Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does.

The thought floated through my head as I scanned around, easily catching the direction of Alice. My eyes narrowed and a pang of worry hit me as I noticed Bella wasn’t with her, or Jasper.

Easily I started through the crowd, thankful to be back on the ground and anxious to find Bella. She was probably at the bathroom though, any minute she’ll start back over and see me. She’ll start across the crowd, anxious to see me and then trip over something, thankfully by then I’ll be close enough to catch her without anyone noticing anything odd. She’ll smile and that beautiful soft rose color will tint her cheeks.

It took me a while to realize what was going on, the chaos and worry stirring through Alice’s mind. Instantly I sped up and reached her, instinctively my mind reaching hers and trying to figure out what was wrong. “Where’s Bella?” I asked instantly, looking at her.

“She went with Jasper to get something to eat, but they haven’t come back in a while. Bella would be the type to rush through things because she knew you would be here.” Alice answered, choosing her words carefully to try and calm my growing worry, but her voice didn’t calm her mind or my worry at all.

“I’ll go find them.” I said instantly, starting off and stopping when I caught Jasper’s scent.

He was alone.

A faint growl rose in my throat, soft but deadly. How dare he return without Bella? He was supposed to be watching her…

“Where’s Bella?” I ordered instantly, starting over to Jasper who looked worried, something that had my mind racing.

“She said she was going to the bathroom but she’s taking a while and her scent started to fade.” Jasper said, looking at Alice instead of me, which only seemed to be the gasoline to the fire lighting itself in my head.

“Why wasn’t Alice with her?” I demanded, turning to glare at Alice who met my gaze squarely but was looking worried as well.

“She asked to go with Jasper, I thought she was just going to get something to eat, maybe she got lost?” Alice suggested. Bella was prone to accidents, it would probably only be natural for her to get lost easily.

I groaned, by fingers pinching the bridge of my nose and trying to calm myself before I tore apart something. “Alice, check the bathrooms, Jasper and I will see if there’s another exit.” I said, not waiting for them before I started off, I could hear Jasper behind me.

‘Where is Carlisle?’ Came Jasper’s thoughts, knowing I would pick them up.

“Carlisle is still going through security… we thought it would probably be better to get off at different times to look less suspicious.” I answered instantly.

Jasper’s footfalls stopped, “I’ll go get him, meet up at the bench we were at before.” He said before turning around and starting back over towards the crowds coming out from security check.

My mind was racing; I was checking every other person passing me for any sign of them having seen anyone like her passing by.

Nothing.

I checked around the bathroom and swore repeatedly when I saw that there were, indeed, two exits…

Alice found me and let out a long breath. “So that’s it…” She said quietly.

I rounded on her, furious, “So what’s it?” I snapped, my voice rising to a snarl and a few people glanced over towards me, I instantly forced myself to remain calm.

“She has been acting… different… since that one phone call with her mom… she was acting calm and then nervous repeatedly, and this was planned.” Alice said quietly, staring at the door and her eyes filled with fear, with sadness. I didn’t even have to read her mind to know that she was worried for Bella.

I was too…

“Damn it! We don’t have time for this! We have to get Carlisle and Jasper and find her!” I growled, making sure to keep my voice low again.

Alice nodded and we both started back over towards the bench as fast as we dared to go around humans. Thankfully Carlisle and Jasper were both there, talking quickly and softly to each other, their lips moving so fast it looked like they were in fast-forward.

Carlisle turned to them and could instantly tell what happened, “Did she say anything odd, any place she wanted to go?” Carlisle asked, looking from Alice to Jasper.

Alice was about to shake her head but stopped and quickly bent over, picking up the letter Bella had said to give to her mother. “She said I should give this to her mother, leave it at the house for her to read.” She said.

I instantly ripped the envelope from her hands and opened it, my eyes scanning over the letter in a second, but having to re-read it over and over again before I could actually take it in. “She went to James by herself… he has her mother…” I said, my voice unemotional but my mind was in a furious chaos of worry and desperation. What the hell were they doing just standing here? They had to leave, they had to find her… she couldn’t die, she couldn’t… I wouldn’t let her… Not now, not now after I had just found her, now that I had someone I really loved.

