The dream began the same as it always did…

"Edward, don't go!" I screamed at the swiftly disappearing shadow ahead of me in the forest. "Edward, stop! Please don't leave! I love you! WAIT!"

He never turned his head, just picked up his pace and kept moving. Soon, he vanished from my sight. I collapsed on the ground, sobbing. Why did he not love me anymore?

I woke up with the salty tears streaming down my face. Knowing I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep anytime soon, I decided to go for a walk outside. I promised myself I would only walk around the house, and go nowhere near the forest trail.

Slipping on my jacket, I crept quietly out of the house. Charlie was snoring far too loudly to hear me. When I finally got outside, the moon was shining brightly. The tears were still coming, and the hole in my heart was almost big enough to swallow me up.

It had been five months since he left me, and every night I had the same dream. I kept my eyes on the ground, afraid of even glancing in the direction of the trail. I tried to think of something else.

Jacob. He was the one source of light in my world. If I didn't have him, I don't know what would have happened to me. The pain of it all might have killed me by this point. If Edward had wanted to see me again (though at this point I knew it was impossible), he would have had to visit my grave.

Thankfully, Jacob was there to help ease some of my pain. Even though he's a werewolf now, he's still there for me. Jacob is my best friend. The corners of my mouth turned up slightly at the thought of his happy face, grinning at me. This was when I decided to look up.

And found myself right smack at the beginning of the forest path.

My breath started coming more quickly, and, like in my dream, I collapsed on the ground, hugging myself hard to try and hold it together. Suddenly, there was a high-pitched squeal that came from inside the forest, and I was as silent. It hadn't sounded like any animal I had heard before. Before I could rearrange my thoughts, a sweet scent hit me in the face. It was one of the sweetest scents I'd ever smelled, and it reminded me so much of…

Edward.

I found myself running into the forest, trying to find the source of the smell. Had he come back to me? Had my Edward finally returned to me, after all this time?

I kept running, knocking leaves and tree limbs and branches out of my way. I had no sense of direction, I just followed the smell, and it was getting stronger. Finally I burst out into the middle of a small clearing. The first thing I noticed was that it resembled mine and Edward's clearing from all those months ago.

The second was that in the middle of it, a werewolf lay sprawled on the ground, and a vampire was standing over it.