A/N:I don't own it, but it's fun to play with.

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I would like to remind everyone that there is going to be Jacob bashing, so, if your team Jacob, this might not be the story for you. I'd also like to point out that things will be getting a bit more crazy, so just hold on.

I'm sorry this update took so long. My mom's health took a bad turn, and I had to be there for her. I was juggling my own family and taking care of her. Everything else went on the back burner.

Chapter 17

BPOV

I tried to rush through my dinner with Charlie, without making it look too obvious. Edward was due to come over later, and my nervous energy was getting to be almost impossible to contain. As it was, my dad was giving me his "all knowing" look, like he somehow knew what I had planned later on. Parents and their confounded sixth sense. I really needed to work on my acting skills.

"So, Bells, how are you doing in school so far? Are you settled in there yet?" he asked , watching me closely.

I slowly took a bite of the lasagna that I had made. I smiled at him."Yea, no problems at all. It's really quite easy here. Some things are repetitive, but it's all right," I told him. My dad wasn't one for small talk. The fact that he was making an effort to engage me in some tells me that he suspects that I'm up to something. I have to tone it down.

My dad finished his dinner and went into the living room to watch a game on his flat screen. Since I knew that would keep him sufficiently occupied, I quickly washed the dishes and darted upstairs.

I grabbed a few things and headed into the bathroom to take a quick shower. I wasn't sure when Edward was going to show up, so I wanted to get done as quickly as possible. I finished up and dressed in my VS classic Tank and Boxer set in pink. It was comfortable and pretty without being too revealing.

While heading back to my room, I ran into my dad at the top of the stairs. He was headed to bed, so I knew that Edward would be here shortly.

I decided that while I waited for him to arrive, I was going to pick out what I was going to wear to school the next day. I opened my closet door and began rummaging inside.

Suddenly, I got that feeling that I wasn't alone. I turned around and there was my Edward, standing non nonchalantly by the opened window. He gave me his crooked grin, and I giggled.

"Do I want to know how you got in here?" I asked him. I walked over to him and threw my arms around him. He pulled me closer to him, lightly kissing the top of my head.

"I came in through the window," he responded as if it was the most normal thing to do.

"I missed you. I think Charlie was suspicious of me," I confessed to him. I grabbed a hold of his hand and guided him over to my bed. We sat down facing each other.

"Why would he be suspicious of you? What did you do?" he asked me, looking a little wary.

"Actually, I really didn't do anything. I was just a little too happy, I think. He started talking to me, asking me questions about how I was settling in at school" I told him.

"Why would your father asking you about how you're doing be a bad thing?" he asked me, looking slightly confused.

"You don't know Charlie. He's not a big talker. Did you know that my first day back, he brought my bags up here, dropped them off, and just left the room. That's the way he is. He's not one for small talk. So when he decided to sit there at dinner and ask questions, I knew something was up. All I could do was just slow down and act casual," I admitted.

"Did it work?" he asked, smirking at me.

"I'm not too sure. He finished dinner and went to watch some baseball game. He didn't say anything after that. He probably thinks I was going to sneak out or something." Edward just shook his head, grinning at me. I pouted at his antics and playfully swatted his arm.

"His thoughts are very interesting. He thinks you're up to something. He has no idea what though. He thinks you were a little too excited at dinner for someone who was just going to bed." He pulled me close to him and kissed me gently."Wow. Seeing things through his thoughts, you did look suspicious. I kind of like knowing that I can affect you that way," he teased me.

I rolled my eyes at him. Men and their egos. "Oh, please. Perhaps I was just eager to get into my very comfortable bed."

"Your bed? I think not." Edward then proceeded to tickle me mercilessly. I tried my hardest to not make a sound, but he would not relent his torture. I eventually lost all control and squealed a little too loudly. Hearing the door to my Dad's room open, Edward pulled away quickly.

"Charlie heard you, and he's coming in here to check on you. Try to act casually," he advised me. He then disappeared into my closet.

A few moments later there was a knock at my door. My Dad poked his head inside my room.

"Hey, Bells, I'm just checking on you before I go to bed. I thought I heard you laughing. Are you all right?" He looked at me suspiciously.

