Hey guys, I'm still here! I'm still updating! I hope I haven't lost readers due to my not updating quickly. So sorry( TT ) I'm busy moving right now too. And my computer's not being good. The phone line's messed up too. (Yes, I have dial-up. *Sigh.*) So, it's been pretty tough. But, I've managed to write chapter 8! Please enjoy and be patient for chapter 9.

-Vampiremoon22

BPOV:

I stared up at the boy I'd met only hours before. "S-Seth?" I asked. I blinked several times. "What are you doing here?" I looked around. "In. My. Room?" I stared at him quizically.

"Isabell-"

"Bella." I corrected instinctively. Jacob had forgotten to mention the fact that I hated my full name.

"Bella." He modified. "Do you... remember what you were doing a few minutes ago?"

"I was asleep before you came rushing in..." I paused as I saw him shaking his head. "I had a good dream." Still, Seth's head moved from side to side. "I-I was dreaming. Wasn't I?"

He stared at me. "He was here Bella."

"Here?" I started to get up. "Then that means..." Seth's eyes got wide as I sat up. It was then that I saw the clothes I had been wearing. They were strewn across the top of a small pile of dirty laundry. Embarrassed, I pulled blankets over myself to conceal my naked body.

"Did I..." I began.

"Oh, yeah." He said, nodding.

I heard a heavy rush of footsteps on the stairs then. "What?" I asked.

"It's just Sam and Jake." Seth said, shrugging.

"What?" I asked again.

Seth sighed. "Look, Jake was worried about you, so he sent me over here to keep an eye on things."

"Keep them out!" I told him. "At least give me time to get dressed!" I was yelling now. I completely wrapped myself in my blankets and ran into my bathroom. From inside, I yelled. "Go to the kitchen! I'll be down in 20 minutes!"

I heard Seth and the others march back down the stairs and released the breath I'd been holding. I turned on the water in the shower, as hot as I could stand it, and stepped in.

Had it really happened? Did Edward and I...? I reached up to my neck to wash it, and felt what must've been a new bite. I smiled, rembering the "dream". It couldn't have been a dream, I realized. My memories were too real, too vivid. I remembered the way he held me, the way he kissed me. I was his mate. Forever.

I stood in the shower awhile, just letting the water wash over me. I would have to see him again. Soon. A sudden blast of cold water told me it was time to face Jacob and the others. I had no doubt I would see Edward again tonight. I could wait that long. I hoped.

I toweled off and got dressed. I was a few minutes late going downstairs. I heard Jacob growl. "She should be here by now." I walked down our long staircase and into the kitchen where they were all waiting.

Jacob was the first to speak. "What were you thinking?" He practically yelled. "Didn't it occur to you that that monster could've killed you!"

Sam placed a hand on Jake's shoulder. "Calm down Jacob. She's still alive." Turning toward me, he asked, "Did the vampire bite you again?" I nodded. "Let me see."

I pulled my hair back and showed him the mark on my neck where Edward had bitten me. He studied the bite carefully. Finally, he said, "Bella, is your dad home?"

I shook my head. "He had to work a double shift."

"We'll be able to watch you better if you're closer to us. I'm going to have to insist that you come back to La Push with us.

"No." I told him. "No. He'll be back. I have to-"

"Bell!" Jacob grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me. "You can not love a vampire! He's a fucking leech! All he wants to do is drain your blood!"

I struggled and he let me go to avoid hurting me. I looked him in the eyes and said. "I do love Edward. I'm his mate."

Jake was about to grab me again when Sam spoke up. "I wonder... How is it that he didn't kill you?"

"What? He didn't hurt me at all." I told him. I held out my arms for him to examine.

"Yes, but you see, when a demon loses control, it's natural instincts take over. Edwin is-"

"Edward." I corrected, cutting him off.

He smiled, but I could tell he was growing impatient with me. "Edward." He emphasized the word. "With him being a vampire, his natural instinct is to bite and to kill. Especially humans. He could easily have drained your blood when he bit you." He motioned toward my neck. "What I don't understand is why he didn't. It's happened before." He paused for a moment to take a breath. "Vampires usually only mate with other magical beings because of this. How is it that he could mate with you, and not even scratch you?"

Seth spoke up. "Maybe she's a magical creature." The others stared at him.

