I stared at my hand then back at his injured chest then back at my hand not understanding. Frowning, I surveyed the damage as I slowly made my way back to him. “Edward,” I cried. “I didn’t mean…” My voice broke as the horror of what I’d done to my beloved washed over me.

The wound was healing even as I moved closer to him. It was altogether gone by the time I reached out a tentative hand and smoothed it over his taut chest.

He pulled me securely into his arms and laid a gentle kiss on my forehead. “Well, I guess we have some new powers to contend with,” he said lightly.

“I’ll say,” Alice chirped.

“Awesome, Bells. Whenever Eddie here gets outta line I know who to call, Emmett smirked.

Jasper looked at me thoughtfully. “You can cause harm from a distance,” he said, his eyes lit in anticipation. “This will be very useful in a fight.”

Edward’s voice cut across him. “There will be no more fights. There are no other threats left. The Volturi have what they wanted – Bella as a vampire.” But simply stating something wasn’t going to keep it from happening.

“You said some new powers,” Carlisle interjected. “What else does she possess?”

“She shared a vision…her thoughts with me. I can’t hear her now. It wasn’t like that anyway.” He seemed to struggle with the words to effectively describe what I’d done. “I could see everything she saw, feel what she felt. It was a bit unnerving,” he mused and shrugged.

“Interesting. Well, I guess only time will tell what other powers, if any, you might have,” Carlisle said as he began cleaning up.

“Why would you expect me to have other powers? Isn’t one superpower,” I chuckled suddenly imagining myself dressed as Wonder Woman, which I shared with Edward who winked at me.

”Nice,” he whispered.

“…Isn’t one all I get? Why do I already have two?” I asked very much confused by the whole vampirism thing.

“Bella,” Alice explained. “You are an anomaly of gigantic proportions. Nothing works as it should with you. The better, more practical question is, how are you standing here having a coherent conversation? You should be ravenous and fighting us to get to something alive and tasty.”

“I am hungry, but every time I think of blood it chases the thirst away,” I added hesitantly, shrugging.

“Well, blood aversion or no,” Emmett laughed,” you still have to feed. Who ever heard of a vampire that was disgusted by blood?” he scoffed shaking his head. “Let’s go hunt!”