"Yea, I'm fine, Dad. I was just reading a letter that mom had written to me. It looks like she's up to one of her crazy schemes again. I just thought it was funny that Phil can't seem to keep her in check either," I lied to him. Part of me felt guilty for lying to him, but only partly. I didn't want anything to stand in the way of me spending time with my Edward.

My Dad seemed to be noticeably relieved by my excuse. "Some things never change. I'm just glad you turned out to be so level headed. Well, I'm going to sleep. I have to go in early tomorrow, and I have to work a double, so I won't see you until really late. Good night, Bells," he said, while closing the door.

"Good night, Dad," I called out to him. The second the door closed, Edward was by my side again.

"Should I be concerned over what a practiced liar you are?" Edward teased , giving me his sexy grin. "Um..,Bella, what exactly is your mom like? Your father had some pretty interesting thoughts about her," Edward asked me, looking amused.

"I can imagine. Renee is definitely a unique individual," I laughed. I climbed up my bed and leaned up against the headboard. Edward sat down next to me and pulled me closer to him.

"Is it that bad?" He kissed the top of my head, encouraging me to continue.

"It's not bad. It's just that Renee is odd. When I lived with her, I was the mother in the relationship. I did the cooking, shopping, and making sure the bills were paid. It's not that she was abusive or neglectful. It's just that she wasn't very maternal. I think in her mind she looked at our relationship as more like girlfriends than mother, daughter," I explained to him.

"Well, that certainly explains why you are so very mature for your age. Esme and Carlisle, both, have commented to me on how you were so far beyond your age," he confessed to me. I snuggled closer to him, finding myself getting very comfortable.

"Yea, Renee always said I had an old soul. The exact opposite of her, by the way. She is a bit of a free spirit. She never could wrap her head around how I had no desire to date every guy who looked at me or even how I was waiting for a commitment. She is of the mindset that it's impossible to know if you're compatible with someone if you don't explore all areas of a relationship. She also thinks that it's impossible for someone my age to be in love," I tried to explain to him.

"All right, I'm a little afraid to ask, but when you say 'explore all areas' are you telling me that your mother thinks that you should have sex with a bunch of guys just to figure out if your compatible?" he asked with a look of shock all over his perfect face.

"Yea, that's exactly what I'm saying. Remember, Rene is a free spirit. She is a misplaced flower child. I'm telling you. I have no clue how she has gone this long without getting hooked on weed. That's the one thing she doesn't do. If she ever did, I wouldn't want to know what Charlie would do to her." I wrapped my arms around Edward and laid my head down on his chest.

"You're getting tired. Why don't go to sleep? I'll hold until you do," he suggested. The thought of Edward leaving sent me into a slight panic. I tightened my arms around him, refusing to let go.

"No, don't leave. Stay with me, please," I begged him.

"Shh... sweetheart. I won't leave you. I'll hold you all night," he assured me, pulling me to him.

I must have been a great deal more exhausted than what I had thought. I fell asleep almost immediately after Edward promised to not leave me during the night.

I was in the meadow. The sun was shining brightly through the trees, lighting the wildflowers up brilliantly. I gasped at the splendor that I saw. A movement to the right of me caught my eye . There stood a woman I did not recognize. She was tall and elegantly attired. She was wearing a dress that seemed to have come from the nineteenth century. She smiled gently at me.

"Hello, Bella. I have been waiting for you for a very long time," she greeted me politely.

"I'm sorry, but do I know you?" I asked her, completely confused.

She shook her head no. "No, my dear, but I know you. Please, do not be frightened. All will be made known in due course. For now, I am happy that you learned how to come to me in your dream state. The process has now begun, and we can now go on from here," she replied happily.

"I..I don't understand. What do you mean by 'I came to you' ? And what process are you referring to?" I asked her nervously. I was beginning to worry, and I wanted answers.

"I'm sorry, my dear. It seems that our time is just about up. Just know that you are safe. Now that you have found your other half, your destiny has now been put into motion. We will see each other again," she tried to assure me. The woman began to fade away.

I woke up abruptly and sat straight up in my bed. I was shaking a little. Edward wrapped his arms around me, trying to calm me down.

"Love, what is it? I couldn't wake you up. You were talking in your sleep like you were actually having a conversation with someone," he told me. I crawled into his lap, attempting to get closer to him. All I wanted to do at this point was shake off the feeling I had from that dream.

