A/N- Just an idea that popped into my head. I am a huge fan of The Twilight Saga, and although I loved New Moon, the plotline was not my favorite of the series. So, I decided, what the heck? Why not write a fan fiction for New Moon? So here it is Chapter 1 of Trying To Save Our Future.


Chapter 1 Crisis Averted


I lay awake, dreading the day, at six A.M.. Anyone else would have happy to be in my position, ecstatic even. But not me. My life was perfect, right? I had the most perfect boyfriend the entire world; someone who loved the real me, the clumsy, awkward, me. And his family, they were my best friends. Never once, did I think that by coming here, to Forks, would I find a place I could truly fit in. And, to top it off, today was my eighteenth birthday.

Like I said, anyone would have been happy to have a life like mine. But my life wasn't perfect; not even close. It will be, one day. I'll make sure of it. For now, I'll have to deal with the sadistic vampire hell-bent on revenge against me and the love of my life, Edward. I'll have deal with the fact that I'm now officially eighteen, and Edward never will be. And, I'll have to live with the fact that he refuses to grant me immortality.

I slowly opened my eyes, and a freezing cold kiss on the cheek greated me. "Good morning, love. Sleep well?"

"Yes, I did, and good morning to you too."

"It is, now that you're awake."

"I love you."

"And I love you, so much, my Bella."

Just then, as if to ruin the moment, my stomach growled. "Breakfast time for the human?" he teased.

"Yes thank you."

I tried as hard as I could to leave the room gracefully, but, true to my clumsy nature, I tripped on the leg of my nightstand. I was about to collide with the wooden floor boards when two, granite arms appeared almost out of nowhere to steady me.

"What would I do without you?"

"I try not to think about it."

"Did Charlie already leave?"

"Yeah, a few minutes before you woke up, actually."

My dad, Charlie, was the chief of police in our little town. It wasn't strange for him to leave early and return late. Most days, it seemed like he lived at work. He'd leave at dawn, and return late at night. I guess today was just another one of those days. I was glad that he was at work. I never like to make a big deal out of my birthday, and I'm happy that he just let me be. It doesn't matter to me; this could be the best day of my life if I just sat around the house all day.

But knowing Edward, this would not be just a normal Saturday. Of course for me, normal consists of hanging out with vampires, but still. Edward always had to make a big deal out of my human experiences. Like last spring, when he dragged me to prom against my will. I didn't mind being with him all night, wrapped in his arms; I'm just not a fan of parties or other important social events.

It's not that I'm not friendly, or that I stick out, it's just that I don't like the attention. When people are watching me, I'm more likely to fall on my face, or say something stupid. I'm not loud, crazy, or out going, so I don't care what happens. I could be wearing the perfect outfit, be the most popular girl there, know how to dance, and still not have too much fun. I just hope that whatever he had planned won't be too insane.

"So what are we going to do today?" I asked innocently as we walked down the stairs.

"Nothing much. I thought we could spend the day at my house."

"Sounds great."

I walked into the kitchen and started rummaging through the pantry. I randomly picked up a box of Cheerio's, and set it on the counter next to the sink which was overflowing with dishes. Groaning, I searched the cabinet until I found the last clean bowl. "Gees, Dad. How come you don't know how to do the dishes?" I wondered.

"Would you like me to do the dishes, love?" Edward asked politely.

"No, that's alright. I'll clean up when I'm finished."

"I insist. It's your birthday, you shouldn't be doing chores."

"Okay." I gave up. He was right, it was my birthday, and frankly I found it weird that a grown man can't do his own dishes. I think Charlie needs a wakeup call.

Quickly, I poured the cereal. I left the remainder in the box, and slipped it into the pantry. Then I reached out to the handle on the refrigerator door. Before I had a chance to blink, there was milk in my bowl. With a quick glance at my grinning boyfriend, I sat down and began to eat.

"You know," I started "I am perfectly capable of making cereal."

"I know. I just don't think you should have to do any chores like making breakfast on your birthday, and you certainly won't be doing things like that while I'm around."

"You spoil me too much."

"What's wrong with wanting to take care of you?"

"Nothing's wrong with it exactly, I just don't like feeling like the helpless little human you have to take care of."

"You're not a helpless human. You are a beautiful girl whom I am in love with. Now, is there anything wrong with me wanting to take care of the woman I love?"

"No, I guess you're right. Thank you for doing the dishes."

"My pleasure."

