This is the last chapter guys!

Will Edward ever have a happy ending?

"Edward..." I was shocked, and scared. Scared for Edward. Scared about Carl. Scared about the future...

Edward crouched beside me, "Annabird...I...I'm sorry...this means you'll have to go now...I'll never see you again..."

I shuddered at the déjà vu. This had happened to Edward before.

"I don't want to leave you, Edward..."

Edward's eyes were sad, "I love you, Annabird."

I felt the tears roll down my face, as he stood up. I followed his lead, but he turned away towards the stairs.

"Edward..." I said grabbing his arm, "I love you."

Edward stopped,

"I love you!" I cried,

Edward turned around, his eyes touched mine. I stepped forward, and avoiding his bloodstained hands, I stood in front of him.

"...and I promised you that I would come back."

He looked at me confusedly,

"When we first met, I promised you that I would come back, and I did. I keep my promises Edward, and I promise you this. I won't ever leave you. Not until my dying breath."

Edward eyebrows furrowed, "You...you won't leave...me,"

I shook my head, "No. But...I can't stay here."

Edward looked confused, "What..?"

"I have an idea."

Edward glanced at the door, which Carl lay behind,

"They'll find him."

"Yeah, and I'll be there. I'll tell them that I...killed him."

"Anna..."

"Listen Edward, there's nothing else we can do. I'll tell them that he attacked me, which he did, and I was defending myself."

Edward forehead creased, "But you'll get in trouble. I still won't see you."

I touched his cheek, "Maybe, but if I say it was in self-defence, then..."

"But Anna," he lifted his bloodstained fingers, which shone grimly in the moonlight, "they'll know that it wasn't you."

I touched his scissorhand, the red liquid coming off onto my fingers. I sighed, and glanced around the room. Something caught my eye. Walking away from Edward, I approached the dull gleam of metal. Under a coat of dust, a twisted piece of metal lay. Cautiously, I pulled the metal from the embrace of cobwebs. I my hands lay an exact replica of Edward's scissorhand, be it a little more dusty. Grimly, I walked towards the door, where a pillar of moonlight lay across the floor.

The sight of Carl made me feel sick. He lay across the stone stairs, his limbs spread at awkward angles, and a dark stain on his shirt. I approached him, holding the scissorhand like it was an unexploded bomb. I held the razor sharp metal above his wound. It shook with my hands. I knew I had to do this to save Edward...but I couldn't.

"Annabird..."

I turned slowly to look at Edward,

"I can't...Edward...I'm sorry,"

Silently, Edward walked down the stairs and stood before me. He held out his bloodstained fingers, and carefully wiped them on the metal blade of one of the fingers I held. The blood was transferred onto the scissorhand I held.

"Will that work?" He asked slowly, wiping the rest of the loose blood onto the metal finger.

"Let's hope so,"

I crouched beside Carl, and as quickly as I could, I pulled his mobile out of his jeans pocket.

Shakily, I dialled 911.

My voice was weak and shaky as I told the police my version of the story. When I'd finished, I turned to Edward, who'd watched me silently as I'd lied.

"They'll be here soon. You have to go. Go up to the attic and stay there, keep hidden."

Edward nodded, and turned as if to go back to the Mansion. Suddenly, he changed his mind. He turned back to me, and opened his arms. Without hesitation, I walked into his arms. I hugged him, burying my head in his chest.

"I love you Edward."

I pulled away, and slowly kissed him. I savoured that moment, as if it were my last. It was only when I could hear the sirens, did I pull away. Pushing him gently, but firmly, I gave him one last look,

"Go, quickly! And...I will see you again. I won't leave you. I will come back."

Edward held my gaze; his eyes were bright with tears.

"Goodbye."

A tear rolled down my cheek, and I watched with a lump in my throat as my love walked away. I closed my eyes, letting more tears roll.

And then I turned to meet the police cars, with strength in my heart.

Edward was safe.

THE END (for now anyway...)

P.S The whole "I won't leave you," is more about her not leaving him in mind more than in body, if you understand my meaning Although she will come back...

EDWARD WILL NOT BE LONELY FOR LONG!

I pinkie promise.