"All I can say is this: brace yourself."

Shortly after I said that, I was promptly ignored. I ate all the food I wanted, since they had enough to feed the whole town. I was sipping a Diet Coke and reading Wuthering Heights at the dining room table when Rosalie came up to me.

"Erin, I know you're only human, but…"

"What?" I, unfortunately, thought I knew what she needed help with.

"I need your help protecting Bella and her baby."

I looked at her like she was crazy. "You're kidding, right? Wait, strike that, no you're not kidding, 'cause I just remembered that Bella calls you for help."

She gave me a quizzical look, but ignored the comment. "You could just—"

"Rose, seriously, I understand your protectiveness over babies and everything, and I know you really want a baby, and such. I know your maternal instincts are taking over right now," I took a deep breath. "And I've wanted to meet the baby for a long time, but if I intervene, something bad might happen to it."

She smiled at me. "I understand." She turned to leave.

"And Rose?" She turned around. "No matter how you may act, and that people might think you're just in it for the baby and don't care about Bella, I know you're just protecting Bella as much as the baby."

"Thank you," She smiled again, and left the room.

"I've always felt sorry for that girl," I whispered, and turned back to my book. Six hours later, late at night; I was practically a zombie, the family left to go pick up Bella and Edward from the airport. I wanted to stay awake but I was just so tired, sleepy, so sleepy…

-Dream-

I was standing in the field the Cullen's used to play baseball. In front of me were what seemed like hundreds of figures cloaked in black. I was in the middle of a crowd of unfamiliar people, save for a few. One was Bella, who was right next to me, and very much a vampire. In front of our crowd was Edward and Carlisle. For some reason, Esme, Emmett, and Rosalie were out of the picture.

Even though those three people were gone, I instantly knew I was in the almost-battlefield near the end of the book. I looked around at my surroundings, and they were so clear and defined. I could hear all the whispers of the vampires around me, and I could smell something good and delicious, something that made my throat burn. I looked down at my hands and noticed they were pale white, compared to the natural tan I was barely able to keep.

A soft, warm hand touched my shoulder, and I instantly saw an image of myself looking straight ahead. It looked like me, but it wasn't me at the same time; a much more beautiful me. The double of me I saw turned her head towards me and I was startled by the eye color; a bright amber color. The image shattered, and I looked behind me, but no one was there. I looked in front of me again and noticed that everyone had disappeared, even the people who were standing around me. I blinked, and saw a pile of bruised and bloody bodies in front of me. I looked down at my hands, which were covered with blood, and then felt the burning in my throat. The hand touched my shoulder again, and I saw another image of me, but this time instead of amber eyes, they were a bright crimson red.

-End of Dream-

I woke up in a cold sweat and someone was shaking me. "Erin, it's only a dream."

I opened my eyes to see Esme hovering over me. Forgetting that I was a mature 20-year-old who had complete control of her emotions, I burst into tears and threw myself at Esme and hugged her tight. "Oh, Esme! I k-killed people! I k-killed i-innocent people, I'm so h-horrible!"

Esme hugged me back, rubbing my back soothingly. "It was only a dream. It never happened. It's alright, Erin. Shh."

I realized that I wasn't on the couch anymore; probably taken up by Bella. "When did you guys come back?" I asked when I had control over myself.

"12 hours ago. You were really tired, so we let you sleep." She let me go and I sat up against the headboard of the bed I was in. "Jacob Black is here, by the way."

"Let me guess," I frowned. "He's here to see what's going on with Bella?"

"Yeah, and the family is not happy with it."

"You mind as well get used to him," I muttered.

"Why?"

"Let's just say he's going to be coming and going a lot, but don't say anything about it, because then he might not want to be here."

Esme looked confused, but agreed not to say anything.

In the living room, seated on the white couch, Bella was pale and frail looking, Jacob kneeling next to her. Blah, why couldn't things just go faster?

"Because time is meant to go at its normal pace," Edward answered my question softly, coming to my side in a split second.

Oh. Fantastic, he could read my mind. I take it they told you about me? I thought to him.

"Yes, though I don't get why you can't tell me what will happen," Edward said. "Erin, can I talk to you in a different room?"

Yeah, sure, I don't care, I thought, too lazy to talk. I followed him into the dining room.

"Please," Edward turned towards me. "I need to know. Does Bella survive this?"

Quickly, I started counting by fives in my head, while I shrugged my shoulders. "Oh, fine, I won't be able to hide anything from you," I whispered, and he chuckled. "Yes, she survives." But not as a human. I finished in my head.

"So she will be changed."

"Yep, and I need to get the heck out of here before you read my mind for more information, but if you would…kindly get out of my head, and I won't leave."

"It's not something I can control." I gave him a stern look. He sighed. "But, I'll try."

"Thank you." I turned just in time to see Jake storm out of the house. "Finally, I get to find out what happened during the blank spots!" I added, clapping my hands together.

Edward gave me a quizzical look before disappearing back into the living room in a blur.