Chapter 9: What's Left of me

Author's Note: First I would like to apologize for the delay. Here is chapter nine finally. In the last chapter Edward finds out what Isabella is. He finds out about the wolves and part of his own family history. In this chapter we experience, what is like for Isabella without Edward in her life. I hope that you all like this chapter; it took me a lot to finish it. I wish I could tell you all the stuff that has happened to me in between chapters but that is another book all together.

Well here goes nada…

Emmett Swan

Born: Emmett McCarthy

Human Birth: 1915

New Birth: 1935

Emmett loves being a Vampire and his favorite part of his new life is his wife Rosalie. They fit each other perfectly because Emmett is sweet, easy going, and aggressively child like. Rosalie is too serious, hates being a Vampire and they only thing about this life she truly loves is her husband and her family.

Rosalie Swan:

Born: Rosalie Hale

Human Birth: 1915

New Birth: 1933

Bella and Alice saved Rosalie; she was being attacked by a group of human males. Bella killed most of the man that attacked her leaving only her fiancée alive. Later Rosalie took her time getting her own revenge. Rosa lucked out and found Emmett a few years later and they have found in each other love and comfort.

I didn't give Emmett or Rosalie much of a past since I do not plan on extending his character. Alice and Jasper are my next target and I want to work on Renesmee and Jacob. I hope Emmett and Rosalie Fans forgive me but I am not a big fan of their love story. However I love Jazz and Alice, there is tenderness in the way they came together that I cannot help but LOVE.

"Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need to know of hell."
-Emily Dickinson

Walking away from his words was the most painful thing, I have experienced in a long while. Alice was still waiting for me in the forest, with her ever-faithful and eternal lover by her side. The jealousy that gripped me was overwhelming, Jasper held her hand and even in that simple gesture, I could see the devotion in this man. Jasper loves Alice more than he himself understood; I could read in him the deepest kind of need to be near her at all times. To the point of anxiousness, like if she wasn't in his sight, life would turn dark and never be light again. She was his light, his north star; she was all that was good and pure in his world.

"I am grateful to have seen him again. However I am no fool, this man is not my William. He is just a ghost of a happy and terrible past; I will not disturb his peace any longer." I spoke determinately knowing all of Alice's arguments, before she said any out loud.

"Bells please don't go." Alice pleaded knowing that her words would fall on deaf ears.

"You already know, how I am going to answer Alice. I will not change my mind. I cannot bear to be the cause of his destruction again. He was never meant to be mine; I think I understand that now." I hugged my best friend tightly. "Please ask our family; not to follow me. I need time to be alone."

Jasper held his tongue; however I could read his mind clearly. Jasper believed that our existence was a blessing. 'I wouldn't have Alice, if I had not lived a few additional centuries. I would live every horror again for a moment of her love, let alone an eternity. If that boy loves you and I know that he does, as strange as it sounds his love for you is old, unbearable, all consuming. He is IT Bells. He loves you and I'm sure that he will feel the same way I do." Jasper's words hit my stubborn walls; I smiled at my bother and hugged him tightly.

"You are a terrifying man Jasper, you never voice much but when you do." I chucked. "You could convince a mountain to step aside. Now imagine the worst possible thing happening to your Alice. Then tell me would you rip yourself apart to keep her from it. We were cursed from the beginning, William and I. My selfishness destroyed him; I alone annihilated his happiness and took away his life. This time… he will be able to caress his child and this time he will know love. He is almost William's age when he died; I can't see him be hurt." Jasper could feel the enormity of my agony, he held me tighter and Alice joined him. I was tempted to stay within the protection of the people who love me, I stood in there embrace a minute longer needing the support to force myself to walk away forever. 'I could never be around anyone again; eternity would be a lonely place, once He is gone. Than I would find a way… don't think about it… Alice will see.'

"Tell Esme and Carlisle that I could not have asked for better parents, even if I resurrected my own. Tell Emmett that I will miss whooping his ass and tell Rosa that I love her despite her bitchiness." I laid my head on Jasper's chest and smiled trying to keep a light tone. Jasper was the closest thing to a big brother who I could always ask for help. When Emmett was an aggressive bear that kicked my butt, made me play football, roll in the dirt and forget myself a bit. Jasper kept most of my secrets because his gift gave him access to things I wouldn't show. He was Alice's Soul mate and both were my most beloved siblings.

