A/N: READ ME FIRST! I told you I would warn you when the time for the prologue came and guess what…it's here! Here's your warning consider this your flashing lights…you have been warned. This chapter was written to Apocalyptica's I Don't Care.

BPOV-

Eight months. One month left before our little bundle of joy made its appearance and I couldn't wait. I had a relatively smooth pregnancy to this point, but it was starting to take its toll on my body. Along with the swollen ankles and back aches the baby was restless. I woke up at odd hours of the morning with cramps and kicks. We had panicked at first, but the doctor told us that they at this point it was natural for the cramps to occur because the baby was moving and getting into position for the birth. Edward had been amazing through all of it, giving massages and drawing hot baths, he had originally woken up with me at every twitch but now he usually slept through them unless I grabbed a hold of him when I woke, but I was doing that less and less. This morning we had our first argument in months.

I loved Edward dearly, but I refuse to be confined to my bed. Maybe it was my independent nature, but I couldn't and wouldn't limit myself. Besides what I was doing today wasn't really taxing and completely doctor approved. I had a simple photo shoot. It wasn't like I would even be gone more than a few hours and they had assured me that I could take as many breaks as I needed during the day, but Edward had been adamant about my not going. To put it mildly he wasn't happy when I decided to go despite his protests, he would probably be even angrier when he found out I had driven myself, but I needed that time to concentrate and I could still safely maneuver the car, no matter what he thought.

The photo shoot had given me an opportunity to unwind just a little. It's nice to have someone other than your significant other to call you beautiful when you feel about the size of a house. It went without any problem and I was in and out in three hours and that had included the interview. We had decided not to disclose the gender to the press until the birth, after all the less they know the better really. There was one thing that was bothering me though. It had been three hours and I hadn't even received so much as a text from Edward. I knew he was mad, but he was usually obsessive about keeping contact with me now that I was so close to the end of my pregnancy. I couldn't decided if I wanted to go home at that moment and face his wrath or escape a little longer. I knew he would probably lock me in my room when I got there and not let me leave again until it was time for me to go to the hospital and I wanted to see Alice before that happened so I called her and asked her if I could come over.

"Of course you can come over Bella. You're always welcome."

"Thanks Ali. I appreciate it," I had told her over the wireless in the car.

"Is everything okay Bella?" She had asked a moment later. Damn her and her perception. "You sound kinda off. Is something wrong with the baby?"

"No. Nothing's wrong with the baby." I sighed as I stopped at a red light a block away from the hotel where the photo shoot was. "It's Edward and I…well…" I sighed. "I'll tell you when I get there Allie. I need to concentrate on the roads right now. I'll see you about ten minutes okay?"

"Yeah. Of course." And with that we both hung up and I made my way through the crowded city streets.

LA traffic was the worst. It is some sort of great debate on which city actually had the worst, New York or LA. As bad as New York traffic is when you factor in the fact that in the LA attitude, the overall idea that they own the roads and some of them do, then I think it gives New York a run for its money. I had made it out of downtown smoothly enough and I was heading toward Alice and Jaspers suburb when it happened.

I barely had time to register what was happening before my world was spinning. What the movies depict is absolutely crap there is no slow motion, sudden realization that occurs. It's quick and loud impact. There was the sound of crunching metal, shattering glass, and squealing tires. The air bags deployed as my car fishtailed. I heard a scream that I couldn't place until I realized I was the one screaming. I felt something hit my head and my arms that were shielding my stomach feebly.

It was my worst fear come to fruition. A nightmare that no one would wish to fulfill. I know that there comes a point in everyone's life when they're forced to face their fears. But what if your fears involved losing the one person that you thought would always be there for you? What if it involved losing the one thing that meant the most to both of you? Wouldn't you do everything in your power to make sure that those fears were never realized?

I heard voices, but they sounded so distant, so far away. I forced myself to stay awake, to stay there in the present, to stay where things were real, even if it meant facing the hard things that life handed me. There was pain, so much pain. I couldn't stand it. I wanted so badly to succumb to the darkness. To drift away to where there would be no more hurt. Then I remembered why I needed to stay. Why I couldn't just give up. Why I needed to fight. Edward. Edward and our baby. I couldn't give up for them, but it was so hard. I fought against my heavy lids. I fought them, but I was losing. Every blink I struggled to open them once more. I heard the voices again. I shouted for them now. I shouted for help.

"Oh God, you're pregnant." I felt hands on me. The door opened and I felt someone grab my hand and press against my side. "Ma'am hold on. There's help on the way." I heard the person say, I knew that they were standing right there with me but they still sounded far away. I was losing it. I was losing the battle. "Oh my god." I heard them again. "You're Bella Swan. Help!" He yelled then. "Help over here. Hurry!" he yelled again. "Please hold on. Please!" Then everything went black.

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