Carlisle was waiting at our home; we had just moved into a small cottage, in Alaska, it was deserted located in the middle of a forest. We were still near the Denali clan, but also far away to have our own home. I was guessing Edward had already told Carlisle of my plan, and it hurt me to even ask for this, but I was truly selfish enough to carry on and doom my loves life.

Emmett POV.

She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I couldn't stand the fact that I had just seen her rip apart this magnificent giant creature, I was used to always winning a fight, and being strong, not for some woman to come and SAVE me! Even if it was the last thing I did, I would prove I am stronger than some measly bear. The trees were rushing past us so fast it felt like I was drowning in a pool of green, I felt leaves rush past my face, leaving a streak of pain behind it. I was bewildered, the Beautiful woman was carrying me, lifting me a couple of feet of the ground, and I was a heavy man! The pain in my left shoulder blazed as she ran faster and faster through the forest, and I moaned in pain, with this my angel held me tighter and pushed her speed, although I could feel now we were travelling up, towards the mountain top.

This woman, my angel, my love - I never thought I would be saying that, ever! She was beautiful, she couldn't be real, no woman could lift a grown man, and wrestle with a grizzly! I figured, since the moment I set eyes on her, I would love her for more time to come.

As my love travelled closer to the clearing, she drove her feet to move faster, causing me more pain in my leg. I never realised until she stopped dead, that a small cottage was in the clearing, and a young beautiful man was stood on the porch wrapped around the cottage, probably her husband, or boyfriend! Silently, she passed me into the surprisingly handsome mans arms, and ran off, leaving me, in pain.

The wounds were like tickles compared to the pain of what came next. The man led me onto a wooden table and spoke to me gently.

'This is going to hurt, a lot, I won't lie.' he whispered into my ear, what was he talking about, and then, he bit me. It felt like ice was running through my veins, it ran down my throat all the way to my feet leaving behind a biting, fire like pain. I gasped and screamed, why would anyone want to cause this pain to somebody, what had I done wrong, I was only camping with my brother, I didn't mean any harm!

The fire surged on, wouldn't anyone put it out? Couldn't they see I was on fire? Shouldn't I be burnt to a cider right now? Why were they doing this to me?

Rosalie POV.

I couldn't take it. They were hurting him. Didn't I save him so he wouldn't be in pain? I was sat with him for all the time the fire burned on. I could see his face crumpled up in pain. I kissed his hand, his arm, his cheek, his forehead, but never his lips. Edward walked past, wearing the same face as my love. He understood, he had been through the pain, and he was going through it again. I reached out to put my hand on his and he walked off. Why was he so mean? I tried to apologise, but I loved my little angel, I couldn't just leave him to get eaten by a bear, I shuddered at the thought!

The process lasted for 3 days. I hadn't hunted for all the time the fire burned on, and I was glad, if he had to take a little pain, so would I!

3 days later.

Emmett POV.

The fire blazed on and on, and grew hotter and hotter. I decided that screaming wasn't helping me at all, so I fell silent and gritted my teeth. I didn't know what was happening and I didn't know when it would stop, so I endured it. I tried so hard to concentrate on the hand that was holding mine, it was growing warmer as the minuets passed, starting as a reminder of the cool air.

I didn't think the fire would get any hotter than it already was, until it suddenly blazed and grew as if it was engulfing my whole body. I started to get the feeling back into my toes, the fire surged up my legs leaving them to feel again, I found that I could twitch my toes and that my leg, that was broken by the bear, could be moved without pain. The fire then left my fingers, travelling up my arms, and making the fire in my heart grow hotter and hotter, my lips that I sewed shut from thinking it did no use, un-knotted themselves as I screamed out for my angel, my love to kill me, like she ripped the bear apart! The fire blazed and felt like it left a burning whole in my chest where my heart used to be. I felt my heart beating faster and faster, and gave a last final pound. The fire had gone. I lay still waiting for something more to happen. I learnt that I could her someone breathing lightly next to me, and footsteps approaching from an open doorway, this was it, they new the fire didn't kill me, they were going to do it themselves.

"Its finished, and when he opens his eyes, tell him we weren't going to kill him, not that he can't hear and understand me!" A gentle male voice spoke.

"Thank you." I had never heard her voice, but somehow I knew it was my angel, my love.

"Oh, and by the way, he does love you." How did this guy know that? Had I been saying it out load when the fire was burning?

I decided that now was the time to open my eyes, why had they burnt me if they didn't want to kill me?