The fight with Mom was inevitable. As the days between here and Forks grew shorter, the tension between us grew thicker. Apparently, my family was under the impression that if they left us alone we would talk it out. So, the night before we left for Forks, everyone went hunting except for Mom who had gone yesterday, not knowing they were all planning on going tonight.

I had tried to convince Edward to stay but his response had been,

"Bella love, I don't want to be a reason of discord between Rosalie and you. Please, just try to talk to your mother."

So there we are. We're both sitting silently across from each other in the living room. I flipped through a magazine and she did the same. The tension in the room kept building and building until I found myself standing.

"What is you problem?" I yelled at her. She stood up and looked shocked.

"My problem? I'm not the one risking her life to date the opposite species!"

"What do you mean 'risking my life'? I don't know if you've noticed but my entire family is the opposite species!"

"Yes but being a part of our family hasn't made you want to be a vampire! But I know that dating Edward is making you want to be a vampire."

I snorted because that was absolutely ridiculous. "Mom, you can't blame Edward for that because that's not how it it! I have always wanted to be a vampire. Loving Edward has almost nothing to do with it." She took several deep breaths before continuing in a calmer and almost desperate tone,

"Why, Bella? Why would you want to be like this? Never changing, never growing." I explained,

"I don't expect you to understand but I know that I'm meant to be a vampire. My entire life I have barely managed to survive around humans but around vampires, I feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be, like I'm stronger. I'm sorry but, somehow, I will become a vampire and you're just going to have to deal with it." It felt good to get that off my chest but I was anxious as I waited for her to respond.

Finally, she sighed. "I suppose I really did see this coming. I just need time to adjust to the idea, Bella. But I suppose there's no reason for this not speaking thing to continue." With me fighting back tears, we hugged and just like that, I had my mom back.

Within minutes we were talking like we used to and, somehow we got to the topic of kissing.

"Is he really that good?" Mom asked, referring to Edward's kissing.

I chuckled wryly. "You have no idea. He's...woah." She raised and eyebrow and laughed.

"You've got it bad for him." We both laughed at how true that was and then were silent for a moment. Suddenly she asked, "How are you dealing with not being able to see Dana? I know we never really talked about it."

I sighed. "I'm alright, I guess. I miss her but I guess it's sort of...opportunity cost."

"How so?" Mom looked skeptical.

"Well, she was a good friend but I had to give her up to get what ultimately need and want."

"Which is?"

I leaned back against the couch. "I think you know."

She sighed. "To become a vampire."

"Kind of." Now she looked truly curious.

"What do you mean?"

I tried to find the right words to describe it.

"It's not so much being a vampire its being able to be what I'm supposed to be—meant to be."

"You honestly believe that you're meant to be a vampire," she asked skeptically.

"Maybe. What I do know is that I'm meant to spend eternity with my family—and Edward of course."

She rolled her eyes but otherwise didn't comment. We spent the rest of the night reminiscing my life, including some vaguer memories of Forks.

I could remember spending a lot of time with Dad and I could even remember a few failed encounters with a bicycle. The most prominent memory though was that of Jasper and I putting dirt in a jar. I still had that jar and a jar from our previous home that were currently packed up and awaiting departure. All this reminded me that I didn't yet have a jar for here but what do you put in a jar when you live in a city? After Mom assured me that Esme would not in fact kill me, we emptied her windowsill flower pot that contained daisies into a jar and labeled it SUNSHINE.

After that we simply relaxed for a while and watched a little TV. It was the first time in what seemed like an eternity that I was in the same room with her without feeling upset. It was nice to have my Mom back.

A/N: I'm sorry it's late, I've been crazy busy with midterms! I know it's short but don't shoot me!