So this is where it gets interesting. ;D

EPOV

"Edward," Cal growled. "I am so angry right now!"

"Your mom again?" I guessed.

"No," he said. "Hunter's alive!" My eyes bugged out of my head. It was hard to get my head around.

"W-What?" I stammered.

"Hunter is alive," Cal repeated, and I saw flames of anger in his eyes.

"How?" I gasped. "He-he fell into the Hudson!"

"I don't know," Cal said, shaking his head. "But Morgan saw him–he's alive." He sighed. "I don't know what to do."

"Kill him," I said simply. Cal looked at me funny.

"You can't just kill him, Edward," he said matter-of-factly. "I have to look like the good guy. Hunter has to attack me again, and I have to call it self-defense. But he's not an idiot. He's going to be a lot more careful."

"Sometimes killing is necessary," I pointed out. "If he's planning on hurting you again."

"He will," Cal said. "It may not be here, it may not be today, but he will. We both know both of us can't stay alive knowing about the other one. One of us-"

"Will die in the end," I interrupted. I'd heard this before. Cal said it sometimes. Or a lot. I looked at him, at his anger, the hurt behind that, and the feeling of abandonment behind that.

"I stand by what I said before," I said. He looked at me curiously. I took a breath. "Cal," I said. "I would do anything to kill him for you. You know that, right?" He nodded, not looking at me anymore. We just stood there for a while, silently.

"Cal," I said after a while. "The day I told you that, and about my eyes, I promised to myself that if Hunter was alive, I'd tell you what I was." He looked at me with interest. "Cal," I said. "I'm a vampire."

CPOV

I just looked at him for a while, not knowing whether to be surprised or pleased or scared. "A vampire?" I said softly after a while. He nodded.

"A real live blood-sucking vamp," he said. "That's why I want Bella to tire of me. I put her in danger every time I'm with her. I can hardly control the temptation," I saw pain in his eyes, and I wondered what he went through every day when he was around so many people.

"That sounds…terrible," I said inadequately.

"It is," Edward said sadly. "It's worse because I love her so damn much. She's my singer." He looked up and saw my expression. "That means her blood sings to me," he explained. "It's harder for me to resist her than anybody else. I guess it's sort of like a muirn beatha dan." I nodded.

"So that's why you left?"

"Yes," he said. "On her birthday she got a paper cut and Jasper lost control. She barely made it out alive. I didn't want to make any more risks after that." He shook his spiky head. "But I couldn't do it, Cal. There was a misunderstanding. We all thought Bella had killed herself, but she hadn't, and I went to kill myself, too. I wasn't going to live without her, Cal," he looked at me seriously. "She's everything to me. When she dies, I'm going to die."

I had a sudden thought. "How old are you?"

"Over a hundred," Edward said, a distant look in his eyes. "We're immortal." He looked at me. "Bella wants to become one of us."

I blinked. "Oh," was all I could think of to say. Edward noticed my loss for words.

"It's not as good as you might think," he warned. "Sure, there's the speed and the strength and the power, but it's a nightmare, Cal. It truly is."

"So why does Bella want to be one?"

"So she can be with me," he said. "Forever, through all eternity, trapped in the best years of a girl's life. That's why I want to marry her."

"To be trapped in the best years of a girl's life?" I asked jokingly.

Edward rolled his eyes. "No," he said. "To be with her forever, through all eternity. I'm making a deal with her. She wants me to turn her into a vampire, but I want her to marry me."

"Why does she want you to turn her into a vampire?"

"I guess she wants me inside her or something," Edward explained. "Like it would be more personal if it were me. Sort of like you telling Morgan that she's a blood witch."

I nodded. "And Jacob? What's his role in all this?" Edward sighed.

"Jacob Black," he said. "When I left, Bella got a wild streak in her. She says she could hear my voice in her head whenever she does something risky and wild. So she bought some motorcycles. But they were really trashed up and they wouldn't run, so she brought them to Jacob. Apparently he's very good with cars.

"They spent so much time together working on the motorcycles that they became friends, but Jacob wanted more than that. He was always blurring the lines.

"It turns out that Jacob is a werewolf. Neither he nor Bella knew when they met, and Bella sort of helped him when he found out he was.

"But then I came back. I think I flat out ruined all of Jacob's plans." He looked pleased about that.

"So you hate him because he and Bella are friends?" That was kind of confusing.

"No," Edward said. "I hate him because he wants more than that, and because he's a werewolf. Werewolves and vampires are natural enemies. Don't ask me why. I guess because werewolves were created to destroy us. That's what they live for."

"But Bella likes him too much for you to kill him," I said.

"Yes. And there's a treaty," Edward said. "Centuries ago the Cullens made a treaty with Jacob's great-grandfather. It says we can't step foot on their land or kill anyone."

"So…you're like…invincible to even a witch, aren't you?"

"Yeah,"

"And you'd kill Hunter if you could,"

"Of course,"

"Edward," I said quietly. "What if I told you you could?"

EPOV

I just looked at him curiously for a while, waiting to see if he would just tell me what he was talking about. Finally I said, "What are you talking about?"

"Witches love knowledge, Edward," Cal said. "We search for more and more of it. We never have enough. I found a spell in a really old book once, a long time ago. I found it again and read it. Edward," he looked at me with excitement. "It tells you how to switch dimensions!"

"What?"

"You come to my world and I come to yours," He explained. "Then you can kill Hunter and come right back."

"What will you do in my world?"

"Just lie low until you return," he said. "It'll be easy. You find him, kill him, and if there are witnesses, kill them, too."

"Cal," I said in a low voice. "I can't break my diet. You can't just kill willy-nilly."

"Sure you can," Cal said cheerily. "It's just one guy, Edward. Nobody has to know. One slip is all you need."

"I can't break my diet!"

"Don't break your diet, then," Cal said. "Kill him but don't eat him."

"It doesn't work that way!" I cried. "Once the blood is spilled, you can't resist! It's impossible! I'm not betraying Carlisle that way!"

"I'm sorry," Cal said sadly. "I know it's hard. But I thought you were my friend. I don't have many friends, Edward. I move too much. Those I get close to I'm not close to for long. I want to have just one person forever, someone my mom can't take from me, someone Hunter can't take from me. Morgan's the last thing I have. I thought you'd help me." I blinked.

"You're going to guilt me into this?" I said, astounded. He looked at me sorrowfully.

"I don't want you to betray Carlisle, Edward… I just thought you wanted to kill Hunter."

"I do!" I cried. "Don't you think I do? I can't stop hunting, Cal! Everything I say and do revolves around killing Hunter! But I can't! I thought it was impossible!"

"But it's not impossible anymore!" Cal said. "Edward, you can end this. You'll never be able to get past this. I never have. I've already killed him. I want you to have that opportunity, too."

"This is…" I shook my head. I didn't know what it was.

"Edward," Cal said, leaning closer. "Are you ready to set yourself free?"

I nodded, not even noticing that those words usually meant suicide.

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