WARNING: The following story contains violence, coarse language and mature subjects. Readers discretion is advised.

Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue. I don't own Twilight, so please don't sue!

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As the night progressed I began to agree with my decision to stay in the room without Bella in it. I was sitting up at the small table by the balcony. The curtains were closed, keeping out the bright lights and loud city traffic. It was a good thing for the team but not a good thing for me. I was fighting to keep myself awake as I slouched in one of the hard chairs, the dim light of the muted television was my only companion. Emmett was sprawled across one of the beds, his snores loud and sounding a lot like a dying cow. Since Em's big body covered one whole bed Jasper was in the other, sleeping quietly on his side without a peep. In the chair across from me was Newton who was breathing heavily as the drool dripped down his chin. He had told me he would stay awake and keep watch with me since there was no way I was letting him in the other room with Bella. But of course the dick was counting sheep only about five minutes into our time.

I was proud of my decision to send Mamun into the other room to watch over Bella. I wouldn't be able to since my mind was still in the gutter. It had been over an hour since the incident with Bella but I still couldn't forget about her face. How easy could it have been to have just kissed her right then and there? That is if she wanted it. If she didn't want me then I was setting myself up for disappointment and frustration both physically and emotionally. How could one woman cause me so much trouble? I used to be confident that women liked me, but with Bella, I could never figure it out.

The door connecting this room to the other opened and a very dreary looking Mamun poked his head through. "Shift," he muttered in a tired voice as he yawned, covering his mouth with his hand like the polite gentleman he was. I nodded, yawning in response before pulling myself to my feet to wake Jazz and Em. Emmett groaned like a kid getting up for school and it took a few pushes to actually get him on his feet. Jasper easily woke right up and slid into the other room to watch Bella. I felt better when Em took my seat and didn't go to watch Bella. He wasn't exactly the person I wanted looking after a beautiful woman, in a bed, alone.

Sighing in relief I slid into one of the beds and closed my eyes, allowing myself to fall into a deep sleep. It had been a while since I had been in a real bed and even though I was still fully dressed and lying on top of the covers, my body felt relaxed instantly. It was like one second I was awake and the next I was asleep. And the dreams I had that night were unlike anything I'd ever experienced. Not something I'd tell anyone about. These night time 'liaisons' and the woman who starred in them were for my mind alone.

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The booming sound of Emmett's voice jarred me from my sweet dreams. Just as it was getting to the best part. I sighed, sitting up and running a hand through my hair which was already standing on end. I never bothered to tame it except on special occasions. The thing had a mind of it's own. It only took a few short months for me to grow it all back from the buzz cut I was given when I joined the SEALs. Pretty impressive and important since the ladies did like something to grab on to.

Em was bellowing about how great the food was at the hotel restaurant. Being in a place where religion was a large part of their culture, food wasn't really cheese burgers and French fries. It was more traditional and definitely no bacon or pork. But the hotel did cater to their guests and served things like eggs, toast and coffee. Emmett, being the child he was, had got himself pancakes before drowning them in syrup. I rolled my eyes before pulling myself off the bed and going to pour myself a cup of coffee from the tray Emmett and Newton had brought up from downstairs. I needed it for the day we had ahead of us and although my sleep had been deep it hadn't been very long.

Mamun decided to have a quick shower which left no one in the room with Bella. Jasper looked up at me from his plate of food, almost afraid I would get him to go wake Bella. I shook my head, waving my hand at him before putting my coffee down and quietly going into her room. I could do this. I was just waking her up, not jumping into the bed with her. And that's what I got for sleeping in a testosterone filled room.

It was dark, the curtains closed to keep out the early morning sunlight but I could clearly see her form in one of the beds. She was still deeply asleep, her back rising and falling as she slept on her stomach. I swallowed and stepped carefully towards her, afraid she would wake up and see me creeping around her. That would be a good day starter. "Hey Bella!" I would say. "Just came in here to wake you but I changed my mind and decided to watch you sleep instead." Very suave, Masen.

Soon I was close enough to touch her back, which was facing me. "Bella," I murmured, fearing to reach out and touch her. If I did, would it scare her? Would it scare me? But she didn't wake up or make any moves at all. She just kept sleeping. That meant I had to touch her. Shake her shoulder gently or maybe rub her arm. Or rip off her clothes? God, I really was a dick.

