AN: I am so sorry about the mistakes in the last chapter. I have no idea what happened. I tried to go back and fix it but it didn't work. I am so, so sorry. Thanks for the reviews, I appreciate it. And super-mega-flying-tackle-pounce thanks you to Bella-with-the-blue-eyes, who gave this story a shout out!!!

About Edward's age, since he wouldn't even be a vampire when Titanic set sail, I had to recalculate it. I'm pretty sure I got the math right, but if I didn't, TELL ME!!!

Bella POV:

It came over me like a sudden wave, crashing over me, engulfing my sense and intelligence. I didn't know why I was doing it, but my lips were moving against his, and his were moving with mine. His scent filled my brain and I inhaled deeper.

Perhaps I was doing it to soften him up, to get him to give answers to every one of my questions. I already had a couple in mind. I broke away while I still could and looked straight at him.

"How did you know where I was?" I asked. I could see he was still dazed from the kiss. His eyes where kind of glazed. He shook his head and continued to answer.

"My sister Alice. She has visions of the future. They can change, however. The future is not set in stone. She sees the future based on your decisions. When you decided to commit suicide, she saw exactly what you were doing." Wow. I was not expecting that.

"Is Alice the little pixie one?" I asked merely out of curiosity.

"Yes." He answered quickly.

"Is Alice the only one in your family who has a special talent?" It seemed like they all did.

"Jasper influences emotions. I can hear thoughts of everybody within a reasonable distance." His answer panicked me. He could hear my thoughts? I swallowed. He laughed at me. "There are some exceptions, however. No matter how hard I try, no matter how hard I concentrate, I can't hear your thoughts." Perhaps he couldn't hear my thoughts, but he did hear my ultimate sigh of relief.

"How does that work?" I felt like one of those tests, where you fire questions at somebody and they say the first thing that comes to mind. He might let something slip if I continued like this.

"No one knows for sure. Carlisle has his own theories. He thinks that we all bring something into our next life. I was very influenced by the thoughts of those around me. Jasper was very charismatic. Alice was put into an asylum for her visions of the future. I would guess they intensified in this life." Next life? What was he talking about? I had a question for that, but I couldn't quite phrase it. So I asked a different question.

"Why did you even care? Why did you come to save me?"

"Like I said, I feel a connection between us. I couldn't bear to lose you."

"What kind of connection are you talking about?"

"I love you, Bella. I couldn't bear to see you floating cold, colorless, lifeless. It was unimaginable to me." I stared at him in total shock. He loved me? I've known him for only an hour or so. Again, I was at loss for the words to form the question that was floating around in my head.

"Well." I exhaled. "That changes things, now doesn't it?"

"I apologize if I have made you uncomfortable. But I needed you to know. It needed to be out there." He stared back sincerely, as if promising to love me forever. Maybe it was the fact that he loved me, or maybe the fact that he was genuinely a nice guy, but I found myself liking him a little more.

"But I'm engaged. You knew you'd never be with me in that sense. But why did you keep trying?" There. That was a reasonable question.

"I feel like a part of your life. I feel like your bodyguard, of sorts." He smiled his beautiful smile again, and for a second I forgot my own name. I shook my head, thought hard until I remembered my name was Bella and continued.

"You talk like you're from another time. How old are you?"

"I was born in Chicago in 1805." Whoa. That was old. I didn't let that bother me, however. I had more important things on my plate.

"You know, you say this is your second life. I want to know everything about the first."

He thought for a while about that one. His brow furrowed. "I barely remember it. It was all so long ago. I clearly remember that I was fully set on joining the military. Every night, before our meals, my mother, Elizabeth, would say grace and pray to God I would never actually join. My father's name was Edward Senior. Other than that, I can't remember anything else." Huh.

"I want to know more about your family. Your adoptive family." I persisted, putting emphasis on the word adoptive.

"Carlisle is my adoptive father. He found me dying in a hospital of the Spanish Influenza, and he saved me. He is an excellent doctor, and very compassionate. He has been married to my adoptive mother, Esme. Esme loves passionately, and I have never in my entire existence met anyone as motherly as her. Rosalie is quite the character." He smiled and chuckled to himself. "She is quite... confident with her beauty. It is to the point of annoyance, actually. I can hear what she thinks, and it is always about her. She is married to Emmett."

"Hold on there." I interrupted him, holding up my index finger in order to silence him. "This Rosalie is married to her brother?" That was the most absurd, disgusting thing I have ever heard.

He shrugged it off as though it was nothing. "They were married before they were adopted. They pretend to be siblings."

"Oh. Sorry for interrupting; continue."

"I accept. Back to Emmett. There is nothing I can even begin to say about Emmett. So I will skip over to Jasper. Jasper is very new to this, and he struggles, but we help him. He is married to Alice. Alice is so bubbly and so optimistic. I relate better to her than to anyone else in the family. She is like me little sister in every sense of the word."

I was at loss for words. There was so much I needed to ask him, but the question I was going to ask him next pretty much summed it up.

"What are you?"

The few seconds in which he took a deep breath, ran his hand through his already messy hair, and looked at me as if to say "don't be scared," were the longest of my life. When he finally responded, I was stunned and scared and so many things at once.

"A vampire."

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