With that, I ate the rest of my breakfast. I decided to just let Edward do what he wanted. I mean, there really is nothing wrong with him wanting to take care of me, after all. So, when I was done with my cereal, he picked up my bowl, and placed it in the sink. It only took him about thirty seconds to finish up. I guess he was tired of going so slow, so he started working at vampire speed.

"Are you ready to go, love?" He asked as he put the last of the dishes in the cabinet.

"Yes. Let's go."

Without thinking, I jumped onto his back. "You could wait until we get outside you know."

"I know. I just wanted a valid excuse to hug you close."

"You never need an excuse for that."

I mentally filed that one away for future use. "Good to know."

And then we were off. I have never gotten used to the speed. I felt like a bullet, slicing through the wind. I no longer felt motion sickness, or had the irrational fear of hitting a tree. Of course he would not let that happen. I felt completely safe with him. More than safe, I felt strong, and powerful; like I could do anything.

In no time at all, we were speeding down the long and twisted road to the Cullen mansion. By now I knew every turn, every tree we passed, and even the bumps in the road by heart. This place was a second home to me, it was no wonder I recognized the cracks in the pavement.

"We're here, love." Edward spoke up when we got to the front door.

"I know."

"Then why don't you get down?"

"I don't want to let go of you."

The moment was completely cut short when a high-pitched squealing sound came from inside the house. Suddenly there was a bright white blur headed straight towards us.

"Alice, slow down!" Edward screamed.

"Aww, I'm not going to run into her or anything."

"Edward, its fine. She wouldn't let that happen."

"Of course I wouldn't."

"Alright love, let's go inside."

The house was decorated with balloons and streamers. There was a huge cake in the middle of the living room that I was positive I that I wouldn't finish in a week. But strangely I loved every part of it.

The color scheme was a very beautiful royal purple. Everything was made or bought to match. There was a deep purple table cloth draped over Edward's piano, the sofa and chairs were decorated with purple throw pillows and blankets, the cake had purple icing, and the presents were wrapped in lavender paper.

"Come on Bella, you need to try some of your cake. It's been driving me nuts that I don't know what it tastes like."

"I can't believe I'm going to say this, but can I start with the gifts? I'm still full from breakfast."

"Fine," she grumbled, thrusting an envelope towards me. "Here open Esme and Carlisle's."

I was about to grab the envelope from her when she froze, and dropped it.

"Alice, what did you see?"

"No presents, not now. You guys have to trust me on this. Edward, Jazz, why don't you go for a run?"

"Alice, Darlin, what's going on?"

"Nothing. I just need to talk to the rest of the family alone for a minute."

"Alice?" Edward prompted.

"Edward, did you see what I saw?"

"No, I was a little preoccupied." He answered, while staring at me.

"Good. Now go. I'll let you know when to come back."

With that, she was quite literally, pushing them out the door. When she turned around, there was a look of horror plastered on her perfect face. As she met my eyes, hers became pleading, and apologetic. I had no idea what she had seen, but I knew that it couldn't be good.

"God, Bella, I'm so sorry." She whispered.

"What for, Alice? What did you see?

"I don't know how to say it."

"Try, Alice. We need to know." Carlisle spoke up.

"Well, this vision was different than what I normally get. It was like multiple flashes of different parts of the same story. The first was of right now. You got a paper cut from that envelope. Jazz, he couldn't take it; he attacked."

There were multiple gasps from around the room.

"No, Bella, that's not it. I'm positive that you were fine- more or less. The next thing I saw was, you and Edward, in the forest behind your house. He decided it wasn't safe; that if he was forced to protect you from his own brother, it was crossing a line, like he went too far, and convinced us all to leave, and never come back.

"You, you couldn't handle the separation. It was too much for you. You, you were becoming….. suicidal. You jumped off a cliff."

At the words, Esme gasped and whimpered. I remembered the story from that day Edward told me more about the Cullens. That was how Esme had tried to die, and almost succeeded- if it weren't for Carlisle.

"I'm sorry Esme. I shouldn't have said that."

"It's alright sweetie. That's what you saw. It wouldn't be right to leave out crucial information on my behalf."

"I guess, somehow Edward found out. He wanted you to be safe, and when he found out that you weren't….. how many times has he told you that he can't live in a world where you don't exist?"

"More times than I can count."

"Bella, he went to the Volturi, and asked for death."

"No," I cried softly. "That cannot happen! I won't let it."

"There's only one way I can think of that might work. You have to talk to him. When they come back everyone will go hunting. You need to convince him that leaving is wrong. I'll be downstairs, and when the time is right, I'll show him the vision. Bella you have to make this work."

