((AN: I will update two or three more times today and tomorrow, just because some of you are worth it. And don't worry about the Swine Flu. The news agencies just want you to think it's the end for ratings, and everyone else just wants something big to happen to make their lives seem interesting. ))

Edward

I got off the plane, somewhere in Germany. I couldn't stand it, and missed my connecting flight. Monster. I ran through the damp streets, their thoughts screaming at me. I didn't make it far before I ran to an alley, and clutched my head in my hands. Just to Italy. All I need to do is get to Italy. And then I could close my eyes. I was so tired. In so much pain . The guilt was burning me.

In my distraction, I didn't notice the large man come corner me in. His eyes scanned my clothes, and mind thought of money. A whore followed him closely. I could smell the sweat on her. It was disgusting. The man cocked the gun he pulled from his pocket, I stayed still, face down. He yelled some meaningless slur of words, waving his metal as if he had power. He was no king. The whores mind went to money, and then another human. Her child. Monster. I didn't register what I was doing until I did it. I was standing up..And I looked down to see the fat man on the ground, head smashed flat by the wall. There was so much blood. My hunger screamed to me to take the whore, who seemed to be frozen in fear. I grabbed her by the neck, and brought her to me. The mascara she wore ran down her cheeks, and she blubbered in English of how she didn't want to die. Her head flashed to the gun, to thoughts of yelling. I held her by the neck, and lifted her off the ground, and she began to choke. Thoughts of what she never got to do. Thoughts of the men she slept. Disgusting and typical. I wanted her to die. Monster. But then her thoughts flashed to the child. What would happen to the child, and who would take care of her. I dropped her, and backed into the wall, breathing hard. She looked at me with fear, and a slight bit of confusion. I had blood on my hands, on my face. I looked at her, shaking. Removing my coat, I threw it at her, and she flinched in fear. Monster.
"Take my wallet, use the money and the cards to take your girl somewhere where a child belongs." I choked out. She didn't move. She just stared. I growled. She stood. She let her fears show. I turned away from her.
"If you're not out of the city, or you return to your ways, I will kill your daughter, and let you watch."I was shaking as I said it. My eyes tightly closed. And I ran.

Far. Fast. Monster. I was losing control. I fell to the ground , in an open field, far from anyone's eyes. My skin was on fire, and my head felt clouded. I layed there for a moment closing my eyes, embracing the burn, memories of her arms in my head, the dirty mans blood on my face and pants. There was no doubt in my mind any longer. And my feet were carrying me to Italy, before I even opened my eyes.

Bella

When I awoke we were on the plane. I turned to see Carlisle next to me, watching me carefully. I then turned to my aisle side to see Alice standing, and offering me her hand. I accepted. She led me to the airplane bathroom, and shut us in. She turned to me with curiosity in her eyes. This meant she didn't know what I was going to say. I took a deep breath.
"Alice. How far are we?" I asked.
She frowned. "About four hours. We'll run from Germany. " Suddenly I felt useless, and angry. I was just some puppet to maneuver around. A toy to lure Edward back with. I felt nauseous. I turned my head and threw up in the toilet. Alice was instantly holding my back. I wiped my mouth and turned to her. My hands were shaking, my breath unsteady.
"I can't lose him Alice. Everyone else doesn't matter. I can't be without him. We made plans. Everything was planned." I choked. Her eyes clouded with sadness, when we heard a knock on the door. Alice opened it to Jasper, who stared her deeply in the eyes. She left, leaving me confused. He shut the door, and his golden eyes set upon me. He felt everything I felt. He knew. His offered his arms to me, and I went to them and started to sob.
"It's my fault." I sobbed.
"You were in pain." He said softly.
"I did this to him."
"You did not. He did this for you." He replied.
"He's going to die. How could he have done this for me."
Jasper's jaw tightened.
"Bella, you are his everything. He'd do anything for you. You made him happy. He's always been alone. You just need to show him how much you need him, and he'll come back to protect you." He whispered. He unraveled his arms from mine, and patted my hair, frowning. He left then, leaving me alone. And then it came to me. It was clear what I had to do. I smiled, and left the restroom. I'm coming Edward.