"I was in the meadow. There was a woman there. I've never seen her before. She knew me. She said that she has been waiting for me for a long time. She said that I learned to come to her in my dream state. She also said that now that I found my other half, my destiny has now been put into motion. Then I woke up. Edward, it felt so real. I'm a little creeped out," I told him.

"It's all right, love. I would never let anyone hurt you." He pulled me closer to him and placed a gentle kiss on my lips." Sweetheart, I don't want to alarm you, but I think that there's more to your dream that it being just a dream. I think it would be prudent if we told Carlisle about this. After all, we already know you have precognitive dreams."

"If you think it's the right thing to do. I trust your judgment. These dreams are getting to be way too much. They are seriously cutting into my beauty sleep," I tried to joke.

"Love, the last thing you need is beauty sleep. If you only knew how stunningly beautiful you already are, you just may give up sleeping all together."

"Edward, you're just biased. Your opinion of me is tainted by your love for me," I informed him. I leaned over and kissed his cheek. Secretly, I loved the fact that he found me to be so attractive. I just didn't want to admit it out loud.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you that I'm always right?" he asked me jokingly. I playfully swatted his arm in response.

"I can honestly say that I will probably never hear that," I teased him.

Edward looked at me with all the love he had for me in his eyes. Gently cupping my face in his hand, he bent down and tenderly kissed me. " I love you, Bella. I still can't believe that I have finally found my mate, and she's this amazing goddess that's before me. You have no idea how much you have healed me and completed me." With that, he yanked me closer a kissed me with as much force as he could with out hurting me. I responded by wrapping my arms around his neck and returned his kiss with vigor. Sensing my need to breathe, Edward began to kiss his way across my cheek and down my neck, to my pulse point.

I rested my head on his chest, trying to catch my breath. For someone who didn't have any experience in kissing, Edward certainly knew how to take my breath away."I love you, Edward."

"Ahh, love, I wish we didn't have to go to school today. I would love nothing more than to spend the day with you." he kissed my forehead."I need to go home so I can shower, change, and grab the Volvo. I'll be back before you miss me ." With a final hug and kiss, he jumped out the window and headed home.

I decided to take a quick shower to try to relieve a ll tension I still felt from the disturbing dream I had. Of course, the hot make out session I just had with Edward didn't help to ease my stress all that much either.

After my shower, I went to my closet to try to pick out the perfect outfit for today. Since I didn't get too much sleep during the night, I wanted to wear something comfortable. I opted for a dark wash braided side skinny jean, a floral lace peasant top in blue, and my black ballet flats. I pulled my hair back into a high pony tail. I wore silver hoops in my ears and a silver bracelet to complete the look. After applying very light makeup, I gazed into the mirror. I was happy with the results.

I quickly grabbed my bag and headed downstairs in time to hear Edward pull up. I headed out the door. After locking the house up, I quickly made my way over to the love of my life.

"My word, Bella. You are so breathtaking." He kissed me softly.

"Thank you. I hoped you would like this outfit," I told him. He opened the car door for me and helped me in.

"Really? Well, I do. In fact, I have loved every outfit you have worn so far. And, to be quite honest, I am partial to you in the color blue," he informed me with a grin.

"Why thank you kind sir. I just so happened to have bought a lot of blue items lately," I told him trying to tempt him. "Ironic. Isn't it?"

"Normally, I would agree. Alice told you, didn't she?" he asked me with a laugh.

"She may have pushed me in the right direction," I confessed.

"Um.. speaking of Alice. She had a vision of what we needed to speak to Carlisle about. She stressed to me the importance of us talking to him. She said she's not sure what's going on, but something really big. She doesn't want you to worry. She thinks that what happened last night will go a long way into explaining your dreams. She said it's imperative that we speak to Carlisle," he told me calmly.

"Great. Now I really need to know. How the heck am I supposed to go through an entire day of school with that hanging over my head? I need to know now. It's starting to drive me a little insane," I ranted to him.

"Just a few hours, love. Then you'll get some answers." Edward grabbed a hold of my hand, trying to comfort to me.

I sat in silence for the remainder of the ride, wondering about what in the world was going on with these dreams of mine. Last night's was so real and I couldn't shake the felling I had during it. The woman had told me to not be afraid, so how the heck was I supposed to pull that off. I was not so good with patience when it concerned me and the unknown.