I automatically sit up on the bed, pushing off Edward in the process, landing him on the ground.
"Grab your shoes, and things and meet me in the kitchen…" he whispered, as he got to his feet.
I nod and wordlessly run towards the room where I placed my things, shoving my feet into my boots before grabbing my sweater and bulky backpack before rushing to the kitchen.
When I reach the kitchen, Edward is standing by the refrigerator, tapping his fingers on something before a small hiss is heard and he turns and gestures for me to go.
I take a breath in before hopping down into what seems like a hole in the ground. As soon as I fall through I land on the deck of a small boat.
I feel Edward land beside me before he pulls something and another hiss is heard.
He quickly yanks me to my feet before pulling me into the door and down the stairs.
"Stay here. I'll get us to safety, and come get you when the coast is clear." He says as he shoves off his backpack, and heads back up the stairs.
As soon as he rushes out of the room, I curl myself into the corner of the wide room. Noticing there is a large bed in the middle of the room, along with a door, which seems to be a bathroom.
I feel a sharp tug as we begin to move quickly through the body of water, along with a small hum of the engine. I pull out the gun Edward left with me, and aim for the door.
Hours later, I see as the sun begins to shine through one of the windows, and still no Edward.
After waiting another fifteen minutes, I slowly get up and stretch before trying to silently head up the stairs towards the cockpit.
I walk through the boat that now looks bigger than before, and find Edward leaning heavily against the helm of the boat.
As I reach the helm, I almost want to scream at the horrifying sight. Edward has a small wound on his shoulder that has bled through his shirt.
"Oh my goodness, what happened to you?!" I asked, rushing to his side, and pulling his shirt away from his skin.
"I got hit with a stray bullet." He grits out, as he steers the boat through the river.
I quickly head back to my backpack, and quickly pull out the large red bag, which I always carry full of first aid essentials and medical equipment in case of emergency, before rushing back up the stairs.
Edward eyes me warily as I rush back into the room, and quickly begin pulling out bandages, rubbing alcohol, medical tweezers and scissors, gauzes, and medical thread.
"What the fuck are you doing?" He asks, wide-eyed.
"Sit down." I order, ignoring his question.
He stares at me like I'm the crazy one, and goes to plop down on the chair in front of me.
I quickly pull on a pair of latex gloves and slowly help him remove his shirt. Ignoring the art that is decorating his arms as I do.
He groans in pain as I finally get the shirt off, then proceed to rub on a numbing agent I had in the bag, before proceeding to shove my index finger into the bullet wound to make sure the bullet was out.
As I move it slowly around I feel as my finger connects to the bullet lodge to the muscle and slowly dislodge it before pulling it out with the tongs.
I move quickly to sterilize the wound after stitching it.
"How do you feel?" I whispered, after I finally finished wrapping it in bandages and staring at him.
"Like I need a fucking drink." He muttered, sagging into the chair.
"Why don't you go and get some rest? I can take over for you, while you sleep…" I whispered.
"No, I'll be alright now, thank you…" he whispered back.
I nodded, as I sterilized my equipment and put away the rest.
It takes me a moment to realize he fell asleep in his chair when I walked back into the room.
I almost wanted to laugh at how cute he looked, but smile and silently put the boat into autopilot, before sitting down in the seat across from his.
I don't realize I fell asleep until I feel someone softly shaking me awake sometime later.
"Bella, hey, Bella...looks like the danger is over. We can go get some rest now.." He whispers.
I blink a few times before I realize where we were now, unsure if I was seeing it correctly, I looked down to my watch.
We had slept away the better part of the day and were now crossing Hetawachi tribal lands. We still needed to pass through the Yatechi and Kionwichi tribal lands.
I checked the navigation system that was placed before the boat, realizing we were close to the Archuagan tribe. A few miles away, in fact.
"What's wrong?" I heard him ask me, as I stood looking towards the horizon.
I had to get a closer look, so I quickly exited the small control room, and walked on the deck searchingly.
"Bella, is something wrong?" He asked me, following me out.
"No," I whispered, staring ahead.
"How long before we reach?" He asks, flinching as he rotated his shoulder.
"I'd say, about three days… two, maybe three, at the most. We've only traveled about a quarter of the way…" I replied, as I watched the sun begin to set. "I think you should go lay down, your shoulder is probably bothering you right about now…" I say, looking back at him.
He sighs, flinching at the action before looking back towards the doorway that led down the stairs. "Call me if you need anything?" He asks.
"I promise." I say, smiling at him in response.
He nods at me before stepping closer, and leaning down to give me a small peck and quickly heading down the stairs to get some rest.
I watch him disappear through the doorway before sighing and touching my lips. "Is it normal to feel like this after only a few kisses?" I whispered to myself, biting my lip and heading back to the control room, smiling widely.
A/N:So sorry I accidentally skipped this chapter.