SUMMARY: This story is just an idea I had and I wanted to immediately start writing. It's basically going to be about all of Bella's nights with Edward - since he is always there with her, might as well take advantage of it. I wanted to show the different aspects - the funny moments, sweet moments, and dark and powerful moments. Just basically, I wanted to show some moments of how Edward and Bella spend their nights together, while she is still human.

Each chapter takes place around different time periods; for example, some dreams and nightmares that she has, I don't really have a specific moment. Before they were married, obviously. And then there are going to be some chapters where they are engaged, and others where they're married. I'll place the time period before each chapter, when necessary.

Enjoy, and please review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, or any of its characters. That right belongs with Stephenie Meyer only.


Chapter 1 – Dreaming about Newton

I slipped on the sheet of ice, which was to be expected, but a startled shriek rose out of my throat instantly. But before I could make contact with the hard ice on the ground, I fell backwards into a pair of sturdy arms.

I heard him laugh. "You okay there, Bella?"

I straightened up and let out a sigh of relief. "Mike! Thanks for catching me."

"No problem," he smiled at me warmly, but I noticed his arms were still around me. "I had a feeling I might need to walk behind you today."

I smiled uncomfortably, and ducked out of his grasp. "Thanks."

"So Edward's hiking today?" Mike asked conversationally as we made our way into the building. "Even with all the snow?"

"Yeah, nothing stops him," I replied blandly. I glared at the shining sun, mostly wishing it would go away so that Edward could return, but also hoping that it would melt all the snow and ice on the ground.

Mike laughed. "So you want to do something tonight?"

I turned to give him a pointed glance; his hopeful tone almost made me want to laugh in his face. "I can't."

"Why not?" Mike's brows furrowed together in confusion. "I thought you just said Edward was off hiking."

"He is," I said irritably, "but I don't think he'll exactly like the idea."

"He doesn't have to know," Mike raised his eyebrows mischievously at me.

I wanted to swat him across the face. "See you later, Mike." Grateful that my classroom had approached, I turned to enter, desperate to get away from Mike.

But hard arms grabbed me from behind and refused to allow me to walk another step. I was turned around harshly to be facing Mike again. He was wearing such a ferocious and vicious expression that the angry comment that was about to make its way out of me got stuck in my throat and I was scared.

Almost terrified. It was a side of Mike I had never seen before. Frantically, I glanced around the hallway but nobody seemed to be there. Scream, Bella, scream. But nothing could make its way out of my throat.

"You're mine, Bella," Mike's voice lowered into a menacing tone, and his arms gripped even tighter around me. "And I won't take no for an answer."

I squeezed my eyes shut as he brought me closer together, his hands digging into my sides painfully.

"Edward!" I screamed again and again, but nobody appeared. It was like one of those dramatic movies; I felt as I was in slow motion, being crushed to Mike's body.


"Bella! Bella, shh, I'm right here!"

My eyes snapped open to the darkness, and I let out a huge sigh of relief as I processed where I was.

I immediately twisted around to bury my face into Edward's chest, relishing into the sweet smell that was emanating off him.

His arms wound tightly around me. "What's the matter?" he murmured; his voice had calmed down a bit. "Are you alright?"

"I think so," I shuddered, as I replayed the hideous dream in my mind.

There was a moment of silence, and then he pulled me a bit away from him so he could look at me carefully. "Why were you calling for me?"

I looked back into his serious gaze, and I didn't know how to respond at first. "I – I had a nightmare. I was calling you in the dream," I admitted sheepishly.

He frowned. "Another nightmare? What was it about this time?"

I couldn't resist smiling a bit. "Not my average nightmare."

His perfect brows furrowed a bit. "What do you mean?"

I shook my head. "It's nothing, Edward. It was stupid."

"Are you sure you don't want to tell me about it?" I knew him well enough to recognize the faint curiosity burning but he wanted me to have the choice to confide in him, being the gentleman he always was. I would've told him about the dream if it didn't involve Mike; I wasn't exactly sure I wanted to catch his reaction on that one.

"No," I replied. "It was just something stupid."

His eyes tightened just a bit. "I couldn't help overhearing someone else's name other than mine."