"What should I tell my husband? What should I tell myself? When tomorrow you don't return and Emmett has to drive us in his monstrosity." Alice whispered, her hands clenched onto jasper's back, she had hidden herself behind her towering husband.

"Tell him that he is the greatest big brother, that although I interact much more with Em, he means the world to me. And to You…I would say thank you. Thank you for your gift, for saving me each day and for loving me even before we met. Thank you because I was meant to see him again one last time." All I regretted at the moment was not seeing his face smiling instead of scolding me. I wanted to go up to his room after he slept and give him a kiss, to touch his cherubic face, but I knew I did not have the strength.

"Alice could you, do one thing for me? Please" I turned and asked one last thing from her.

"Anything" Alice answered fervently

"Please look ahead and show me if he is going to be happy. I know that it takes a lot of energy to do it, but I'm going to selfish and still ask this of you. I need to know that he will be better with or without me. I want to know if our life would be happier, if I stayed. Would we have a chance if... I stay. William's soul resides in him; I could feel it calling my own. He is what is left of my soul and I don't want to taint it." A last human frailty in me, to hope for the impossible to be possible and I wanted to indulge it, to save the 'what ifs' of eternity.

Alice pressed her small frame against her husband, almost reclining into him; she closed her eyes and chanted her mantra, an old sonnet she memorized in Latin. 'Dum spirare vel videre potero,tuus vivet amor'.Is an adaptation of two lines we read in Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare . It's roughly translated to: "So long as I can breathe or see, so long lives your love which gives life to me" Jasper's first words of love to her. Jazz wouldn't tell what it meant she set out discovered the meaning. Alice spent two weeks learning and mastering the Latin, now she speaks better than he does.
The images were murky, his future was too tied to my decisions when I wavered in my resolve I saw my worst nightmare. Edward was perfectly still, the way only a predator stands, time stopped for him and his eyes were the deepest crimson. His features beautiful and frightening, there was pain, anger and aggression in his features. I did not want to see the target of his hatred. "Stop" I whispered, unable to see anymore. Than Alice looked into his future again and with the decision firm in my mind; his life was different, we could see him going about his normal life. His life was murky at parts, casted into the shadows that his wolf friends, being part of his life brought. The last image that I pulled from Alice's mind was one of his face was bright with happiness; he smiled from ear to ear.

"Izzy Nothing is clear, because his decisions are in chaos; I told you that your lives are inter-connected. His decisions affect you and yours affect him." Alice looked into the immediate future; Edward seems utterly devastated when Alice gives him the news of my departure. 'I'm sorry Edward; I do not know where she is. She is keeping me out.' Alice's face looks sadder than I have ever seen it in ages, his was of utter agony.

"He is young and humans are able to move on and change. They are not as unmovable as us, maybe now he will feel that way. However I believe that he will eventually forget me and will go on. He will marry; he will have a son which he will be able to love. Unlike my Benjamin, this time he will know his child and no one will part them. I have to believe that I am doing this for his happiness, that Edward will live Alice." I wanted to be burned to ashes at the moment and dissipate into the wind, to be forgotten, erased. I wanted to cry and curse the entire world; however I still belonged to him and the feeling that if I harmed myself, I was failing him all over again. Time would erase his pain and it would only increase mine, I would forever be trapped in this agony, until the day he died than that day, I would find a way to free myself too.

Alice turned into her husband's embrace, burying her face in his chest as I turned to leave; Jasper held her tight and smiled weakly at me. "See you soon Izzy." My brother said full of uncertainty

"See you soon." I said and bolted as fast as my speed would allow me, I don't know for how long I ran, I just know that I ran until I collapse in an unknown area somewhere in the arctic. I laid on the cold ground and allowed the falling snow to bury me and this time I called my memories to me. I welcomed the agonizing head ache; the explosion of pain that surrounded me as the images of my human past came rushing towards me. "Edward" I whispered as I reached the end of my dark tunnel, his face disappeared into the darkness of my mind.

January, 2, 1607...

"Where is my father?" I screamed as I ran down the hall to his chamber. A stable boy had found me on the way home from meeting William and urgently asked me to hurry to his side. My father was in a hunting accident, a shot scared his horse sending father flying several feet.

When I entered his chambers, I saw Marie knelled down beside my father her head buried on his chest. Her Agony told me, that which I was not ready to accept. My father was gone, that I would never see him again, that his laughter was gone forever. I would never hear his calming voice or his stern voice ever again. He would never hug me reassuringly, he had left me alone and unprotected. Little did I know that Renee was already planning my entire future, since my father was not in her way anymore? Now I would pay for existing she amused herself thinking. I ran to his side and I climbed the bed hysterically.

