I knew how stupid my decision to come to Phoenix alone was. Edward was wrestling through the walls with a lethal, experienced vampire while I lay on the floor bleeding, broken, and completely rendered useless.

Despite my feeble attempts to stray Edward from saving me, here he was, completely in harm's way because I was the weak human he couldn't get away from. My leg was broken. Shattered into a million pieces and I couldn't stop myself from releasing another scream through my lungs. And then it was black. I was slowly drifting in and out of consciousness when I heard an angel beckoning me to wake.

"Oh no, Bella no!" Edwards wonderful, beautiful voice cried out in horror. I tried opening my eyes, but the blackness kept overtaking me, pulling me deep under where only muffled voices tried to lift me out of my stupor. Then there was pain; a slight burn in my right hand where I figured glass had punctured through my skin.

"Bella, please! Bella listen to me, please, please Bella, please!" Edward was begging me and I hung to his every word. Clinging to consciousness with every ounce of strength that I had. I could feel the blood trickling from my head. The sticky, salty, rusty mess oozed down my forehead.

"She's lost some blood, but the head wound isn't deep," Carlisle was here. Where was James? They needed to get out of here before he killed them too!

"Watch out for her leg, it's broken."I could hear Edwards snarl escape his breath and I knew that this couldn't be heaven. Death had no pain. And with that I fought for my life. If Edward was here, I would never leave him. A few broken bones could not separate us. I would live through this. I had to be strong. I could not let him know how much I was hurting, so I clenched my mouth shut.

The pain in my leg started to fade. Maybe not so much as fade as my hand started to burn. The searing pain was not a small burn anymore, but felt as if I had submerged my arm in a cascading fire. My skin was melting with it, I was sure of it. What was happening to me? The fire licked up my limbs and climbed into the core of my body. I couldn't help it, the scream escaped me and I could not hold it down anymore.

"Edward, it hurts!" I screamed. Could no one see that I was burning? The heat was overwhelming and surely someone would notice.

"Please!" I screamed, "Please!"

"I know, Bella. Carlisle will give you something, it will stop."

Of course he would. Edward would never let something happen to me. My shuttering breath became shallow and I kept my mouth shut as I shed enough tears in hopes to extinguish the fire.

"I grabbed some morphine from my trunk Edward. Inject this into her arm, and within a few minutes her pain will begin to fade." Carlisle was going to save me.

I felt an odd sensation wash through my arms as if the drug crippled me into a stupor. The injection had not lessened my pain, but rather paralyzed and tied me to it. There was no escaping it. My arm became limp and the rest of my body was lifted into the air in a fit of terror and I screamed once more.

"Stop the fire! Stop it please! Please Edward!" My cries of insanity ripped through the air and the fire drank in my energy as a fuel to burn faster.

"Carlisle, her hand!" Edward choked back these appalling little words.

"He bit her." Carlisle's voice sounded worried and I could vaguely feel pressure from his slight hand touching the wound, making it burn deeper.

"It's too late Edward, we found out too late. It's already spreading to her heart."

"No Carlisle! You have to do something, anything, please please, please, don't let this happen." Edwards frantic cries for help reached my ears as my head was held down for the morphine. No longer mobile, I was this fire's prisoner. I was going to burn to death, and I couldn't even say goodbye. Please Edward, I thought. If you can hear my thoughts this once please know that I love you. I love you baby, I love you.

With that, I left myself to the scorching desert, letting the fire devour my very soul.