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EPOV

Now I was afraid that something had happened to Isabella. Afraid that I come to save her only to fail; afraid that I had already failed in what Bella wanted me to do.

"Bella, you have to come with me." I looked into her face, anxious of her reply.

"Why?" she asked, seeing the worried look in my eyes.

"Because…Alice had a vision…there's going to be an accident."

Recognition came over her wrinkled features. This was something she still remembered quite well.

"Let's go, then." she grabbed my arm and a small embroidered bag, and pulled me out of her apartment and into the hall. I followed her at her pace, which was somewhat slower than it used to be, until we made it to the ground floor. We hailed a taxi, and I told her the location that it was going to occur at.

My phone rang, so I answered it.

"Hello?"

"Edward?" It was Alice.

"Yes, are you finished shopping?" After I said this, Bella tugged on my sleeve, and asked me if it was Alice.

"Yes." I replied.

Alice must of heard me reply to Bella, "Who are you talking to Edward?"

"Alice….It's Bella." I had to pull the phone away from my ear for a few seconds after the power of that squeal. Bella chuckled lightly beside me. "Alice says 'Hi'" I told her.

"Oh, I guessed as much," she replied, chocolate eyes sparkling.

"Why'd you call, Alice?"

"I just wanted to see how things were."

"They're fine, we're going to get Isabella as we speak."

"Well then…talk to you later, Edward…the cake designer is here."

I hung up the phone, laughing under my breath, and put it into my pocket. Bella was looking out the car window, and pointed to our far left, "That's it, right…two streets over's where it's going to happen?"

I nodded, and our Taxi began to head that way.

I hadn't been listening to the cab driver's thoughts…I been to preoccupied listening to Bella talk, and Alice's phone call…but now, I knew something wasn't right.

My chest…I heard him think. Then, I heard him start to scream, and I knew that I was too late.

I was in the taxi that was going to kill Isabella.

Thick glass separated me from the driver, and the hole I created was too small to get through. Bella was oddly quiet and calm as I struggled to find a way to stop the taxi from going any further.

We were going way too fast, and the tires were squealing an the asphalt, people on the sides of the street were staring as we went by. The buildings kept zooming past us, I saw Isabella; then we began to flip over.

We hit several cars in front of us, and the momentum of the hit pushed us forward. I tried to hold Bella so that she would not hurt herself as we flipped, but she somehow managed to hit her head. She began to bleed from a small cut on her head, and blood began to come out of her nose. I held my breath. Just a few seconds ago, we had been laughing on the phone with Alice…now…

The taxi stopped moving. I jumped from the wreckage as fast as I could, wrenching the door from its frame; my own personal jaws of life. I pulled an unconscious and bleeding Bella out with me, and set her gently on the ground. I had to find Isabella.

I looked around me, several vehicles were on fire, and sirens were quickly approaching. I only had a few seconds to find her.

I saw something…wedged between the broken end of a car and its fender. Isabella. I ran and pulled her from underneath the twisted metal…but it wasn't her.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, furious, but I had to keep my mind straight. I kept looking, and searched the minds of other people; hoping they had seen her. I ran back to where we had begun flipping...and there she was, this time I was sure. She was lying on the ground. Her ribs, broken, and legs bent into abnormal angles. There was a pool of blood.

I knew what I had to do to save her…but I couldn't do it here. I scooped her off of the bloody asphalt, and ran at full speed back to Bella, added her to my arms, and ran out of the streets. At this moment, I didn't care if anyone saw me; I needed to save them.