"Papa, please wake up! Papa please I beg you don't leave me; I have so much to tell you. Come on papa say something." Eventually I laid myself next to Marie across his chest and I cried with all the pain the gripped my very soul. My mother walked into the room and tried removing Marie from my father's side, grabbing her harshly by her arm.

"Let me be, you devil woman, just let me be. Can't you see, you won I have nothing now! Just let me grief." My mother let her go in an uncommon moment of compassion. Marie returned to her earlier position and her sobs mirrored my own. Renee had yet to shed a single tear, however my nana cried like her heart had been ripped right out of her chest. That night I realized just how much she truly loved him. I reached for her face, just lifting it slightly to look into her eyes.

"Thank You for loving him Nana." I said to her and she let out a strangled sob.

William entered the room like a madman and at the sight of my father's body his tears flowed from him in torrents. He leaned against the door frame and all his entire body shook with sorrow. He walked over to me and I launched myself into his awaiting arms. I sobbed into his shirt, William caressed my hair and I felt his tears wetting my head. He held me in his arms for what seemed like hours. Eventually we were able to convince Mary to move to a chair, where she brought her knees up to her chest and kept her silent crying. Her face looked haggard, the pain seemed to have aged her a few years and the look in her eyes was vacant, she seemed to have lost the ability to see beyond this horrible day. I laid myself next to father, while William took Marie's old position next to father. William tried several times but I would not be moved.

"Oh father, why did you leave us, I have much yet to tell you so much. I wanted you to know, how much I have always loved you, how grateful I am that you took me in. No one could have prayed for a better father. Thank you for saving my life." William buried his face on father's chest and sobbed uncaring if we all heard him, Until that moment his tears had fallen silently, however he was now letting his pain out loud. "I wanted to repay you for all you have done for me. I wanted to ask your permission to marry my Bella. Now I will never know if you would have approved of our love. Did you know that I love her? I do, I love her more than I can ever explain to another person. I have always loved her and she is in every corner of my soul, and remarkably enough Father she loves me." William looked up at me, as I stared at him while he confessed out loud our secret.

"He would be delighted, Charles loved you both more than you could ever imagine. He was a loving man and life was never fair to him." Marie said and the words seemed to be forced out of her. She was so fragile; I had never seen anyone in as much pain. It showed in all her actions, her eyes reflected more pain than I could ever understand at the point in my life. Time kept its insistent pace and we buried my father. The world seemed to be crumbling at my feet, on the outside I was respectful, and composed was my demeanor in front of company. However alone I was just pieces of myself, only Marie and William felt the same consuming pain that I did. Mother seemed more energized than ever, she even seemed happier.

Weeks passed and Marie was never the same after father's death. She remained a very loving woman nevertheless her light was gone, she seemed only half alive. When she did smile, I sometimes caught her tearing and I would find her in father's chambers cleaning his things as if her were still alive. Mother had closed the door and had deemed the room off limits, but Marie, William and I would sneak in whenever we missed him. On one evening I found Marie re-folding some of father's shirts and she said to me. "I want to keep his things, the way he liked them." Then she hugged his shirt and kissed it lovingly.

I started to read Father's journals and one day I learned that; he too had loved Marie from the young age of 15. In one entry he wrote:

''Marie is an angel in every way; I only wish I could express how much I have learned to love her over the years.'

At the age of 17 years old, a young man had come into town and proposed to Marie. Father in his desperation drunkenly confessed his love to her and learned that she too loved him. Father proposed to her and they set out to get married, unfortunately her lowly upbringing and her station in life was not what grandfather Swan wanted his son to marry. With threats and a lot of trickery he managed to make my father marry Renee, forcing them to love in secret.

My father married as grandfather desired, however he could not live without Marie and she after a lot of refusals gave into him. Father wrote that in his heart he was only married to her, that he could not touch Renee, without feeling guilt. I was baffled by this piece of information and spent the entire night reading through all his journal entries. In the summer of 1589, my father's entry was joyous to say the least.

'My Marie is with child; I pray the Lord will grant us a healthy child. I wish for a girl as beautiful as my angel, with her dark curls, sweet eyes, and full of her kindness. I cannot express the happiness that fills me; a child of my beloved is going to come into this world. I only regret that she is not my legitimate wife. What I wouldn't give to be her husband in the laws of man, because by God I know that she is my wife in his eyes, as she is in my heart.'

