Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Basically I've picked up where Stephenie left off with the partial draft of Midnight Sun she posted on the website - so this is the end half of chapter 12, Twilight, from Edward's point of view. (Starts just before the meadow scene).

I tapped lightly on Bella's front door and listened to her approaching footsteps. She pulled the door open eagerly and her eyes raked over me before settling on my own eyes. I chuckled as I processed what she was wearing: jeans, white shirt and beige sweater - the same as me.

"What's wrong?" She asked, her brow furrowed as she glanced down at herself.

"We match," I pointed out. She laughed with me, but there was a tightness to her eyes that I could not understand. I walked to toward the battered Chevy and turned to face her with my best martyr expression. She giggled.

"We made a deal," she reminded me smugly as she unlocked the doors.

"Pull over here," I instructed as we reached the hard shoulder at the fringe of the woods. I stepped out of the car and waited for Bella to appear at my side. She balked as she realised we would be hiking.

"I won't let you get lost," I smiled teasingly. I gestured for her to follow me as I lead the way. She trailed behind me reluctantly, knowing all too well how dangerous she was to herself on her own to feet on level ground, let alone on ground like this. I gently placed my hand under her elbow to lift her over obstructions and tried hard to set a pace she could keep up with.

Hours later, we reached the meadow. As Alice had predicted, it was bathed in sunshine. I watched as Bella stepped out of the shade and took in her surroundings with a look of awe on her face. I stayed exactly where I was. She beckoned to me and took a step back toward me, but I held up a hand to caution her. She did not come any closer. My mind was running in a thousand different directions as I attempted to make this decision. There was no doubt that Bella wanted to see me like this, but then she had no idea exactly what "like this" was. The image of me in the sunlight might just be enough to do what everything else about me had failed to do: scare her away. Though I knew this would be best for her, there was a large part of me that did not want that. There was an even larger part of me that knew I could not contemplate life if Bella did not want anything to do with me, if she were terrified of me. As any normal person would be. But of course, Bella was no ordinary person. That's why she was still here with me now. That's why I had to show her this, show her me.

I stripped off my jumper, took a deep breath and stepped out into the sunlight.