Edward POV

I swim up through the murky depths. My mind is a wildfire of hope.

Maybe someone's lived. It's not likely though.

As my head breaks above the still surface, I take a deep breath, expelling the stale air from my lungs. I smell the air. Nothing new. Just the smouldering remains of a nearby city that I can't name due to the amount of destruction that it has been subject to.

*Sigh* such a waste. Why did we have to end up with this unhappy conclusion? I start to wander towards the smoking mess that is a few miles away. Maybe someone has survived. Again, not likely.

…step…

…step…

…..step…

I'm thirsty. Maybe the wildfire of hope that I felt was just a wildfire of thirst. The chance that anyone is going to be in any state that they can help me is only if they are human; and I am not disrespecting Carlisle's wishes now…

Carlisle, my family. All gone.

I fall to my knees. Remembering what happened. I feel the same sadness that Bella felt when I left her.

She'd told me, and also shared her memories about the time just after I left her in the woods.

She crumpled like a paper doll on to the woodland floor, silent in her shock. She couldn't gather the energy to answer anyone, even when they were calling her name. She couldn't get out of the daze that she was in for ages. Only when Jacob came into her life.

I crumple to the ground . I fall silent in shock. I can't seem to get out of the daze that I have slipped into.

The ground is wet.

I smell a new smell…

It's wine…?

Squirrel POV

OMG! WTF? How bad is my luck? I have just staggered upon ANOTHER mad shiny humanoid!? Aww man. I luuuurve him. So hot!

Mmm …Wine…

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W…w…wait. He's just stood up in the blink of an eye. In a blink of a squirrel eye. He aint blinking at all.

Oh god. I can hear the other Humanoid calling a name. I should go… whoops; note to squirrel self, NEVER become drunk while in the vicinity of a thorny… thorny… umm… Oh, I know, Rose bush. A red rose bush.

Edward POV

I found the source of the wine smell. It's a drunken squirrel. Yep, I said that right, a drunken squirrel.

You know, somehow, I think that drinking HIS blood might not help my thirst; it might even have the opposite effect. I shoot onto my feet with superhuman speed. I follow him with my eyes as he looks into mine.

I hear my name shouted by Bella. It's probably my messed up mind creating fantasies.

I see the squirrel fall into the spikey bush.

I notice that it's a rose bush at the same time that I hear my name again. As if possessed, I call out Bella's name, and speed towards the sound.

(A/N. Hi everyone. Sorry that this chapter has taken sooo long, but I ran out of ideas for a while. PLEEEEEEEASSSSE review. If you do, then I will send you a sneak peek of the next chapter. Also, can I say a big thanks to Tiffany 'n' Peyton, liveyourlife723 and also 4MeJasper for being amazing, helpful, and sympathetic. 3 U all.