I stopped reading with a start the book falling out of my hands, than I resumed reading with renewed enthusiasm. For months Father had agonized by the horrible plan that Renee had proposed when she found out the news of Marie's pregnancy. She wanted to pass the child as her own, to safe the family name from disgrace. Both Marie and Father reluctantly agreed that it would be best if the child was legitimate and eligible to inherit. Marie sacrificed her rights as a mother, with the condition that she never separate from her child, she would remain by the child side as a caretaker. She made yet another sacrifice to protect someone she loved. 'Marie has given birth to a girl. Isabella Marie Swan. She is an angelic child, with dark brown eyes and skin as white as snow. Her hair like her mother's, dark and softer than silk, She already smiles. My child is brilliant, beautiful and loved beyond words. I found her latched on to her mother's bosom today; suckling happily and Marie cried kissing her forehead. My precious angel cries for she will never hear Isabella, call her Mama. What a useless man I have become that I cannot protect what I love.'

February, 13, 1607

"Marie is my real mother." I told William under our tree.

"What?" William asked wide eyed.

"I read it in Father's journals; they loved each other very much, from a very young age. My grandfather separated them, my father was too afraid of what he might do to Marie and her family. He was forced to marry Renee but he never touched her as a woman, he could only love Marie. She is my mother Will, my mother! Renee is only a cruel stranger. You see I have always had my mother's love and I didn't even know it." I said through the flow of tears and a smile. William cleaned my face of those tears and kissed me deeply.

"What will you do?" Will asked and I tried to get my heart to start beating again. His kisses had become almost consuming with their passion and my whole body burned, screamed at me for something more. Something I couldn't put into words and I couldn't even begin to understand.

"I know not. She is my mother, I am happy beyond words. However I know not how to proceed." The dilemma was eating at me and I could not form a decision. "William, could you just kiss me once more, as a celebration to this wonderful secret." I asked leaning into him.

"As you wish, my love" William said in a husky voice. When his lips embraced mine I moaned deeply into his lips, he tried to stop the kiss but I pressed myself closer to him. Molding my body to very line of his, he kept his hands at his sides, holding back. I rose to my knees still in his embrace and pressed myself against his chest, my heart raced and I couldn't seem to get close enough.

"Bella, Please don't." William managed to say but I kept firm in my attack, I took his big hand in mine and pressed it to my cheek.

"I need you William, I can't explain it. My body it burns when you touch me, but I want to burn more, it feels wonderful." I said to him my eyes closed, lips parted in anticipation. Than as I opened my eyes I saw the affect my words had on him. His eyes were focused on my lips, than my neck and then the swell of my breast. Every glance like a feathers touch, a pooling heat started between my thighs, my eyes felt heavy, my breaths harsh and shallow, and my breast felt heavy and sensitive.

"Could you touch me?" I whispered.

William was like a man possessed his hands caressed my profile, than he traced my lips with his thumb, his touch send me spiraling in pleasure, I arched my back as his hands traced down my neck to my waist. He brushed his lips against mine and then kissed me with more force than he had ever. I gasped and he inserted his tongue into my mouth, at first I was startled, however as he explored my mouth I melted into his touch. I followed his lead and kissed him back as well as I could. Unconsciously I took his hands in mine and pressed them against my aching breast, William stopped the kiss abruptly, his eyes wide and I smiled but at him like a drunken woman. I could feel his discomfort, but the pleasure from his kiss gave me that push I needed. I pressed my lips against his again, pressing his hands harder against my chest. William groaned deeply making me more daring. I slid my hands the entire length of his chest, feeling the hard lines of his body and I shuddered pressing myself closer to him. I wanted to the space between us to disappear; even our clothes my enemy. I needed him and I yearned to feel his touch all over my body, I felt impossibly hotter.

William was still restraining himself, his body was filled with tension and his eyes betrayed his bewildering control. I put my arms around him, exploring his back, kneading his tense muscles, until I felt him surrender. His kisses slowly devour me, it burned me through and through, and the ache, that unfamiliar ache between my legs grew to the point of pain. I needed to be relieved; William placed me laying cross his lap, one arm on my waist and the other upon my bodice. I was startled to feel William tugging at the bodice of my gown, in second I was exposed to his greedy eyes. I felt myself blush deeply, as I read the hunger in his eyes, he leisurely gaze ran over me. I struggled to remain still, feeling self-conscious and embarrassed.

