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Previously

"You need to get up if you want to make your plane, it leaves at noon," Mom said. "Are you sure you're okay? You don't have to go to Forks, you know. You could come with us."

"I know, Mom," I said. "I have a feeling someone's waiting for me there."

Bella POV

Things have been very weird lately to say the least.

I have been having these strange dreams nearly every night. They were so real that when I finally woke up I had trouble differentiating fantasy from reality. And I would always find myself pining for the fantasy.

They started out as me living in Forks with my dad doing just everyday things. You know, the usual: going to school, coming home from school, making dinner, hanging out with my dad, making small talk. And though I hardly believe it I could tell I was happy.

Then I got to thinking that maybe my subconscious was telling me something.

I knew I wasn't happy here and things have only been getting worse.

I desperately needed a break from my love-sick, newlywed parents. The headphones only blocked out the noise, which I am eternally grateful for; however, one night I went downstairs with my music blaring in my ears to get a glass of water, and low and behold, I caught Phil boning Renee over the kitchen counter at two in the morning. I actually fainted.

After that I knew I needed to save my sanity, and Forks was the logical solution.

So then after that my dreams went from spending time with my dad to spending time with Edward Cullen.

Yum.

They were what I looked forward to each night and I couldn't help but think, was there an Edward Cullen? And if there was, were he in Forks?

God, I hope so.

Bronze, sex hair; burning, golden eyes; cold, pale skin; pantie-dropping voice Cullen.

Just the thought of him could make me come. And I was dying to see him. No pun intended.

Of course, I know what he is. There are no secrets in dreams. My Edward is a vampire; a blood sucking, orgasm inducing, vampire.

And it doesn't bother me one bit.

I do realize that he is only a dream and maybe I do have an unhealthy obsession with my imagination; but I blame Phil and Renee for corrupting me. But I also hope that maybe, just maybe, he is real.

So here I am, lying in my bed in Forks, Washington, waiting for sleep.

Waiting for Edward.

I wonder if he dreams about me...

I can tell I'm dreaming.

It's still as realistic as ever, but I know that this is a dream. It feels like a dream.

I'm in my house, here in Forks, and I'm all alone. I have no idea where Charlie is, but then again this is a dream so I guess it doesn't really matter. None of the lights are turned on and the sky outside is very bleak, letting no light in and leaving me sitting in the dark.

"Charlie," I yell. "Is anyone there?"

Silence.

Looking down at myself, I see that I have on what I wore to bed. I guess I should remedy that.

Turning on my closet light, I go through my clothes and pull out a pair of sweats and a tank.

Where is Edward? He should be here by now; he's all I dream about any more.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

That answers my question.

Running down the stairs I call out, "Come on in, Edward".

Before I hit the bottom step, cold arms reach out to embrace me and I jump the feeling. "I've missed you, love," he whispers in my ear.

"I missed you, too," I replied searching for his lips.

"Fuck, I missed you," he moaned against my lips as he pulled me tighter against him.

"Edward," I relished at the feeling. More. Pulling my legs up and around his hips, I clung to him, needing the friction. Only seeing him at night is not enough.

"Before I forget, we need to talk," I panted out as he moved down my neck.

"Ummmhmmm,"

"Edward," I moaned. "Edward!"

"Sorry, love," he replied. "You taste so good."

"Fuck, Edward... I just need to know if you live here in Forks."

"Ummm... yes... big white house... you've been there..." he said in between kisses.

"Yes but this is a dream... so I just needed to know if you're really here," I explained.

Pulling back to look at me, he cupped my face and softly spoke, "We're destined to be together, Bella. You're my soul mate, everything will work itself out".

"How can you be sure? You don't sleep, so you don't dream. You won't know me."

"Vampires only mate once and it's for life. There is this instant connection that happens. Love at first sight some call it. Other species call it imprinting. We call it 'anima cantante' or soul singer. It means that your souls sing to each other, like a soul mate," he kissed me softly. "I won't know you but I'll know your soul. I love you."

"As I love you."

Slowly he kissed me again. This kiss wasn't rushed, it was loving and passionate and it silenced my fears.

My hands have a mind of their own and found themselves latched to his hair, giving it a pull.

"Bella," he groaned into my mouth, sending a spark straight down to my core, where I could feel myself dampen.

"Edward," I moaned, "I need you. Oh, God... I need you."

Moving his hands under me to hold me close he moved us away from the wall and up the stairs. When we made it to my room I reached behind me to open the door only to be pushed against it once inside.

Taking a sharp breath, I lent my head back as he moved down the column of my throat. Licking, nipping, and sucking his way back to my lips I could feel him harden even more. I could feel him between my legs only a few layers of clothing in our way.

"Tell me what you want, love," Edward whispered in my ear.

Unable to think coherently, I moaned and ground my hips to him.

His hands grabbed my hips and stilled them, "Tell me, Isabella".

"You."

"You have me," he nipped at my ear.

"I want you inside of me," I moaned.

In a flash my tank was ripped off of me revealing my bare breasts. The coldness of his chest against my nipples made them pucker and he groaned at the hardness.

"You are so perfect," he said kissing his way to my breasts, and taking my nipple between his lips.

Craving more bare skin, I moved his shirt off his shoulders. He moved his arms back to allow me to slip off his shirt and onto the floor.