I bit the bullet and reached out, touching her shoulder and shaking her slightly. "Bella," I whispered. "Bella, you have to get up." Jesus, her skin was warm and soft. I let my fingers gently squeeze her shoulder, reveling in the feeling of her warmth.

She inhaled deeply and moaned in her sleep. Mother fucker. That did so many things to me that were wrong but I couldn't stop it. I sucked in a breath of air, taking in her sweet perfume, before shakily letting it out. I needed to calm myself down before she woke up and found out how much of a pervert I really was. I gritted my teeth and squeezed my eyes shut before shaking her shoulder again. "Bella," I called in a strained voice with ragged breath. "Please wake up."

My hand shot away when she turned over on to her back and stretched her arms over her head. Damn me if it wasn't a sight to behold. Finally, finally, she opened her eyes and met mine. I knew my own eyes were probably burning with desire but she looked more confused than angry. "What time is it?" she asked in a groggy voice.

I looked away, breaking our eye contact to pull up my sleeve and check my watch. "700 hours," I answered, looking back at her.

"Seven o'clock?" she asked. "In the morning?"

I nodded, telling her she was right with her guess about the military versus real time. "Give or take a few minutes," I said with a small smile. I was still lusting after her even though she looked very adorably confused. She wasn't a morning person, that was for sure.

"Oh," she said and pulled herself up into a sitting position. I moved away from her as she yawned and quickly covered her mouth. She looked up at me from under her eyelashes and suddenly her eyes widened and she looked away. The blush covered her cheeks and now I felt confused. What had I done to make her react that way? I looked down at myself to see nothing out of the ordinary. I had managed to calm myself down enough so there shouldn't be anything that should get this reaction out of her.

She cleared her throat. "I'm going to the bath….the bathroom," she stuttered before whipping the covers off her legs and jumping out the bed. She was dressed in a old t-shirt and sweats that were too big for her body but no matter how she was dressed she still looked amazing to me. Especially with messy hair that fell haphazardly around her face. She squeezed past me quickly, not noticing the way I reacted when I felt her chest brush against my arm. It only took a few moments for her to reach the bathroom and close to door.

What just happened? I shook my head and just stared at the door she had closed on me. What had I done to make her act like that? Giving up with one last confused glance at the bathroom, I went back to our room to find the guys practically finished their plates. I sat myself down in one of the tables chairs and picked at my food, still pondering the absurd reaction Bella had given me. Was it something I said? Did she notice the darkness of my eyes and the way I reacted around her? Was she putting two and two together?

"You not hungry, Ed?" Emmett asked, startling me from my thoughts.

"Naw," I muttered, shoving the plate of food towards him before leaning back in my chair again to run my hands through my hair in frustration. He didn't seem to notice but Jasper was giving me odd looks from where he sat across the room. He could probably see right through me. I pressed my lips together and broke my eye contact with him to stare out the now open balcony door.

The sun was just rising over the buildings and you could see the Red Sea from the hotel, the waters already a cool blue and choppy in the breeze. You could even see a few of the hills to the west, the lilac skies complimenting the green of the grasses and trees. Everything looked so peaceful in the distance but the city sounds brought you right back to reality. Port Italia was awake and had been all night long. The blaring of horns and the revving of engines made people realize where they were. This was not a peaceful relaxing place, this was a booming city that never slept.

"It's good to feel clean again," Mamun's cheerful voice came as he loped towards us and sat down on the bed beside a still quiet Jasper. He grinned widely at all of us and I nodded in greeting while Emmett laughed again.

"What, Moony?" he chuckled. "Never liked being dirty? Even when you were a kid?"

He scoffed and crossed his arms. "There's nothing wrong with a man wanting to be clean," he said. "I happen to enjoy it very much." Em opened his mouth to say something but Mamun cut him off. "And if you say 'that's what she said'..."

"I wasn't gonna say that!" Emmett cried. We all looked at him knowingly. He rightfully kept his mouth shut and turned back to my plate which he was devouring quite quickly. We all chuckled.

"Mornin' Bella," Jasper's southern drawl made my head snap up. She smiled timidly before slowly stepping into the room, whispering a 'good morning' in return. The guys seemed to instantly light up. Maybe Bella was a good thing for the team. She was just a bad thing for me.

