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Allo! Aha. I enjoyed that last chapter. I hope it didn't make anyone squirm and wonder what was going to happen. And to that one review from Sweetly Sarcastic I DEFFINATLY will not let anyone die. I can promise you that. No one is going to be dieing in this fanfic as long as I shall live. Well, not necessarily but I mean main characters. K thanks.

Run

My first instinct was to run. And I might have just done that if it weren't for the seven vampires in front of me. It had all happened so quickly. Rosalie had pounced trying to gain contact with my open wounds and flesh, but Edward wasn't giving me up that easily. He rounded on the others glaring at them menacingly. At Rosalie's second attempt to jump towards me Edward lost it.

He growled a roar so loud that even I cringed at the sound of it. This was a side of Edward I'd never seen before, and planned on never seeing again. What happened next was pretty much a blur. I saw the front door burst open and a fierce looking Emmett stepped through. I seemed to be the only one fazed by his presence, although I knew he must have heard Edward in the distance. Emmett walked towards the vampires, growling, but their eyes never ceased to look away from me and my crimson blood now hopelessly flowing to the floor.

"Rose," Emmett was looking at her, startled by the position she took at a crouch before me. Immediately as Emmett had spoken her name I saw her dark eyes soften.

She snapped out of her vampiric reverie and looked at the scene before her. She tried to side step her way towards me in a protecting way but Edward growled as she stepped much too close for his liking. She did the last thing I could expect and brown down into heart filled sobs. Emmett quickly ran to her side and pulled her next to Edward forming a wall in front of me.

"Get her out of here Edward!" Emmett shouted as he noticed Eleazar inching towards us.

I instantly felt cool hands around my waist lifting me up off the ground. I held the sleeves of my sweater down tighter as to block the blood now pouring out of the wounds, but shards of glass had stuck into the fabric and was now making the cuts deeper. I whimpered as the back of Edward's pressed against the deep cuts in my arms and he pulled me closer to him. We ascended up a staircase I had never noticed before and Edward was making sharp turns left and right before we abruptly stopped outside of what I noticed as Rosalie and my room.

He shoved the door open and we entered. I was to scared to worry about him seeing it as a mess. "Get your stuff from the bathroom."

I sprinted towards the bathroom and picked up all of my belongings. I debated whether or not to grab Rosalie's as well but I decided to leave it. Once I had everything in my hands I ran back to my room to see Edward stuffing the last of my clothing into my yellow duffel bag. With a pull of the zipper he slung it over his should and walked over to me. He gently picked me up with a swift movement and we were off. I didn't know if the scent or proximity of my blood had bothered Edward too much, and nor did I asked him. My head rested against Edward's cool neck as we stepping into the cold weather. And there I slowly drifted into unconsciousness.

I woke up to a faint humming noise in my left ear. Then feeling his cool breath against the side of my head as he took in deep breaths staying in tune with the song; my lullaby. I lifted my arm to place it on his hand but soon discovered that I couldn't. Something had all of my fingers trapped together and was wound all the way to my elbows. As I was pretty much a cripple, I just grunted to acknowledge my wakefulness.

His beautiful humming stopped and I almost regretted interrupting him. "Bella? Are you awake?"

"Would I be making ugly grunting noises if I were asleep?" I asked sarcastically, not expecting a reply.

"Well, yeah knowing you. You grunt and moan a lot in your sleep. Last night had been quite peculiar." He sounded sketchy and a note of worry escaped with his words.

I'd had the dream again.

I cringed as I fully remember the dream this time and mentally kicked myself as Edward noticed.

"What did you dream about Bella?"

Could I simply lie to him and tell him it was just a silly nightmare? I'd been working hard these past few months with my honesty with Edward even though I knew he would make a big fuss and just worry about me. And besides, had he heard too much of my sleep talk to if I was telling him a lie or not? Maybe lying to him was for the best.

I settled for the truth. I told him everything I could possibly remember about the dream I had the previous night and then again. He listened intently and his expression unfaded.

