Unfortunately, My old account was hacked, I'm simply reposting.

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Chapter one

Narrator POV

Bella stood on the sidewalk waiting for the light to flash green so she could cross. Edward was on a hunting trip so she was trying to fill in the hours before he returned. She had been shopping for a new book – it would be a nice surprise for Edward to find her reading something that wasn't by Jane Austen or one of the Bronte sisters. She smiled to herself at that thought.

The lights still hadn't changed. Bella was feeling impatient. It was a long drive from Part Angeles back to Forks – especially in her old truck.

Finally, Bella Grew so tired of waiting for the never-ending glare of red to change that she stepped onto the road. There had been no cars for ages.

Why didn't I cross before? She thought, her body shaking with silent laughter.

She had almost reached the kerb and suddenly, before she had time to turn her head, CRASH!

Everything went black.

EPOV

I stared at the lifeless Bella in front of me.

She's not going to die. I told myself for the thousandth time.

The heart monitor was still beating steadily. I pressed my hand against hers and after a few seconds, I took it into my own. She was still warm. Good.

Terror and desperate sadness had overcame me when I received that phone call from Carlisle approximately six hours ago. I replayed the events in me head again…

I had just caught a huge mountain lion – the most impressive one I had in months. My mind was set on Bella and if she was okay at home. Emmett was getting annoyed.

"She's okay Edward – It's only the one day!" He thought to me, his inner voice irritated.

I nodded in return and as I did so, my phone began to ring. I checked the caller I.D. and opened it. Carlisle was on the phone.

"Edward, you have to come home now." He said, his tone urgent.

Why was he talking like that?

"Okay. What's happened?" I asked. I was full of worry had something happened to one of us… or even worse, Bella?

"It's Bella," my eyes widened and Carlisle took a deep breath, "She's hurt and in hospital she's going to be okay but..."

I shut the phone before he could finish his sentence. I was already back at the car and starting the engine.

That was the longest drive I have ever taken. I was so worried about the love of my life that even I with my superhuman reflexes, had to swerve to miss cars!

I arrived a the hospital an hour later to find that Bella had been moved into a private room. I saw her lying in the bed an immediately ran to kneel beside her.

Just as I was pulling out of my thoughts, Bella moved slightly. She stirred gently. I smiled. She was waking up.

BPOV

I could hear a quiet and continuous beep in the background. My head hurt like hell. What had happened? Where was I? I tried to remember what had happened but nothing came to my head. I was starting to feel scared,

I felt something icy pressing against my hand. Why my hand submerged in ice? I began to wonder if I had fallen over again – it wasn't unlikely with my coordination. It took me all of a few seconds to realise that the icy thing wasn't touching my hand – it was holding it! What was this place?

I began to open my eyes, the light blinding me at first. I was in a hospital. Typical – what had I put my family through this time?

I looked down to my hand to see another holding onto it – it was odd how cold it was. And how pale. I followed the arm towards a man's face. He was beautiful – he looked like a god!

I must still be unconscious, I thought. Why else would such a beautiful person be waiting in hospital with me and holding my hand!

He smiled when my eyes met his. What an amazing dream this was. HE leant down and pressed his lips to my forehead. They were cold too. And hard. I blinked opened my mouth to speak but he cut me off.

"It's okay my dearest Bella. You're going to be fine. I'm here for you," He said (no, sang) in a smooth, velvety voice.

I blinked twice and spoke before he could stop me.

"Who are you?" I whispered.