Edward kept his eyes shut, though he wanted more than anything to crack one of them half an inch and see what she was doing. He listened, hoping someone else would stop her.
Edward grimaced, listening to Hannah's thoughts. I trust her, he told himself. Even if she's testing my patience, I trust her...
Edward didn't shift when Hannah moved, keeping his eyes shut and listening very carefully. He hoped that Van Helsing and Carl were still awake so they would maybe hear her if she left. Lestat's order was still painful in his mind, and he obeyed the vampire, keeping his breathing steady.
Lestat, please answer me, Edward began once more, unable to stop trying to get an answer. What do you mean, watch myself? I don't understand.
Edward only pretended to sleep, his eyes shut, his mind wandering. He tried several times to ask Lestat what he had meant, to break into the vampire's mind and find out what he meant, but the man was simply too strong. Every attempt he made, he met a strong wall that stung his brain each time he tried to get near it. He gave up, breathing steadily, thinking about Lestat's words instead and how he was going to accomplish what he had to do.
Edward chuckled, kissing her cheek. "So true," he murmured, shutting his eyes. "It will be..." he paused, yawning. "It will be fine... you'll see..."
Edward smiled worriedly. "I suppose so... you think it's a good idea, then?"
"No," Edward insisted, being stubborn. "Every time I shut my eyes or turn my back, something goes wrong or something bad happens to you. And you want me to sleep? That's not the best idea..." But he couldn't stop himself from yawning again.
"Then what can I do?" Edward asked, yawning. "I'm not tired... what do you need?"
OOC: oh, you can try, ladies... you can try... lol Edward held Hannah tightly to him, running his fingers through her hair and being careful not to put any pressure on her stomach. "I know you will," he sighed. "The sun's coming up now... you should keep resting. Don't let me keep you up."
"I don't understand it, either," Edward replied. "But, honestly, from what I know about the man, he's doing this for us. I know it's sounds bizzare and wrong, but he's doing it to be a good person, and for what we could be together. That's why I don't think he's a bad person," he added softly.
"Thank you, my dear," Edward laughed, kissing her cheek, relieved. "You know, you said earlier that Lestat would want something in exchange for the information... he didn't ask for anything. A little odd, isn't that?"
"I said we could do it, though," Edward insisted. "Or would you rather consider the alternative and give up: John can have you after we kill Dracula... because you can't be with me while he's alive."
"It could kill me," Edward began. "I have to do something completely against my nature as a werewolf, something that doesn't make any sense at all. But the point is, it's rather disgusting. But I think I'm strong enough and, even without Lestat's help, we will be able to do it together."
"I don't know," Edward said. "I guess he doesn't want me repeating the information to anyone because it's such an ancient secret. I just want to tell you a bit about it so you know, in general, what's going to happen when the time comes."
"I want to tell you exactly what I would have to do," Edward began, "but Lestat told me not to."
"Hmm," Edward replied, thinking. "How about what I just did for you out in those trees?"
"I can try," Edward smiled, reaching out to rub her back gently. "Tell me anything you need and I will do what I can. Would talking about something else take your mind off it?"
"I'm sure it will get better over time," Edward assured her, going to sit on the bed next to her. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Thanks," Edward sighed, shutting the door behind him. "Do you feel any better?"