I could hear everyone’s thoughts of horror, worry, shock, and fear.

But I didn’t even look at them as I turned and started towards the exit as fast as I could go in public. I knew Jasper, Alice, and Carlisle were following behind me but I was too furious to really check.

There were so many emotions, so much fear… I had never feared anything before now, but now it was alive and crawling through my head. I had been angry before, of course, but I was livid, I was furious. I was furious at myself, I was furious at Jasper and Alice, and I was furious at Bella… but James…

For James… livid was too light of a word…

As soon as I see that bastard I will tear out his throat, or crush it, giving him an agonizing death.

Before I knew it I had already broken into a car smoothly and was starting it up as everyone piled into the car. I would have to return it later, but that was one of the furthest thoughts from my mind.

For the sake of my sanity, and for all the lives of the ones around me, human or not, I had to keep my head blank except for the one thought of getting to Bella before James did.

Dear God I hope I do…

The speed dial was going up faster and faster, reaching close to a hundred and fifty along the highway. No one even seemed to notice.

I was relieved that I was at least calm enough to remember what she had told me about her house… where it was generally… once I was close enough I could at least be able to catch her scent.

The car ride felt like hours, all the while I was driving so fast the thoughts of the ones around me strayed from worry about Bella to worry about his sanity and his safety. If Bella were to die…

No… I wouldn’t hurt anyone… I love my family too much to ever hurt them…

But I doubted I would ever be able to smile again… I would curse every time the sun went down and I wouldn’t be able to return to her room to hear her speak quietly in her sleep. Her beautiful face would never flush that rose-tinted pink again… I wouldn’t be able to hear her heartbeat and smile to myself at how it sped up every time I seemed to just touch her.

“Bella…” I said softly, my voice a plea.

I could feel three pairs of eyes on me, all worried.

‘We have to save her.’

‘If she’s dead… I don’t think we’ll ever see Edward smile again…’

‘She’ll be fine… I know she will…’

The voices of their minds circled around in mine until I realized I was starting to swerve into the wrong lane. I quickly righted the steering wheel and straightened myself up. She wasn’t dead, she wasn’t going to die… he refused to allow it.

“Where are Emmett, Rosalie, and Esme?” I asked suddenly.

“Rosalie and Esme are still watching after Charlie, Emmett is probably following us from behind about a mile, making sure we’re not being watched or followed.” Jasper said calmly, his voice soothing Edward enough so that his knuckles weren’t close to breaking the steering wheel.

“Good…” I muttered; glad to find my voice strong again.

As soon as the car stopped outside Bella’s house I darted from the car, growling softly out of frustration. “She’s not here, there’s no smell of her blood here either.” I growled. There was at least that small feeling or relief that she wasn’t dead yet…

Yet…

“Can you follow her scent?” Alice asked, looking over at me as she stepped out of the car.

I nodded and a snarl ripped through my throat, “I smell her blood, it’s faint but it’s not far away.” I growled, too angry and shaking to care about my self control around her blood. I could smell the freshly spilt blood now… I guess I should have knocked on wood. “I’m going on foot; you take the car and get it from her house.” I snapped to Alice and didn’t wait until I started off. I didn’t pay Emmett any attention as he stopped next to the car and they were already climbing inside.

It was only about a second later the car was following behind me at a growing speed.

If my heart was still beating right now I probably would have probably had a heart attack a long time ago… Although I’m pretty sure Bella took a few hundred years off my life…

Bella… why?

Why… Bella?

She wont die… she can’t die! She can’t die and then leave everyone who loves her sad… she can’t leave me to that dark empty feeling of pure loneliness… That horrible wrenching feeling of knowing there is no one out there for me… I wouldn’t survive that again… I would never trust myself again… God, Bella, please be alright…

I slowed down in front of the dance studio and heard the car behind me, its tires screeching to a stop and the door opening and slamming shut.

“This is the place!” Alice cried out, and I was already ramming through the doors and over towards the studio.

I stopped abruptly at the horror in front of me…

It only took about a second for my mind to take in the smashed mirrors of the room; one in particular had blood still dripping from it. The wooden floor of the dance studio was still clean in one area, but then horrible red smears and splashes in one area, like a child trying to paint the floor with red paint…

Bella was on the ground; James was kneeling over her, her hand to his mouth.

