Bella

I felt like I was flying, not the way I felt when Edward use to run through the forest with me on his back. This was different.

I had landed in a field with Edward a few yards away. We looked at each other at the exact same moment, with fear on both our faces.

I didn't know this place so I knew immediately that this wasn't Forks or any place nearby. It was hot and sticky and smelled of fish.

I stood, running my hands down my dress and fixed my windblown hair. Edward walked up next to me and embraced me.

"Are you ok love?" I could hear the fear in his voice as he eyed me to make sure I was still his perfect Bella.

I hugged him back and reassured him that I was fine. "Do you know where we are?" I asked, worried because I didn't know this place.

He looked behind him and noticed a sign that read, "Bon Temps 5 miles."

"I think I know where we are." He said with relief in his voice. "Carlisle and I took a road trip a couple of years ago and we passed this town. We're in Louisiana."

I sighed, laughing, "Good I was worried for a second that we had entered another plane or something."

"Well I guess we should head towards town and see if we can hitch a ride back to Forks." I loved the way Edward became all protective in dyer situations.

He grabbed my hand and we ran through the swamps towards town making sure we weren't noticed.

As we came out of the trees, I looked around and found a small but quaint bar sitting in the middle of nowhere, called Merlotte's Bar.

"Let's check in here." I hoped the people of this town wouldn't notice how beautiful and pale we were. That certainly wouldn't help us with finding a ride home.

I walked in first with Edward trailing, making sure to keep me in his line of sight. The place was pretty nice, well nice if you like dead animal heads on the walls.

I bet the only customers that came in here were regulars, the kind of people we did not associate with, rednecks and hillbillies.

I walked up to the bar and sat at one of the stools, Edward next to me with a protective hand on the small of my back.

"Can I help you?" A young African American woman asked. She was pretty, in a human way.

"Uh…" Edward looked confused. I was thinking the same thing. She was not staring at us like most humans did.

"What will it be? A bottle of True Blood I take it?" She asked obviously annoyed.

I glanced at Edward just to make sure we both weren't dreaming. He smiled a polite smile and asked her what True Blood was.

"Geez, I swear you vampires are crazy! Ha, what's True Blood?" She laughed so hard she spilled some of the beer she was handing to a customer.

"Sam can you grab me two bottles of True Blood?" the girl asked the man behind her. I stared at her wondering what was so funny.

The "Sam" man laughed also, "Sure Tara. What's True Blood?" He seemed genuinely amused by the joke.

Sam returned and handed Tara the bottles. True Blood… now where had I heard that at before? I thought hard, but couldn't figure it out.

"Here you go. Enjoy." Tara winked and walked away.

Edward looked at his bottle, probably thinking the same thing I was. Why would a drink be named after human fluids?

"Well, cheers. Here's to our travels." I laughed as I took a sip before Edward had the chance to knock it out of my hand.

"Bella, no!" Edward shouted.

The warm liquid flowed down my throat and quenched the fire that had been burning for these unsuspecting humans. So that could only mean one thing…

It was blood!

I looked at Edward, "its blood. Try some." He sniffed the bottle and put it to his lips and took a drink.

"You're right it is blood. O negative to be exact." Suddenly alarm registered on his face. "But… wait. Remember the Tara woman said vampires were crazy?"

I thought back, and suddenly remembered what she had said. I stiffened as I looked around and noticed that all the patrons were staring at us.

"Edward, they know!" I whispered as I got up from my seat and started backing away towards the door with Edward close behind.

We had to get out of here!