"I'll try; but Alice, I'm scared. What if it doesn't work? If there's one thing I've learned about life, and love, since meeting all of you, it's that fate is unpredictable. Is there any possibility that that's what's supposed to happen? Because if it is, then we can't stop it."

"Bella, don't think like that! You are my best friend and sister! Edward is my brother, and I will not lose any part of my family."

"I think that goes for all of us." Rose interjected. Wait, Rosalie?

"Rose, I can't believe you just said that!"

"Well, I think I've just had an epiphany. You really and truly love my brother, and this family. I would never want anyone, especially my future sister to stand in the way of my love, so I won't stand in the way of yours."

"Thank you, Rose."

Alice whipped out a cell phone, and began speaking superhumanly fast.

"Alright they'll be here in a few moments. You guys should meet them outside and take Jazz with you to hunt. Be careful Bella. I'll be here, but I can't plant words in your head."

"Just being here is help enough."

"They're coming!" She squeaked.

Everyone in the house began to make their way outside gradually until I was left alone. Suddenly, my only companions were my thoughts, and I could tell that was dangerous. If I began to think, I would start thinking about the upcoming conversation that needed to happen, and there were just too many ways for it to end badly.


I ran to the house at top speed, eager to find out what was going on.

"Are you sure you didn't pick up any strange emotions, Jazz?"

"Well, for the tiniest second, as Alice was pushing us out the door, I detected fear, fear towards not just Bella, but you as well. That's the odd part. She seemed to be completely focused on the two of you. Like for a split second, no one else even mattered, not even the rest of the family."

"Thank you for telling me, Jasper. I just hope that we can prevent whatever it was that she saw from happening."

Within the next thirty seconds, we were standing in front of the mansion, staring at a procession of our family. Carlisle was the first and only to speak.

"Alright, well we're going to go hunting, you'd better come with us, Jasper."

"Alice, darling, what's going on?"

"We'll let you know everything once we're out of range." He answered.

"What are you hiding from me, Alice?" She was in the middle of singing random Christmas songs in her head.

"You'll find out in a minute." Alice pushed me through the door.

"Bella?" I called out, as I stepped into the front room.

"In the living room," came the reply.

I was standing next to her within seconds.

"So the whole family went hunting, well, except for Alice," he tacked on, "which means we have the house to ourselves; I'm sure I could get her to leave. What would you like to do?"

"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something, something extremely important." She stated worriedly.

"What is it?"

"It's about Alice's vision."

"I finally get to find out what all the fuss is about?" I was trying to be calm, but it just wasn't happening. In my mind, I was running over the possibilities. Was it Victoria, is that what she saw?

"Yes, but you have to promise me something first."

"Anything, love."

"Do you love me?"

"Yes, of course I do." I answered sincerely.

"Do you want to be with me?"

"Bella, what are you talking about?"

"Just answer the question." She ordered.


"Promise me that we will always be together."

"I promise. How could I not? I love you more than anything. Now can you please tell me what's going on?"

"I, I don't know how to explain it. It's too heart breaking." Okay, now I was worried.

"What is it? You know that you can tell me anything." I pleaded.

"In Alice's vision, she saw many things, not just one moment. But it all happened because of one stupid mistake. In the vision, I got a paper cut on that envelope, and Jasper, sort of, lost it for a second. Then you, you left me."

"I what?" I asked in a disbelieving tone.

"You thought that it was time to separate me from your world. That if your own brother would attack me, that was it. You crossed a line or something, so you left, and took everyone with you."

"Oh my God Bella, I- "

"I'm not finished. After that, I, I lost it. I became suicidal. I can't and I won't live without you. And that's just what Alice saw; the end of both of us. Somehow, I'm not sure exactly, you found out, and had the same notion as me. You, you went to Italy and the Volturi d-d-destroyed you."

"Oh, Bella!" I can't believe I would do something like that. It wasn't so much my life that had me worried, but hers. I would never leave her defenseless.

"How could you even think of that? All the pain it would put us through; not to mention the rest of the family. I can't imagine what it was like for Alice. I was ready to burst into tears, and I didn't even see it. I'm glad I didn't though. She saw everything, from me never coming back up, out of the water, to you, your final seconds on earth." I quickly added. "I'm sorry to do this, but I have to."

"Bella, what are you talking about?"

"Alice?" she called.

Suddenly, there were many images flying through my mind. They all seemed to match what Bella told me, so of course I knew what was happening. Alice was showing me the vision.

"I will not let that happen. I love you way too much to stay away from you." I said sincerely.

"I love you too. More than I can even comprehend."

"Should we call the rest of the family back now? It is your birthday, and you still haven't eaten any cake."