"And the weird thing is," I continued without thinking, "It's the exact same Tiernan as I met at the mall. Maybe I'm just having silly dreams about him." My hand automatically covered my mouth as I noticed my small mistake.

Edwards expression hardened. "What did you just say?"

I knew telling him about the dream would be a bad idea. "Nothing, forget I said it."

"Bella, listen to me," he sounded like he was pleading and almost...scared? "What do you mean you met Tiernan?"

"Oh, so you know him then?"

"Bella," he said warningly.

"Alright," I groaned, "Rosalie, the girls and I went to the mall in Anchorage the other day and well, when we were leaving some Tiernan guy just introduced himself to me, no biggie. Well at least I didn't think so." And I got up to only have Edward pushing my gently back down into the bed.

"This is important Bella," he looked deep into my eyes with all seriousness, "Go get washed up and we'll talk when you're done."

He finally allowed me to get up and I had taken in my surroundings for the first time that morning. We were in a small room at some motel as I could see Edward's shining Volvo parked outside. I walked over to the table by the door where I saw my bag and pulled out my toiletries. In the bathroom I unbuttoned my shirt embarrassedly as I realized Edward must have taken my dirty clothes off from the night before and put new ones on me. Now he probably thinks I wear frilly underwear all the time. I mentally smacked myself in the forehead and I felt heat rising in my cheeks.

After struggling quite a big to get my clothes off due to the mounds of gauze around my arms I turned the hot shower on. I slowly began to take the white bandages off of my arms and hands for examination. My left arm had a deep cut leading from elbow to wrist the was still oozing blood and pus. My right arm had a lot of tiny scratches and just one really deep cut in my hand. I jumped into the shower having a sudden need to be clean and pulled out my soap and shampoo It was tremendously hard washing your hair with one hand and at one point I found myself contemplating whether or not to call Edward for help. I decided to save myself the embarrassment.

After much trouble I was finally hopping out of the shower. A lot of my cuts had re-opened and I now hand fresh blood slowly dripping down my arms. And it didn't even bother me one bit. I took of of the dark towels from the rail next to the shower and pulled it around me and tied a knot to hold it in place. I stepped out of the bathroom holding my hands high above my head. I once heard somewhere that if you held a bleeding body part above the heart, less blood would travel through it and slow down the flow. Edward was sitting at the small desk next to the door, and I'd forgotten to be embarrassed.

"Sit," he motioned to the chair across from him. I sat down willingly in front of a basin of steaming water and a cloth. I also noticed more white gauze and inflammatory cream.

"Let me see your arm."

I held my left arm out to him and grimaced slightly as he wiped away the blood with the hot water. After patting my cuts dry with a towel he applied the yellow cream and wrapped the gauze around it just as he had before, but this time leaving my hand free.

He held his hand out for my right arm and I willingly abided. I looked down into Edward's hands and saw a great amount of blood covering them. And I wondered.

"Does it bother you?" I asked and his head shot up to me, "The blood I mean."

"Not nearly as much as it had the first time I'd seen it cut."

I nodded just as he was gently working the cream onto my cuts. The medication burned as he applied it but when I winced he brought his cool lips to my arm and blew his chilly breath across it.

"Thanks," I said examining my arm as he'd covered it with gauze. Edward stood up and cleared the table in front of us then brought me over a styrofoam container.

He sat down in front of me again and opened the container revealing bacon and eggs. He pushed it towards me along with a fork and leaned against the table in front of me, just as he had that one time in the Italian restaurant in Port Angeles. He brushed a piece of hair out of my face and leaned over the table.

"We need to talk about a few things." He sighed and sank back into his padded chair with his elbows propped on the table.

When I didn't make a move to talk he started again. "That night, when you left Forks, I was so―I was so scared Bella. Between Alice's vision and your running away I got more frightened then you could ever imagine."

My eyes were plastered to his, listening intently. "The vision Alice had almost made no sense at all until she let me see all of it. Then I knew I had to get you away."

