Be nice because this is my first fanfic. It is set before Bella becomes a vampire, after Twilight.

Disclaimer: Twilight and all its characters unfortunately do not belong to me. The lucky fish who created them is Stephenie Meyer.

Bella's POV:

We were running, running far away from everyone and everything. Why? Because we were together and no one could seperate us. OK, so I wasn't really running, it was Edward who was doing all the hard work, though he probably didn't find it that difficult. I was on his back with my eyes tight shut to keep back the dizziness, I wasn't even aware of him running.

"You OK back there?" he asked over the noise of the wind rushing past us.

"Mmm-mm," I replied. I couldn't even hear myself but he was sure to hear me. Apparently, we were going for a 'short' run to a nice spot he knew. I still wasn't quite sure where it was, but i knew it was quite far away from home. Suddenly, Edward stopped, nearly throwing me off his back with the sudden change of speed.

"What is it?" I asked. "Why have we stopped?" I opened my eyes and looked around worriedly.

"Don't move," he answered quietly, "we're on a bomb."

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Edward's POV:

I'd just asked Bella how she was doing, when I heard the click. I stopped, keeping the weight on that foot even. If I moved so much as an inch, my love would be blown to smitheroons. I swore silently to myself. Why did she always end up in a near-death situation around me? I'd thought that I could keep her safe from anything, but how was I supposed to know that a bomb would turn up?

"What is it?" she asked with a slight bit of a tremor, "Why have we stopped?"

"Don't move," I told her quietly, "we're on a bomb." Immediately, I felt her stop fidgeting, though she hung onto me tighter than before.

"Are you sure?" she asked. "But why is there a bomb here? It's all my fault."

Why was she blaming herself?

"Since when was it your fault? I was the one who stood on the bomb." I told her. I needed to find a way to get her out of this...alive.

"I'm a trouble magnet. It's my fault," she insisted.

I sighed. She wouldn't give up, she would keep on going until i agreed with her. We didn't have time for that, I had to think of a plan. Just then, my cellphone rang. I carefully positioned Bella so that I could reach it, keeping the balance on my foot steady. I flipped it open.

"I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry! I was busy trying to see what Jasper was going to get me, because he hinted at something... but anyway, I only just checked on you now. I am so sorry! Are you OK? And why did you suddenly choose to go somewhere different?"

I grimaced, "That's OK, Alice. What do you think we should do?" She had to know some way out of this.

"Ummm, I'm not sure if there is a way. Bella won't leave you..."

Bella's POV:

This was all my fault. Trouble and danger loved my presence. Of course, just when I'd been reunited with Edward, a bomb turns up and threatens to destroy our life... well my life. Edward's cellphone rang just as I was about to argue this point and he, very gently, moved me to his left arm to answer it. After a few seconds, I saw him pull a face. Then he said something that my human ears couldn't pick up due to the speed that he spoke, though I did recognize the word, "Alice". 'Why didn't she phone earlier?' I though. A little later, Edward gave me a look. "Let me try," he said into the phone.

"What?" I asked as he kept staring at me. "Are they coming to rescue us?"

He kept staring for a while, then said, "If this bomb exploded when I was by myself and I ran over it, I would've just had a really big bomb-propelled jump."

"So it is my fault then," I interrupted him.

"No!" he exclaimed. He looked frustrated. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought you!" He took a few deep (unnecessary) breaths and I decided not to pursue the topic just then. There were more important things to think about, such as getting off the bomb alive. He continued, "The point is that even if they come to rescue us, you would have to be seperated from me for a little while..."

"No!" I interrupted again. "I'm not leaving you. What if the bomb is really strong and you die?"

"I'm a vampire, Bella-sweet, and, technically, I'm dead already."

"You know what I mean," I mumbled. I was not leaving him again.

His phone buzzed again and he answered, sighing. "I'm putting you on speaker," he said and carefully put the phone on the ground.

"Hey, Bella. How you doing?" came Alice's clear, twinkling voice.

"My legs are a bit cramped, but otherwise I'm fine." Now that I'd mentioned it, I noticed that my legs were actually really sore, as well as my arms from holding on to Edward so tightly.

I heard a sigh from the other side, "You can put her down, you know."

I started to say no, but Edward reassured me that i could stay with him until we found a way out of this, and carefully lowered me to the ground. I stretched my legs and settled down on the ground. It was very sandy (well, we were in a desert-like place) and a slight breeze picked up small dust-devils.

"You still haven't answered my previous question, Edward. Why did you decide to change your course?" asked Alice.

"You went a different way?" I asked. He never told me anything. Maybe it was his fault that the bomb turned up.

"Yes, I went a different way." he said. "But what I want to know is why there's a bomb here." he continued, avoiding the question.

That was a good point. Why would there be a bomb in the middle of nowhere?

"I have no idea, Edward. The most plausible answer would be terrorists. But how are we getting you off the bomb, because Bella is adamant about not leaving you."

Edward started to list ideas, but all of them involved me leaving him for a certain amount of time. I was not going to so what were we going to do?

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What do you think is going to happen? How do they get out of this mess and what is Edward hiding? I would like at least 10 reviews before I post the next chapter. (Some people ask for 30, so I'm not asking much.) Come on, you can do it!