My breath caught in my throat. Oh crap, he had heard. I sighed in defeat, knowing I had no choice but to tell him now. "I don't know why I was dreaming about him."

My eyes had adjusted to the darkness enough to catch the underlying powerfulness of his eyes a bit. "I shouldn't have left today. Did he hurt you at school?"

I sighed in frustration. "Don't be ridiculous. I didn't even talk to him much today. But you're right, I guess that's where my dream came from."

"What was the dream about?" he clearly wasn't going to let this go.

I caught the jealousy in his eyes and voice, and I couldn't resist smiling. I snuggled closer into him, hiding my face into his chest. His arms automatically tightened around me.

"I slipped on my way to school and Mike caught me," I merely responded.

His teeth came together in an audible snap.

"It was a dream, Edward."

"You didn't really slip today at school?"

"No. Well, I probably did, but Mike wasn't there to catch me."

He didn't reply for a few moments, and I wondered what conclusion he was drawing in his mind. No doubt envisioning causing some sort of torture to Mike. The thought made me smile with a bit of humor.

"What are you thinking about?" I giggled.

"What's so funny?" he asked me.

"Just using the question in reverse," I explained. "So, tell me."

"I could quite literally throttle Mike for appearing in your dream," he admitted, and I giggled slightly in response. "What happened next in the dream?"

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"No. But tell me anyway."

I sighed. "Then, he just asked me to hang out."

The fingers of his right hand reached up and tangled possessively in my hair. "And then?"

I hesitated, pretty positive that I shouldn't tell him the rest of what had happened. He was already planning on throttling Mike just for appearing in my dream, and he didn't even know the rest.

"What?" he pressed.

"Nothing," I said firmly. "Then, nothing happened."

I heard a bit of a growl forming in the base of his stomach, and I tightened my fingers in his hair, feeling comforted by the watchfulness of him at night. "You're lying to me."

I frowned into his shoulder. "No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are. What happened next?"

I sighed in frustration, giving up. "Edward. Then, I just refused and I turned to go into class, but he grabbed me before he could. Then he hugged me." I left out the darker details of it.

I heard him snarl quietly.

"A dream, Edward."

He pulled me back again, and there was almost a ferociousness in his expression that immediately reminded me of Mike's expression in the nightmare. But this was obviously different; this was not harmful in any way, but I recognized the lustful look in his eyes that he would try to hide from me.

He crushed my lips gently to his, and his began moving with mine in perfect synchronization.

His lips seemed colder than usual in the night, but I welcomed it, my hands locking into his hair. I took advantage of his current state, eagerly pressing myself closer to him, shivering with delight through the covers.

I kicked my legs free of the annoying covers and wrapped one leg around his waist.

In response, his hands began to loosen out of my hair and the second our lips were free from each other, I heard him sigh.

"No, wait," I protested, not loosening my grip on him one bit.

His face was still very close to mine, and he chuckled, his cool, sweet breath washing over my face. "I'm sorry, Bella. We have school tomorrow; you better get back to sleep."

"Like I can sleep now," I rolled my eyes.

He chuckled again. "Try." He pressed his cool, comforting lips to my forehead once and then pushed me gently back onto the pillow. His fingers brushed a few stray stands off of my forehead, and he let his fingers linger there before stroking my hair for a few seconds. "Do you want me to sing to you?"

I snuggled closer into him again. "I think I need it," I admitted.

My familiar lullaby started up, and I closed my eyes in response, helping the sleep overtake me.


A/N: This was just a story that I wanted to play around with. This is only one chapter of the story; it'll have its funny moments, its sweet moments, and its dark and powerful moments. I always liked the idea of Edward staying with Bella throughout the night and how concerned and upset he gets whenever she has a nightmare.

Besides Bella dreaming about Mike, I thought I could have one with Jacob, set during the time of Eclispe, maybe a dream with Edward, like the one she had in Breaking Dawn ;) and maybe some other ideas.

It's not going to be all about Bella having nightmares and dreams - maybe Edward and Bella will get to fooling around a bit at night (wink wink), but I love the characters to remain always in character.

If you have any ideas, please leave a review about it or PM me! Thanks for reading, and remember to review :)