"This is the final confirmation that you have boarded Flights International. We hope you join the flight." The flight attendant said over the crackly sound system.

I sighed. My stomach felt like there was a huge lead slab in it. I gagged. The smell of blood was overwhelming. Someone had cut themselves. And I was thirsty. Very thirsty.

I dry heaved. The lady next to me looked frightened. "Uh, we haven't even taken off yet. And..er...do you need to get off?"

"No!" I snapped. "I. Need. To. Get. To. Volturra."

"Why?"

"None of you dang business!" I was thirsty, as well as very angry now. Probing little twerp.

"Fine then." She turned and faced the window.

We took off.

Once I had calmed down, I looked at the woman who had spoken to me earlier. I noticed quickly I had not looked at her well enough earlier. She had dark brown hair and pale skin. Her brown eyes twinkled, and her cranberry colored lips were full and soft looking. She looked like Bella.

I hesitantly turned to speak to her. "Hello." I said in my musical voice. "I apologize for snapping at you earlier. My name is Edward."

"Hi."

My breath caught in my throat. She even sounded a bit like Bella. Not exactly, but some.

"I'm Belinda. People call me Belle." Belle smiled.

Belle. Bella. Belle. Bella. Dang it. Were my Bella and this woman clones? My throat burned. She smelled almost as good as Bella.

"So, where are you from?" I asked her.

"Spoons, Washington. What about you?"

Frick. "Forks, Washington." I didn't even know there was a Spoons."

She laughed. She laughed like Bella. "Then we're opposites."

I felt me stop drop. Then I felt like my intestines were being pulled up and out through my mouth. Bella and I were opposites. This is crazy. Even though I was heartbroken, I was attracted to her. Very attracted.

I laughed along with her. "What a crazy coincidence. What's it like in Spoons?"

"Well," Belle said, "Everything is brown. Its so dry too. I cant stand it. I moved to Spoons two years ago from Mobile, Alaska. We would get so much rain. I couldn't stand the dryness. It drove me crazy."

My throat throbbed. This was Bella. This was, no matter what, Bella. I had found her, she wasn't dead.

"We have a lot of things in common," I said, adding a dazzling smile in. 'Maybe we should get to know each other a bit better?" I raised my eyebrow suggestively.

"Okay." She said eagerly.

We got up and headed back to the bathroom. I opened the door for her. "Ladies first." And headed in behind her.

We kissed. And kissed. And kissed. I was careful; she couldn't be turned into a vampire until…never. But I was so happy. I had found my Bella. Once I got to Volturra, I would take her home. My family would be so happy. Then we could live forever, together.

But wait, a small voice in my head whispered. Bella is dead. This woman is just similar to Bella at all. And you know Bella wouldn't agree to lip kiss in an airplane bathroom. She was raised differently.

No. I argued with myself. This is her. This is Bella. My sweet Bella.

No. it's not. The voice sighed. You know its not. This woman does not deserve this.

This woman does not deserve this.

The words rang in my head. She didn't. I was using her a a cheap replacement for the woman who I really loved; who was dead. I pulled myself away.

"We need to stop." I said.

"I don't want to!" Belle whimpered, and leaned in to kiss me once again.

She gripped me hard. I could break away, but I froze. I couldn't pull away, even thought I wanted to. She caught me full force, and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I heard her gasp in pain.

I knew what had happened. I had bitten her.