I'm sorry this is taking so long but I have too much to think about right now to write. I am being a bad author and I apologize.

Wind rushed through my ears and the sound of my own heartbeat thumped in my head. My hair was whipped across my face as I soared. My legs didn't move. It was like I was free, finally free . . .

Then I realized what must have happed. Brent. He killed me. I was dead, flying away to a place far beyond the earth that I had never called home. I wondered what he had done to me before I died.

As I shuddered, I became aware of another part of my surroundings that I hadn't acknowledged earlier. Someone was carrying me. Two arms held me up as I moved, suspended in the air. The side of my body met what felt like a stone wall. I felt weightless.

I forced my eyes open, I hadn't noticed that they were shut, and looked around. Everything seemed to blur together into one large mass of black. An occasional light skreak would flash before me, only to be swept away again. The only thing I could tell for sure was that I was moving incredibly fast. Already, I was becoming sick.

However, before I closed my eyes, I glanced straight up above me. I made out the dim profile if a man. He had a hard, square jaw and a sharp nose. His features were perfectly carved into pale skin that seemed to shine in the moonlight. The angel's face was vaguely familiar. I simply couldn't quite place where I had seen him before.

His chest didn't seem to be moving. Never once, in the few seconds that I was watching him, did a single breath move in or out of his lungs. If he hadn't been holding me in his strong arms and darting between trees with lithe, graceful steps, I would have thought he was a statue.

I soon became aware of the throbbing on the back of my head where it had struck the fence. There was also a sharp ache in my jaw. When I tried to open my mouth to say something, a searing pain ran through my face, and I let out a desperate gasp. This only caused it to hurt more.

Suddenly, the angel's eyes flitted down to meet mine. A sharp flash of sparkling black was all that I saw through the darkness.

"It's okay," he said in a strained voice that still managed to sound like velvet. "You're safe now . . ." And with that my eyes drifted closed and I let the numbness consume my body once more.

Everything felt warm and comfortable. I was lying on my back on some very soft surface. It all seemed too good to be true. I was finally free of that horrible world without love. Now I was here, wherever here was, safe and liberated. I was becoming aware of voices coming from around me.

". . . it seems like a fairly clean break." A male's voice was saying calmly. "That's good. We won't have to wire her jaw shut."

A cold hand pressed itself gently to the place where my neck met my head.

"You're sure the anaesthesia is working, right Carlisle?" Whispered the same anxious voice I had heard before. My angel was still here with me.

"You worry too much."The man named Carlisle replied. "She's going to be fine. Just go outside and get some fresh air. And if you refuse to go, at least tell me what happened."

"I am not leaving her" he growled under his breath, sounding terrifying. "I want to know who he was. I only heard the end of what happened. There was a boy and he was telling Bella that he would make her mind off of everything that happened . . . I want to know what did happen to her. Then he pressed her against the fence and kissed her. I didn't want to stop him yet. What if she wanted him to? Then it looked like she bit his tongue. He broke off and told her she would pay for doing that. I was about to go after him but he punched her in the jaw. So I took him down and སྭ"

"YOU WHAT!" Carlisle shouted.

"He's still alive," my angel said, defensively. "Against my better judgement I didn't kill him. I would have though. After what he did to Bella . . . he's still there on the pavement. We need to send Alice to clean up. Bella is also going to need a cover story. I'm assuming that she won't want to tell the world what happened.

"Don't stress yourself out too much." Another voice was added to the jumble in my head. It sounded like tiny bells, yet it was quiet and subdued. "I took care of everything, already."

"I didn't even know you were here, Alice" the angel snarled from beside me. "Why didn't you see this? I could have been there sooner. I could have stopped him. I could have . . ."

"Well I'm sooooo sorry that I was paying more attention to Jasper's future." She said in and annoyed tone. "I think you'd like to know that she's listening to every word we are saying."

"Bella? Bella, can you hear me?" His worried voice sounded closer than it was before. Cool fingers brushed along my face. "You're safe now. Don't be afraid. I won't ever let him touch you again . . ."

I smiled lightly in response to his words. I felt so comforted. It was just like Brent had made me feel at first. He had taken care of me for the first time in my life.

"Carlisle is a doctor and he's going to fix you jaw for you." My angel spoke in a soothing tone. His cool breath tickled my ear. "Don't be afraid. You won't feel a thing."

I sensed something being inserted into my arm at the crease of my elbow. A numbing sensation soon filled my body. I drifted off into a dreamless sleep, blissfully unaware of what Carlisle was doing to the inside of my mouth.

I really was going to try and make this chapter longer but there is too much other stuff going on. I just wanted to give you guys something since it's taken so long. Review and I might update sooner next time.