"William, don't look at me like that. It's embarrassing." He smiled wickedly at me, his smirk making me wet between my legs. I gasped feeling the moister grow, feeling more and more mortified.

"Why ever not? Your breast are magnificent my love." William's gaze was predatory and I could feel the excitement rising within him. The man loved to tease and now was no exception.

"They are not! The dressmaker is always saying, how odious they are. For as long as I can remember, Renee has said, 'Well little Isabella, you have been cursed with a commoners body.' Then she smiles to herself and adds. 'You know what profession those bodies are good for.' Oh the breast are too big and the hips to wide." I mocked in amused irritation.

"They are beautiful, you are beautiful. Cara Mia." This was his serious answer.

"You cruelly tease me now, Will how?" Placing his index finger on my lips William stopped my little tirade

"You are glorious my love." His hand slowly caressed each breast. "You are soft as silk, you taste sweet my dove. You are the sweetest most intoxicating honey." His hands cupped each breast as if weighing them and then slowly he grazed his thumbs over the nipples until they hardened. The surge of pleasure I felt was wondrous, I thought this was the greatest of all pleasures until, William circle one breast with his tongue then the other. I lifted my back of the bed and he took a nipple into his mouth and suckled slowly then the other, then again until I was gyrating my hips up.

"William I cannot take it anymore!" I said urgently, my body felt an unfamiliar, yet strangely known feeling of surrender, a feeling of ecstasy being released through my body. I felt him tense as I went limp in his arms and he kissed my forehead in a gesture of comfort. Wrapping his arms around me he hugged me tightly

"I want to worship you body my angel, however we must wait until we are married." His voice in my ear was but a whispered. He sounded strained, as if he were in pain and was trying to hide that fact.

"We must wed soon my heart, for I do not wish to wait any longer." I whispered in his ear and with what seemed inhuman strength William gently lighted us up. Then he turned to allow me privacy whilst I covered my nudity.

"William will we wed soon?" I asked lacing my bodice as well as I could, without Marie's help.

"We will my love. Soon." Uncertainty colored his voice, nevertheless I was not going to let small obstacles damper my happiness at the thought of being his wife.

On my way back home I encountered Marie, she was walking through the property, holding a gold chain. At the end was a simple ring, made of silver and she held it with such gentleness that it broke my heart to see her kiss it, tears running down her beautiful face.

"Mama." I called to her and she looked up, her eyes alive for the first time in over a month.

"My darling child." She said opening her arms and I stepped into her embrace.

"Nana, do you remember when I use to call you, 'mama'. I refused to call Renee 'mama', because I remember thinking; 'Marie is a much better mama' and you are aren't you?" I laid my head on her shoulder crying.

"There, there my love. There is no need to cry, I am here." She said softly against my hair.

"I know. You have been a good mother to me, and I hope I can repay you for all your love." I wanted to tell her that I knew who she was and that I was proud to be her daughter. Instead I hugged her a bit tighter, kissed her cheek and disentangled myself from her.

"Thank you, Isabella for those words. You can never understand what they mean to me." Marie said to me, tears streaming down her face. I did understand what she meant because even with the knowledge that she was my mother, I could never begin to understand the pain of losing a child.

As we arrived home, I was ushered into my father's study, where mother and Laurent awaited my return. I entered as gracefully as I could, trying to hide the disdain I felt for her atrocious cousin. I could not point it out specifically, however there was something about him that made me uneasy, the way he looks at me. I could almost read his thoughts, all seemed to be filled with malice.

"Where have you been?" Asked Renee from my father's chair. Laurent at her side his hand firmly on her shoulder.

"Riding" I simply answered.

"Well, now that you are here, we must discuss your wedding to Laurent." Declared Renee

"What? I have not agreed to such a thing." I said enraged.

"You have no say in the matter." Responded the devil of a woman

"I do and I will not marry. I refuse to marry him. You cannot make me!" I felt complete despair, at the smugness in her expression.

"But I can my darling girl. If you do not marry in a fortnight, I will throw your precious Marie into the streets, I will take the practice away from your pet and I will lock you up in a nunnery." She sat in my father's place, threatening everything I loved and I was defenseless against her.