I interrupted him before he could continue. "Yes, but what was the vision?" He was sidetracking away from answering it, but I had him now.

"Bella..." he trailed off and a look of anger flashed across his eyes as he gave a low growl. "It was that damn Newton kid at our school. He was on our trail after the girl Emmett had killed was reported missing. The bastard started following us around and got you alone one day and oh Bella, the things he did to you. It took all I had not to run to his house right then and there and snap his neck off, even if the vision hadn't happened. Before I could even try to explain things to you though, you ran off resorting to being followed by Rose."

A deep blush crept into my face as I remembered how I'd acted that night. I made a complete idiot of myself when he was just trying to protect me. Edward caught my blush with his fingertips and looked at me intently.

"Do you understand why I wanted to leave so bad? I didn't want Emmett to kill someone and for those things to happen to you. I would never, ever leave you just because Bella."

I cast my eyes down staring directly in front of my at the brown table. He sensed that I felt awkward because of that night and moved on. "Lets talk about that dream of yours."

He folded his arms across his chest and leaned back into his chair, expecting me to talk. Finally after a few minutes of staring I said, "What about it?"

"Well, what exactly happened in the dream? Your description was quite vague before."

I thought about whether or not to tell him exactly how the dream went, but I decided to because it might be important.

"It happened just as I told you before. It was really weird though. I knew the body wasn't mine but it felt like I'd been there before, running from Tiernan. And when he was sucking the blood out of me," I motioned to my neck, "It was the weirdest feeling I've ever had...like, I don't know."

I looked down because of my loss for words as I couldn't explain what the dream was like. The truth was, the feeling was almost like the one I get when Edward kisses me until my knees go weak. It felt like that invisible force was pressing me down into the earth trying to crush me. But I simply couldn't tell Edward that.

He looked at me curiously. "What do you mean the body wasn't yours?"

"I mean I was in another person's body. It felt real and all but it totally wasn't me. The thing I noticed was the blond hair falling into my face as I ran, and she was way taller then me. Probably a lot prettier too." I scoffed as I thought about it.

Edward then stood up and came to lift me out of my chair and into his arms. I looked into his eyes as he walked us towards the bed, "Impossible, you're too beautiful."

He spoke with his lips touching mine and his cool breath tickled my face. When we reached the bed he gently put me back in the spot where I'd woken up and lay down facing me.

We lay in silence for a minute just gazing into each others eyes. And if Edward had not taken the liberty to rest his cold hand on my bare side I wouldn't have even noticed.

"Oh my god!" I hopped up out of the bed as quickly as my gauzed arms would allow and shot to my yellow duffel bag. I scrambled through it looking for a simple pair of sweats.

"Ohmygod, ohmygod." I was freaking out, he'd seen me pretty much half naked! "It's not funny!" I exclaimed as I saw him in a fit of uncontrollable laughter on the bed.

"Yes it is." And he walked up behind me resting his chin against my shoulder. My face, once again, flushed pink.

I let my head fall backwards into him. "There's no need to be embarrassed Bella."

I snorted and began going through my bag again. "Easy for you to say."

"Okay, what do you want me to do?" He looked at me expectantly.

"I-I didn't mean," I was at a loss for words. Why did I have to have such an angelic like boyfriend?

"I'll walk through the room naked if it makes you feel any better." A smirk pulled on the side of his mouth.

My face must have looked like a tomato because I even felt myself go hot. "Umm."

He laughed and pulled me towards him. "I'm joking Bella." He placed a hard kiss on my lips and pulled away. "Get dressed love."

After getting my bearings together after having him kiss me so hard I once again turned to the duffel bag and pulled out the gray sweats I had placed on top. I looked to Edward and he was facing the other way so I let down my towel and pulled on my underwear and bra, which took about a lifetime, then pulled on my pants. However when it came to my shirt I found my arms getting stuck behind my head and my head through an armhole. Not being able to see, I tripped up and fell right back on my butt.

"Nggghhhhhhh." I made a funny sound as I fell.

