The seconds that she stared at me with her blood red eyes were perhaps the scariest of my life. Burning there, through the fiery red was pure hatred for me, for Edward, for the entire Cullen family. But, breaking through the hatred was confusion. Why? I knew why. I had told her to bite me, to change me into a vampire. That had stalled her enough. Was her venom really the one last thing I wanted to feel as a human?

I had wanted it to be Edward's…I had always wanted it to be Edward's, but yet, here I was, pleading in front of the one person that haunted my dreams, the one person that I feared the most, asking for her to change me; to take my life away from me.

Where was Edward? He surely saw that I was gone from the swim meet. He couldn't possibly have given up on trying to find me, right? No, he loved me too much, I loved him too much, but why wasn't I strong enough to run away from her? To make sure that Edward didn't have to worry any more then he needed to.

"You want me to change you into a vampire?" She asked, finally breaking the silence with her cat-like voice, and I nodded my head.


Suddenly, her confused expression washed over and it turned into hatred as she erupted, standing up and curling her hands into fists, screaming a blood curdling scream. It pierced my eardrums, and I moaned, pulling my hands over my ears and rolling up into a ball, hoping that the horrible sound would go away. It sounded like someone scratching their nails on the blackboard. Edward had to have heard that, "You! You damn human! You only want me to turn you into a vampire because your Edward can't bring himself to kill you! Because he's a weak fool!" And with the word, fool, her foot collided with my stomach, sending pain surging up and down my body, and I was sent hurdling into the wall. I immediately crumpled to the floor as I hit it, and I could see the black flowing in from both sides of my vision. I was going to pass out. The one good thing I heard before I passed out was Edward's voice, "I'm too late…" He muttered in his velvet tone, and I didn't bother wondering if he was actually there, or if it was his voice in my head again as I felt two lips against the side of my neck, and I slipped into unconsciousness.

"Bella? Isabella Swan? Isabella Marie Swan? Isabella Marie Swan Masen Cullen?" He asked. The last one caught my attention, and I fluttered my eyes open as I blinked a couple of times to adjust to the light around me. Edward's beautiful, sad face stared up at mine, and I let a small smile form.

"What…what happened?"

"Nothing," He mumbled, turning away. Everything was so clear, it was strange. My neck stung, and I sat up, placing a hand to my head, trying to cure my little spell of dizziness. I stared at him, but he didn't stare back. I reached to touch him, but he moved away, as if I was sick, and the disease that I had was contagious.

"Edward…what's wrong? What's going on? What happened?" My neck burned a little bit, but I felt nothing of it. It was probably just a rock from that wall that Victoria had thrown me into.

"Victoria." He whispered, and I cocked my head to the side.

"What?" He lifted up a cold finger and brushed it against my neck. I turned and looked at him.

"Oh Bella…I'm sorry I wasn't fast enough….Bella, I can't….Bella…" He stood up and started pacing around. I tried to stand up, by pushing down on the ground to stand up, but my left arm burned in protest, and I fell back down, cradling it to my chest.

"Ow…" I mumbled, and I realized then that that was the one bone that had snapped, but I didn't want to do anything about it.

"What's wrong?"

"I think that maybe, my arm is…" And he was there in an instant, carefully grabbing it with both of his hands as he ran his fingers over my forearm, frowning in the process. He did it so lightly, so delicately, as if I was a piece of thin ice, and if he applied even a little bit of pressure, that I would break. My neck burned stronger, and I reached a hand up and delicately touched it before bringing it back down to my side.

"Broken," He confirmed, and he wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me up off of the ground. I slumped against him, resting my head on his shoulder as the ground disappeared from under me and he ran out of the building. I didn't bother asking him what happened to Victoria, because, I really didn't want to know. She was gone, and if he had burned her, and there were ashes on the ground, I really didn't care. At least I knew one thing; that Edward's lips against my neck would be the last good thing I felt as a human.

The wind rushed past me, and I wrapped my right arm, the one that wasn't broken, around his neck, pulling it down to me. My neck burned, almost as much as it did when James had bitten me, but I knew that Victoria hadn't bit me. I let out a small moan, but Edward just ran faster, and I closed my eyes, his cold shoulder felt good underneath my cheek. I only opened my eyes back up when I felt cold leather underneath my body, and the soft purring of the Volvo's engine.

"Edward…what's wrong? You're in a rush." I noted as he speeded the Volvo around a corner, the driver's side of the car getting splashed completely with water from a puddle he ran over.

"I have to make sure it's all gone." He murmured.

"What's all gone? Edward, what's going on? I feel…"

"Bella," He commanded, his tone demanding, he turned and looked at me, and the burning sensation continued through my body, just by his stare, "Is the fire still burning?"

