A/N: Silly title, I know. Anyway, keep in mind that this chapter is when Bella's six. The final adoption papers haven't been signed yet so she's just temporarily staying with the Cullens. This is one of her first nights there.

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Bella's POV

I shifted again in my new bed. I couldn't sleep at all. Esme had read me Cinderella and she had tucked me in, turned on my nightlight and left the room with a goodnight. Rose and Alice had come in to say goodnight, too. Jazz and Em just yelled it from the living room.

I sighed as I stared up at the dark ceiling. Mommy used to say that if I had trouble sleeping, I should count sheep.

I closed my eyes and pictured sheep and a small white gate. "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep," I whispered.

Was it just me or did I hear laughter from outside the door?

I threw my hands up in the air in frustration, my eyes snapping open. "Sheep!" I scoffed. Throwing the blanket from my feet, I wriggled off the bed.

Being me, I tripped on the edge of a blanket and fell to the floor. Before I even had the chance to register what was going on, the door was swung open. I felt myself being lifted off the ground.

I looked up and saw Edward's golden eyes looking concernedly at me. I blushed and gave him a little wave. "Hello," I said softly.

Edward's lips pulled up into a little smile. "Are you alright?" he asked me, worried.

I nodded my head. Maybe he didn't know I fell down a lot.

Mommy said that I should take dance lessons so that I could learn to be more graceful. I didn't think it would help. I was clumsy because daddy was clumsy. He said it was in my jeans…I didn't know why, though.

Edward sat down at the edge of my bed and sat me down on his lap. He poked and prodded at my ankles and legs until he was sure that I wasn't hurt. He even checked my forehead. I giggled at his cold touch.

Finally, when he was knew I really wasn't hurt, he smiled. I grinned back goofily. "What are you doing out of bed, Bella?" he asked, his voice stern. I wasn't scared, though, because he was still smiling.

I shrugged. "I couldn't sleep," I stated simply.

Edward frowned, and ran a hand through my hair. I played with the cuffs of his long-sleeved shirt, not paying attention to whatever he was thinking.

He bit his lip and asked, "Would you like something? A drink, maybe? Milk?"

I shook my head, and laid my head on his chest, continuing to play with his shirt. "Well…What would you like, then?" he asked hesitantly.

I shrugged, not really knowing the answer. "I don't know," I answered truthfully. "Whenever I can't sleep, mommy plays me music."

Edward smiled brightly and stood up, carrying me with him. I gasped at the sudden shift and wrapped my arms around his neck tightly, afraid I would fall.

He laughed, his shoulders shaking as he led me out of the room. "Silly Bella," he said. "Would I really let you fall?"

I smiled sheepishly at him but my grip didn't soften.

He brought me to his room, and laid me down on the black couch. He went to his CDs and took out one. He placed it in his stereo.

A soft, beautiful tune started to flow through the speakers. I smiled. My mommy listened to classical music sometimes. I knew this song! Edward had played it on the stereo when I first got here, too!

I snuggled into the couch, and felt something soft being placed on me. I listened to the soft tune and drifted off peacefully.

I didn't know how long I kept sleeping but some time later, I rolled over uncomfortably. The song wasn't playing anymore, and the surface I was sleeping on felt weird.

My eyes flew open and I shot up. I couldn't see anything in the dark so I started to cry. Immediately, someone came in through the door. I could only see the outline of this person, so I became even more scared. I started to cry harder.

The lights flicked on, hurting my eyes. I shut them tightly, the sobs still escaping my lips. I felt someone lift me up into their embrace, and cracked open my eyes slightly to see Esme holding me close. I wrapped my arms around her neck, my fingers closing in on her caramel hair.

"W-where's E-Edward?" I stuttered through my sobs.

Esme smiled gently, brushing my hair away from my face. "He's out for a little while, dear," she said softly.

She started asking if I wanted anything to drink so that I could go back to sleep. But I was wide awake. I didn't want anything except Edward. I wanted to be back in his room, on his couch, listening to that same music, while he watched over me.

I stopped sobbing after a while, though my tears continued running down my cheeks. I was so embarrassed! I couldn't stop crying even though I tried really hard…I didn't know what to do.

Emmett came inside my room after a while, looking frantic. He started taking out all my toys and asking me which I wanted to play. I just looked at him with blurry eyes and shook my head. If I opened my head to talk, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from sobbing.

Where was Edward? Where did he go? Why did he leave? It was so strange that I wanted to be around him all the time. But I felt so scared without him. The nightmares would come back.

Finally, I heard Edward dashing up the stairs. He came into the room and took me from Esme's embrace. I clutched at him, my hands making small fists as I buried my face in his neck, crying quietly.

I had been so terrified of my nightmare. I was reliving the whole accident. It had felt so bad when I was there. I could hear my parents screaming…

And then there was Edward. I had thought that he was just a dream. I had to make sure.

He shushed me, carrying me back to his room. I heard the soft music I had gotten familiar with coming from the stereo. Edward was still carrying me as he sat down on the couch. He moved to pry me off his shirt, to lay me down, but I held on tighter.

He made my nightmares go away. I didn't want him to leave me. I looked up at him shyly. "Are you gonna go away?" I asked him sadly.

Edward shook his head. I could see the honesty in his eyes. "No, Bella. I won't. I'm sorry I left… I had to take care of something. I won't leave your side. I promise," he said seriously. He leaned down and kissed my forehead gently.

I blushed and smiled at him. "'kay," I said happily. "Night, Edward." I yawned, my eyes drifting shut as Edward replied.

"Goodnight, sweet Bella."


This was really short, but I had to write it. Coming up, I have the birds and the bees where Bella asks Emmett where babies come from, the weeping willow story and the first time Bella goes to watch a baseball game, Cullen style.

I hoped you enjoy it, and I won't take too long for the next chapter. It's already in the works. Thanks for reading. Please review.

Thank you.