A/N: Okay, I know that I don't have five reviews yet

A/N: Okay, I know that I don't have five reviews yet

A/N: Okay, I know that I don't have five reviews yet. I am very depressed about that, I might add. It is sad that out of the 309 people who have read my story, or at least viewed it, only 2 different people have reviewed it!! One of which is my best friend. Please, please, I BEG OF YOU, review my story. GIVE ME LOVE PEOPLE!! I will give you cookies. (My best friend's suggestion.) Lots and lots of cookies. On with the story.

BPOV

Because I was now considered fully recovered, the Nazi's decided to ship Alice and I off to Auschwitz. Emmett and Alice originally were going to remain in hiding, but Alice simply had to find out if I was okay, so came back to the hospital to check on me. Of course the Nazi's were waiting for this, and Alice was kept from leaving. Emmett tried to contact us, but was nearly caught himself. At least he knew we were together.

I held my breath for as long as possible just to escape the stench of the boxcar. One hundred "Jews" were in this box. I was nearly screaming in frustration. I WAS NOT A JEW!! These Jews in this car could have been the reason for his death. I was pressed up against Alice, as we were standing in this over packed car. In all of the corners was the waste of the past three days. No one had eaten since we had gotten on this car, or were forced into it, as was what really happened. We had had no water either, and it was the middle of summer. The stench of the waste and unwashed bodies permeated the car, and was making me lightheaded, and I was standing by a window. I couldn't even imagine what the people in the middle were thinking right now, surrounded by it all.

"Alice, when are we going to wake up?" I asked. Surely this must all be a dream. I would wake up with Edward by my side, and we would plan our wedding. She looked at me sadly." This isn't a dream, Bella. This is a living nightmare. If we survive this, it will only be through the grace of God." "But what about Jasper, Alice? And Emily and Leah? What will happen to them? Will they die too because their mother was a Jew? You aren't even a Jew! Neither am I! The Jews killed him. The only reason for me to live, to get up in the day. They killed my happiness, my love, my life. How am I supposed to forgive them for that? I would happily join the Nazi's, but no. They put me in with the filth that killed my soul. I HATE THEM!"

By this point, both Alice and I were crying. We remembered the brother, and in my case; best friend and lover, who had made us laugh. His beautiful green eyes, his gorgeous bronze hair never tamed by a brush, his infectious smile. The crooked grin he gave to no one else but me. His laugh, which sounded like bells, and his voice, as soft as velvet; still able to turn sharp at a moments notice to protect his family.

There were numerous times when the village children had grouped up and started teasing me and Alice. No one ever teased Rosalie. She was too beautiful, and everyone knew she could take care of herself after the incident with one of the older boys. He ended up with a broken nose. They also knew that if she didn't take care of it, Emmett would. Emmett could, hands down, beat almost every single man in the village in any strength contest. So, they teased Alice and I. Jasper was very scholarly, so was not around most of the time. Edward, on the other hand, was one of the smartest boys in class without even studying. He, because of how protective he was, would follow me around. Because I stuck with Alice most of the time, he was there for the both of us. When the village kids decided one day to throw rocks at us, he was there to cause several black eyes and bloody noses, as well as numerous sprained dignities. Luckily, all of the parents of the village were too embarrassed to start any blood feuds or anything.

As Alice and I were reminiscing about him, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a little girl sinking unsteadily to her knees. "Mommy, I don't feel so good. Mommy!" The poor girl's mother had collapsed hours ago, spent I suppose from whatever they had gone through. No one had the heart to tell the little girl her mother couldn't hear her anymore, and the child had continued talking to her for a while. Then she seemed to recognize her mother was "asleep" and was quiet. Right now, however, I noticed how pale this kid's face was, and how she had a thin sheen of sweat on her face. "Alice! What's happening?!" Alice merely looked at me, and then at the child. I quickly spun around and swooped the girl up into my arms. "Sweetheart, are you okay?" I asked quickly, trying to keep her talking for as long as possible. "I don't feel so good. I'm dizzy." I was struck in horror. I had not realized there were any children in the car until now. I looked around and saw, to my disbelief, almost half the people in this car were kids. How could the Nazi's do this? These children were innocent, even if their parents weren't. Then it struck me. The Jews were simply trying to stay alive. It wasn't their fault he was dead, it was the very people he was recruited into being a part of. The Nazi's were the evil.

A/N: Ah, my children. This story is sad, yes? It may or may not get better… Depends upon what you want! :D Review please! I would like reviews before I update again. I mean, I will update, probably later today actually. If you review, I will… I will send you Edward's Nazi uniform! Okay? grins Edward a Nazi. Oh the poor people…