sorry for the short chapter and it's in Edward's POV. the next one will be a lot longer.

Disclaimer – all the characters belong to Stephenie Meyer and so do the books. every other character belongs to me.

As I pulled her up in to my arms, I could feel a very unusual warmth radiating from her skin. That felt odd. My only presumption was that she had a very high fever. The scent of her blood dazed me and I fought the urge to drink from her right then. Her scent seemed much more tangible now that her blood was openly available. I stopped the flow of oxygen in to my lungs and it gave me an outlandish sensation. It felt uncomfortable not to breathe. I relied on my sense of smell too much during times of crises such as this.

I walked her swiftly to my car, careful not to breathe in her heady scent.

Bella had her eyes closed tightly as if she was thinking very hard. Once again, I tried to render her thoughts, the inner workings of her mind. Still, I came up with nothing. It was unbelievably frustrating. How was this even possible? If I could read every one else's thoughts, then why not hers? What was it about her that made her a mystery?

She had her lips lightly parted as she weakly tried to take in oxygen but I could understand the fact that she was failing. She had her pale hands balled up in to small fists as she tried very hard to fight the nausea and the poison. I felt utterly sympathetic towards her.

I opened the door to the passenger side of the car and set her down cautiously on to the seat. Bella rested her head delicately on her right shoulder as I pulled off my jacket and tucked it all around her. If she had caught a fever, I wouldn't let her catch any thing else. As I shut the door softly and walked around the front to the other side, I mentally kicked my self for giving her my jacket. No doubt she would feel even sicker if my unnatural coolness was transferred in to it.

I put the key in to the ignition and started the car. I put the heater up on high with the intention of keeping Bella warm and out of death's way. I drove quite quickly away from the forest, nearing the city limits in to Bergen.. The memories I had of Bella in the grave yard would forever haunt me. I looked straight ahead at nothing in particular. Why had it been her that was stuck in this moment of crisis with me? Why had she been in so much danger in the last two days? What had she done?

May be she wasn't being punished. It was probably the time for me to compensate for my sins. She was going to be my own demon here to show me what life was actually like.

Why had the man in the helicopter chosen the moment Bella drank the water to let the citizens know there was poison in the water system? Had I committed such absurd sins that the one human who had actually meant some thing to me in this existence was hurt and was causing me physical pain? As the heater blew her scent in my direction, I could just taste her and I felt ashamed to admit that if I were to drink from her, I would feel satisfied and pleasure.

"No!" my mind roared. I would not let the monster that had killed so many people return, not for some feeble human. I couldn't kill her. If only I could open the window, the wind would be able to clear the revolting argument my mind was having.

Bella faintly moved her head toward me and saw that I was now watching her. After she saw the hatred radiating from my face, she pulled her eyes down. I clamped my hands on the steering wheel as hard as possible as I fought the monster that could kill her at any instant.

I needed a distraction from her. As if on cue, my phone started vibrating in my pocket. I looked at the caller ID for a moment before hit send.

"Hello, Alice," I said dryly.

"How's Bella doing? I saw her drink the water and hit her head," she explained. I could hear the panic in her voice.

"Did you see any thing else?" I whispered too low and fast for Bella to hear.

She knew what I had meant. "You're not going to kill her."

I sighed in relief. It was good to know that I wouldn't let the monster out so easily after all the years I had tried to get rid of it.

"Take her to Carlisle. He'll know what to do and Bella's father is there as well."

We were now entering the city. I looked around me and didn't know when I had shut off the power to the phone. There were several funeral marches taking place all around us. I saw so many coffins headed toward the cemetery, it was impossible to count. The humans cried silently as they walked through the streets in this unbearably cold weather. Snow fell slowly from the sky, making the city look like a winter wonder land. I couldn't tell if the bodies were killed from the battle or the poison.

There would be no possible way for me to reach Carlisle. The Ambassador's office was all the way on the other side of the city. If I took both of us there, it would be too chaotic. Carlisle would be too busy as he would be trying very hard to treat every one who had drunk the water. I started to feel panic as Bella's breathing slowed and could not think of any solution for her. She was dying.

did I do well with Edward's POV? let me know if I made him ooc.