A/N: Sorry about the delay in updates. I moved back out and I lost all inspiration to write, which sucked because I wanted to get this written down. The story was playing over and over in my head, but no words were good enough for it. Comment and review :) I own nothing.

Chapter song – Until the End – Breaking Benjamin

It's over,

No longer,

I feel it growing colder
I knew this day would come to end,

So let this life begin.

Anew

For a long time, there was just darkness. It felt never ending, and I welcomed it. I couldn't hear anything, couldn't feel anything and couldn't see anything. I didn't think about where I was, so I wasn't scared. I somehow knew that it was the end for me, but I wasn't scared because I knew that I had saved Edward. I could remember everything with clarity, but I didn't want to. I was slowly shutting down, and cherishing every moment of it. For too long I had lived in the world of the supernatural, and I should have realised it would be the death of me. When Edward left, I should have been able to see that it was for the best. Instead I chased the fantasies of the supernatural realm and forfeited my life. However, I had no regrets. I just hoped that Edward had managed to save my son, even if he couldn't save me.

Suddenly, amongst the darkness, there was a bright light. I wondered if it was 'the light', shining from the other side. It was becoming brighter every second, and I could see Edward's face shining, calling to me. I couldn't hear what he was saying, and I tried to reach up to him.

That's when the pain started.

***

I knew that screaming wasn't going to help me, but it didn't stop me from trying. For a long time, all I could hear was my screams. They echoed in my head, even when I was silent. My whole body felt like it was on fire, but it just wasn't going out. No matter how much I moved around and thrashed, the flames remained. They were inside me, burning away at my core. I felt where the flames started, my neck, and I felt their progression throughout my body. I begged for it to stop, for someone to kill me, but all my wishes were ignored. I tried to find the darkness again, but it eluded me. There was no escaping this pain. While I still had the ability to, I cried tears of pain. But soon the fire reached my eyes and dried them up.

Once my whole body was alight, I stopped screaming. Not because it didn't hurt anymore, but because screaming made it hurt even more. There was a burning in my throat, a fire so intense, that I couldn't do anything but close my mouth and hope the lack of oxygen going into it would put it out. However, it just got worse. I wondered to myself if this was hell, because I couldn't imagine anything that could have a closer resemblance to hell. I was completely alone, without Edward and in so much physical pain I could barely think.

After a while, I got the capacity to think around the pain. I focused on other senses, and found that I could hear the people around me. At times I could hear Alice, at others Carlisle. But one person constantly stayed by my side: Edward. At least this wasn't hell; anywhere with Edward couldn't be hell. I focused on his breathing, and tried to count how long this was going on for. I had worked out by now what was happening, and knew it took three days. I didn't know how long I had been screaming for though, so I had no idea how long it'll take. I wanted to ask, but I as afraid to open my mouth as I felt I would end up screaming again.

"It's nearly over Edward," Alice said after I had counted to three million, two hundred thousand and fifty five. "She'll be awake soon, and she'll be stunning." I heard Edward snort. I couldn't blame him – how could anyone who's been burnt alive look 'stunning'?

"She's always been stunning Alice. I don't even think the word 'stunning' covers what she was like when she was human." It was funny how I could hear Alice roll her eyes behind Edward's back, and I let out a small smile. "Did you see that? She smiled!" There was a consequence of the smile; the fire rushed up to my face. It felt my toes and my feet, and was rushing upwards. There was a greater burn than before surrounding my throat and my chest. I let out a loud gasp, which quickly turned into a scream, when the fire reached my heart. Any pain I thought I had felt before was nothing in comparison to this. It was like a poison hitting my heart, both burning it with flames, while freezing it. I felt my heart racing, and I counted twelve beats before its final beat.

Everything had stopped. During the last assault by the venom, the Cullen's had gathered in whichever room I was in. Though I had heard them enter, not a single person was breathing. I wasn't breathing either. The silence was eerie, and I could hear everything. From the birds in the trees, to the cars on the freeway, everything was within hearing range for me. I opened my eyes and was shocked by what I saw. Everything was so distinct. I could see the paint lines on the ceiling, the filament on the bulb, and the different colours in the air when light refracted off of something. I could see the dust particles in the air as well, floating and finding places to settle. I turned by head to the side, and finally saw Edward.

He was much more perfect than I ever thought. His topaz eyes were different now, and I could see the subtle hint of green behind them. To a human eye, it's impossible to see, but for a vampire, its subtly was distinctive. I quickly looked at the other Cullen's, and saw their real eye colour for the first time. Alice had blue eyes, Jasper brown; Emmett was green eyed as was Rosalie. Both Esme and Carlisle were blue eyed in their previous life. I wondered if behind my blood red eyes the brown eyes from my previous life were still present. In awe, I turned back to Edward, and saw him smiling. Automatically, I smiled back. I sat up, and was shocked at the speed I was able to sit up with, but also shocked at the clarity of my vision regardless. I looked at Edward, straight in his green-like topaz eyes, and asked him the question that had been raging inside beside the fire for the whole transformation.

"Where is my son?" Each of the Cullen's looked at their significant other, and Edward's eyes stayed focus on me. There was sadness in them now. I started to panic and asked again when I felt the silence had gone on too long. "Where is Blake?"

"Bella… Maybe you should hunt first. You must be incredibly thirsty." Carlisle's word made the burn in my throat known for the first time, and it was true I was thirsty, but the need to know my son was okay was great. I shook my head and repeated the question.

"Where is he?" Edward placed his hand on mine, and I feared the worse.

"What do you remember, love?" he asked calmly. I tried to think back.