“Oh no, Bella, no!” I screamed in horror, staring at her bleeding and unconscious form. She wasn’t dead, but her heart was laboring.

Blood was everywhere…

Ensnaring me…

Calling me…

Somehow I managed to forget it for a time as a red haze seemed to take over my gaze and it locked on James.

He only had enough time to drop her hand and turn towards me before I had his neck in my hands, a vicious snarl tearing through my throat. I wanted so badly to strangle him, to make him suffer; to cut him in so many places and watch him bleed to death and have a slow agonizing and painful death… but my hands snapped his neck in two. I heard him whining, keening softly as his life ebbed away from him, not fast enough for my liking. I twisted his neck and heard the noise stop as I tossed the body to somewhere across the room.

At once my focus turned back towards the form on the ground… the horror creeping back onto me. She was so pale… I didn’t have to touch her to know she was cold… her heart laboring even slower.

“Bella, please! Bella, listen to me, please, please, Bella, please!” I begged, tears in my throat but not in my eyes.

Her heart gave a stutter.

“Carlisle!” I cried in agony, but he was already at the door.

“Bella, Bella, no, oh please, no, no!” I cried, sobs rising in my throat but once again tears never filled in my eyes… reminding me of how inhuman I was.

Carlisle went to work quickly, putting pressure on the gash across her forehead and taking in the wounds.

Bella cried out, breaking out of her unconscious state.

“Bella!” I cried, her pain too much for me to stand, and her scent starting to make its presence stronger in my mind.

“She’s lost some blood, but the head wound isn’t deep,” Carlisle said calmly, his mind already switching into doctor mode and calmly informing us. “Watch out for her leg, it’s broken.”

How could he be so calm? Who would do this to Bella? Why would anyone do this to Bella? A howl of rage rose in my throat but was blocked by the tears which still had a while to go before reaching my eyes.

Alice was standing by the doorway, obviously the only one who could stand the smell of the blood, but was starting to find it hard. Carlisle was used to blood by now, considering he was around it nearly every day, and I was too furious and frightened to care at the moment.

“Some ribs too, I think,” Carlisle continued, everything else toned down now.

“Edward.” Bella said quietly, her voice slow and soft, but I caught it all the same.

The sound of her voice almost made me want to laugh despite everything. She was going to be fine… we had gotten here in time…

I wanted to hold her close to me, to make sure she was really okay, but I knew she was in pain and I forced myself not to touch her, not to brush her dark hair from her face.

“Bella, you’re going to be fine. Can you hear me, Bella? I love you.” I said quietly, more so to convince myself she would be fine.

“Edward,” She said again, and her voice sounded clearer now.

“Yes, I’m here…” I said, wanting to smile but worry and concern held me back.

“It hurts.” Her voice was a soft whimper.

I wanted to hold her so badly, to do something to help the pain leave her, but I couldn’t do anything but talk to her and try to calm her down. Her pain was almost too much for me to even stand.

“I know, Bella, I know,” I said softly, gently brushing her hair from her face, but I doubted she would feel it at all. I turned to look at Carlisle “Can’t you do anything?” I asked, my voice filled with anguish again.

“My bag, please… Hold your breath, Alice, it will help,” Carlisle said, looking from me to Alice who was starting to shake, her eyes a deep black.

“Alice?” Bella groaned.

“She’s here; she knew where to find you.” I said gently, not looking to Alice, but I heard her soft footfalls as she walked over towards us.

“My hand hurts,” Bella said softly, I could hear the pain in her voice and it tore my soul apart.

“I know, Bella. Carlisle will give you something, it will stop.” I promised soothingly.

“My hand is burning!” She screamed, making my eyes widen in shock. Her hand wasn’t even the worst wounded part on her, yet her eyes held such a horrible agonizing pain. She wasn’t supposed to be in this much pain, what was going on? She was crying…

“Bella?” I asked, my voice frightened for her, my mind buzzing and trying to figure out what was going on.

“The fire! Someone stop the fire!” She screamed, making my eyes widen even more…

I knew those words… those words that had echoed in my head for the three days I was in horrible agony… the feeling of being lit on fire but living through every second of that hell.