I just sat there trying to lift myself back up but I couldn't, when I heard a deep laugh and I knew Edward had turned around. "Edward!"

"Calm down Bella, stop moving." I could feel his smile as he walked over towards me on the floor.

I felt his hands underneath my arms and he lifted me up to my feet. He chuckled again as his hands went underneath my shirt to grab the edges and he pulled it back over my head. And so there I was, in the middle of our hotel room in a bra. I felt my breath catch in my throat as I looked at Edward staring down at me and I became self conscious, trying to wrap my arms around my body.

Edward threw my shirt onto the bed and pulled my arms gently away from myself. "Don't."

He had barely whispered it. I felt my heart flutter in my chest as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled my bare body close to him. He had one of his cool hands at the base of my neck, chilling it of all the embarrassment that had crept up into it. He placed his other hand on my cheek and tilted my head up towards him. He was just looking into my eyes before he slowly leaned forward and kissed me forcefully, his lips hard against mine. He kept pulling me closer to him, deepening the kiss as he did so. When his mouth opened slightly I tried deepening the kiss even more but Edward stopped. Like usual.

Before he could see the look of disappointment on my face I quickly smiled and leaned into him. He pulled at my waist and was leading towards the bed again. I hopped back into my spot under the light sheet and waited for Edward to join me. He yanked off his plain white shirt and threw it down next to mine and fell down into the bed next to me. I automatically leaned my back against him and he wrapped his arms around me, conscious of my bandaged arms. His cool skin against my heated body felt amazing lying next to him. His long arms snaked around me felt perfect.

After lying there for a few minutes with my eyes closed I took in a big breath and let it out. "So Edward, where are we?"

"Promise you won't be angry?"

"Edward," my eyes narrowed.

"We're in...China."

My eyes went so wide that I could feel them almost pop out of the sockets. "What do you mean we're in CHINA! Why, of all places, would you freaking bring me to CHINA! Do you know how far that is! I'm in big trouble."

"What's wrong with China?" And a hint of amusement crossed his eyes and I knew he had been joking.

"Ed-ward!" I said at his excuse of a joke, "How could you think that's funny? I almost had a heart attack!"

"I know, you're heart started beating so fast I almost got scared." I felt him smile behind me.

"Where exactly are we then? If you don't tell me I'll just go find out myself." I started to move to show him I wasn't joking about finding out myself but just as I'd expected he pulled me back to him.

"Hmm," he moaned nuzzling my neck, "We're in Georgia."

"Are you joking again? Because really, if you are I―"

"Bella, we're really in Georgia."

"But, how did we get here so fast? I mean it's like, on the whole other side of the country!"

"I have my ways."

"Wow," I was surprised, "How long are you planning on staying?"

"Well...I guess it kind of depends."

"Depends on what?"

He didn't answer. He just sat there with his arms wrapped tightly around my body and holding me as tightly as he could without breaking me. After waiting for nearly five minutes for an answer I realized I wasn't going to get one so I pulled away from him and propped myself on my elbows.

"Edward?"

He opened his eyes slowly and looked up at me. "Yes?"

I could tell by the way that he answered me that something was wrong. In that one moment that he looked at me I saw what I believe was the human Edward. The one with fears, hopes and dreams. His face startled me, because in that one moment it held so much pain and fear. I'd never seen his like this before. My heart leapt to my throat and I got butterflies in my stomach. I looked away from Edward and a dry sob shook my body. And just as fast as it had come, it had gone. The normal Edward was back.

"Oh Bella, I'm so sorry." He pulled my head towards his chest and pulled me to him stroking my hair.

"You have nothing to be sorry for Edward." I said through more sobs.

"Why are you crying? Angels aren't supposed to be sad." He whispered the last bit to me as he leaned into my head, pressing his lips against my ear.

I needed to tell him. Expose him once again to my one and only fear. One that I didn't, at this very moment, know would be meddled with in the future. The one fear in which had my whole heart and soul put into it. In that moment a few minutes earlier he had been so vulnerable, yet here he was whispering these soothing words into my ear as I sat and cried.

