Chapter Eleven -

The fact that they all were so angry at Klaus proved that they cared for me. It wasn't a necessarily a good thing of, but I was proud that they truly all cared for me. I grabbed a bowl of cereal and was sitting down to eat when Grandma called.

"I'm sorry dear, did I wake you up?"

I shook my head. "Oh. No you didn't. I, uh, couldn't sleep." Why didn't I remember to be a better liar?

Grandma chuckled at me. "It's alright. Are you eating a bowl of cereal?"

"Yes."

"Okay. I just wanted to let you know that I'd be staying with Charlie for the week, maybe more. Will you be alright alone?"

"I will Grandma. If I need anything, I'll go over to Elena's." After she ended the call I let out a loud yell. Vampires sure were sneaky.

"Y'all ready to hear the rest?" I asked. Rose snarled, presumably at me. "What?" I asked her. She wasn't gonna throw any fits in my house.

"There's more?"

I bobbed my head. "Well yeah, I haven't even gotten to Titanic yet," I tried to tease her, but my history wasn't something you really could tease and joke about. I sat with Damon on the love seat, Alice and Jasper, Elena and Stefan sat on the couch. Jeremy, Rose and Emmett chose to sit on the floor/

"So, as y'all know from the way I had it, I was transported back in time to 1912, on the Titanic and met Damon, literally the love of my life. Again." I turned to Damon. "I am going to explain the present part of it later, because you need the story, even though they have already heard it."

"I don't mind," Jasper spoke quietly.

I smiled at him. "I know. My tragic love story is quite popular. Let's see... um, I was engaged to David Hockley, there was no love in my relationship; for me at least. I despised David I only was to marry him because my father had spent all of our fortune and Mother needed to stay rich. 'Your father's debts are hidden by a good name,' she had said. Bullshit. If people wanted to know, they'd figure it out. Since it was still of the age of anti-feminism, I didn't have a choice in the matter. We were to marry in Philadelphia, and raise a family I suppose. I was too wild for that.

"I had a breakdown and nearly destroyed my entire room; I just knew I had to end the feelings. I was going to jump off the back of Titanic and Damon talked me out of it." I grasped his hand tightly and he kissed my forehead. "I slipped and screamed so loud I am sure the entire ship heard me. When the ship's cops arrived, It looked as if Damon was trying to rape me. With clothes on, of course." Damon snorted and Emmett arched his brow.

"Minus shoes, jacket and vest. I wasn't gonna ruin all my clothes if I had to jump in after her." I tilted my head back and laughed. He would say something like that.

I elbowed him with force and continued on. "David invited him to dinner for the next evening. Somehow, he managed to acquire a suit. Mother and Cal dished their best out on Damon, but he wouldn't have any of it. You seemed at ease, but I knew you were nervous." I told Damon. "Afterward, he invited me to the third class deck and we partied. And not in the twenty-first sense, Emmett. We danced and we were challenging each other to tap-dancing, I think, and I showed them that I could stand on my big toes. It hurt a lot, but worth it." Rose chuckled. I knew she had been a ballerina when she was human, so she knew what it felt like.

I took a shaky breath and the room grew tense. They all knew, of course except for Damon, the dirty details but Damon just knew that my arms were hurt and I ended up having sex with David. I turned to him. "I wanted to tell you more of the details in private, but it might be better if I just continued on, this isn't easy believe me.

"I was having breakfast with David; he told me that he had hoped I would visit him that night. I told him I was tired and he revealed that Lovejoy had followed me. I got angry and yelled at him." My voice grew noticeably quieter as I continued. "David swept the table across the deck and began to scream at me. He gripped me up to make sure as he yelled that I understood. I was a woman and should listen to the ruled my husband established for me. The hand prints were well-developed already. Besides James no one- no that's not true." I shook my head and snarls ripped from Damon's chest.

I turned to sit on his lap and grabbed his face in my hands. "Listen to me, Damon. I know you furious, but you'll be even more angry when I continue. Damon, I need you to calm down just a little, alright?" I held to him tightly until he relaxed. Jasper nodded to me and I lessened my grip. I turned on his lap to face everyone.