But Bella… Bella shouldn’t be in that pain. She didn’t deserve to know that horrible, horrible, feeling. Bella… so full of life… shouldn’t know what it felt like to die.

But then I noticed that her hand was not cut with glass like I had suspected… it looked torn apart… as though with the teeth of a predator, an animal.

“Carlisle! Her hand!” I cried, looking over to Carlisle, hoping, praying that it wasn’t true.

“He bit her…” Carlisle’s appalled voice said, his eyes widening and his voice echoing throughout the room, chilling me to ice and stopping my thoughts for a few seconds before I remembered to breathe.

No…

Not Bella…

Not the one I loved to see alive… the one who I would do anything for, just to see that soft blush on her cheeks, the one who made me feel normal, almost human…

“Edward, you have to do it.” Alice said, gently brushing the tears from Bella’s eyes before looking up at me.

“No!” I yelled instantly. I couldn’t… I wouldn’t…

“Alice…” Bella moaned again,

“There may be a chance,” Carlisle said softly, catching my attention instantly as I looked over at him.

“What?” I asked. A plea.

“See if you can suck the venom back out. The wound is fairly clean.” Carlisle said simply, his eyes still on Bella as he started to stitch up the horrible cut on her forehead.

“Will that work?” Alice asked, her voice strained from the effort it took to hold her self-control around so much blood.

“I don’t know…” Carlisle admitted. “But we have to hurry.” He added firmly.

A dead weight seemed to settle in my stomach. God, her blood was right in front of me, splattered around me; the only thing that kept me sane right now was the horror and concern for Bella. If I took her blood… it would be so easy for me to lose control… so easy to drain her and kill her…

Why hadn’t I fed before coming here?

Why did it have to be Bella… why did it have to be me to take her blood… to taste the sweet life-giving nectar that I craved so much, yet had enough control to resist…

Until now…

“Carlisle, I…” I hesitated, staring at Bella and I could feel a burning behind my eyes. What was I supposed to say? I couldn’t save her? Sorry, I’m too weak to save the one I love? Sorry, I’m afraid I’ll kill her because I’m a horrible monster?

“I don’t know if I can do that.” I said, my voice filled with agony and regret. Why was I so weak?

“It’s your decision, Edward, either way. I can’t help you. I have to get this bleeding stopped here if you’re going to be taking blood from her hand.” Carlisle said softly, his voice calm.

I watched Bella in horror as she writhed and twitched on the ground, her body trying to stop the horrible pain that was consuming her.

“Edward!” She screamed, her eyes opening back up and finding my face easily, her eyes filled with that horrible pain that I knew so well, and I would know that pain for the rest of my life.

“Alice, get me something to brace her leg!” Carlisle said instantly, not looking over at her but still focusing on Bella.

“Edward, you must do it now, or it will be too late.” He added.

Too late…

Too late to save her from the horrible torment of the days to come… Too late would mean it would be too late for her cheeks to every flame up again, for that smile to light up and bring me a measure of peace, for her warm skin to bring feeling back into my cold body. It would mean she would never be able to go out into the sun with people around, it would mean she would turn into a monster like me, she would have to survive on blood and away from the ones she loves so much.

I refuse for that to ever happen to her.

I forced down that beast rising in my soul with all the determination I had. I refused to let Bella suffer as I have, I refuse to condemn her to a life of darkness and shadows…

I will save her.

I refuse to be weak…

I set my jaw tightly and my cool fingers wrapped around her hand, gently but with force to make sure she didn’t try and rip her hand from me. Her hand was cold, giving me all the more determination I needed to make sure she was warm again.

My lips pressed onto the wound, I felt her soft skin and the terrible wound scarring it.

I held onto her hand firmly.

I wanted to tell her I was sorry, but there wasn’t any more time left… already my mouth was moving to taste the sweet nectar I had so longed for.

The red haze enveloped me, almost taking all the control I had built up, turning me into a gluttonous monster that lusted for blood. There was nothing, only the pure ecstasy of the sweet blood pouring into my mouth.

There was a sound… one that I knew… but couldn’t come back to.

