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Hey all. I can't believe we're really doing this :D. For those who do not Know, this is a Collab between me (Boo Iwmec) and Reem Ooe ..

This story has been in the making for months now and it's finally seeing the light.

We have SO MANY ppl to thank, I don't know where to start. Mayar our girl, couldn't have done it without you. Katrina *hugs*. Our lovely lovely Mid Night-Cougar who helped tweak this little thing. Cejsmom. Rachael. Nicole .. We've been very lucky to have such gr8 friends who never refused to help us when we really needed it.

also want to thank the Sparkly Red Pen teem for helping us and our gr8 Prereader Ang specially xox.

Finally sending our deepest condolences to Catastrophia and our Beta V for loosing their grandparents :(.

Disclaimer: All the Twilight stuff belongs to Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended.

Prologue

Time stands still. I swallow, and for a second, I can hear my heart pounding in my ears. My knees go weak and there's a tearing feeling in my chest, like my soul is being ripped away. It only takes that instant for my legs to move, for my body to shoot into action. My family always told me what a fast runner I am, and I pray to God that it will be enough today. That I will get to her before it's too late.

I won't let myself think of what will happen if it's already too late. My throat closes up and my palms start to sweat. "No," I tell myself. I will not think about that. I will get to her. I will save her.

As I get closer to my destination, I frantically search for her. I can see flames and ruins everywhere I look, and hear shouting and screaming, but it isn't her voice that echoes in my ears. The chaos around me fades into the background. It's like my body is attuned to her voice and her face. I will not stop until I find her. I cannot. There is a drive within me that I can't explain, but it propels me forward on its own volition.

I'm searching every face and in every corner. I run faster and keep chanting in my head, "She's not hurt, she's not hurt".

My eyes burn, but I can't let myself cry. I need to find her first. I have never felt more powerless in my whole life. No matter how fast I run, no matter where I search, I still can't find her. I'm afraid every second I'm wasting is a second she might not have, and a second that is the fine line between her life and death, so I push myself harder. Finally, I reach the building where I know her organization is located. I freeze as I see the torn-apart building from up close and the flames slowly dying in three floors; results of the violent explosions that rocked the area a short time ago. I know, just looking up from the street, that there can be no survivors in that building.

Desperation seeps through me as I run up the stairs and relentlessly scour each floor. My movements become jerky as I search hysterically for her in the remains around me. My hands are shaking and I'm afraid I'm going to have a panic attack as my breathing becomes frantic. I'm petrified that if I pass out, I won't be able to save her. My tears fall freely now. I have nothing if she's gone. There is no point to this life without her. I didn't even tell her that I love her, and will never love anyone else as long as I live. I wrap my arms around my middle, trying to hold myself together as gut wrenching sobs break through me, and I scream for her…

"BELLA!"

ummmm .. so what do you think ?
plz leave us some love
xox

Boo & Reem ;)