BPOV
"We can try fishing." Alice said.
For some reason I burst out laughing. An image of all of us floating along, holding fishing poles in those ridiculous fishing vests was hilarious, and a more sane part of my brain didn't understand why.
Edward immediately turned to me and cupped my face in his hands, but I still kept laughing.
"I think she's going into some kind of shock." I heard him tell everyone.
"Bella?" Nessie asked, sounding worried.
I kept laughing, I couldn't stop, even though I tried.
What the hell is wrong with me?
"Bella, listen to me." Edward's voice was in my ear. "Just try to breathe… take some deep breaths."
I tried to do as he said, but it didn't seem to be helping me much. I curled into him, pressing my face against his shoulder. After a minute of taking deep breaths and trying to calm myself down, it finally started to work.
"What the hell was that?" I asked after I fully recovered from my fit.
"That was your mind trying to deal with what's happened. Sometimes, when you don't let things out properly or keep them in, they come out in other, weirder ways." Edward explained.
"So she just had a nervous breakdown?" Alice asked incredulously.
"No, it's not a nervous breakdown. You just weren't processing things." He said.
"Well, it's kinda hard to process all of this!" I yelled, burying my fingers through my tangled, wet hair in frustration.
"Calm down." Edward whispered to me.
I glared at him from the corner of my eyes, but listened, trying not to snap at him again.
He's just trying to help…
Instead of snapping or yelling again, I reached out and dragged Nessie into my lap, who immediately wrapped her arms around my neck. Rocking her and smoothing her hair behind her ear was calming to both of us.
"Food… food… food…" Jasper mumbled, thinking. "We can't fish, there's nothing to cook or even clean it with. Unless we'd like raw fish."
We all made faces at that. I didn't even like sushi in restaurants.
"Tanya, did you notice a food pack or something like it when you first woke up?" Jasper asked her.
"I didn't notice anything." She told him.
He huffed, irritated at our problem.
I glanced up at fire crotch - I refuse to use her name - and noticed she was looking at me funny. Her eyes were narrowed and she had her head tilted to the side, examining me.
"What's you problem?" I asked, full of attitude.
"You look familiar." She said.
I paled, hoping to God that she wasn't about to say what I think.
"Yeah, you're that chick from TV." She exclaimed, snapping her fingers and pointing at me.
Fuck. Not here, not now.
