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"Where, Alice?" I demanded. She shook her head and turned around. She called over her back, "Edward you know better than I that I can't see the wolves that well. I was lucky enough to see Jacob's and Bella's hair to know who they were. You really want to take a chance of believing that my vision will be correct." I fisted my fingers through my hair, slightly pulling on the strands.
"Alice, I'll take my chances." Her mind went blank before a thousand images flooded through her head. "Stop, stop." I yelled.
The images froze, one standing out 56th or 66th it was to blurry to tell. "Alice-"
"I know what you are going to say and yes I can see some number but for all I could know it can be 166th or 155th or 198th. It could be anywhere," she exclaimed.
"Alice we have to try," my grip tightened. Her mind blanked again, flashing back to the street, only it turned to a building. 5627 56th and Amative Avenue.
"We have an address, let's go." I grabbed my keys and headed towards the door. Alice hopped ahead, blocking me.
"Edward, think about what I just told you," she urged. I went over our conversation until it hit me.
"Yes, why is it clear now?" She asked to confirm.
"I don't care Alice, I will get to her."She grabbed my arm, holding me back.
"You may not want to know what's at the end of this hallway Edward." She warned.
"What?" I snapped. "What's at the end?" Her eyes harden and slowly she turned away, facing the wall.
"I warn and warn. Shit Edward, you think we don't care about how this will hurt you if Bella is lost. Or how about how she feels. At this very moment we have the chance to run, but are we? No, we are still here."She fiddled with the pencil flipping it back in forth. It wasn't childish or a show of weakness. I could hear the wood splintering on the pencil, the graphite turning to dust. Finally, the pencil snapped from her anger.
"Alice-" Her far off gaze stopped me in my tracks. Bella lay cold on the floor, shivering. Another vision hit Alice; Bella was dead from the cold, burning from a fire.
I could hear the slam of my car door. Alice shoving the key in and starting the engine. But I wasn't there; the vision played over and over again. I felt a sting on my face, shocking me out of the replay.
"Idiot," Rosalie shrieked. "Get your ass out there." I didn't look back at her, I did as she suggested, and like Alice, was in the car in milliseconds.
Alice hit the gas, and the engine stalled before it breathed with life. She sped down the road; quickly we made it to the highway.
The vision had stopped; did that mean we were too late, that Bella was dead. My heart burned, registering the fact that it was a possibility. What of the upcoming battle? God knows how unable I will be if Bella is dead. But then, my fury and sadness will be directed towards the enemy. But I could see it now, as soon as the battle had been fought, the fire started to burn the rest of the bodies. I would jump in, Esme would be heartbroken but there would be nothing to live for.
I stopped thinking of thee sadness it would cause my family, my coven. I focused at the task at hand, making sure that Bella was alive. If she was not, then I would fight with my coven.
But death have mercy on the fool who dare be crazy enough to cross my path on the battle field. The door slamming brought me out of my thoughts, I checked the clock, no more than thirty minutes had passed and we were here. I quickly made my way out of the car, running towards the back alley.
The back door was wedged open by a brick, a note taped to the side door stood like a red flag.
Dear (who ever finds this note),
You motherfucker, I hope you find her body after the fire starts. If this is the cops, we filled the sprinkler system with butane gas, one sign of any fire, (the bitch is bound to get cold) it will go off. If it is some magical fucking wimpy Cullen, I hope her body is charred beyond recognition.
Sincerely who gives a fucking flying crap about you.
Alice, being swift behind me, was gasping at the note. I threw it on the ground, rushing inside. I could smell the gas burning. The hallway was dusky, but I paid it no mind. There was a door at the end of the hallway. I was grasping at the handle, breaking the lock instantly. There was nothing in here, and then I remembered number seven. I started hitting the floor with my shoes looking for a hollow point. It took me seven tries, Alice eventually coming to help me, till we found it. `
I grabbed the steel office chair and banged at the floor. I stopped immediately once I realized that that steel could spark, causing another fire if the sprinkler system was rigged with gas. The smell was getting more powerful and filled my nose like rotting food. We continued to stomp on the floor, finally making a puncture after twenty minutes. I crushed the three layers of steel easily once my arm was around them. The hole was big enough to fit only one person. I looked inside and there lay my Bella, unconscious. A flame started in the center of the floor, growing bigger.
A/N I was lost for a little time. It's been awhile so I hope you like it. Merry chirstmas holiday, leave a christams present and I wont need to tell you what it is. Now honestly, if you dont like this chapter than oh well because I'm happy with it. No I want to ask you guys something, do you think my writing has improved, lessened, or stayed the same?