"Jacob and I had a fight. I thought Jake had walked away, and I asked you to change me once the baby was born. Jake must've heard, and come back. That's when he attacked you, and I threw myself between you…" Edward nodded sadly.

"His claws went straight into your stomach. You lost a lot of blood, and you lost more when we tried to get the baby out. We… we weren't fast enough Bella. I'm so sorry." He looked down, sadness and guilt plaguing his face. I felt numb. Every feeling I had, including thirst, just left. There was nothing inside of me, because my baby had died. I removed my hand from Edward's, and got up. I tried to find somewhere private to collapse, but I didn't make it very far. Within a few steps, the unbearable weight of what had happened fell on me, and I fell to the floor and crawled into a corner. And that's where I stayed.

***

"Carlisle, I'm worried about Bella." It was two days since I'd woken up, and I was still in the corner. I could hear everything that was going on in the house, and I could hear this conversation between Edward and Carlisle about myself. "It's been two days, and she's not left that corner. She's not spoken, moved or anything. She's not even feed yet!"

"Edward, she's grieving. It's to be expected," Jasper answered, rather than Carlisle. "She feels nothing except pain. She's not thirsty, she's not sad; she's not anything apart from numb. She feels as if her very soul has been ripped from her and murdered in front of her while she got what she wanted. Her guilt is there, even if she's not acknowledging it."

"It's a tragic thing to lose a child…" Esme whispered in a voice that held all the pain I should have been feeling. Jasper was right, naturally, but I just ignored it. Nothing mattered anymore. I had lost him, my son. There was nothing.

"How can I help her?" I heard Edward ask. There may have lost my son, but I hadn't lost Edward. There was nothing, nothing but Edward.

***

Everybody knew it was different today than before. I had remained in the corner for a week, but I decided it was time to accept and acknowledge the pain I was in. Jasper could feel the difference in my emotions, Alice had seen a vision of me moving, and I moved slightly in the corner for the first time. Edward was by my side, waiting, like always. I turned my head and focused on him. He looked like he did when I first saw him after he left. His eyes were black, hair a mess and there were darker purple bruises under his eyes. The green tints in his eyes showed nothing but worry for me. I wanted to smile and let him know that I was okay, but I couldn't.

"What's the story?" I asked lamely.

"We went walking into the forest with Jake to talk things through, and you went into premature labour. Neither one of us wanted to leave your side and get help, but there were complications and resulted in the baby being still born. You lost a lot blood, and that attracted bears. The bears attacked, and killed both you and myself. Jacob just got away in time."

"Won't they look for bodies?" Although Edward's story seemed likely, I wanted to make sure everything was thought of.

"Most probably, but the amount of blood left will conclude most definitely that you died. As for me… They'll find no physical evidence that I was there, but as I will disappear without a trace, they'll conclude I died as well."

"What about Charlie? How is he?"

"Grief stricken, obviously. We held your funeral yesterday. Charlie couldn't stop crying, but he understands that you are in a better place." His eyes were sad, and I grieved for myself and my father and friends. "Esme wanted you to know that if you wanted to talk, she's there for you. She lost a child herself when she was human, and she understands." I nodded, but knew I would never talk about this to anyone. I couldn't, because it was too much.

"When are we leaving?" I figured we all had to leave and move away, but I didn't know when or where too.

"Once you've hunted and we've decided a place to go. Do you want to go hunt now?" Edward asked. Although I was thirsty, it wasn't completely unbearable. Nothing like I thought it would be. I frowned, and Edward looked at me with questions in his eyes.

"I'm not that thirsty… Why aren't I like ordinary newborns?" Clearly I was going to be a freak, human or not.

"Maybe it's your gift; to shield yourself from the thirst. I'm not certain, but regardless, we should go hunt." I looked into his eyes, and knew he wanted to hunt, probably more than I did. I nodded.

"Once we've spoken to the others and decided where to go, we will hunt, I promise." I walked downstairs, and found them all sitting in the dining room waiting, having heard the entire conversation with Edward. I could see privacy was going to be an issue for me. I looked at my new family, and saw the same worried expression that I saw in Edward's eyes. "I'm fine," I said. It was a lie, and Jasper saw straight through it. I took a seat, and Edward sat next to me. I looked at Carlisle expectedly, and he started to talk.

"Okay, we need to think about where we want to move to. Any suggestions?"

"Go stay with the Denali clan."

"South America."

"Maine."

"Wisconsin!"

"Scotland," I piped up in a small voice. I don't know why I wanted to go there, but it seemed like a good place. It was cold, cloudy, and far away from Forks. The entire family turned to look at me.

"Scotland is a good idea, we've not been there before," Emmett said. "Go scare some Scottish people!"

"New hunting range as well. I'm for Scotland!" Jasper said, giving me a small smile which I tried to return.

"What do the rest of you say?" Carlisle asked. There as a mummer of agreement and nods. Only Rosalie looked upset by the choice, but everyone else was happy. "So, Scotland it is." With that, everyone got up and started to get ready to leave.

"Ready to hunt, love?" Edward whispered in my ear. I nodded, and took his hand. Together, we walked to the forest for my first hunt. With Edward by my side, I knew I could do anything, even put the death of my son behind me. I turned to Edward and smiled. Today was the first day of forever, and although the tragedy it took to get me here will always haunt me, today was the best day of my existence.

A/N: And that's it for the story! There will be an epilogue (maybe uploaded tonight, if not, soon) which will lead into the sequel. I'm not American, so I don't know much about the weather, so I don't know if these places mentioned are gonna be any good for vampires to live, but I tried. Sorry if I failed xD

I hope you enjoyed the story, because I know I enjoyed writing it :)