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Chapter 4:

Isabella Marie Swan

I awoke to a withering old face fitting around what I assume to be was a tent, I wonder where I was?

I wiggled around to find myself a more comfortable position but searing pain came from my back instead and along with that came flashes of lightning from the past.

"no mama"

"I'm not dead?"

"Jacob"

'try me"

"don't go" Edward.

I felt my eyes well up and a blood red blush tainted my cheeks, did I really say that?

It all came rushing back to me as my cheeks cascaded with tears, mother and fathers memory hit me full force like it was yesterday.

From the corner of my eye I saw the old lady which I assume was the nurse look towards me and practically ran to where I was laying down, she sat down beside me on what I recon was a cot.

"ohgoodyourawake,I'vepatchedupyourbackbutIhadnomoreclothessoI'mafraidyourjustwearingaslipandadiffrentcloakthatGeneralCullenhadgivenyou" she then took a deep breath.

I could not for the life of me understand what she had spoken, but two words though stood out, General Cullen.

Edward.

"Umm pardon me but where exactly is General Cullen?" I knew I was being bold, outwardly expressing any interest I had towards a man, no matter the intentions. But he was the only person I knew here and I think I…I.

"OhyesdearIjustsenthimoutletmegogethim." one again I couldn't understand what she said so I just responded with a polite "umm hmm."

She jumped off the cot and started a walk towards the door where she paused, I knew she thought I wasn't looking as she patted down her silvery gray hair and pinched her cheeks.

I bit my lip to keep myself from laughing. I guess Edward dazzles everyone, not just me.

She stepped outside for a moment and not a second had passed as she reappeared with Edward in tow, he had not taken two steps before the old nurse started to speak.

"she'sallstitchedupandreadytogokeepheroffherfeetasmuchasyoucanthatbackisstilltender" once more she spoke so fast not one word stood out to me but Edward looked like he had no trouble conjuring up coherent sentences from the garbled mess she spoke.

"OhinyourcloakIputatreatmentconcoctionyoumustspreadonyourbackbeforeyougotobedeachnightandextrabandagesyoumustalsoputonafter,itwillheadfasterandnotmuchofascarwillbeseen…up,up,up!thoseyoungmenprbablywanttostartpackingupthetent…UP!" I understood that.

She started to pack herbs and medicines in a white sack.

I turned back to Edward who was now smiling as he made his way over to me, I felt myself blush for no reason as he sat on the exact spot the nurse was sitting a moment before, I blame his eyes.

"How are you feeling?" he spoke so gentle, so sweet. I was surprised a never would have thought that any British man was able to conjure up so much compassion. (No offence to all you British folk)

"I'm not sure, I moved once and it was really painful" my voice was just above a whisper.

"Okay lets try to get you up" he now leaned down to whisper in my ear "before the old nurse starts to talk again" I tried my best not to laugh.

He took my forearms and lifted me up, my eyes were swelling up with unshed tears, this hurt so much.

"okay I'm going to lift you up like before ok?" I nodded and he scooped me up. The pain was worse then someone going into labour.

He started to walk towards the entrance of the tent and by the time he reached it I was numb all over, I guess this was better then being in pain all over.

"I've arranged for the other sl…" he looked down at me and changed his sentence to "your friends and bethroed to ride horses" his eyes, the were back to that stormy green colour.

Wait bethroed?

I felt my face contort into a mask of confusion and my nose wrinkle.

Looking up to Edward I saw him looking straight ahead, the mid-morning sun making him glow like a go surrounded by a halo of light. I tugged at his collar.

"Edward I'm not bethroed" now he looked down at me, it was his face that now held confusion.

"But that man with the long hair, you were quite close to him" Jacob! I unleashed a giggle.

"That's my best friend, if I were to wed him It would be as if to wed my brother." He looked down at me "is that true?"

"yes!" his eyes turned light again "well then", I had to ask "why do your eyes change colour?" I giggled again, Edwards cheeks had turned a barely visible pink.

I could tell he was trying to avoid the subject as he turned toward the horizon "what is so interesting there?"

I tried to look but I was too low down. "storm clouds, its about to rain we must hurry to get back to England. You will once again be riding with me. I don't think your in any position to walk or ride by yourself." a blush coloured my cheeks as I remembered the compromising position we had arrived here in.