"Now Isabella, I will make you a good husband. Do not fret, you can protect the ones you love, just give me your hand I marriage." Laurent spoke in a calm yet menacing tone. I was trapped by them and I would have to endure for my mother and my lover. For several hours they planned my life, her words were daggers to my heart, I sank into my chair defeated. My world fell apart around me, my father was gone, my mother needed my protection and I had to protect William. I fought to keep the tears at bay, the idea that William would not posses me, that instead I would belong to that despicable man filled me with a heart wrenching aguish.

Present Time...

"Is…Isabella…Isabella" I could hear someone calling me but I could not, I did not want to leave my new world. I wanted to tell them to leave me alone, to leave me where they found me. However I could not move, I could not speak, or open my eyes.

"We must call Carlisle. Carmen, why don't you call?" I heard Irina say.

"Let's wait until Isabela… wakes up." Said Eleazar hesitantly

"How is she sleeping? We do not sleep. Oh Eleazar is she okay." I heard Carmen's concern spilling into her mind, all becoming clearer.

"Yes, carino mio, she is okay." Eleazar spoke with certainty however I could read his confusion clearly. 'She is not right. What is this power I sense, it is too much for one so young.' Eleazar was an old, old vampire, no one truly knew his age. He defied Aro to be with his Carmen and many believed that Aro just generously let him go. However I know that he forced his way out of the Volturi rule.

"Eleazar, you think too much. It's giving me a headache" I managed to say

"We do not feel those pains anymore Isabela." replied, my old friend.

"Apparently that Vampire does." Said Irina in her nastiest tone, Irina had always hated me. My many short comings were all too much for her; in other words she was in love with Caius and the reptile had his eyes on me.

"Well, well Irina I see the years still haven't softened up that bitterness." I said in an uncharacteristic retort. Irina scowled at me and walked or better yet stomped out of the room.

"Welcome to Alaska, is been a long time since you last visited." I turned to see Tanya's cherry blond curls bouncing in my direction, as always her model like figured was covered in next to nothing there fabrics. She wore skin tight leather pants, a sweater that seemed painted on her and the most stylish snow boots I ever seen.

"Love the boots." I say honestly.

"These old things, oh I got them made for me by a dear "old" lady in town." Tanya was Alice's equal in her love for fashion and the though pained me. Just remembering Alice hurt, I left her and my entire family behind in Forks.

"Have you called Alice?" I asked

"Not yet, we were waiting for you to wake up. My friend why were you a sleep, we do not sleep, it is Impossible. Eleazar was puzzled, because it is impossible.

"I cannot explain it myself. I was not a sleep…I was in a coma. Something happened that triggered my powers, to grow, to bring me back to my past. Not that I can go back in time is that, I can re-live them again. It's very painful and inconvenient." I stood up and gazed out of the window. I read all of their questions, the ones they could not voice.

"What triggered such an incredible change?" Asked, Carmen.

"A man from my past." I said turning to look at her.

"From your human past Isabela? That is not…"

"Possible? I know, but it's true. It is too much to tell, and too painful. Someday I will relate all. Now I must leave, I need to be alone for a while." I told them all facing the window.

"Truly, you do not plan to leave." Carmen asked her hand on my shoulder.

"Yes, I will call Alice and then I will be on my way." She let her hand fall.

"Come you can call from my office." Tanya said

"Tell Kate and Garret that I'm sorry I missed the opportunity to congratulate them." I told Tanya outside her office and after closing the door I sat on her desk and dialed Alice.

"Izzy" Alice answered on the first ring.

"Hello, how is everyone." I asked quietly.

"We are all dealing, with things. We… we all miss you very much." Alice opened her mind and I read her thoughts and vision all involving everyone except Edward. Anytime anything came up about him, she blocked it from me.

"Alice, why are u hiding your thoughts of Edward from me?" I asked almost menacing.

"I didn't want to worry you. He has been different since you left, acting dangerously. He has begun to seek more and more dangerous things to do. We watch over him but it's like he is trying to get you to come to him." Alice explained.

"Alice how long have I been gone." I asked

"About three and a half months. I tried to get a vision of you but it's like you had vanished, I feared you had taken your life, but no vampire burnings were reported. I waited and nothing came until this morning. Got one of Eleazar finding you buried in the snow. Come home, your in danger alone, vulnerable to any enemy." Alice stopped talking when another vision gripped her. I saw clearly when Edward, was grabbed from behind and the red head bit into his neck her red eyes dancing with joy. His last words "Bella"

"No!" I screamed and shot like a rocket out of Tanya's window towards Seattle.

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