As I said before this is a crossover with Interview with a vampire and Twilight. It's just Fanfiction just so happens not to have Interview as an option


It started as a normal day. She woke up, she went to school, we met, we kissed. We went to our classes like good students, she ate lunch and we spoke with her friends and my brother and sister. She smiled; she joked; she laughed. After school we went to her house first where we were greeted by Charlie, her father. He still was not exactly fond of me but kept it to himself though I heard his thoughts. Afterwards we went to my house where my sister hung out with her most of the time, designing her clothes on my sister's computer. After an hour we left and I took her home, taking my car home and running back to lay with her as she fell asleep.

We kissed again.

We whispered "I love you" to each other.

I hummed her lullaby as she fell asleep.

It was like any other normal day. Until the next one came.

She got sick, a fever. She stayed home, coughing, her temperature was at a 97.4. Carlisle says its normal for humans and that after some medicine and sleep she would be fine.

But she wasn't. The next three days her 97.4 went to 99.2. Carlisle went over to examine her and gave her more medicine. If it got worse she would go to the hospital. A day later Charlie was checking her in. Her temperature was 100.7. Carlisle did many tests on her, saying she was perfectly fine. But she wasn't.

Time to time she would have trouble breathing and even my cold hand could not help her. She slept a lot and never spoke in her sleep. We all became worried, especially two weeks later when she fell asleep and would not wake up. Alice lost sight of the future; Jasper could not sense what she was feeling. Carlisle says what was happening to her was a temporary coma. When speaking to Charlie, he allowed him to agree that Bella would stay in Carlisle's hospital room at our house. Carlisle was the only doctor Charlie trusted with Bella.

But Carlisle had no clue what was wrong with her.

And then a man showed up. A strange, pale man, with bright green eyes. He walked in with such grace. His movements slow.

But none of us, except Carlisle, has ever seen him, or his kind. He had fangs and smelt of the dead. Carlisle introduced his as Louis de Pointe du Lac, a cousin vampire to us as a dog is cousins to the wolf.

Louis spoke that he was here to reclaim his daughter before another of his kind shows up and steals her. And his daughter he says: Bella. I could not believe him, this liar, but in his mind he was telling the truth and soon Bella in old fashion clothing, walking with Louie and another small girl with thick, curly hair; Bella's mother.

As Carlisle's friend we were not allowed to do harm, especially when I found out that Carlisle knew Bella from back then.

So for that night, we all huddled around our living room as Louie walked in circles, landing his eyes on a picture of me and Bella from her birthday.

"There are things even she does not know of," he spoke. "And there is stuff; you may not wish to know. I have a gift; a gift that allows me to see any person's life with a single item." From his pocket he pulled out a rusty, brownish-gold pendant hanging from black thread. "This was my daughter's. I was able to find it the last time I tracked her down. Now everyone hold hands." We did as he told as I grabbed Esme and Alice's. Carlisle grabbed Louis's. "My 200 years of existence has allowed my gift to grow. Everyone I touch can go to the place I am seeing."

It sounded like such a cool gift. "Relax, and look upon what I am going to show you."

We all took unnecessary breathes and soon the room around us slowly disappeared and we began.