AN: I feel I am not sticking to the storyline, because Bella IS a dancer.. BUT! I finally like that the story is now twisting into something exciting for once. (:

Disclaimer: As much as I'd love to own these characters, they are the works of Stephenie Meyer, except Alexander, he's mine.

Chapter Thirteen: Night

Edward's face looked as if it was permanently etched into a look of panic, rage, and pain.

"What do you mean? Vampire?" I asked him, my own panic rising.

"The notes. They smell of vampires. Well, one vampire. Unfortunately, it is not a scent I recognize." He said darkly.

I stared at him. I never thought another vampire would be out to get me. I didn't know what I had done wrong. I didn't even know if any other vampires knew about mine and Edward's relationship, if it was even that.

He stared back down at me and looked worried.

"Don't worry, Bella. I would never let anything hurt you. Besides, there are seven of us and one of him.. or her." He smiled at me.

"What do you mean, 'there are seven of you?'" I asked him, growing suspicious.

"I mean, that, if there were to ever be a fight, we would outnumber him. So, he wouldn't have a chance of killing anyone. That is why you are safe." He reassured me.

"Do you think it will come down to fight?" I asked, fearing the answer.

"If it tries to hurt you, absolutely." He seemed determined, but I was somewhat frightened. I didn't want the guy I loved to be in a fight over me.

I nodded at him, not wanting to argue after our perfect day.

"Do you want to go to sleep?" he asked me.

"Not really. I kind of want to learn more about you.." I went on, hoping he would tell me some things I didn't know.

"What would you like to know?" he asked.

"Well," I started off with something basic, "when were you born? Like, how old are you?" I asked him when he picked me up and set me on my bed, watching my ankle. I just remembered that I got to get my cast off tomorrow. I smiled.

He hesitated for a moment before he sat next me in my small bed. "I was born in Chicago, in 1901." He looked down at me, possibly to see if he startled me. I kept my expression smooth.

"1901. I don't remember much of my human life, but I remember my change very well." He went on.

"Was it painful?" I probed for more.

"Yes, but I don't remember the details. My change was in 1918. I was dying of Spanish Influenza, and that is when Carlisle found me." He suddenly looked very sad. I touched his arm to try and comfort him. He smiled at the gesture.

"My mother and father had already died of the disease, so I was all alone. That's partially why he chose me." He looked thoughtful as he spoke, obviously deep in thought of his past.

"Why was it only partial? Was there some other part to it?" I questioned.

"Well, yes. My human mother, Elizabeth, requested of Carlisle to save me. That's what Carlisle told me, and when I'd read his mind. I was unconscious, so I have no recollect of it." He continued with his story.

"I'm sorry about your real parents." I said sadly. Any suffering brought to him made me suffer as well.

"It was a really long time ago, and I don't remember very well." He reassured me.

He stopped talking, so I assumed he was finished with his story.. but, I wasn't ready to stop talking. I wanted to know more about his family he had now.

"What about your other family? The ones you have now?" I asked him.

"Who are you talking about in particular?" There he went again, answering a question with a question.

"Your mother.. the only one I haven't seen." I said.

"Esme? Even though we have no family relations from out human lives, she is still a mother to me. Just a few years after me, did Carlisle change her." He went on. "He fell in love with her, too. They are still like teenagers in love. The passion hasn't faded for them in all of these years."

"Although we have seven members in our family," he carried on, clearly more comfortable with the topic of his family, "only four of us were changed by Carlisle."

"Who weren't?" I asked.

"Alice and Jasper." He said simply.

"Tell me how they came to your guys' family." I was hungry for more answers. He had a very interesting family.

"Alice, or my sister, doesn't remember her human life at all. She's a lot like me. She sees things, the future." He hesitated for a moment before he continued. "She wandered the world alone, looking for Jasper, because she had seen him when she first woke up. A lot of the time, she lives in the future." He laughed as he thought.

"And Jasper?" I asked.

"Jasper.. is very interesting. He came from a different family. Much different than ours. He lived a somewhat miserable life, fighting the wars down in the South. He lived a long portion of his life down in the South. And then he found us." He smiled.

"What about Rosalie and Emmett?" I asked for more.

"Rosalie came to our family about ten years after Esme was turned. We were living in Rochester at the time, and we had found her on the streets, dying. Carlisle changed her, foolishly hoping she would be to me what Esme was to him." He chuckled.

"However, that wasn't the case. She was offended the first time she heard me speak. You see, with Rosalie, it is all about vanity. She thought that if I couldn't want her, that I couldn't want anyone." He smiled down at me. "That, obviously, wasn't the case." He leaned down to kiss my lips lightly. I smiled up at him, happy that I had him.

"She found Emmett a few years later, while he was dying of a bear attack. She didn't think she could do it herself, so she asked Carlisle to change him for her." He said. "He obliged, simply for Rosalie's sake.."

I stared at him, eager for him to continue.

"I think you should go to sleep now, Bella." He said quietly. I looked over at my clock and it read.. 1:13 AM! I didn't know we had been up that late just talking.

"But, I am not ready! I have more questions." I told him.

"We always have tomorrow, and the next day, and the next.." He trailed off.

"Okay, then. Goodnight, Edward." I told him while kissing his cheek.

"Goodnight, Bella." He placed a kiss on my lips and then nuzzled his face into my neck.

Before I fell asleep, I thought about the notes again. Even if Edward could protect me, I was scared. No one had ever secretly scared me before.

Right before I drifted off, I could've sworn I heard "I love you" coming from beside me.

AN: Grrrrr, another short one. I can't wait until I get to better parts of this story. Reviews are love. :D