Bella was screaming…

The haze evaporated and my control was back, I forced myself to try and ignore the sweet nectar which felt like food to a starving person.

I hardly noticed Carlisle and Alice holding Bella down so she didn’t injure herself further.

I waited until I was sure her blood was clean of any venom left from James before firmly removing myself from her… it was probably one of the hardest things I could do… but I did it…

I looked at her and saw her body start to calm and soon she stopped writhing all together, I could tell she was close to slipping out of consciousness and was holding on carefully.

I closed my eyes, still trying to hold onto my control and breathing deeply through my mouth, trying hard not to take in any more of her scent then absolutely necessary.

“Edward,” Bella’s voice was so weak, I almost missed her say that.

“He’s right here, Bella.” Alice said gently, grabbing my arm and pulling me closer to her.

“I will…” I said, smiling gently and my voice strained, but I felt triumphant… I had resisted the one thing I thought I was way too weak to resist.

I heard Bella sigh contently; already she was starting to fall asleep again.

“Is it all out?” Carlisle asked, looking over at me and looking rather proud.

“Her blood tastes clean,” I said quietly, either because I was afraid to hear my own voice or because Bella was starting to fall asleep. “I can taste the morphine.”

“Bella?” Carlisle asked, looking down to the half-asleep girl who held my soul in her hands.

“Mmmmm?” She answered, her voice so quiet now, part of me wanted to glare at Carlisle for not letting her sleep.

“Is the fire gone?” he asked, his voice quiet as well.

“Yes,” She sighed. “Thank you, Edward.” She said softly, making me smile sadly and I wanted so badly to hold her.

“I love you…” I said quietly, the only words that came close to the feeling she gave to me.

“I know,” She said, her voice laced with drowsiness.

I couldn’t help but laugh softly, out of relief or because maybe I was going insane, I didn’t know.

“Bella?” Carlisle asked again.

This time he made both of us frown, but he ignored that and continued to look at Bella.

“Where’s your mother?” He asked gently.

“In Florida,” She sighed “He tricked me, Edward. He watched our videos.” Bella said quietly, her voice attempting to sound like outrage, but I had enough anger against James for her and me both.

“Alice…” She said again, trying to wake herself up enough to tell her something.

I looked over at Alice and noticed Jasper and Emmett pouring gasoline onto the wooden floor. They would have to completely burn down the building and make sure the body wasn’t found.

“Alice, the video- he knew you, Alice, he knew where you came from.” She said, catching all our attentions as Alice watched her with wide eyes.

Alice calmly walked over and stopped the video before taking out the tape.

“I smell gasoline…” She said quietly, her voice so frail it almost frightened me.

“It’s time to move her.” Carlisle said simply, putting all his supplies away and looking over at me.

“I want to sleep…” Bella complained, and I couldn’t blame her, she sounded so weak.

“You can sleep, sweetheart, I’ll carry you,” I said softly, gently picking her up, her weight so light and fragile as I held her close to me, careful not to hurt any of her wounds but I held her as close as I could, trying to protect her from the horrible world that has tried to rid of her too many times.

“Sleep now, Bella…” I said gently, holding her against my non-beating heart, but feeling more alive then I had in a long time as I saw my angel finally drift off to sleep in my arms.

I've wanted to do this for so long, the idea stuck into my head and finally I typed it out, mainly because I was in writers block for my other Twlight fanfiction 'After Twilight' and just started typing this.

It was annoying as hell to keep having to look back at the book and make sure that everything was right xD

But I really do love that scene... the struggle wasn't described enough from Bella's point of view so I did it from Edward's point :D

This is mainly a thanks for all my reviewers and watchers on my other fanfiction, but I hope everyone who hasn't read that other fanfiction will like this as well ;D you guys rock so hard.

(P.S. Thank you Shii-chanchick for being the first to tell me of the mistakes I yet again made in here, hopefullyfew people were spared reading the horribleness of my mistakes -le gaspeh-)

(P.S.S Another edit xD this one brought out by Alphie, who had just gotten notice that they don't have fangs. xD. And even more so, taht if they somehow DID have fangs, if Edward bit Bella it wouldn't help with the poision at all. Thanks Alphie)

Your smexi luver,
-Mimbley