A/N: Stephanie Meyer owns these guys, I just like playing with them in my head.

Hope you enjoy this new story of mine.

I was jolted awake by a gun getting shoved to my head and a strange man's voice telling me to get dressed and get up. A white button down shirt and my jeans were tossed at me, I looked down and Edward was not moving, how was he sleeping through all this commotion, I started shaking him it was not working he was lifeless, tears started to pour down my face.

I shook him, again nothing; I needed him to wake up " Edward come on wake up I need you to wake up." I sobbed.

Is he dead I thought to myself, god no he can't be dead, he was my love, my life, my sun, my everything. I checked his pulse and when I found it relief washed over me I shook him again and pleaded for him to wake up.

The man pointing the gun at me started to laugh " You can try all you want he won't be waking up for few hours."

" What did you do to him." I yelled.

" Calm down we don't want to alert the other passengers, now if you don't want me to shoot him I would suggest you get up and go to the door." He put the gun to Edward's head.

" No no don't shoot him please." I pleaded with the man to leave him alone. "I'm getting up, can you at least turn around so I can get dressed."

I jumped at the sound of another voice at the door. " I would suggest you just do as he asks if you don't want your loverboy harmed."

I hurriedly slipped on the shirt fumbling with the buttons and pulled the jeans up my legs, the man with the gun tossed me my shoes I slipped them on and stood up.

" Good little whore, now where's your bag?" The man with the gun asked.

I shakily pointed my finger to the floor, without lowering the gun he grabbed my bag off the floor and tossed it to the man standing at the door, he started rummaging through it and pulled out my wallet.

" Isabella Marie Dwyer." He said my name with disgust. "Thought it might be something more on the lines of Cherry or Candy you know something that matches the whore you really are." He spit on me like I was a piece of trash. I flinched and the tears came again. Who were these men?

" Who are you and what do you want? " I whispered.

" No questions, now get moving." The man waved the gun at the door and I started moving towards the door, I took one last look at the beautiful man laying on the pull down bed and lost it, I ran back over to him, I leaned down and whispered in his ear.

" Edward I love you never forget that, please don't ever forget, I'm leaving my heart with you." I kissed him on the lips; a tear slipped of my face and landed on his cheek the last piece of myself I could leave with him. I caressed his other cheek one last time before I was pulled up by my arm and forced out the door.

With a gun stuck into my back I walked away from the one thing that meant the world to me. We walked down the small confined hallway through the dinning car, through the passenger car full of sleeping people and with each step I took further away from the love of my existence a piece of my heart broke. I could no longer walk and my legs gave out. The man with the gun picked me up and dragged me down four steps and ripped open the doors, I could hear the sound of a alarm going off and the gun was once again shoved into my back.

" Jump." The men yelled in unison.

They were crazy there was no way I was jumping I would never survive, trees, bushes and rocks were whizzing by. The skyline was becoming light once again, the dawn of a new day, A day that I thought would be the start to something wonderful.

I looked out at the scenery in front of me I don't know if I was hallucinating or not but it seemed like it was moving more slowly than before. As I stood on the precipice of living and dying I saw my life flash before me. Not my old life but the life I could have had with Edward. Us together laughing, loving each other, marriage, buying our first house, having our first child together, buying a bigger home for our growing family, teaching our kids to ride their bikes, teaching them how to drive. Watching our daughter go on her first date, going to graduations, welcoming new members into the family through weddings, and welcoming grandchildren. Edward and I with Grey hair sitting on our front porch telling the grandchildren sitting in our laps the story of us.

" If you don't jump I will shoot you and then I will go back and shoot your boyfriend." One of the men yelled in my ear.

I just stood there and shook my head, I heard him cock the gun. I can't let them hurt Edward, I need to be brave, I needed to do this. I just hope there was God and he would spare me so that someday I could find the reason I was on the earth again.

I saw my bag fly out of the moving train and knew it was now or never I took one last breath and with a whisper told Edward that I love him. Then jumped, I felt the ground below me and a searing pain in my head, then the darkness took over.

A/N: What did you think, good, bad.