Finally, Sam said, "It could be possible. But that would mean one of your parents are magic as well. I know chief Swan. No offense Bella, but he's far from magic."

"None taken." I mumbled.

"What about your mom, Bella?" Jake asked.

"I don't know much about her." I admitted. "She left when I was 2. She ran away with some guy named Phil." I sighed. "Look guys, I'm not magic. I-I'm normal."

"Do you have pictures?" Seth asked.

I nodded. "Why?" I asked.

"There are a few tell-tale signs of a magical creature." Sam told me. "For instance, vampires kind of sparkle in bright sunlight."

"And wolves are really hairy." Seth offered helpfully.

I smiled at them. I knew they meant well. They were just trying to protect me. But, I knew what I was doing. I wanted to be with Edward. And I knew in my heart that there wasn't any force on Earth or in Hell itself that could keep him from me now.

EPOV:

I wandered around in a daze for awhile, remembering my night with Bella. I smiled at the thought of her.

One thing that kept playing on my mind was: How could I have mated with her and not drained her blood. I left my room to find Emmett. This sort of thing had once happened to him.

I found him eventually. He was on Earth, in a park with a torture victim. His charge had climbed a tree and was awaiting further instructions.

I walked over and sat on the bench next to my brother. "Hey Ed." He said, turning to look at me. "What's up?"

I sighed. This wasn't going to be easy. "Em, do you remember that human girl? The one you thought was your mate?"

Emmett's eyes darked at the mention of her. "You mean Ashley? Of course I remember. Why?"

"You know I'm in charge of a human girl, right?" He stared at me. "Well, I think..."

"Don't do it man!" He grabbed my shirt collar. "You'll kill her!" He started shaking me.

"Em. Emmett!" I reached up and slapped his left cheek. "Calm down! I- I already did."

My brother's eyes got wide. "You killed her!" He yelled. A group of children playing nearby heard at stopped to stare.

I slapped Emmett again. "I told you to calm down! I didn't kill her."

He stared at me in shock. "You didn't kill her? How? I mean, every human we've tried to mate with..."

"I know. That's why I came to you. Do you know why?"

Emmett just shook his head. "We'll have to go ask dad. He'll know what's going on."

Our father was the oldest and wisest vampire in Hell. If anyone knew anything about what was happening, it would be him.

We returned to Hell and went to see our father. Jasper heard me and Em talking, so we filled him in on the situation. When we found dad, he was in the kitchen. He had just eaten a large meal. This was possibly the best time to approach him.

After we explained what was going on, he took us to his personal library and sat us down to tell us a story.

"Yay, storytime!" Emmett jumped up and down and clapped like a human two-year-old. I elbowed him in the ribs.

Once we were all sitting, our dad began his tale. "A very long time ago, a vampire from Hell encountered a human girl..."

As I listened to the tale, I realized that the main points in the story were not so different from my own situation. A vampire who thought a human could be his mate. He didn't want to kill her because he loved her. He lost control one night, but he didn't kill her.

"...The vampire searched everywhere he could think of for an answer to his question." Dad went on. "Finally, he discovered one. The human wasn't entirely human. Her father was a magical warlock."

A human. Magic? How was that possible? Jasper suddenly asked the question I was pondering. "How can a human be magic?"

"Humans have their own sorts of magic." Our father answered. "For example, we know of werewolves. They are human until they reach their adolesent stage."

We all shuddered at the thought of werewolves. They were our only natural enemy. "I thought all werewolves died off years ago." Jasper said.

"They did." Emmett told him.

"Werewolf blood still runs through the veins of their decendents." Our father replied. "If they sense danger, the wolves could arise to threaten us once more."

We all shuddered again as we thought about werewolves. But my thoughts were mostly of Bella. The only explaination I had was that she decended from a magical human. I wondered what it was. A warlock perhaps? Like in dad's story. No. I recalled that chief Swan had been struck down by a bullet. The magic then would have to come from her mother. I would return to her tonight. Maybe she could answer some of my questions. One thing was for certain: no one, not even a werewolf, would keep me from being with her now.

Hey, how'd you like? Just a reminder: it might be awhile before I update. I apologize for the delay. We were foreclosed on and have to move. So, I've been busy packing and stuff. But I do plan on updating whenever I can. Once again, I'd like to say I'm sorry. Also, thank you for all the reviews so far! They make me happy! : )

-Vampiremoon22