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Dream's Shadow

This is my take on the over- and usually poorly- done plot. Edward leaves Bella again. She is changed and they meet again in the future. There will be a big twist! Requested by Iris. Banner by Iris!

Try it! I know stories like this usually stink, but I thought I'd give it a try. I own nothing. Stephenie Meyer owns all.

32. Chapter 32

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I sneak into my own home through the window. The irony does not escape me. It is rather akin to the way I regained my life. However, I have more important things to think about. Edward’s life is in my hands… and I have to protect it at any cost. It would not even be a choice, should I have to choose between the rest of my family and him. That is something we all know, that the bonds of love overcome all else. It is why we can contain our thirst.

Because nothing can compare to our love. It is the most powerful thing in the universe. We all know this. It is why I will single-handedly fight all these older, stronger vampires. Strange, how my old fears of losing my reason after the change turned so thoroughly unrequited. There is nothing I can prevent… I have my bloodlust, true. It is unmanageable around humans, but I have so many more important things to worry about.

Like the fact that Tanya and Irena are nearly a thousand years old. Jane’s power doesn’t work on me, and I’m still not entirely sure what the extent of Alec’s is. Irena and Tanya don’t have powers, and my own is quite formidable. However, they are all so much older, and Carmen, Eleazer, and Kate may be there… a clan sticks together.

But I have more to fight for. I have Edward.

It will be enough.

I am in his room. The very first thing I do is grab the ring. I place it gently on my finger, knowing he’d rather put it there themselves, hoping he will repeat his proposal when I return. If I return… no, I have to.

For Edward. I have Edward.

To give myself courage, befor ethe fight, I approach his bed, the one that should have been mine too, and press my nose to the sheets. This room may have held nothing but pain for him, yet it will comfort me. He was there. I can smell him. Though my senses are so much stronger, it is absolutely perfect. The change hasn’t changed how he affects me.

The lingering scent is so sweet.

I wonder if I retain my smell. Maybe not. I’ll have to ask him… when I get back. Which I will, because he wants me to. Sheer willpower will carry the day here.

I prepare myself to go downstairs and leave the comfort of this room. Yet, although my family is far away, I do not face the fight alone. Edward is here. Not in body, but in the fervor of my love. And maybe he doesn’t return it. I can never be sure again of the impossible, that he wants me forever.

But I know he said he did. So I will be able to fight for him, even if he is an unwilling champion.

The stairs confront me. I take the first step when I hear a voice. It is utterly unexpected.