AN: Thanks for the reviews!!! Especially karatwilight04. Your review was so amazing!!! Thank you so much, this chapter is for you, Kara. Love you, sweetie3

I added a little extra at the end, a little something that was not in the last one. Enjoy!

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Edward POV:

I hated myself. I left her. It was for her own good, but I still could not forget how much my own words were true. I was indeed "a monster." I left her when she needed someone the most. I was the worst monster in the nightmare.

I heard her shuffle to her feet, and the soft pitter-patter her steps made as she came running after me. "Hey!" She called out impatiently. I turned around and faced her. I was concentrating so hard on her thoughts, but I got nothing. What on earth could she possible be thinking?

"What was that for?" She demanded, her voice outraged. "Why did you come? How did you know? I insist you tell me everything. I need answers!" Uh oh. What on earth was I to do now? How could I answer her? I knew I couldn't lie to her, that I had to give her everything she wanted. I gave up. She had to know now. I couldn't keep it from her.

"Bella, you're traumatised. You almost died." The image of Bella's cold, lifeless, colorless body floating in the icy waters filled my head. I knew I could never live with myself if I let her die. I had to protect her. A violent shudder ripped through my body. She didn't appear to have noticed.

"I almost died, but at my own choice! Do you not understand what suicide is?" She sounded close to tears. I glanced quickly around the deck. There was no one around. Thank the lords in heaven for that. I knew she still wanted answers, and I would give them. If....

"If you answer one question for me, I assure you I will answer all of yours. I give you my word." All I really wanted was my one question answered. She would forget about my opposition. At least I hoped.

"Deal. What do you want to know?" It came out menacing. She looked surprised at herself. I fought back the urge to laugh. This was serious matter.

"Why did you want to end your life, Bella?" I had to whisper so she wouldn't hear how many times my voice broke. How she could choose to end her life, I could not comprehend. She had so much ahead of her, a life, while I did not. I knew Rosalie would find this insulting.

She seemed to gather her response. "Because I do not want to live the life that was chosen for me. I do not want to marry that dreadful Mike Newton." Mike Newton was her fiancé? God, he was horrible. I knew him from tabloids and newspapers and such. Concentrated only on power. "He is rude, conceited, controlling, degrading to women and has no interest in getting to know me. I never wanted to see his face again. I don't even love him." My eyes widened. I was overwhelmed by the happiness of knowing that we had a chance to be together. "Our family arranged this marriage in need of 'connections' and 'money'. I had no say in the matter. And there is no way to get out of it. Mike is a powerful man." Her voice lowered to a whisper. She was certainly close to tears now. "And now I can't go back, because if I do, I know he will do awful things to me. I kicked him and slapped him before I ran out to the deck. I don't know what I'm going to do." I wanted to take her in my arms, hold her tight, and tell her everything would work out. But that would frighten her. I controlled myself. She broke into heavy sobs, but instead of sad, they were angry. "And you! You ruined everything!"

What? This brought out anger, though I couldn't be angry at her. There was nothing about her that would make me mad at her. "I don't understand. I saved your life!" I put rage in my tone so she would know nothing.

"If you had just let me die like I had planned, I would never have to go back to him! Why did you have to ruin everything? I hate you! I never want to see your face again! Go away." She hung her head in... shame? She slowly raised her hand to the right, pointing her finger as if telling me to leave in that direction. I firmly held my ground. How could she think I could leave if she was dealing with this misery?

"You don't have to go back you know. Stay with my family and I. I can promise you, you will be well protected with us." Where did that come from? It was as if I somehow had rose up from my body and heard myself say it. I would never have suggested something as inappropriate as this! But I did have an extra bed.... Was it the mate I was looking for?

"Yes."

The monster inside of me roared in delight. She would be with me for the remainder of the trip. I would have to behave myself. I smiled.

"If you are to be with us for the remainder of the trip, you should meet them." I reached for her hand and she took it, oddly eager. It was nice. "Come along." I prompted.

I led her to the hallway were we had met just earlier this evening. "Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, Alice, please come out. I have someone I would like very much for you to meet." My family filed out of their rooms. Rosalie glared. Edward, do you realize how much danger you are putting us in? She screamed internally.Emmett and Jasper were stunned. What is this? Edward, what have you done? They exclaimed in unison. Carlisle was serene and Esme was kind-faced. As long as you're happy, Edward, they chorused. And finally Alice. Little Alice, bouncing with excitement. I knew it, Edward, I knew some good would come of this. She and I can be friends now, right? Please? Please?!? I'm going to have to sneak into her room and get her clothes and... she continued to ramble on, but I stopped listening.

"This is Bella, and she needs protection. She will be with us for the remainder of the trip. Everything else will be explained at a later date, but right now I need her to sleep. See you all in the morning." I placed my hand on the small of her back and pushed her gently into my room. I was desperate to get her out of their realm. Not before I heard Emmett and Jasper whisper in synchronization, "So she was human." It was killing me not knowing what she thought of that.

"So," I asked casually "what did you think of my family?"

"Don't you remember? It is my turn to ask the questions."

Darn. She didn't forget. I opened my mouth, prepared to tell her everything, but something was blocked it, and my whole being burst into flames.

AN: So it was obvious, but I had a soft spot for that line. I HAD to put it.