He led me to the now familiar white stallion and we mounted on the saddle.

I peeked above Edwards shoulder to see a very large group of soldiers standing in perfectly formed lines behind the single horse where me and Edward were seated.

At the back of the line stood a few rows of carriages. "Attention!"

"sir, yes, sir!" he looked so handsome at this moment, when he took charge, I would swoon if it wasn't so degrading.

We stated to move forward and when I couldn't see the army above his shoulder anymore he blew a horn that was attached to the left of the saddle. "why did you blow that horn?" it was a very uncomfortable silence, I had to break it.

"so they could start moving"

"oh" was my brilliant response.

"tell me about your family" I almost burst into tears right there, I once also had a family and a place to call home.

I saw him opening his mouth but I looked down before he could see my wet eyes, I didn't want him to feel anymore guilty then he already was.

My once wet eyes were now open in horror as my eyes ran over what I was wearing…Basically nothing!

The cloak I was wearing had opened to my bare calves! I felt a hot blush cover my cheeks as I scrambled to fix the cloak but I couldn't reach.

This was also not the cloak I was once wearing, but it smelled wonderful, like Edward.

Edward!

I looked up towards his face and saw that he was looking down at me, once again his eyes were that dark evergreen colour.

He gently took the cloak in his hands and covered my legs back up again, never breaking his gaze from my eyes. One of his fingers had accidentally brushed across my legs In the lightest of touches, it felt tingly and exciting.

As if a trail of fire was burning and an earthquake was shaking my stomach.

I looked at my hands for a few moments till I was sure that my blush cooled down, turning my gaze back towards Edward I saw that he was looking straight ahead, he now probably thought I was one of those girls.

Now as I stared at him I saw his eyes slowly turned alarmed "shhh Bella don't make a sound, pretend to be asleep" what in the world?

"Edwa…" he bent down towards me ear and whispered "bandits" but it was too late they had already spotted us.

"Aye lassie, why don't you leave the pretty-boy and come with us, we can have a great time" I buried my head against Edwards stomach as he tightened his grip on my waste.

There were four bandits in total and the rest of the army was still far behind, they would kill Edward and then take me.

Fright invaded me like a swarm of mad bees, stinging everywhere.

Nor for me but for Edward. "I suggest you leave, I might spare you your useless lives" what is he doing! He should be galloping away not taunting them!

I head laughter coming in the direction the bandits were standing "Let the lady speak for herself" they were British from what I could tell, one man spoke both lines so I assume he was the leader.

"Don't say a word Bella" he whispered. His cool breath fanned in my eat and made me shiver, this was a new reaction.

"I'm giving you one more warning, please move out of the way before I'm forced to dismount the horse" Finally looked up.

Edward was once again surrounded by the fierce beauty as before, I felt like a fish trying to get to water as I snuggled even closer if possible into him.

The man started to take swords out of there belts "aye lad, we can do this the hard way or the easy way, your pick. We'll take the lass and spare your life or…" he let the sentence trail off but Edward and I both knew what the or meant.

"Bella I need you to sit up on the horse ok?" my eyes grew wide, Edward couldn't kill four large men all by himself!

Clearly he was going head-to-head with his death, sensing my surprise Edward once again brought his mouth to my ear "don't worry Isabella, I've had worse."

He started to chuckle as he jumped off his horse when he felt I was stable enough to sit on my own.

Edward removed his sword from the case that was hanging off his belt loop as the four bandits walked a few step forward to meet him.

I closed my eyes as soon as the clashing of metal began, and then covered my ears with my hands as tears streamed in rivers down my face.

Oh Edward, he would die.

I think I have a small infatuation with him, but very small. I would be a liar if I couldn't even admit to that.

A few minutes had passed before as a pair of arms wrapped themselves around my waste.

My eyes shot open and my hands dropped from my ears, these warm arms were very familiar, Edward!

I looked down form the horse to see Edwards concerned face, he was unscathed and not even a drop of blood was on him.

"Close your eyes I don't want you to see the mess" I did as he told not wanting to see them either.

I felt him mount on behind me as we rode off in the direction of England.

My future.

My life.

My death.

My destiny.

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