm not hurt. I glance out the window trying to calm my nerves, the weather is a mixture, the clouds forming a blanket protecting Forks from the sun, yet today is not particularly cold. A sudden shift in the temperature brings me back to the room, Edward has placed a gentle yet cold hand on my shoulder, probably checking I hadn't gone into shock, or wondering what I was thinking about.

"Edward this is completely unnecessary, I'm fine!" I insisted through gritted teeth as a nurse disappeared to find Dr. Cullen. Why did he insist on bringing me here? I needed to find Bella, I needed to explain, to stop this from getting worse.

"I think you caught you head on the floor, before I got to you," Edward insisted.

"You got over to me pretty fast, particularly considering you were so far away," I remarked, watching Edward's expression change.

"I was right at the bottom of the stairs Laura," Edward lied.

"No you weren't," I replied.

"Laura!" Edward warned.

"Edward, I know everything about you, your family and Bella," I explained, revealing everything at once, I needed to get this over with, get the plot back to normal and get home.

"There's nothing to know," Edward responded calmly.

"I know that Bella's blood sings to you, I know that you can read minds, I know that you and your family are..." I paused as a face appeared in the doorway. Charlie Swan.

"Laura," Charlie strode across the room, "Bella rung me at work from school, she told me what happened, are you ok?"

"She keeps saying she's fine, although I think she might have hit her head," Edward explained before I could answer Charlie myself.

"Edward managed to get to me before I hit the floor," I told Charlie who patted Edward gently on the back in thanks.

"Edward, Miss Ackleton, Chief Swan," Carlisle announced his presence and began to check my vitals.

"There's really no need for this, Edward quickly intervened to prevent any blood from being spilled," I glanced across at Edward, there was clearly a hint in my words but his eyes were watching Carlisle.

"Two clumsy teens in my house," Charlie joked to himself. He was right to be scared, two clumsy teenagers and a coven of vampires living nearby, not the best combination.

"I'll be fine now Charlie, you can go back to work," I insisted.

"What do you think Dr. Cullen?" Charlie asked.

"She should be fine, her vitals are normal, only her pulse is racing which is only natural considering what happened," Dr. Cullen gave me a brief smile before his gaze returned it, Charlie gave his goodbyes and quickly left the room.

"I meant what I was saying before Edward," I explained jumping down carefully from the bed, seeing Edward cringe as I did. Did he honestly think I was that clumsy?

"I don't understand," Edward shook his head, Carlisle looked on confused.

"I know your family's secret and I have one of my own," I spoke to Carlisle.

"Go on," Carlisle spoke, his voice barely a whisper.

"I'm not from this world, in my world, you and your family Dr. Cullen are fictional characters, this world is fiction," I explained, raking my hands through my hair, they needed to understand this, but I wasn't explaining it right. "There's a novel series of four books, , it's all about Bella and Edward falling in love..."

"Bella Swan?" Carlisle asked.

"Yes, Charlie's daughter and your son," I answered.

"How did you get here then?"

"I came home from work and I found Bella reading the Twilight series, the books you're in. She told me she'd gone through her closet to my room, she showed me and I ended up in her room and now I can't get back," I explained in a hurry, I wanted a response from Edward who was merely standing there, statuesque, no breathing, no facial expressions.

"So, like a parallel universe?" Carlisle asked.

"Something like that," I whispered my eyes once again flickering to Edward.

"Edward," Carlisle whispered. Edward nodded; he must have read Carlisle's thoughts.

"Laura, Edward is going to drive you home, then my family will discuss what you've told us, perhaps you would like to visit us one of the evenings this week?" Carlisle asked.

"I would like that very much," I answered, smiling at Carlisle who waved goodbye. I followed Edward who seemed to hurry towards the Volvo. "Edward? Edward?" He was responding to anything, this sudden shift in his temperament after my revelation was incredibly unerving. He politely held the car door open for me, his face betraying no thoughts, no emotions. "Please Edward, what's wrong?"

"You said everything, everything except one detail, one detail that's makes this conversation exponentially more dangerous than it would be with Mike Newton," Edward whispered his eyes gazing up to the sky.

"You mean..."

"What I am! Why don't you just say it..."