It didn't take long for her to finish her breakfast (not that I was watching her or anything) and soon we were suiting up for what looked like a very long day. By 800 hours we were all packed into the Jeep and heading for the SEALs base for a quick check in with the Commander. I wanted to know if they'd found out what those odd, blue cell phones were for. They would have news about the weapons we'd collected by now and I had a feeling that I needed to know about them. Call it intuition.

I went into the base, trusting Mamun to keep a close eye on Bella, and went straight for Highland's office. At least the receptionist wasn't at her desk. I really couldn't take her incessant flirting today. The Commander was in his office, sorting through a few of his papers when I knocked on his door. He grinned widely and waved me inside. I decided to stand instead of taking up his offer of a seat.

"How can I help you, Lieutenant?" he asked cheerfully.

"Well I was wondering about those weapons we commandeered, sir," I said respectfully, trying to keep the urgency out of my voice.

"Ah, yes," he said before opening one of the folders on his desk and pulling out a sheet of paper. "Ah, our weapons specialists had a look at those cell phones and it seems your Petty Officer would be correct. They are detonators and some seem to be rigged to explosives." I shivered at the possibility's. "We're in the process of tracking them down but we're not sure if that is all of the detonators. Some might still be floating around out there in the wrong hands. Keep a watchful eye."

"Will do, sir," I murmured, putting that in the back of my mind to remember later.

"Now I hope you're all heading down to Market Street," he said, giving me a look.

"Of course, sir," I said, nodding. "We're just heading there now."
"Excellent," he cried. "Good luck, Masen."

"Thank you," I muttered before leaving the room. I couldn't wait until he retired. I was really getting tired of him and his phony attitude. I needed someone I could trust, not a wishy-washy Commander who I always thought twice about.

Emmett wasn't surprised when I told him he was right about the cell phones. He celebrated briefly before we all clambered into the Jeep again and took off for Market Street with Jasper as navigator. The brake was my best friend in this city. My foot seemed to be pushing it more times than the accelerator. When the car in front of me stopped I braked. When a kid came flying out of no where on his bike I braked. When the guy beside me cut me off with his little car I braked. It was a really jarring ride through the busy streets. It kind of reminded me of Chicago. Just without the snow.

Market Street was just what it was called. A market and one of the busiest places in the city. Cars tended to avoid the area since there were so many people milling around and shopping which meant it would take them longer to get wherever they were going. But as we pulled up into a tight ally to park the car we could see a few other vehicles lined up against the sidewalks. Most likely the people that lived above the stores.

I gave Newton look out again but partnered him with Jazz so Em could stretch his legs a little. Jasper didn't complain when I told him he was on Jeep guard duty. The guy just took everything in stride. I was going to pair Bella up with Mamun but he immediately took Emmett and told me it would help him a lot if he had Em with him. Liar. That sneaky little bastard was trying to get me to spend more time with Bella. Damn Moony and his match making skills!

And so that was how I got stuck walking beside Bella and feeling very awkward. She just continued to snap pictures and jot down things on her notepad. She could definitely multi-task. I on the other hand was having difficulty focusing on my task. Everyone was to keep an eye out for anything suspicious until the president paraded down the street with his little convoy of followers. Of course he would pick the busiest road to come down. Asshole. I wasn't anyone's fucking lap dog but this bodyguard shit made me feel like one.

I sighed, lifting the sleeve of my camo jacket I decided to wear to see my watch. It was nearing 900 hours and soon we wouldn't have to walk around this busy little street in the blazing heat. At the moment I was kicking myself for not eating the food when I could have. I suddenly felt really hungry when we passed a small restaurant and you smell the amazing spices from inside. I swallowed heavily and felt my stomach rumble. Jesus, I was starving.

I turned to inform Bella how much time we had left when something caught my eye. That man who was swiftly walking across the street looked a little too suspicious. I watched as he jogged up the sidewalk and towards an ally. He seemed to continually look over his shoulder towards the small car he had left. Squinting through the hoards of people that walked past him I saw something that made my heart stop. Just as he disappeared into the ally I saw it. In his hand was a bright blue cell phone.

"Fuck!" I hissed, spinning around before yelling as loud as I could. "Get down!"

Everything seemed to go in slow motion from that point. The adrenaline was pounding through my system. I was high on it as if it were a drug. I snapped my body around and saw Bella's bewildered face looking up at me. Before she could say anything I grabbed her arm and pulled her as far away from the car as I could possibly go before yanking her to the ground and gathering her body in my arms. I quickly hid her face against my chest just as the car exploded behind me.

