A/N: Woah, quick review. Thank you LoveIsMurder, I'm glad you're enjoying the story. This is just a short chapter, basically the last chapter from Edward's perspective.

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Edward sat in this child's room, and couldn't believe it. Bella's scent was all over the room. If it wasn't for that smell, the smell that was just like nothing on earth, he just wouldn't have believed it. He sat in the rocking chair, staring at the crib. Bella's child. Bella and Jacob's child. The information just wasn't computing in his brain properly.

He'd read the information in Jasper's mind, during one of the many fights that him and Alice had been having recently. Edward had been worried because Jasper had been acting weird for months, and Alice had noticed it too. The couple had never fought before, even when they disagreed they always respected each other's opinions completely. Jasper had been being defensive, edgy, saying that if Bella wanted to be found she would have made herself apparent by now. Alice hadn't liked that, Edward came home and Alice was screaming at him, and there it was, prominent in Jasper's disarranged thoughts. Bella walking towards him, pushing a pushchair.

Edward had hardly stopped to think then, deciding in that second to go find Bella, and Alice had seen the decision, realised what happened and followed him. He caught her scent all over the college, and that fact that he was going to enrol there before going to Forks did not make him any happier.

"Stop!" Alice told him, and he stared at her. He saw himself in her thoughts, his eyes pure black, and weirdly almost white with hunger. He realised that his throat was burning with the scent and she showed him her vision, Bella dead, Edward having killed her in a frenzy of starvation, frustration and emotion. "Just calm down, if she was going she would have gone by now but Bella's scent is fresh here. We'll find her I promise, just, let's eat first."

"Fine." He said sharply. "But quickly." He followed her into the woods, looking for the quickest meal he'd ever eaten.

An hour later they were at Bella's apartment, Alice was waiting for Bella in the front room, but Edward was just trying to process what had happened. There were no pictures anywhere, but this didn't surprise him. Bella wasn't one for that sort of thing, she was too practical. He couldn't tell what the baby looked like, and neither could Alice, if the visions she was forcing were anything to go by. Now they were in the apartment Alice was seeing Bella, but the pushchair was always empty. Edward guessed that it was because the baby had Jacob's blood, immune to Alice's power. Figures that even now that dog was messing everything up. This child was probably what had been masking Bella all this time.

After all these months of searching, finally having found her, safe and well, he was finally nervous. What would happen when she got home? What would she say? He knew that she always had a choice, he knew from Jasper that she was trying to remain hidden from him, and that hurt him. All this time he thought she'd been looking for him, and she'd known where he was, probably been able to contact him at any time and she'd chosen not to. He didn't want to get in the way of her wishes, if that was truly what she wanted, he'd leave, after he'd seen that she was alive with his own eyes.

Once he saw her, he knew that the hardest thing for him to do would be to walk away. He wasn't sure whether he could do it, but he needed to see her. He needed to see she was alright. Then perhaps some of the tension in his body would fade, some of the frenzy in his mind would release.

The door opened, and he heard Bella gasp. It was like music to him. He shut his eyes in relief for a second, and when he opened them, he suddenly wanted to hide. Bella was talking, her voice sounded dead, but also angry. She wasn't happy to see Alice, and she didn't want to see him.

Alice was angry, and was taking it out on Bella. He saw through Alice that Bella was lying on the sofa, completely the same as the last time he saw her, but he could tell she was exhausted. He wanted to go to her then, lay down next to her and put her arms around her, keep her safe, but he was too scared. He needed to know what she felt first.

Then Bella stood up and launched into this huge speech. The passion of words really hit him. She didn't want to raise a child with him. She didn't want him or his kind anywhere near her child. Finally she had come to her senses and realised what he was and why he left. She'd suffered for him, he'd left her with nothing, at rock bottom and she'd clawed her way back up to something like a normal life, just like he wanted her to do. She didn't want him to come back, she wanted to be left alone, and she didn't even want him to know where she was.

His dead heart seemed to die all over again. She didn't want him. He'd hurt her too much. He'd messed everything up for her, every action he'd ever made when it came to her had just led her to this life. Now she was alone and a single mother and she didn't want him anymore. Why would she? He could see now, almost too clearly. It was all his fault, and she just wanted to be left to get on with it. He walked to the door, and she saw him. The child was looking at him, and he saw through her thoughts that he was a mess. He looked over at the child, seeing Jacob smirking back at him from those cursed memories. He looked back to Bella, who looked shocked and tired. In that moment, he realised what he'd done to her, and then he ran.