"Later, because I realized I loved Damon and was afraid for the both of us, I had to lie to him and avoid him. Stefan had come to see me, telling me that Damon had fallen into a severe depression and didn't think anyone but me could help him. Stefan also told me that Damon loved me too. Damon and I talked for several hours, and I ended up asking him to draw me. It was... no words could really describe how I felt.

"We were kissing on deck, when Titanic collided with the iceberg. I was planning on telling Damon what would happen, but the trio appeared. In the end, Lovejoy carted Damon off and I managed to escape David.

"Mr. Andrews told me where I could find a prisoner, a master of arms and found him before the E deck completely flooded. Of course Cal caught up with us again and ended up shooting me. Cal freaked and ran. Damon, Stefan and I were now by the last of the lifeboats and he was trying to convince me to get on one so I could receive some medical help. I knew, without a doubt I was going to die, so I gave Damon my ring to prove to him that I'd be back for him. I told Stefan to make sure that he'd keep on living, but I had no idea they were vampires. I... didn't like the way I ended up dying. The pain of everyone around us, and I died from a gunshot wound!" I shook myself. I was not going to rant about the fairness of those who froze to death.

"Stefan had said that you looked haunted. You weren't at peace." Damon muttered.

I shook my head. "I wasn't. I was there, watching you two talk about that, Damon. I was like a ghost, until Sheila called me. I am not entirely sure where I ended up talking to her but... she told me she rescued me because I died, in both worlds. She rescued my soul and I became an angel."

I blushed slightly and looked at my friends. "You see? Everything has changed. It isn't just me being a human, being Bella. It's me finding who I am, including finding Damon."

"You're an angel?" Rose asked me. I looked at Damon and he pulled us up, standing. I spread my wings and the slight popping of my spine caused me to open my eyes.

"I believe that's your spine reforming to fit your wings, remember? Sheila said you'd become more powerful." Damon whispered.

I giggled. Right. I looked at Rose expectantly. They all had their jaws slack and just stared at my wings. They sloped down now, touching the floor with brilliant white and black colored feathers. There were gray feathers delicately mixed in as well. "So, you're not human?"

"Nope. Yes, Emmett I can fly." Emmett whooped and motioned for me to resume.

I sat on the edge of the couch so I could keep my wings out. "I'll fly later. She explained to me that I had been an angel before, my first life, but I didn't know. Being only so young had limits. I woke up in time for the wedding."

Damon's head snapped towards me. "What wedding?"

"My false wedding."

His forehead creased as I spoke again. "Remember how I said I'd explain my present? Being engaged to their former brother, Edward. He had been dark since we had returned from Italy, from saving his life. He had left me to give me a normal life and he thought I was dead. Alice cannot see the shapeshifters, so when I went cliff diving my future disappeared.

"His depression didn't really become a problem until the past few months. He had become controlling, demanding and abusive. Edward would definitely not take no for an answer. I broke the wedding off and told his parents, and we decided to stage a fake wedding to make him think that I still wanted to marry him and then Jasper would take me away and I'd be here."

"Where did he hit you?" Damon asked me. I stood up and folded my shirt up. Since they were all vampires the would still be able to see the yellowed hand print on my stomach and ribs. The bruises on my face were gone, they had went away while on the Titanic.

I briefly acknowledged that they left Damon and I alone with a quiet wave. "You know, I outta beat the shit out of him. You didn't deserve this, from either of them." Damon mumbled into my hair and I hugged him tight.

"Go ahead, Damon. Fight him." He looked at me surprised. "You know he'll come down here soon, so why not make it a little memorial?"

He agreed and I folded my wings in, suddenly exhausted. "Damon, can we sleep now? We can talk more tomorrow..."

"Yes, I believe we can."

"Damon, I had a dream." I mumbled as he tugged me out of my shoes and jeans, leaving me in my cami and boy shorts. He slid off his t-shirt and climbed in next to me. "Tell you... it was in a meadow..." I trailed off in search of sleep.

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