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Return Again

Summary:
Written from Edward's point of view, we explore the depth of the rabbit hole. They are back in Forks, and a thought crosses Edward's mind. Can he really promise to never leave again? Will he make the right decision to condemn Bella to an eternity of night? Then tragedy strikes. Bella is gone. Edward begins the cross country trek that will bring his angel back to him... We leave off when Edward and Bella return from England... This installement IS over... Keep up for the next saga in this Bella and Edward lovefest... Named: Renaissance DISCLAIMER: All characters, real or fake, content taken from the Twilight series belong to Stephenie Meyer. This story is a result of my STILL untamed imagination. Please don't sue me.


Notes:
I wrote a lot of this based on what I think Edward thinks like, so if the information is incorrect or I missed one major Edward detail, I apologize...


1. Chapter 1

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We were home in Forks again. After an uneventful plane ride home, I thought that everything would be back to normal, like it was for Bella, pre-marriage. We would go back to school, finish the year, and then hopefully, I would take her to other parts of the world, minus the revenge-seeking Victoria. Then, maybe, Bella would drop the topic of becoming a vampire, and she would not be deprived of the life she deserved. But I was wrong. So, so very wrong.

Bella stirred in her sleep. I was lying next to her in our large, king-sized bed, on top of the quilt so she would not freeze against my ice cube of a body. Her face was so peaceful tonight, no signs of a nightmare. I itched to brush the strands of hair that had fallen in her eyes, but was afraid that my icy touch would disturb her peaceful slumber. “Edward - Edward!” My eyes flashed to her face, now twisted in an agonized expression. A deep pain erupted in my chest as I realized that my very existence was the cause of her nightmares.

Then Bella relaxed her face, and all seemed well. I reached up to pull the covers closer to her chin. “Thank you, Edward,” She sighed, speaking as if she were thanking me for covering her. I smiled through the darkness and touched her shoulder where the blanket covered it.

It was hard to believe that I, a naïve, foolish monster, had actually attempted to break the heart of my God given angel only months earlier. Before that, everything had been going just fine, with the exception of the birthday party. When Bella cut her finger, I could hear Jasper practically screaming in his mind at the sight of her fragrant blood. And then when she fell on the glass plates and cut her arm, Jasper was going crazy. I remembered that feeling; that I was going to be the cause of Bella’s untimely death. That night, I had made a decision. I was going to leave Bella, not because I didn’t want her anymore, but because I wanted her to live a life without life-threatening obstacles.

Then she fainted. I was so sure that my words had killed her, until I heard her heart beating, fainter than usual. I kicked myself in the head mentally for letting the thought of leaving my angel creep into my mind. I was overjoyed, thinking that this was God’s way of telling me that I was Bella’s source of life, and that I wouldn’t have to leave after all. Then, for some strange, undefined reason, I had the thought in my mind that I should take this chance and make it seem like Bella and I had never crossed paths. Of two things I was sure of in this life:

1. The depth of the bond Bella and I had created could never be broken.

2. I do not want to change Bella.

Of number two, I was hesitant to think that that would ever change. I will not take Bella’s soul, no matter how old or wrinkled she got. She would always be the most beautiful thing in my life; Bella didn’t seem to believe me when I brought this up.

Edward. I heard Alice’s whisper my name in her mind, and jerked straight up in the bed. I walked down the hall and into Alice’s room, where she sat on a light, ivory couch. I took a seat next to my sister. Is she asleep? I nodded. Good.Have you heard anything from Jasper? I shook my head. I had been searching as hard as she was. I really miss him, Edward. He hasn’t returned from England yet. Not even a phone call. I frowned. I have no idea who he’s with - not since you killed Victoria. I smiled when I heard this. I had killed Victoria, because she wanted to kill me. Because she tried, so hard, to break the bond between Bella and I. She paid for her mistakes.

I assured Alice silently that everything would be fine. She nodded, and then I returned to Bella. The minutes I spent with my sister made me anxious because I was away from Bella. I was glad to see that she was still sleeping, but slightly annoyed because I had missed a few moments with her. Bella reminded me often now, that every moment for her was precious because she had few and was human. I’m sure this is a way for her to persuade me to change her. It’s funny how hard she tries. I’m not going to change her. I will not take her soul.

Then Bella let out a shrill scream. It turned the venom in my veins cold as my mind processed the sound. I moved my arms around Bella and drew her to my chest, whispering soothing things in her ear. I hated it when she was having a nightmare; and hated it even more when she would scream. It felt like the screams that she suppressed when she found out that I was a vampire. It bothered me to see her scared like that.

“Edward - don’t leave me.” Bella’s voice was muffled by the bed sheet. She was awake now, her vibrant brown eyes staring at me with fiery intensity even in the dark.

“Never. I promise.” I whispered. “Go back to sleep.” She let her lids close over her eyes reluctantly. Then I thought about what she said. Maybe I wouldn’t leave her, but I feared that she might. It was my turn to be worried. I closed my eyes, even though I couldn’t sleep. In my mind, I kept replaying our short conversation. Her eyes had been wide and fraught with terror, her face frozen like a block of ice, as if I was contemplating leaving the love of my life. Then a thought crossed my mind.

Could I live up to my promise?