Hi all. This is the scene from New Moon where Bella and Edward are reunited told from Edwards POV. It's my first attempt at fanfic so any/all feedback would be greatly appreciated.

I didn't know what was waiting for me. I knew I would be destined for hell - I was a monster after all - of that I was certain, but there could be no hell worse than being in a world where she no longer existed. The worst torture that hell could bring down on me, the only thing I would not be able to stand, would be to sent me back here and forced to continue to live in a world where she did not.

Or maybe, there was nothing more after this life, this world. Maybe we're gone forever; simply cease to be. I didn't believe it, but a part of me wished it were true, and it made me all the more eager to get to a world that wasn't this one, whatever it might be.

The chimes from the clock rang out. It was finally time. I almost smiled to myself to have it all finally be over. There was a strange sensation of peace that flowed through me as I closed my eyes and raised my foot to step out into the sun, and finally find a release from this pain.

Something bumped into me. My arms wrapped around the body they had longed for all these long months before my mind had even registered that there was anyone there to hold. I opened my eyes slowly, and stared down in surprise as my brain struggled to form a coherent thought.
Bella!

"Amazing," I thought aloud. "Carlisle was right." I was in heaven and with the most beautiful angel to ever grace gods kingdom. I didn't know how or why I could be here, after all I had done, but I didn't care. I was here. She was here. Nothing else mattered. The relief and utter joy to be in her presence again was overwhelming.

"Edward," my beautiful angel whispered. She was trying to tell me something but I was too awe-struck by her presence to be able to understand her words. I brushed my hand softly against her cheek, afraid she would disappear in a cloud of smoke. She felt just the same; soft, warm, human.

"I can't believe how quick it was." They must have killed me the instant I took that step. "I didn't feel a thing - they're very good," I murmured, kissing the top of her beautiful head. A line from Romeo and Juliet came to me; "Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, hath had no power yet upon thy beauty." I breathed in, and felt the old familiar burn of thirst in an overwhelming intensity that seemed utterly appropriate. If this was the price for seeing her even one last time, it was an easy debt to pay.

"You smell just exactly the same as always," I told her. "So maybe this is hell. I don't care, I'll take it." I thought aloud, too overwhelmed by her presence to control my words. It made no sense; it was heaven to have her here, hell for the thirst to still burn, stronger than ever, but I wasn't trying to rationalise it. It didn't matter where we were, we were together.

She struggled in my arms, trying to tell me something. I tried to focus through the haze of emotions flooding through me.
"What was that?" I asked, mentally laughing at myself for how absurdly formal I sounded despite the utter elation I was feeling.

"We're not dead, not yet!" I finally heard her this time. She's alive? I'm not dead? She's alive! The utter joy I'd felt at seeing her in heaven was nothing compared to this. This euphoria was beyond words. For a half second I was lost in it but she wasn't finished talking. "…get out of here before the Volturi -"

The Volturi! No!

I swept the minds around me in a panic. It's happening again… for a split second, a thought popped into my mind unwelcome. Maybe I am in hell… maybe this is my punishment, to have her back and lose her over and over again, unable to save her, watching her die over and over in every imaginable way, knowing not only could I not save her, it was my fault she would die. No! I banished the thought from my mind. I knew the truth of her words as surely as I knew my love for her. We were alive… for now. I wanted to grab her and run, risk the exposure of the sun and dart through the crowded square. Run until eternity, if it would get her away from them, but there was no time. They were almost here, I had failed already. She wasn't dead, but she would die because of me. Because she had come here to save me.