"Out loud?" I whispered, his eyes focused on mine for several brief seconds, I saw his gaze soften. "Vampire." For a moment there were several minutes of silence between the two of us. My thoughts were tumultuous, this was all wrong; this should be Bella, not me. Why did I continue to alter things? Why didn't I just shut my stupid mouth?

"You're so difficult to read," Edward whispered in my ear, his hand reaching forward and gently tucking a stray piece of hair behind my ear. I was covered in goose bumps, this situation was too intimate, so I moved out of his way and settled in the passenger seat, Edward moved round to the driver's seat and pulled the car out of the Hospital parking lot.

"I was thinking how this should be Bella and not me," I finally decide to let Edward in on my thoughts, as I spoke the words I saw Edward's hand grip the steering wheel tighter. "Can you promise me something Edward?" I asked as I saw Charlie's house appear, "Ask Bella to eat dinner with you tomorrow, in the cafeteria. You have to give her a chance. It is only right, I should not stop the plot from following the path it should. It should be you and Bella, there is no Laura in the Twilight Saga"

"I will ask her," Edward answered as the car pulled to halt, I reached to leave but Edward spoke again, "I think you deserve to know that's it's your blood that sings to me, not Bella's." My eyes widened, my heart rate picked up pace. That was wrong. I quickly swung legs out of the car, taking care not to hit my head or something stupid I left him.

Later that evening when Charlie came home he told me that he'd found two suitcases of clothes outside the house, with my name tag on. As soon as I yanked them open I began looking at the labels, I instantly understood that these were a gift from Alice. I lied to Charlie and lied to Bella, although I think she had an idea where they'd come from.

That night as I lay on the sofa, I tossed and turned, never getting any closer to sleep. Sleep was like the treasure and I had no way of finding it, stumbling through the same forest of thoughts with no map to guide my way. I'd enjoyed every moment around Edward, his presence made my heart race; his touch electic, our conversations captivating, I'd never reacted like this around anyone. I think I'd made Carlisle and Edward understand my scenario but I couldn't get any closer to any of them, I didn't belong with him, I didn't belong here.

Although another thought was also becoming more dominant, I'd pushed Edward towards Bella, it needed to happen I understood that, they were destined to be together. Yet part of me which was continually getting stronger made me I feel like I was mourning something? Surely there could never be anything between Edward and I?

One final thought drifted through my mind, why did my blood sing to him? That was different to the plot, almost an independant detail.

The following day

When I entered the cafeteria Jessica, Angela, Bella and I settled at our usual table. "Why is Edward sitting alone today?" Jessica asked, causing Bella to glance upwards although Jessica's question was directed at me, I simply shrugged.

"Maybe the Cullen's had a disagreement, in England my brother is forever arguing with me," I answered. I think Jessica was surprised with my response, it was the first time I had ever spoken about my home life.

"Edward Cullen is staring at you!" That part was directed at Bella. "Does he mean you?" I heard Jessica's astonished voice ask. I heard Bella mutter a response and then felt the table shift slightly as she moved to go and sit by him. "Well to be honest I'm surprised Laura," Jessica addressed me.

"You are?" I asked.

"I thought Edward had the hots for you, not sure why, just an inkling I had," Jessica explained.

"Oh right," I rubbed the back of my neck, looking across at Edward and Bella, Edward was speaking.

"Yeah," Jessica laughed and my self esteem fell through the floor, the rest of lunch passed in silence until Angela dragged me to Biology.

Biology was predictable, Bella felt nauseas. Bella went to the nurse. Bella ditched Gym and headed home with Edward.

Everything was back on track, surely I should be happy.

Later

I returned home, I could hear Bella humming around the kitchen preparing some food. Someone was happy. I trudged upstairs and yanked open the closet door, I settled in the corner and let the tears fall freely down my face, released the emotions which had developed since I'd been in Forks. I was destroying the story and missing my family. I had no idea how long I was there. Nothing distracted me until I heard heavy foot falls outside. I sat up and pullen open the door, I was annoyingly still in Forks.

"Laura?" Charlie's voice asked, as he pushed his head round the door, concern dominated his face as he took in my tear stained face. "Alice Cullen is downstairs, she's asking for you," Charlie explained.

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