My insides were a giant puddle of goo. I felt as if this was almost an out of body experience.

If this is what it's like with him in a dream I can't imagine what it'll be like in reality.

"More," I panted.

I found myself on my back, on the bed, unsure of when he had moved us.

"Open your eyes, I want you to watch what I do to you," he said, kissing his way down my body.

"Umm," his touch eliciting all kinds of noises from me.

Propping myself up on my forearms, I watched as he stopped at my waistband to pull it down over my hips with his teeth and nuzzle his nose in my panties.

"You smell so good, I could eat you up," I moaned at his words and arched at his touch.

"Please," I begged, asking for anything.

Everything.

I watched as he curled his finger inside of my panties as he pulled them down inch by fucking inch. His tongue licking my skin below my belly button and trailing down to where I wanted it most. With my panties finally off he brought his hand up the inside of my leg. I was shaking by the time he got to my thigh. His eyes looked up to catch mine and he lowered his mouth to place a kiss on my lips.

"Edward," I gasped.

He moaned, "You taste even better".

Taking his index finger he separated the soft folds and stroked as his mouth worked his magic. My hands found his hair again, and I pulled with everything I had and came violently, squeezing his fingers.

He moved up my body to kiss me; I could taste myself on his lips. I needed him. Now.

Moving my hands downward, I unbuttoned his jeans and used my feet to push them over his hips, taking his boxers with them. My hand roamed over his body; and I could feel the defined 'V' between his hip bones. My personal Adonis; he was defined all over. His manhood was no exception. Glorious, even.

He bucked into my hand and I relished in the velvet soft texture of his skin.

"I need you," he groaned.

"Then take me," I replied.

Moving out of my hand he placed himself at my slick, wet core, and pushed at my entrance. We both moaned at the feeling as he pushed himself in. With each thrust we lost ourselves to each other and held on for dear life.

Both of us were panting and moaning each other's names and brought each other to our peak.

"I can't hold on," said Edward, "Come with me".

"Now!" And I did.

I saw stars.

When I awoke in the morning, I knew I had to find Edward as soon as possible.

Taking out my laptop I jumped on the bed and started up the Internet. Now I know he's in Forks, I just need an address. Clicking on the people-finder website, the Cullens popped up on 5489 Whitcom Dimmel Rd. Bingo!

I wonder if Alice has seen me coming over today. She had to have seen me, we're best friends. Or at least, going to be.

Taking a glance at the clock, I notice that it's only seven thirty in the morning. Oh well, they don't sleep so it shouldn't be so bad.

"Up already?" Charlie asks through the door.

"Yeah, I'm a morning person," I opened the door. "What do we have for breakfast?"

"Not much, I'm afraid," he said on his way down the stairs. "I usually eat out and have leftovers. But I do have some eggs; that's the most of my cooking skills."

"I cooked at home; I can cook here for us," I offered.

"Uh," Charlie hesitated.

"I'm nothing like Mom, trust me."

"Okay then, but you'll have to go to the store. I don't have much here besides fish," he said. "Hey, are you going to be fine here by yourself? I was going to head over to Billy's for a while."

"Yeah, that's fine," I said. "I was thinking of driving some to learn my way around."

"Good idea," he said.

And that was probably the longest conversation we've had since I've been here.

I made myself an omelet with some cheese and leftover sausage in the fridge. How is he still alive? I really need to hit the store on the way home.

I grabbed my jacket and ran outside. Charlie got me this monster of a truck right before I came here. It's pretty cool of him to do that for me; even if it is ancient. So now to find the Cullens. It shouldn't be hard; their road is off Highway 101.

Half an hour and one play-list later I'm turning off of 101. The trees are so thick back here it's amazing that anyone actually lives in this part. Then again they are vampires and privacy is of the up-most importance. Finally I'm recognizing parts of this road from my dreams; and up here past this turn should be their house.

Oh, yay! I'm right.

Oh, no. Now I'm starting to panic. What if my dreams were wrong? What if they don't like me? No, no, no, Alice had to have seen this.

Deep breaths. I turn off the truck and step out. Their house looks even better in real life. Just as I put my hand up to knock; Alice opens the door.

Yes, she did see!

"Hello, Bella," she greeted me.

"Alice!" I yelled and threw myself at her.

"We're going to be great friends!" "We're going to be great friends!" We said at the same time and started laughing.

"Alice, what's going on? Who is your friend?" Esme asked in the background.

"Didn't you tell them?" I asked as she pulled me inside.

"No, I figured you would want to," she said. "I told them we had a visitor; I just didn't tell them that you're human."

"Alice, what the hell?" Rosalie screamed.

"She already knows, its fine," Alice said.

"Perhaps we should all go talk in the dining room," Carlisle suggested.

We made our way upstairs and Jasper and Emmett joined us. "Where's Edward?"

"He's coming," said Alice. "He was out taking a quick hunt and will be back in a few seconds."

I heard the door open and close and my vision was then assaulted by the most breathtaking person I've ever see, my Edward. The second our eyes met I just couldn't look away.

"Everyone, meet Bella Swan, Edward's mate," Alice announced.

A/N: Okay so here you go guys, this is no longer a one-shot. Thank you so much for the reviews! You know how it goes, the more reviews the faster I type.

They finally met, but the question is: how does he take the news?