Summary: What if Bella had reacted differently that first night Edward came back?
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the world, I'm just borrowing it for a short while.
AN: This is a super angsty fanfic. I plan for a happy ending. Also there's been no beta reader to catch errors.
Edward POV
His cell rang and Edward picked it up. On the other side was Alice. Her ongoing silence spread fear through his veins.
"What is it?" he snapped, unable to keep his fear tramped down.
"She's gone," Alice whispered horror struck. "Edward, what did you do?"
"She's right here," he protested, glancing down at the mahogany brunette sleeping in his arms.
Alice moaned. "Edward, I can't see her future anymore."
"Is it the wolves?" he asked, catching Emmett's and Rosalie's gazes in the rear-view mirror.
"It's not the wolves. She's gone no matter how far out I look for her."