The explosion rocked the street beneath us and forced me to push Bella further toward the ground until her back was pressed against the dirt and my body was shielding her completely. My ears protested at the thunderous sound of the blast and I could feel the heat of the flames licking against my back. It was painful as hell but I wasn't about to let Bella become vulnerable in this. I would protect her with my life.

Just as the sounds of the explosion faded there was an eerie silence. You could hear the sound of the fire, you could smell the burning, you could feel the heat…you could sense the death. Just as I thought that, the screaming and crying began. Everything was in a foreign tongue and I suddenly felt very confused. There was sobbing and what sounded like prayers but everything was in a language I couldn't understand. I needed to stop this confusion. I had something I had to do…

The fast inhale from my arms made me snap out of my haze. Opening my eyes I looked down to see Bella gripping my jacket, her eyes wide and focused on what was over my shoulder. Jesus, was she alright? I moved my arms from around her to free my hands, taking her face gently. "Bella," I said in a raspy voice. "Bella, talk to me."

Her eyes snapped to mine, so brown, so innocent…so empty. Fuck. What was wrong with her? I could feel her heart thumping in her chest and the twitching of her body but her eyes showed no kind of emotion. She was just…blank.

"Edward!" a familiar voice cried from behind me. I didn't answer or look away from Bella. I just kept eye contact with her, begging for that fire in her eyes to return. Jesus, what if she was never going to be herself again? What if this experience changed her for life? I would never be able to forgive myself if she never returned to the stubborn, shy, beautiful woman she was.

"Edward!"

There was that voice again. And it was closer this time. Almost right by my still ringing ear. I felt a hand squeeze my shoulder. "Edward." Suddenly I remembered who it was.

"Moony," I muttered, answering him but still not looking away from her. She was still blank, damn it. "Moony…there's something wrong with her. I don't know what but you've got to help her. I can't let her stay like this. God damn it, she's empty looking and pale and -"

"Edward!" Mamun called, squeezing my shoulder again. "Calm down, son. She's going to be alright. Just calm down. Breathe for a moment. She's safe now. I promise."

He slowly he took my arms and pulled them away from her. I itched to grab a hold of her again but I stopped myself and dropped my arms. He would help her. He promised he would and Mamun was one of the best medics I knew. I saw him move into my sight before he gently took Bella's face, pulling out a penlight and flashing it in her eyes. She didn't respond.

"Come on, Ed," a gruff voice murmured from behind me. I felt Emmett pull me to my feet and keeping his arm around my waist to hold me up. I felt limp and useless as I stared at a still unresponsive Bella. She had to be alright. She just had to be.

The sound of screeching tired made me turn away from her and see the ambulance already on the scene. The scene. It was horrible. The object that used to be a car was consumed by flames. The thick, black smoke was sent skyward, leaving the area around it in a haze of grey. Windows were smashed, brick walls were slowly crumbling, the metal framework of the car was black and the street was a sickening shade of burgundy. My stomach heaved at the sight of the bodies now surrounding the shopping district. Those who were not on the ground, surrounded by their own blood, were rushing about screaming in confusion or knelt over the bodies of their loved ones. Cries of despair echoed around us and I again felt sick. So much loss. So much death. And this was my job.

Yes, this was my job and right now I could not just stand here and do nothing. I was here to serve and protect and since I'd failed at the protection part I would have to serve these people in their time of need. My team needed a leader and I was all they had.

Slowly I turned to see something that lightened my mood. Bella was responding to Moony's commands. He told her to look up and she did. He told her to look down and she did. She was coming back. I let out a breath of relief and pulled myself away from Emmett's grip. She was alright now, which meant I was alright. I had to do this on my own. They were counting on me and I would not let them down.

"Moony," I said in a clear voice. He looked at me in surprise and relief. "I need you to take Bella back to the hotel." There would be no place for her at the hospital today. All she needed was rest and quiet and I trusted Mamun to keep her safe. She needed something comforting so she could recover from the tragic event that had unfolded in front of her innocent eyes. "Take Jazz with you in the Jeep. Em, Newton and I will stay here to help."

He paused for a moment. "Yes, CO," he said with a small smile. It was a sort of good-job smile. A I'm-proud-of-you smile. I couldn't accept his praise since I didn't deserve it.

