Title: Only Human (27/27)

Author: Amethyst Jackson
Rating: M/NC-17
Category: Drama, Angst, Romance
Pairing: Edward/Bella
Summary: A wish sends Bella back in time to Chicago, 1918, and to a human Edward.
Disclaimer: All this genius belongs to Stephanie Meyer. I'm just having a little fun.


"What has you smiling like that?" Edward asked as I came out of the bathroom in our new home in northern Canada. We'd moved just two days ago and were still settling in. Charlie and Renee thought we'd left for college. I'd had to say my goodbyes to them already.

"You look relieved, almost," Edward went on.

"My period started," I told him, blushing. Menstruation was a topic we tended to avoid – it was uncomfortable on so many levels.

Edward raised an eyebrow. "You never seemed to consider it cause for celebration before."

I twisted my hands, feeling awkward. "It, uh…it means I'm not pregnant."

Comprehension flashed across his face before his expression turned unreadable. "Oh. I see."

I stood there fidgeting in the doorway, looking at him sitting on our bed. "Are you sad?" I finally asked. I was afraid this would be a disappointment to him.

"Sad that you're not pregnant? No, I have to say I'm relieved as well. I can't imagine two vampires trying to raise a human child. But I suppose I am sad for what I can never give you."

I forced myself to move, closing the distance between us. "You know all I need to be happy is you."

He smiled, reaching out to cup my cheek in his hand. "I can't imagine how that could possibly be so, but I'll take your word for it."

"Silly vampire," I sighed. "Don't you know you're all I ever wanted and more?"

He offered me a crooked grin. "Keep saying it. I'm sure it will get through my head one day."

"Are you positively sure you're ready?"

"Edward," I whined.

He held his arms up in surrender. "I just don't want you to have any regrets," he explained patiently.

"I'm completely certain," I promised. "Please, Edward. Waiting is just making me anxious."

"Very well," he nodded before stretching out beside me on the bed. "Carlisle will be listening outside, just in case – "

"I'm not worried," I interrupted, reaching out to touch his face one last time before my world was changed forever. "I love you."

He kissed me softly, and I couldn't help but relax completely. "My brave little Bella. I'm glad I get to keep you."

His lips pressed to mine again before they moved to hover over my throat. My heart pounded harder as he placed a gentle kiss to my neck, sanctifying the act, and then his teeth broke through my skin.

The pain ebbed away slowly, lingering in my bones for what seemed like forever. When all the aches were gone, all that was left was a strange emptiness. It took me a few moments to realize I wasn't breathing, and I struggled to make my lungs work. I felt like I'd forgotten how to live since the pain had begun.

After that much was accomplished, I tried to remember who I was. That task was more difficult. It finally came to me. Bella Swan. But that wasn't quite right, either…it had changed before…before…

And then a voice called to me, a voice so beautiful I would have crawled through hell just to hear it speak my name.

"Bella…Bella, come back to me now…"

For that voice, I forced my eyes open. And then I saw the face that went along with it, the kind of face I would have launched a thousand ships for. He smiled, and everything fell into place.

I knew this man hovering over me. He was Edward Cullen, and I loved him. That was why I was no longer Bella Swan…I was Bella Cullen now, and he had promised me forever.

And now forever had arrived.

"Edward," I breathed.

He surprised me by lifting me up into his arms, clutching me to him.

"You had me worried. I thought you would never come around."

"I couldn't remember how to breathe," I explained apologetically, burrowing into his embrace. He didn't feel cold to me anymore, or hard, but it was a pleasant change to feel warm lips grazing my temple.

He chuckled. "I'm glad you figured it out."

I pulled back to look at him again, to study the face that I realized I'd never really known before. My human eyes hadn't been powerful enough to take in his extraordinary beauty. He was studying me, too.

"Do I look very different?" I asked hopefully. I didn't imagine there would be some radical transformation – there was no way I could ever be as beautiful as Rosalie or Alice or Esme – but I'd hoped to at least look worthy to stand at Edward's side. Seeing him now, I doubted that would be the case.

"No," he shook his head. "No, you look like my beautiful Bella. Come look," he said, tugging me up from the bed. I went with him to the long dressing mirror on the closet door and found he was right. I hadn't really changed – the same features were there in front of me. Just a little more angular, a little bit enhanced.

"You look lovelier than ever," he told me, brushing the hair away from my neck to plant a kiss there. I watched him, enthralled at the image of his lips on my skin, and shocked by the feelings coursing through me – it had never been like this when I was human.

I wondered if the others were home, and then I realized I should be able to hear them now if they were.

"Are we alone?" I asked him, just in case.

"Yes, the others thought we might want some privacy. They're not far, though, if you –"

I whirled around and cut him off by crushing my mouth to his. We both moaned as the kiss deepened and I pushed him back toward the bed.

"They better not come back for a few days," I said against his lips.

His laugh was short-lived as I shoved him onto the mattress.

The End

A/N: Yes, that is THE end. No sequel, I'm sorry. The story is told, and now it's time to move along to a new one.

That said, thank you all for reading and reviewing and being supportive (and impatient). It means more to me than you'll ever know.

I'll be starting a new story very soon, as soon as I finish the first chapter, I suppose. It will be called Bonne Foi, and it goes a bit like this: Edward was changed in 1918 and abandoned by his sire. Since, he has fed off human blood, and has every intention to remain doing so – until one night with one frail human girl changes everything. This will be a darker story, and there will be a lot of sexual situations. Just to forewarn you.

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