As the weeks turned to months, Edward decided to visit Bella, he knew Alice was fanatical about putting flowers on her grave weekly and figured it was time for him to do the same. It had been six months since she died and he felt it was his responsibility to go see her, if nothing more then to prove to himself she was really gone and it wasn't all some sick dream. Walking up to her grave he felt sick, as if it was too soon and he knew it wasn't. He hadn't been here since he first left after the funeral, but this time he felt this nagging feeling in him to stay. He sat down next to the headstone and traced the letters, letting it all burn into his brain -- knowing he'd never forget.

"Bella I know you wanted this, to die without me being there. Without me watching but how could you think I wouldn't want to be there? I just don't understand. Why would she do this? Why would she do it alone? She knew I would have been there for her. I could have helped or Carlisle…" " He said into the wind, never expecting an answer, but got one.

"Because she knew it would tear you apart to watch her die and be helpless to stop it. As for Carlisle we both know he couldn't have changed things and would have felt guilt because of it. Bella didn't want that and a part of you knows it. She loved you, she loved all of us and that meant loving you enough to walk away." She said and Edward turned to her, the pain evident on his face.

"But she did it alone! She went through everything alone. The diagnosis, the treatment ALONE! How could she think I'd want it this way? How could she believe I would want it this way, us being apart when she needed me most." He said and wrapped his arms around his knees as he rested his head. It was all still so much for him --- even as a vampire.

"She did what she thought was best. You know Bella better then anyone and you know that's what she's do. I'm sure she wasn't happy about her choice, God knows how much she loved you and I'm sure leaving you like that broke her heart. But she thought it was best, it was her choice and she tried to do what she felt was right with what she had to work with." She said and sat next to him and took a breath. "I know I can't imagine the pain you feel, but know we all love you and miss her too. Don't push us away." She said and he nodded. He knew Esme was right and he was trying, but it was hard. There was this hole in him he couldn't get rid of. Being close to his family was hard because he couldn't love anymore. It wasn't in him, and he knew it would ever be possible for his dead heart to feel again. It died when Carlisle changed him, and didn't beat again until he met Bella, and now that she was gone it would never beat again.

He left Esme at the cemetery and started walking, and ended up in Port Angeles at 2 in the morning, wandering the streets where he once found Bella. Where he saved her from a couple of drunk guys and it was like he was there again, following them. Trying to save her before it was too late. As he walked he felt like he was in a fog, like something was pulling him to a certain part of town and went there. And then he seen what was pulling him.

"Bella," he said when he seen the girl heading down the darkened street, carrying a bag of groceries. Her dark hair was hiding her face. So he kept following her, that's when he seen them, the same guys that went to attack Bella all those years ago and he had to help her, to stop them. He had to save Bella.

"Hey get away from her, she's ours." One of the guys yelled and Edward turned on them, anger evident in his eyes and then he seen it -- they weren't cowering. They weren't afraid of him, because they were like him -- vampires. Edward looked at them and then at Bella, and seen it wasn't her. She wasn't his Bella, she was just someone with the same dark brown hair, that was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"Run," he said and jumped at the three vampires trying his best to save her. Be the hero Bella always seen him as and not the bad guy. As the girl ran away Edward tried to keep them distracted, tried to do his best to save her and that meant fighting with them. As Edward watched to make sure she got away he didn't see them jump at him, holding him down as the other one started to tear him apart. He knew what was coming, three on one was hard to win in the right frame of mind, let alone when you are consumed with a ghost. He should have been angry or even afraid of his fate but he wasn't. He knew this was what she meant, he'd know when it was his time. He needed to save that girl, protect her from the vampires ripping him apart and he would be rewarded by seeing his Bella again.

Alice and Jasper showed up with Emmet and Carlisle as the flame died down and the ashes started to disappear in the wind. They watched as the last flint of someone's jacket could be seen as the vampires disappeared into the night air. Alice went over and found a scrap of paper, and stepped out the lingering embers. Love Always, Bella was the only thing visible anymore and she knew it was too late. Edward was gone and this was her proof, knowing her brother never let those letters out of his sight.

"We're too late," Emmet screamed and Alice shook her head. "They killed him." He continued and she just kept shaking her head holding up the piece of letter.

"They gave him his chance with Bella. He gave up his life for someone else and now he's with the love of his life again. This was how it was meant to be." she said and Jasper pulled her into his arms as Emmet and Carlisle just stood there silently. "He never wanted immortality, he accepted it because it gave him Bella. He promised he wouldn't go the Volturi and he didn't, he did what he felt was right and now he's at peace. I can understand that, can't you?" She said and Carlisle nodded. He knew the pain his son was in and knew he wasn't being tortured by his immortality any longer.

"I don't care, I want my brother back." Emmet screamed.

"And Edward wanted Bella." Jasper said, understanding what Alice meant once he had her in his arms again, hating the feeling of loss when she wasn't within reach. Knowing how much pain Edward was in all the time because Bella was gone. "You didn't feel the pain in him the way I did, the all consuming despair that ripped through him every day that he knew she was gone. That's gone now, don't you want that for him?"

"I know those assholes killed my brother, whether he welcomed it or not! And I assure you they will pay for it." He said and took off after the vampires, following their scent.

"Should we go after him?" Carlisle asked and Alice shook her head.

"He'll be home later, he's just angry and hurting." She said and they headed home, they needed to break the news to Rosalie and Esme and to Charlie.

Esme took the news the hardest as to be expected, he was her son, and would always be in her heart. She loved him and would mourn him, but part of her understood the loss of someone you loved and knew she couldn't blame him for not fighting harder to live. He had nothing to live for, the same way she felt when she jumped off that cliff. She insisted on having a funeral, and burying him with Bella. Given there was no body, but they dropped in the things that meant the most to him, including the scrap of letter. It was for them, somewhere they could remember the departed and mourn them like everyone mourned Bella.

Charlie was determined to find the people who did it, even though there was no evidence left behind and no body. He wasn't surprised when the Cullen family asked to 'burry their son' with Bella. In his heart he knew its where Edward belonged.

"I just wished they had more time with one another, I know they loved each other." He said as he stood at the funeral with Carlisle and Esme.

"More then any two people I have ever known." Carlisle said and hugged his wife tighter to his side. As everyone filed off, it was easy to tell the humans from Vampires. The pale skinned, covens of Carlisle's friends from the humans he knew from Forks. But that didn't matter, no one interrupted the ceremony or tried to make things worse -- there was too much grief for that. Everyone was still struck by the loss of Edward Cullen beloved son and friend.

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A/N: This is the end...I originally had an epilogue, but somehow it turned into the Prolgoue as I told the story a little out of order....I hope you all enjoyed it, and dont hate me too much. This is part of the reason I posted it finished, so you could understand why it ended the way it did.