He slowly got to his feet and brought Bella up with him. She looked shaky but he held her fast and nodded to me before half dragging her back towards the Jeep. I watched them go, a part of me leaving with her as soon as they turned into the ally and disappeared from my view.

"You sure you can handle this, Masen?" Emmett asked me as we both turned back to the task at hand.

"It's my job, Em," I answered. "I have to be able to handle it." And we set to work.

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The day was as tiring as I thought it would be just this morning. Everything seemed so different from when the sun first rose to when it set. It seemed happy and carefree when we began but now it was horrifying and dangerous.

Emmett, Newton and I stayed for hours to help those who were affected by the blast. We carried the injured who couldn't fit into the crowded ambulances to the hospital, tried to calm the hysterical witnesses and cover the bodies with anything to hide their gruesome death from their loved ones eyes. So many tears were shed I was sure it could make a river.

So much sorrow was around me that I felt depressed and angry at myself. Why didn't take out the man before he got the time to set off the bomb? He was right fucking there and all I did was stare! I was such a useless asshole! It had all been my fault. My fault…

Those words rang in my head over and over again until Jasper came by the hospital at dusk to take us back to the hotel. I sat in the passenger seat in silence. The whole car was in silence. After the things we had witnessed, no one had anything to say. Jasper broke it when he began to talk about his visit to the Commander. He told us he had dropped Mamun and Bella off at the hotel before heading over to the SEAL base to check in with Highland. He told the Commander everything that had happened and Intel was dispatched to the bloody Market Street to look for clues as to who was behind the attack. I had never seen them since the team and I were back and forth between there and hospital all day.

Jazz went on to talk about what happened to the president. The message was sent on to his private plane and they didn't even touch down in Tembo Bara. The pilot turned the aircraft right around and went back the way they had came. The bomb was seen as a message to the president. The people did not want him here. But they had never went this far with the violence. Sure there had been protests and rallies but never had there been an attack where they harmed their own people. Something wasn't right.

I had no time to ponder this because we had reached the hotel and I desperately needed to cleanse my mind from the horrible memories that surfaced. The blood. The dark sheets covering the dead. An old woman crying over a lost loved one as she prayed continually. Sometimes the world was such an evil place. Sometimes I wished reality wasn't so real.

We came inside the room to find Mamun sitting on the edge of the bed alone. I looked questioningly at him and he shook his head. "She's fine," he answered. "Just taking a shower right now."

I nodded and excused myself to the bathroom so I myself could take a shower. I needed to get rid of the memories that haunted me and the small amounts of blood that were on my clothes and skin. As soon as I had the door closed I ripped off my shirt and had the urge to burn it. The blood was smeared on the cotton fabric and the smell was terrible. I tossed it on to the floor as far away from me as possible and the bathroom suddenly became too small.

In the shower I scrubbed my skin until it was red raw. I felt like Lady Macbeth for a moment. The blood just didn't seem to disappear. Was it really not coming off or was I going insane? After a few minutes I finally told myself to get out of the shower and face the team again. I wasn't the only one who needed to wash away the memories.

I came out as clean as I could get myself but I still felt dirty. The guilt was eating away at me and it was almost too much to see my team looking up at me with sullen eyes and bowed heads. They were just like I was. Blaming themselves.

I couldn't stand to be in a room with so much guilt in it. I went up to Mamun who was still sitting in the same place on the bed. "How long has Bella been in the shower?" I asked him in as steady a voice as I could.

"A few minutes, why?" he asked.

"I need you to check on her if she doesn't come out in five minutes," I said and before he could answer I left the room and went to the balcony, sliding the door closed behind me.

The wind played with my hair as I leaned against the iron fence that surrounded the little terrace overlooking the city. It was still busy but there seemed to be an eerie silence that was covering the area. The sounds were too low, the wind was too cold, the night was too dark. Everything had changed.

I heard the door slide open and closed behind me and soon Moony was leaning against the railing too. We didn't speak to one another, just looked out at the buildings surrounding us. He inhaled deeply before I finally broke the silence. "How could this happen?" I asked him. "The people are supposed to protect their own, not kill each other. It doesn't make sense!"

"Nothing makes sense anymore, Edward," he said softly. "We live in a world where violence seems like the only answer." He sighed and shook his head. "This is not the people's fault, we must remember that. It is those who have manipulated them into these tasks who are at fault. Not the citizens, not me and certainly not you."

