So, i tried to write firefly fan fic--nothing in me. I updated twilight fic--not much response. But, after watching and watching new moon dvd i remembered everything i love about Edward and Bella. New moon is hard to watch for ed/bella fans, Eddie leaves, and comes up so rarely throughout the course of the novel, suddenly and monumentally returning in the end with the climax of the book. So, here's my attempt to switch a couple of things around. New Moon Remixed. What if Jake was with Bella and he left her? And then Edward, the best friend, could become something more as he comforts her??

Disclaimer: I don't own twilight, or any of the characters, i just own my smiles when reading the books :)

A Changed Moon

Chapter One: Beauty in the Breakdown

"I'm leaving," he said in a blunt voice. It cut deeply in my skin like fire, and like ice all in one. But, I was not ready to let him go, not just like that.

I shook my head. "I'm coming with you." I was being crushed, smashed against a car. Any minute tears could potentially come down my cheeks. I had to be dreaming this.

His black eyes gazed into my intensely. It was as if he was studying me, examining me, finding everything that could possibly be wrong with me…in that one second where his eyes met mine. "You can't come with me."

I almost smiled, thinking that this was all a big joke.

"Why not?" I asked anxiously.

He took a deep breath, letting his lungs fill up with oxygen, and, doing so, removing all of my air. He did not look at me, but through me, almost past me. As if I was not even there anymore.

"You're not good for me Bella," he said quietly.

I scoffed. "If this is about the scar—"

He interrupted me. "It could have been worse, much worse, if I couldn't regain control of…" His voice drifted off and he shook his head. "But, that is besides the point Bella."

Instead of getting angrier and angrier with him, I felt my heart grow heavier and heavier as if there was nothing to stop me from falling under its burden. Though, at that moment, I would have welcomed such an escape from the earth, from everything.

"What are you trying to say?" I asked.

He was silent, though now, his eyes tried to gaze into mine. But, I could not meet his look. There was so much ferocity behind it…and none of the pain that was clearly showing in mine. Why was he not sad to leave me? Why did he seem to want to be rid of me?

And then I knew, with all clarity and all bitterness.

"You…don't want me?" I asked nearly trembling.

"I don't want you Bella," he answered. "This is the last time you'll ever see me. It is better this way."

My eyes were fixed at the forest floor. If they rose any higher to look at him, to see his beautiful face, I knew that tears were sure to come. They would come in floods beyond floods.

I felt his lips kiss my forehead and then pull away from me.

"Just try to stay safe," he said sounding so far away from me. "If you will do me that one request Bells."

I heard his footsteps become faster and faster, and then very distant. When he left the clearing I looked up, horrified at the emptiness that was suddenly consuming my heart. I followed my instincts, and attempted to run after my supernatural love.

"Jake!" I screamed hoarsely through the tears streaming down my cheeks. "Jake, wait!"

While running I tripped over a root. Instead of getting up, and continuing the search, I remained on the forest floor. I curled myself up into a little ball, blocking out everything from the entire universe except for the pain. Perhaps if I could just lie here, and chase the entire world away, I would not feel so broken.

I closed my eyes, and wished desperately that something, that anything, would come and eat me. A bear, a wolf…and at that mentioning of a wolf more tears feel from my cheeks, wetting the earth with further sadness. My wolf had left me, had let me go, and did not want me.

He didn't want me.

I felt the day's end nearing, as the forest took on a colder air. The noises changed and different birds and beasts echoed all around me.

Maybe I would die right here, on this heartless piece of land.

I felt myself drifting into another world, a world of rest, of sleep. Of nothingness.

Suddenly I felt that I was being picked up, away from my restful tome, by very cold arms. Arms that made me shiver, despite my sleepy state. And the shiver awoke my blood again to continue its course throughout my veins. It reminded me to breathe again, to take in oxygen again. To feel the pain again.

As if in a dream, I looked up briefly at the owner of the cold arms. In the darkness I could not see his face, but I saw a flicker of his eyes. They were a beautiful golden hazel color. There was some warmth in them, despite the lack of heat in his arms.

I closed my eyes again and let myself be drifted…

Night brings forth certain instincts in a vampire. It does not do well to hunt during the day, where anything, and anyone can be lurking through the forest. Hunters, or people could be in the forest during the day…it is not ideal to mix the smell of their blood with the blood of the animals.

On that night Emmettt and I decided to hunt deer. We had heard that there was an overpopulation problem of the creatures, and we kindly lent our services to maintaining a healthy balance in the forest.

It was dusk when we stepped into the heart of the forest and closed our eyes.

We both let our nostrils control our brains for about five minutes. In those minutes we sensed all the different creatures and beings within the near radius. After the given amount of time we both opened our eyes and looked at each other.

"Anything?" I asked.

Emmettt shook his head. "Nothing remarkable, we should get a little deeper into the forest."

We walked a little further, and that was when I picked up this sent. I could not describe it, but it was so mouthwatering, so breathtaking. I could not stop myself from smelling it, it made me feel light and dizzy, something vampires do not normally feel. It was beautiful.

And I recognized it almost immediately.

First, it was human blood.

Second, it was a specific human's blood—Bella Swan.

I knew her from school, and we were almost friends with each other. But, last year, I told her that we could not be friends anymore. It was too dangerous for us to be friends, let alone talk to each other. But, she had agreed. She smiled at me when we met in the hallways; we talked about simple things in class. And…I loved her.

Not that I was sure I loved her, because I barely knew her, and because you cannot call good smell love.

