Chapter 12:

Alex's POV

We had won. But we did not feel victory. Maybe because it was an easy win, or more likely because the person who we had been fighting for felt guilt.
I sat with Izzy, in her room. Holding her until she needed me to let go. It had been days. Jasper had come in, to try and get her to feel victorious, happy not guilty. But she blocked him out. She only noticed my letting go of her.
"Nobody said I would feel like this, Alex." She whispered taking my hand through the darkness. I didn't notice the darkness as much anymore, my eyes could still see perfectly in the lightless room. I looked into her eyes, and I saw so much pain. I could see the guilt she felt.
"No one said you wouldn't. But I promise you, you don't need to feel guilty."
"But I'm so afraid, so afraid of what will come to me. And kick me in the guts."
"Why? Why will something kick you in the guts?"
"I am a murderer! I killed someone! I'll go to hell!" she hissed, her voice filled with venom. And fear. Fear that had made her lock herself away.
"Izzy, no God could send you to hell. You have saved millions of peoples' lives I am sure. And you won't die anytime soon I am sure of. If you go to hell, so do I. So bear in mind, what Emmet said, Iz, Hell isn't so bad, so long as you have an angel with you."
"It's not me I'm afraid for, it's you. You don't get an angel and I do."
"No, I have something better than an angel, Iz. I have you." I whispered, kissing her forehead lightly. She burrowed into my chest.
"Really?" she asked, unsure, fearful. So much could be read in a tone of voice, so much could be misinterpreted though.
"Really." I whispered firmly, my strong, muscled arms locked around her tiny body as she, did what I suppose was the vampire equivalent to crying: she stared into darkness and moaned.
I had to keep her safe. I had to keep her happy. I had to keep her from this harsh, cruel world. I had to keep her from the danger I saw ahead. Of the pain. And if i had to be destroyed to save her, so be it. She was a far better person than I could ever dream to be. She deserved to live. I would ensure that.
The power I had, I thought of as a curse. Always knowing, often not wanting to. Could anyone wish to see the death dates of the people they loved? I did not. Sod's law was, it was cursed upon me. Now, Izzy, the most amazing person I had ever known, had her death drawing near. But undecided, unsure it changed drawing closer, stretching away like an elastic band. But it was not an elastic band, it was Iz's life. A life being brought to a close.

Soon, very soon.

In less than a week, danger was coming. I couldn't see death for definite, but i couldn't see a happy ending. I had to go to Alice.

Edward, Edward Cullen I thought, hoping he would pick up on my thoughts. Ask Alice if she, If she sees death. Izzy's death. Edward flung the door open and nodded then shut it again. I would have laughed if it was a less serious matter. But it wasn't so I didn't.
"Iz? Can I speak to Alex please?" tiny Alice asked appearing at the door. She was really tiny. Izzy looked up and nodded barely noticeably, even for a vampire.
"I don't think she's going to die, but Alex that all depends on decisions." Alice reached out to touch my arm comfortingly. Iz wouldn't go to the Voltouri, they could kill her. They would kill her. She knew Edward's story, she knew that if she revealed herself to be a vampire to the city of volterra, then she was pretty much a goner. No one could give her that idea, she was so scared of hell, she wouldn't commit suicide.
"Alice, how do think she dies?" I asked here, cringing away from Alice's hand.
"Carter had a vampire mate; she wants to kill us all. So unless she changes her mind and just kills Iz, we might have a chance of keeping alive. To kill Iz, Iz just needs to be lured away from us, down a different path. Then it's bye bye Isadora." She whispered, almost to quiet for even vampire ears. She looked at me with eyes so wide and afraid that I was sure if she was able to cry she would be drowning in tears.
"I won't let that happen." I whispered firmly. I would make sure that Iz lived, even if it lead me to flames.
So we had three possible options:
1. Don't let her anywhere near anyone hwo could put the idea of Volterra in her head
2. Don't let her anywhere near vampire strangers.
3. Send her to a vampire psychologist (do they exist?) do we don't have to worry about one.

So far I like the look of three. Less worry. Still have to worry about the mate though. Vampire life is kind of freaky, I swear it is.

Iz'z POV

It's just too dark.

There is nothing.

What am I holding onto? Alex. I need Alex. Alice walked in and took him out of the room with her. The light went completely out. What are they talking about? Me probably, my death, I heard them, I've seen they way the whisper around me. They think I'm going to Italy. They think Carter's mate is after me. They don't realise Emmet killed her do they? No, they wouldn't.

"Hi Iz!" Nessie cried bouncing in, her happiness was more infectious than Jasper's. That is saying something, Jasper controls feelings. I smiled lamely up at her.
"Hello Ness." I mumbled softly. I felt her warm hand on my arm.
"They think you're going to Italy, Iz. Are you?"
"No I'm not Ness. I promise."
"Good. You need to help me pick out my outfit for my date with Jake. Alice too of course." She said the last bit louder to cheer Alice up. I laughed. I had no choice in the matter.

A/N was that too quick of a recovery? REVEIW!