A/N Well, Edward wouldn't let my sick ass rest.

Thanks Sherry xx

Chapter 31

I spent the next few days searching for my powers, but it wasn't easy looking for something when you had no idea where to look. Alice had suggested a locator spell, and I had agreed. We waited until everyone was busy and then snuck off to my den. She was just in the middle of setting up when Edward walked in. I tried my best to cover it all up. I had no idea how he would react to us doing magic in the camp, but I guess we were just about to find out, as he had seen it all.

"What are you doing?" he asked, looking down at my hands.

I'm sure my face looked as guilty as hell as I tried my best to smile. "Just talking."

"Talking, huh," Edward said, as he stomped over to us. He grabbed the cover and pulled it back. "That doesn't look like talking to me."

I chewed my lip was I looked up at him. "We were, err … just going to do a locator spell."

"What is it you're trying to locate?"

"My … ah," I stuttered as I played with my hair. "My powers."

"Alice, get out of here, now!" Edward roared. Alice began to protest, but he just glared. The glare was so menacing that even I would think twice about arguing with him.

When she left, he turned to me and snarled. "Why are you trying to locate your powers?"

"I thought they could help Alice, help me get my memories back."

"What do you mean 'help' Alice?"

"I was going to give them to her," I mumbled.

"No!" he roared. "I absolutely forbid you to give her your powers."

"That's not your call!" I shouted back, getting up to my feet. "You act as if you don't want me to remember."

Edward sighed. "Bella, I want you to get your memory back more than anything. Life would be so much simpler if you could just remember." I opened my mouth to speak, but he put his finger up to silence me. "I know that she is your sister, but you don't know if you can trust her. She turned her back on you when you needed her the most. You can't give her that much power."

I bit my lip and looked away, forcing back tears. I hated that his words made sense. I hated that I couldn't remember. I felt as if I could trust Alice, she was my sister after-all, but what if I couldn't?

"If you really want your memories back, then kiss me."

"What?" I asked, turning to face him, wondering what he meant.

"You once said that nothing was stronger than your feelings for me. So kiss me."

"No," I said, shaking my head and stepping away.

"Why? What are you afraid of?" He asked, stepping towards me.

"Nothing," I whispered, my stomach twisting in knots.

"Then prove it," he said as his hand swooped behind me, grabbing the bottom of my back and pulling me to him. His face was mere inches from mine. I could feel his hot breath on my lips. "Kiss me," he whispered, and I did.