"Alright, call them back, we can hang out and I'll eat my cake."

"Already on it!" answered a high little voice from up stairs.

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. We spent our time hanging out with each other, talking, and laughing. Even Rosalie seemed to be having a good time. I think it was because even though she doesn't like Bella much, she realized that she doesn't want her dead. Her thoughts were riddled with apologies she seemed to want me to hear. Also, she realized that Bella does fit in with this family, she is best friends with her sister, and a lover to her brother. It seemed that at the end of the day, Bella and Rosalie were actually warming up to each other.

By about five o'clock, I decided to take Bella back to Charlie's. It had been a long, hard day full of craziness, and I knew for a fact, that Bella would want a break from being the center of attention.

The ride home was quiet. In my mind, and probably hers too, there was nothing to say. It seemed we'd said it all. I'm immensely grateful for that fact. I don't even want to think about what would happen if we hadn't talked. But I didn't need to think about it to know what would have happened; I would have forced the whole family to move away from my Bella, resulting in both of our deaths. I shuddered at the thought.

"What's the matter?" Bella wondered.

"Nothing's wrong, love. I was just thinking."

"About," she prompted.

"Just, today, and," I paused "Alice's vision."

"That will never happen, Edward. I'll make sure of it."

"Come on, you'd better go inside before Charlie gets home. I'll be back later, once he's gone to bed."

"Oh, alright. I'll miss you." She bent down to give me a short, but passionate kiss. "I love you." She told me as she closed the door of my Volvo. I watched her as she walked into the house. Once I heard the door click shut, I headed back to my house to go for a quick hunt, as I often did prior to spending the night with Bella.


It was almost too hard to get out of the car. I didn't want to, not at all. Now that I was standing in my living room, I wish that I didn't. I miss him already, and he probably hasn't even gotten to the end of my street, yet.

I decided to start on dinner. It wasn't very late, but I needed to get my mind off of the day. Charlie was supposed to be home soon, so I began to gather the ingredients for homemade cheese burgers. It didn't take too long, so I was a little mad to find that once the patties were on the stove, I had nothing to do.

As I was setting the food on the table, Charlie walked into the kitchen. I guess I was paying too much attention on cooking, and a visit from a very important guest later tonight, to notice or pay any attention to the time. Oh well, at least time seemed to pass faster when I was thinking about something.

"Hey, Bells. How was your birthday?"

"I can honestly say, that it was one of the best birthdays I've ever had."

"And why is that? What did you do today, anyway?" as if he didn't already know.

"I just hung out at the Cullen's place."

"Oh. Of course you did."

"So how was your day, Dad?"

"It was alright, I guess. Pretty slow though."

"It's always slow around here."

He nodded after taking a bite of his cheese burger. For all he knew, I was right. To the average human, Forks was just a small town with not much to do. But to someone like me, someone who knew about the dark and dangerous parts of this world, that statement was anything but.

Once I was finished with my food, I headed over to the sink to do the dishes. I hadn't even turned on the water, when Charlie stopped me.

"It's alright Bella; I'll do the dishes tonight. You do all the chores in my house, and it's time you take a break. Not to mention it's your birthday- no chores on your birthday."

"Thanks dad," I said as walked up the stairs. I usually don't like it when people try to take care of me, but tonight I was glad. I wanted; no I needed to be with Edward right now. Today made me realize something; every one of the Cullens knew what I wanted and seemed to want it too, well, maybe not Rosalie. But, what if I didn't get what I wanted? Anything, it seemed, even something as simple as paper cut, could make my dream of being with Edward end. I had to make sure that did not happen.

I was at my door now, so I abruptly stopped thinking about anything on the subject. I knew that Edward could not read my mind, and that it seemed kind of silly, but I wanted to make sure that he didn't know what was going through my mind. He always told me that my facial expressions were extremely easy to read, and if he knew I was thinking of something important, he would surely ask.

He was sitting on my bed, looking as still as a statue. His eyes were open, and his golden irises showing. But the look on his face hinted that he wasn't looking at anything. He must have been thinking about something, something just as important as what I was just thinking about.

"Edward?" he instantly snapped out of his thoughts.

"Bella, love I didn't notice you come in."

"You didn't notice me?" That's a new one.

"No. I was thinking about something rather important."

"Today made me realize that I truly cannot live without you. I know what you want, and I'm prepared to give it to you." Oh my god! This is actually happening! "On one condition," He put his hand in the pocket of his blazer, and brought back a small box. "Isabella Swan, I promise to love you every moment of forever. Would you do me the extraordinary honor of marring me?"