A/N: Hello! I'll shut up so you can see what happens…

EPOV

"Bella, please…stay with me." I begged as I watched her eyes flutter under her lids. Her breathing was slower now, as if the pain was making it harder to fill her lungs. Charlie held her close to his chest, tears falling down his cheeks as he watched his only child take her last breaths.

"Charlie…please. I can save her, she can still live. Let me have her." Carlisle begged, holding his hands out for her, but Charlie shook his head franticly.

"No! She'll end up like you…killing people. I can't do that to her." He growled, his fingers tightening on her arms.

"Charlie…you can't let her die. I hate their kind more than you know, but you can't let her die. Let them save her." Jacob said as he ran onto the porch, bare assed naked. I wanted to wrap my fingers around his throat and watch as the color bled from his cheeks, but instead I was watching that happen to the woman I loved.

"Charlie…please." I whimpered as I heard her heart start an uneven rhythm, one that would soon stop forever.

"No." He whispered as he bent down and kissed her on her forehead and said his goodbyes.

One moment she was lying in his arms, and the next she was gone and Charlie's hands were empty. I had been so preoccupied with listening to Bella's heart that I had not paid any attention to the thoughts of my family, and as such, I had no idea what just happened. I looked around the porch, taking stock of who was present and who was not. Charlie was still staring down at his empty arms, flabbergasted.

Jacob

Esme

Carlisle

Emmett

Jasper

Alice

Rose….. Where the hell was Rose?

My eyes flew to Alice, and she nodded her head slightly before projecting her latest vision to me. My body relaxed as if I were a deflating balloon and I stood up and walked down the stairs.

"What the hell happened? Where is my daughter's body?" Charlie asked, his voice rough with unshed tears.

"Your daughter will be fine. It seems my sister, who has been against Bella joining our family for as long as I can remember, took things into her own hands. Bella will be one of us." Alice said quietly as she moved to sit next to Charlie.

"I did not want this." He whispered as he clenched his blood-stained hands together.

"She will be alive…well, sort of. And we don't kill people if we can help it. I'm not sure what that mutt Jacob told you about our kind, but we survive on the blood of animals, not humans. Bella will struggle with the temptation for a while, but eventually she will be able to interact with humans, just as we do." Emmett said as he moved towards Charlie, extending his hand and pulling the man to his feet. Some of Bella's blood transferred to Emmett's hands and I growled low in my chest as he lifted his fingers towards his mouth.

"Would you like me licking your wife's bodily fluids from my fingers?" I snarled, and Emmett had the good graces to look chagrined as he wiped his red-tinged fingers on his pants.

"Sorry bro…shit smelled amazing." He said with a lopsided smile, his dimples flashing, making it difficult to stay mad at him.

"What happens now?" Charlie asked as he walked slowly off of the ruined porch and towards his patrol car.

"Now…we wait until Rose brings her back." I said as I looked out into the forest and prayed that my sister took good care of my girl.

BPOV

I felt like that Katy Perry song, 'Hot and Cold,' because that was exactly what I was feeling right now. First, I was flaming hot as if tongues of fire had somehow managed to get inside my muscles and bones and were burning me away from within. Then, the freezing cold would chill me till I was sure I would shatter into a million pieces. I could hear a mumbling sound the entire time I was freezing and burning, the voice helping to sooth my frazzled mind.

The last thing I could remember before I was thrust into this torture was watching as Jake, in wolf form, came careening towards the porch. I had locked eyes with Edward as I realized that this was it, this was how I would die. I would not be immortal with my love; I would die a painful death in a horrible accident. The pain was excruciating as Jacob's heavy body rolled over me. I could barely hear Charlie and Carlisle arguing and I wished I could have opened my mouth and tell my father what I wanted, but alas my words were locked inside my mind and I could only listen as they fought. Then, suddenly I was flying, surrounded by the scent of lavender and lime, I was held gently against a solid mass before I was laid down on the hard ground. Flashes of pain at my wrists, throat and ankles had me writhing in agony, and that leads me to where I am now. In limbo, waiting for the pain to go away so I could emerge from the embers of my former life, like the Phoenix rising from the flames.

"Bella, just a few more hours." I could hear Rose whisper and wished I could speak thorough the agony to reassure her. I knew she had never changed anyone before, had never even tasted human blood in all her years. I felt honored that she cared so much for me that she went against everything she had even known to save me.

The pain tapered off to a dull roar and I finally felt like I had some control over my limbs. My hand searched for hers and I sighed in relief when she took it, squeezing me tightly. My heart beat painfully in my chest as it struggled to push the last of my blood through my body, Rose's venom taking its place. I could smell lavender and lime emanating from my pores and wondered if I would always smell like her since she was my maker, or if I might develop a scent of my own. Edward, Esme, Emmett and Rose all smelled different from Carlisle, so I was holding out hope that one day I might have my own signature scent.

One last thump of my heart and then all was still. It was as if everything stopped, the pain, the heat, the cold…everything was gone. I could hear my shallow breaths but not Rose's and I sat up suddenly, my head swimming with the motion and opened my eyes, searching for her. She sat next to me on the hard ground, her hair, which was usually impeccable coiffed, was a mess of sticks and dirt. Her nails were caked with mud and what I assumed was my dried blood and her once yellow dress was now a dusty brown. She had never looked more beautiful to me.

"Rose." I whispered, feeling a sting of tears that would never come.

"I'm so glad you are ok. I was so worried I had done something wrong when it took so long." She sighed as she pulled my hand into her lap. I gazed over at her, amazed at the things my human eyes had missed in reference to her beauty.

"You were out of it for nearly a week." She said and I pulled back in shock.

"Isn't it supposed to take like three days?" I asked and she nodded before turning my hand over in her lap.

"I thought I did something wrong, and there was no one here to help." She said and I could not help but reach forward and pull her into my arms.

"I'm so sorry Bella. I'm so sorry I treated you the way I did before Edward made us leave. You are so good for him, and he for you. I should have seen that and ignored my selfish jealousy. I wanted you to live for me, live the life I was denied. But when I saw you lying there, dying, I knew I had to save you. Your father is going to be so pissed." She said with a laugh and I pulled away, smoothing her hair back from her face.

"Yeah he is, but who could be mad at you for long." I joked, and tried to stand, feeling like a newborn deer on wobbly legs. Rose steadied me with her hands until I felt sure on my feet and then we started through the woods.

"How far away are we?" I asked as I looked around, not recognizing any of the plants or trees around us.

"Well, I sort of went a bit overboard. We're in Alaska." She said and I choked out a laugh.

"You ran me to Alaska?" She nodded shyly and I leaned my head on her shoulder to show her there were no hard feelings.

"Well, I guess we have a lot of animals to choose from. So, sister mine, will you show me how to hunt?"

A/N: Soooo…what did ya think? Rose was the savior! You can thank my bud Dalloway5906 who has a huge girl-crush on Rose and keeps trying to get me to like her. Still not convinced, but I am getting better. At least she is not a raging bitch in this story like she was in Darkness and Light!

See ya in a week? Two? And I promise…smut is a-comin'!