Carlisle POV
A story. We were a story?
"I don't understand," I said.
She said, "I had a dream one day. About Edward and Bella. In the meadow. I wrote it down, and soon, all of you existed in my story. It got published, and millions of people have read it. You've even been made into a movie."
"So you know what we are?" I asked.
"Yes. I know that you are vampires," she said.
I sighed. "What did you write in this story?" I asked.
"There are four books. The series is called the Twilight Saga. The first book is called Twilight. In that, Edward meets Bella, and James, Victoria, and Laurent come to Forks," she explained. "The second book is called New Moon In it, Edward leaves Bella and goes to the Volturi, before Bella saves him. The third book is called Eclipse, where Victoria creates an army of newborns to kill Bella. And the final book is called Breaking Dawn, where Edward and Bella get married and Nessie is born, and the Volturi come to investigate."
"So this story is about Edward and Bella's relationship?" I asked.
"Yes. And...did all that really happen?"
I nodded and turned to Edward. "What are we going to do with her?" I asked.
Alice burst into the room. "Can she stay here? Please, Carlisle?"
"Eavesdropping again, Alice?" Edward teased.
She stuck her tongue out at him. "It's fine with me, Alice, just check with Esme," I said. She squealed and ran off to ask. I heard Esme agree downstairs.
