A/N: Okay so really sorry that I haven't updated in awhile and I'm really sorry that this chapter is so short and really crappy!!!! Damn writers block…

This chp. Is entitled Time named after a song by Billy Porter, lyrics courtesy of him.

Disclaimer: Do we really have to go through this? If this were mine, I would be making millions by now. End of story.

Bella's POV

What is time?

Is it the autumn leaves that change?

Or the snow that floats from the sky

What is Time?

Is it the air we breathe?

Or the wings that teach

The new born bird to fly

Time. That's the only thing I wanted. More time. Time to figure out, everything. Who I wanted, who I needed. What I was doing. As I continued to walk in the grass parallel to the highway, I was overcome with a strange feeling. A familiar feeling. The feeling of being watched. I could my blood begin to sputter into a frenzy as I slowly turned, only to find the all to familiar headlights of Edward's infamous silver Volvo, staring right back at me. I instantly wondered why I hadn't heard the engine, but quickly drew the conclusion that I had become so accustomed to the gentle purr, that I no longer made a distinction between it, and any other everyday sound I might hear.

In the time that it had taken me to process this, Edward had since cut the engine, and was now standing right in front of me, a worried look ablaze in his ocher eyes. He made little or no effort to conceal the fact that he was trying to lift my true feelings straight from the look on my flushed, tear stained face.

"Bella?" he whispered cautiously. I hadn't noticed I was crying until he took my face in his marble hands and ever so lightly, began to brush away every tear that managed to escape from my swollen eyes.

Just the feeling of a man's flesh against my own, made me miss Jacob all that much more. Within a matter of seconds, I was drowning amongst my sorrows in a vast ocean of my own tears, from within the cold confines of Edwards arms.

Who can tell?

I don't know

Will we change?

Will we grow?

What is time?

Is it eternity

In heaven

Or just a hope for peace on earth

"Shhhh, Bella it's alright. I'm here. I'll always be here. It's going to be okay. Shhhhh…" he breathed against my neck.

I began to sink further into Edward's arms, only to realize that they were not the arms that I so desperately craved to be in. At that, I began to sob harder and harder, until all of Washington could have heard.

"It's dead…" I choked. I had only half realized that I was speaking and then didn't even realize that I was speaking and then didn't even realize what I was saying. Edward immediately froze.

"Bella, Bella what's dead? Bella!" he pleaded. I stopped my convulsing long enough to gaze up into his eyes, and at the look on my face, Edward's eyes suddenly widended.

"Bella…" he whispered. "What's dead?" he choked.

I felt myself going numb, and seemed to be hearing my disembodied voice from afar as I replied.

"My heart." I breathed.

And with those last few words, my whole world, went black.

Where's the time?

Gone in a blink of an eye.