Sorry for the delay, I've been very busy with work and all that comes with it. I made time for Eclipse though – very good :)! Next chapter will be longer as I had to ease you into the new plot as quickly as I could, still with that element of surprise and anticipation!

Enjoy, keep the reviews coming, please!

~ Bry

Bella POV

Edwards's arms crushed me, holding me against that perfect marble chest of his. I knew his game – he always did this. His intoxicating scent twirled around our bodies, intertwining us together. We were one, yet again.

Spill Mr Cullen.

I let my shield down for a fraction of a second so that he could hear, then forced it back up so he couldn't hear the thought that followed, me thinking how adorable his hair looked curly. That would have completely wrecked the moment.

'We really should get back to renesmee...she's hardly been with us the past few days, love.' He answered and tried to pick me up – but to no avail as I flipped him over and slammed down onto his body, hard. I pinned him down, my fists either side of his head, my eyes firmly on his face, my eyebrow narrowed.

"Now." I spoke sharply, to show it wasn't a game anymore. He'd left me worrying for days, I'd thought the worst, and I'd feared the near impossible. From somewhere inside me such annoyance and...Hatred? Bubbled. I flipped back, crashing into the wall. My whole body – every nerve on my body, was tingling, stinging in fact. Something weird was happening, really weird.

"Bella love, I'm sorry for worrying you." Edwards's long eyelashes shadowed his eyes as he gazed up at me, trying his best puppy eyes.

Suddenly, and for the first time ever, I felt nothing. No butterflies, no feeling at all. My body was numbing by the second. What the...? Turning around I brought my marble fists to the solid beige walls and closed my eyes tightly, banging my head once against it – leaving a huge gaping dent in the plaster. The veins in my hands stood out like bridges over my fingers, like little green streams in elegant patterns over my dangerous weapons.

"Bella what the...?" Edwards's angelic voice remained calm, like it always did, even at times of panic. My whole body was still trembling; I didn't know what was wrong, or what the hell was happening to me. Could this be part of the transition, which I hadn't been told about? Or was I just...weird?

So many questions that I wanted answering, so many questions that couldn't be answered. My mouth would not move, my lips were somewhat sealed together.

Just at that moment, where despair hung over my like a thick blanket, I let out a shrill scream, pain prickled on my skin, rang in my ears, and breathed with me. The pain, much like the pain I felt when first becoming a beautiful immortal, was becoming part of me, quicker than I could scream for help. Within seconds my playful episode with Edward had changed, into a nightmare, a nightmare that I could have never planned or dreamt of. Slumping to the ground I held my hands over my ears and shook my head, it was worse than any migraine I'd had during my human life. It was unbearable pain. One more scream and I felt the arms of Edward around me, pulling me up against him, my steel girders, and my rock.

Amongst the confusion I didn't see Renesmee stood in the doorway, her curls shaking as much as she was. Her little fragile body was rocking side to side, her face an unhealthy shade of white. I could hear her heart beating ten to the dozen, so fast it felt like any moment it was going to fly out of her mouth, if that were possible.

"Nessie, get someone, FAST!" I could barely hear Edwards's voice in the distance as my eyelids began to flutter. Which, if you knew anything about vampires, it was impossible for them to faint or sleep. Something was so very wrong.

Just as darkness consumed me, and loneliness engulfed all I knew and felt, a mysterious male voice entered my head, heading towards a crescendo with every word he spoke.

Edward POV

If I could cry, tears would be falling in streams from my eyes right now. Helpless was the only emotion I could feel, my body was numb to anything else, yet I held on for dear life, onto my wife. She wasn't dying; I could still feel her warmth against me. I needed her to drop her shield right now, so I knew what was going on. I felt physically sick, watching my wife fall to the ground in front of me, her limbs turn to jelly.

I'd never wanted to see Emmett, or any of my family, so much in my whole time living with them. I needed Carlisle here right now, to tell me things would be ok, and to unscramble the puzzle. After all, she couldn't be ill, she couldn't be asleep, she couldn't have blacked out, my Bella was no longer human, and those things couldn't plague her life anymore. However it meant when things like this happened, once in a blue moon, we were all left completely clueless.

It suddenly came to mind, I knew exactly who could help, for reasons unknown they were the only people that were visible in my mind, were James and Aarik.