"I," I hiccuped, "I just don't ever want to lose you."

He stroked my hair one last time before taking my face in his hands and pulling me to look at him.

"You will never lose me Bella, and I mean it. I would never do that to you."

He looked into my eyes with such promise and meaning and I knew I believed him. I lay down in his arms until my body stopped shaking.

"Bella," he startled me as I had almost been asleep.

I looked up at him.

"Alice and Jasper should be here soon," he paused for a minute, biting his lip which was very un-Edwardlike, "I have to tell you something."

And I did it again. I started blubbering like a blubbering idiot, except worse. I don't even know why I started, he hadn't even told me anything yet. It was just his tone. He gave me a reassuring hug and decided it was safe to continue.

"You know that girl Emmett killed..." he had trailed off like he always does when he's nervous about telling me something.

I only thought of one thing. It must be someone I know. "Who was it?" I tried to sound brave.

Edward looked up at me with his light topaz eyes, and I knew behind them there were millions of emotions going through his head.

His voice was small, "Angela Weber."

Angela...

That name seemed so distant to me now. I felt angry and hurt for what Emmett had done for about ten seconds, then a thought came to my head. Were the Cullen's leaving?

"Edward," he saw the worried look on my face, and he knew my question.

"Bella, you'll never lose me, remember?" he smiled in what he thought was a reassuring way but I knew he was being brave for me.

I rested my head against his chest playing thoughts out in my mind for what could have been hours. I sat, barely moving. I was thinking of everything that had happened in just the few days I'd been away from home. Becoming friends with Rosalie, the paper cut accident, and now my friend being killed by my other friend. Who just happens to be a vampire. I don't know how I did it but I managed to forget about it; everything. Every worry left with each tear that fell and only when I'd finally became totally silent did Edward dare speak again.

"How are you feeling?" Just hearing his voice after those hours of silence made me feel better.

"Much better." I said sitting up with the help of Edward.

He wiped my tears from my face and just sat staring at me. He had that look again, but this time I'd put my finger on exactly what it was. Worry and regret. I turned away from him not able to stand the look any longer.

"Come on," he said getting up and pulling his shirt on. "Let's go eat and then we can meet Alice and Jazz."

"Okay." I said and I lifted my arms so he knew I needed help getting up from the huge bed. He pulled me onto my feet and steadied me on the floor in front of him.

I walked over to my bag pulling out the first outfit I came across. Green shirt and blue jeans. After Edward helped me do up my jeans and pulled my shirt over my head he grabbed his keys on the bedside table. We were headed for the front foor out of the hotel room and he stopped to face me.

"Ready?"

I smiled at him and held out my un-bandaged hand for him to take. He took that as a yes and held my hand tightly as we made our way out of the door. And off we went, driving into the afternoon sun without a worry in the world. We both knew that our time in that hotel room that morning wouldn't need to be mentioned. We both understood the problems we were faced with and knew that no matter what, we'd get through it together.

A/N: Guess what? This stupid chapter took me the longest to write, and it's the shortest, and it sucks. OMG I don't know whats been up with me lately but I seriously can't think of anything to write! I definitely have a BAD case of writers block. So, this chapter. I know Bella was a bit out of character with all her crying and stuff, I think? But I don't know. I tried to do this the best I can as a little building chapter. I just needed something to work with and this was it. And plus you kinda-ish learned some of the secrets Edward was keeping, but trust me, there's more. So I hope you liked it, and I hope you don't mind that I killed Angela. Ha-ha. If anyone can help me whatsoever to give me a few pointers or ideas for the plot they will be greatly appreciated. So this was my first just Bella and Edward chapter, and pretty much the only one for a while. Jasper and Alice will be coming to Georgia to see them in the next chapter. And they all stay together. And I promise the next chapter won't be all crying and stuff. But come on, poor Bella just got almost attacked by six vampires! What do you expect? Ha-ha. Anyways, please review, I hope you enjoyed. Oh yeah and sorry for any mistakes and such!

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