Then I realized what had happened, "Victoria bit me…" I whispered, my lips barely moving, and Edward didn't say anything as he revved the car forwards, "It's all gone though, isn't it, Edward?" I asked, and my neck burned as if it had been set on fire. I gasped out in pain and held my neck, biting my bottom lip, for I knew that I was going to scream out if I didn't do it. I put my head between my knees as the tears flew from my eyes and down my face. I squeezed them tightly shut, but the tears just kept flowing. Another burst of flames was sent through my body, and I couldn't take it anymore. I screamed out, at the top of my lungs, and I threw myself back up from in between my legs and tried to stop the rapidly flowing tears down my face as I squeezed my neck harder. I didn't dare look at Edward; I couldn't bear to see his reaction to my screaming. Another flame was shot through me, and I screamed out again, but this time, there was more agony, and I felt as if I was going to die. I couldn't scream again, I couldn't hurt Edward that way. Suddenly, he stopped the car and pulled me out of the Volvo, the wind whipping past us as the cold air conditioning surrounded my burn.

"Carlisle! Carlisle!" Edward shouted, his voice pained with desperation and fear. Carlisle's voice was at my side in an instance, and another fire shot through me. I bit my lip, to bite back the scream, and the taste of salt entered my mouth. I had bit my lip so hard that it started to bleed.

"Ed-Edward…" I sobbed, "I'm sorry…" I sniffled, and he shook his head as something soft replaced Edward's cold hands underneath me.

"Edward," Carlisle commanded, "You have to suck the rest of the venom out, or else she will die." Another fire shot through me. It was the one that hurt the most. It was burning, complete with rage and anger as it seemed to tear through my veins. My blood was boiling up, and I couldn't help it. I screamed, writing in pain as I tried to get rid of the fire.

"Edward!" I screamed, and another fire shot through me, "EDWARD!" I yelped, whimpering.

"Edward!" Carlisle commanded, and I felt two cold lips against the source of the fire. It died down, and my tears lessened as they fell down my cheeks. It was like Edward's lips were water, taking out the fire that was burning. Suddenly, his lips were gone, and I couldn't feel his body near me.

"There's too much venom. I'll lose control." I heard him whisper as the fire started to burn again. I bit my lip again, and I could feel a drop of blood drip down my chin.

"Edward, try. She's counting on you." His lips returned to my neck, and I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him close to me. I couldn't remember much. I just remember that the fire was dying down and the flames didn't seem to be burning up the blood in my veins. Slowly, the world was turning a little black, as the fire was decreasing, and I sank into unconsciousness.

I woke back up, and shifted my head from side to side, blinking a couple of times before my vision came back. I looked around the room for my angel, and I spotted him, standing away from my bed, about ten feet to the right. He turned around, put his hands on his knees and stared down at the floor, panting, like someone who just ran a marathon. I stared at him, blinking a couple of times. Aside from the broken arm, I felt like Bella, I felt like a human.

Finally, he turned back around, his topaz eyes staring into mine. He took a small step towards me and pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and second finger.

"Is the fire gone, Bella?" He murmured, and I stared at him. He removed his fingers. He looked distraught, a little bit angry, whether it was at himself or at Victoria, and a little hopeful.

My body felt amazing, the 'water' had put out the fire, and I nodded my head, "Yes, Edward, the fire's gone." I smiled as I watched relief strike over his beautiful, carved face. He gave me a crooked smile, and Carlisle, whom I forgot was even in the room, walked over to him from the other side of my bed, patting him on the shoulder.

"I've never been so proud of you." Carlisle smiled at Edward, and Edward smiled back.

"Thank you, Carlisle." He nodded his head as Carlisle smiled down at me.

"Let me get a cast for that arm of yours Bella. You two can have some time alone." He said, and then he turned around and left the room.

"Thank you, Edward." I said, and he walked over to me, taking my hands in his. I opened my mouth to say that I was sorry for not being strong enough, but he interrupted me.

"No, let me, first." He said, placing a finger on my lips, "First, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I didn't come quick enough, that I didn't prevent her from biting you."

"Edward it's not…"

"I know." He smiled, "I know it's not my fault, but I could have prevented it." He pointed out, "Oh, and I have some good news for you. Chase has just been released today, and he is going back to his home, Michigan."

I felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off of my back, "What about Victoria?"

"She took off after she bit you."

"I'm sorry Edward…" I said, thinking briefly about how hard that must have been for him to watch.

"You have no right to be sorry about anything, Bella Swan." He leaned down next to me on the bed and put two hands on each side of my face, "Remember that."

I smiled back, placing a kiss on his palm, "I love you, so much." I whispered.

"I love you too." He looked down at my stomach, smiling at what I was wearing. I realized that I was still in my bathing suit, "And next time, please, Bella, do a sport that I can do so I can save you from something like this. Like baseball." He suggested.

I laughed, "I'm not doing any more sports, Edward."

"Good." He smiled as he pressed his cold lips against mine, and, for the first time in the past two weeks, I had happiness. Pure, utter happiness.

And even through the broken arm, the injuries from the attempted rape, Victoria, and the car accident, I was all right with that.