BPOV

"Isabella? Isabella? Anyone in there? Anyone at all?" I groaned softly as I heard Edward calling to me. I was having a perfectly lovely dream, a good sleep and then some inconsiderate spook had to wake me up right in the middle. And somehow, I just knew it would be some ungodly hour too. But, unwillingly, I opened my eyes. Just in case.

"Bingo," I muttered. There was a clock directly in my eye line. Ten past four, and it was pitch black outside. Stupid bloody perfect people, always getting up at stupid times, never seeming to have the problem of actually needing to sleep, unlike the rest of the human race.

"Come on, Isabella. Time to move." Edward coaxed again as I closed my eyes.

"Lemme sleep..."

"Isabella Marie Swan, get your backside out of bed now, or so help me I will leave you for the entire criminal population of London to find!" Alice's yell came from right beside my left ear. She was her usual chirpy self then.

"Ok, ok. I'm moving."

"Thank you," Alice and Edward said in unison. They seemed to have an almost telepathic relationship, as far as I had been able to gather. Granted, I had only known Edward a matter of days, but they were mostly days spent away from his working environment, days spent here in another hospital. She had some kind of precognition, and he seemed to be able to read that really well, knowing almost without her telling him what was going to happen. Why neither of them had seen the whole fiasco with those...evil people, I didn't know.

"Out of interest, what does the criminal population of London want with me?" I asked, pulling on the clothes handed to me by Alice. Edward had turned his back without needing to be asked.

"Just...they might find a use for you," Alice replied quickly, shooting daggers at Edward's back for some reason.

"What use?"

"Need to know basis Bella, and you don't." Edward's voice was sharp, an obvious sign that this wasn't a conversation he wanted to have.

"Ok, fine. Whatever." Obviously I don't need to know about the people that are, you know, going to kill me. That's not important AT ALL, is it now Edward? I was still fuming ten minutes later, as we left the hospital by some pathetically secretive method.

"Ok...and clear, let's go." Edward muttered after checking round the last corner.

"Would it not have been easier for me to just discharge myself?" I wondered aloud.

"Shut up, Isabella. Sorry, but please." Edward's words were uncharacteristically harsh; a real difference from his normal ye olde-fashionede phrasings. He pulled me through the middle of a sudden crowd and out into the car park. Alice moved to the front and the pace of our little procession upped.

"Can we slow down please? Girl with broken leg here!" I called when I was a considerable distance behind. Edward moved towards me quickly, picking me up as though as I was as light as a feather.

"Edward, can we get a shift on? We're going to be late!" Alice yelled back. Late for what? I wondered. Edward rolled his eyes and began to jog - still carrying me - closing the gap to Alice in no time.

"I don't see that they'll put up that much of a fuss if we're five minutes late." Edward told Alice. Strangely, he seemed to be having no trouble at all carrying me, despite the whirlwind of pace.

"Esme will. Anyway, we're at the car now."

"Fine. Isabella, love, you're going to have to have your eyes covered. Sorry. Protocol and all that." His feeble attempt at a joke fell flat, but at least he sounded sorry.

"Just do it."

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A.N. Nice to see you, to see you...somebody fill in the gap please! :D

For anyone that has just read this and is really confused, it's the sequel to Hidden Truth. I STRONGLY recommend reading that first, as this fic CANNOT stand alone.

For all my Hidden Truth readers, welcome back. Y'all know the drill - reviews = happy Fee. Happy Fee = Updates.

Oh, and happy birthday to Jenny (aka x-flashwithwave-x) Sorry I forgot your card today, but I have made the one I bought amazing to make up for it.

Sorry for the shortness everyone - length doesn't come naturally to me.

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