I was sure that I loved the way her cheeks turned red when she was nervous. I was sure that I loved the way she bit her lower lip when she was thinking. And I was sure that those feelings I felt, whatever they were, should never exist.

Yet now, in the darkness, I felt her intoxicated scent.

Emmett smiled and gave my shoulder a light punch. "You wanna take that one bro?"

I rolled my eyes. I knew what he was thinking.

It would be my forlorn brother, able to have any vampire girl he wanted, who falls for the weak little human.

I shrugged. "She's not weak."

Emmett rolled his eyes. "You know, sometimes, just sometimes, a man needs his own thoughts and privacy."

"Not when you live with vampires," I answered with a laugh.

Emmett gave a sniff. "Smell that?"

I nodded. I was beginning to pick up this god awful smell in my nose. It was putrid, rank, and just disgusting. It was like dog, and saliva, and wet.

"You know that smell," said Emmett.

I shook my head. "I know what you're thinking, and no. No way. Alice would have known."

Emmett shrugged. He pointed to one direction of the forest. "I'm going to head that way, see what I can smell without you hearing my every thought. I don't want you to get the best blood first."

I laughed. But then my expression turned serious as I read Emmett's thoughts.

You should deal with it brother, I won't interfere.

Emmett started to leave the clearing so I quickly said, "Thanks."

"Too corny to say it aloud," I heard him say until he disappeared completely into the forest.

I followed the two smells with closed eyes. They were conflicting in my mind, Bella's beautiful scent, and this other, horrid stink. Emmett was right, I could have identified it, as he presumed to do. But, I was not willing to believe that Bella was going out with something like that…

There was no way she would…

As I got closer to the source of the smells, the rancid one suddenly dispersed, leaving Bella's and releasing my ever sensitive nose.

I approached a clearing in the forest, the trees seemed to bend together to provide a gap in the forest. In this gap, where sky made contact with the middle of the forest, I spied a shivering girl, lying on the ground. She was curled up in a ball, and as I grew closer, I saw that her eyes were closed.

Bella was truly beautiful like that. And her smell…God did I let it fill my entire body and soul. It would be so easy, so easy to just let the blood flow and take my full. She would never know, and never awaken. But, I shook my head, just as the thought so easily entered my brain, so easily too did I let it slip away into nothingness.

She was far from home, from her father, from anything she remotely knew and loved. There were traces, light traces, of another smell on her skin. I shook them off from my mind. Now, there was just Bella lying before me. And, if she remained like this, here, for the entire night, she might not live till morning. She might never be found.

Without any protest from the responsible part of my mind, I put her gently into my arms. She was practically no weight in my arms, and so easy to be broken. As I walked I looked at her sleeping face, and thought, perhaps, she had been broken by something else.

I noticed that her jeans were ripped at the knee, and there was a little blood on them. I looked away from the blood, from Bella's sleeping face, to the forest in front of me. I would spill no blood tonight, and for me, there would be no hunt. I thought of my father's strength, and forced myself to relax.

To my surprise I felt Bella nestle closer to my chest for…warmth?

I was not a warm being at all, almost heartless, and relying on the blood of animals, but…yet…she found warmth in my cold arms.

I let myself smile a little. Just a little.

I soon left the forest carrying Bella all the way. Outside of the forest, I saw a group of men, led by Chief Swan, searching the entrance for any sign of Bella. Charlie's eyes widened when he saw me approach with his daughter in my arms.

His first thought was, Bella! You're safe, followed closely by, what is the Cullen boy doing with her?

I quickly explained myself. "Chief Swan, I was taking a walk through the forest, when I heard someone trip and yelp in pain. I found Bella like this, sir." I carefully handed Bella to Charlie in a swift motion, where I betrayed nothing of the emptiness I suddenly felt as she left my arms.

"Thank you Edward," said Chief Swan quietly.

I looked into eyes. There was genuine gratitude and relief in his deep brown eyes.

"Not a problem sir," I said forcing myself not to look at Bella, but focus my gaze on the chief of police.

But, it seemed I slightly overstayed my welcome.

Why is he still standing here?

I nodded to the chief, and the rest of the police, and searchers. "I'll be going sir, have a good evening."

I walked away from the group, to the pavement, and to the road leading back to my house.

I was soon joined by Emmett. There was a little bit of red on the side of his mouth.

"Good meal?" I asked.

Emmett nodded. "How'd you guess?"

I pointed to the bit of blood on his face.

He wiped it away. "Better than I expected, for an ordinary deer. How about you?"

I stopped walking and met his gaze. "How about me, what?"

"Good meal?" he asked me.

I knew he was joking, I could tell just by seeing his face, but the thought of killing that girl, of killing Bella just…

It nearly killed me.

Thinking of Bella, dead, at my hands no less, or dead at anyone's hands, made me…made me…almost not want to live. I was so close to Bella when I held her in my arms, closer than I had ever been before to her. I had not let myself, I had restrained myself.

So now, now, I thought back to last year, when I told her that we couldn't be friends.

I was beginning to regret that decision.

I could be near to her, I could touch her, and she would still be safe.

"Still didn't answer the question," Emmett reminded me yanking me from my thoughts.

"Sorry," I said.

"If you won't let me have my thoughts," said Emmett smiling, "how fair is it to let you have your own?"

"I brought her back to her father," I said quietly, continuing to walk.

"So, nothing happened?" Emmett asked.

I nodded. "Nothing happened."

Though I knew better.

Everything had happened.

Interested?? Curious?? Jake and Edward switch, well what do you all think of that??