I growled in response. He had seen my guilt ridden face and was trying to make me feel better. "He was right there! I saw him! If I had taken him out then none of this would have -"

"Everything happens for a reason," he interrupted me forcefully. "This terrible tragedy was meant to happen only to bring something good with it."

"Yeah well I don't really believe in all of this philosophical mumbo jumbo anyway," I muttered.

He chuckled. "Oh don't you?" he asked.

I smirked. "I try to stay out of my head but it still pulls me in and lets me drown."

Suddenly the door slid open behind us again. "Edward?" I turned to see Jasper's head peeking out from inside. "You better come and look at this."

Frowning I followed him inside with Moony right behind me. He took us into the next room and to the open bathroom door where Emmett was leaning. I passed by Jazz and stood in the door frame, staring at the form that had captured all our attentions.

Under the shower head, curled up into a ball with her clothes soaking wet was Bella. Her arms were around her legs with her knees hiding her face from us. Watching her closely you could see the little shivers running through her body. I wasn't sure how long she'd been under the water but from the way she was shaking it had obviously turned cold.

I felt Moony move forward from behind me to help her but I stopped him. We looked at one another for a moment before he finally gave in and shooting one last worried look in Bella's direction he turned and herded the rest of the guys out the room. I heard the connecting door close and that left me alone with her. And she obviously needed some kind of comfort.

I slowly approached her and she didn't even seem to notice. Only the sound of my hesitant footsteps and the splash of the water against the tile was heard. I felt like I was moving in on a doe. I didn't want to frighten her but I needed to get to her. She needed some kind of reassurance that everything would be okay and that she had someone to fall back on. I surprised myself yet again when I suddenly wanted to be that person.

Moving slowly I reached in a turned off the shower but she didn't make any movements. I sighed and without even stopping to think for a second I stepped into the shower stall and sat my ass down next to her. I could only feel the wet seeping through my dry clothes for a second before my attention turned to her. Bella's heavy breathing cut off and oh so slowly her head lifted to look at me. Her eyes were red rimmed and her cheeks were glistening with tear tracks, wet hair falling across her face. God, she looked like hell. She had been through hell. Someone as innocent as Bella should have never been introduced to a world like mine.

She sniffed back her tears, still staring at me with her eyes shining in the dim light. Then she suddenly collapsed against my chest and the sobs racked her body. I was surprised for a half a second before the urge to comfort her took me over again. I hesitantly wrapped my arms around her shaking body and tucked her head under my chin. Her cries echoed around the bathroom and I held her tighter against my side as she gripped my shirt.

Just holding her like this felt so intimate but not in the I-want-to-fuck-you way. In the I-want-to-be-close-to-you way. I could feel her heartbeat and her warm skin under her wet shirt and I could smell the sweet perfume of her hair. Everything just seemed to stop at that moment. There was no danger around us. There was no death. There was no suffering. It was just us. Together.

I gripped her body as she let out a hard cough followed by another whimper. "All those people," she cried in a raspy voice.

"I know," I said softly.

We were silent for a moment before she spoke again in a whisper. "I'm scared."

I sighed, holding her tighter and pressing my cheek against her wet hair. "I've got you," I murmured. "I've got you."

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Slang:

800 hours - 8:00 am

Author's Note:

1. Thank you to the person who commented on my wrong spelling of 'probably'. Very helpful. Although, to the person who pointed out all of my mistakes and rudely stated I needed a beta, you were not helpful. If you don't like my story, don't read it.

2. More songs have been added to the list on my profile. And they are all now links to the songs on YouTube.

3. The last part was really sweet yet heartbreakingly sad huh? Lets all give love to sweet Sealward. I added a pretty little guitar instrumental to the music list for you to listen to while re-reading that part. :D By the way, if you can't tell, Bella has gone into some sort of shock from witnessing the bomb. Since she has never seen something like it she's kind of out of it and not able to control her actions from when she won't respond to Mamun to crying on Edward's shoulder. You'll see the real Bella return in the next chapter. I think you'll all like the next one. (smirk)

4. Do you guys like my Shakespeare reference? I've already read Macbeth last year so this year we're reading Hamlet. The guys insane, let me tell you. But then again, aren't they all? I'm also doing an end of the year project on Watership Down so if anyone's read the book and done an essay on it, tell me. Not that I'm cheating…(innocent smile)

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