1"Willa, it's Riley," he whispered in her ear. " I followed you here. I didn't trust Julius. I know you're scared and I know you are in pain, but, I'm here. I will protect you. Do you understand? Shake your head, yes or no." The instructions were so simple, how could complying be so difficult?She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head 'yes'.

"Good," he continued, "I'm not going to move my hand because he will hear even the slightest noise. He bit you?" It was more rhetorical than anything, but, still she shook her head 'yes' again.

"Willa, I am going to take you away. Far away from here, from him." She shook her head 'yes' again, though they both knew it was unnecessary. Then he felt her warm tears on his hand. If only he knew that these were tears of comfort, of thanks. Then, he scooped her up in his arms tightly, told her to close her eyes, and he began to run. Being a vampire, Riley ran at a little over two hundred miles per hour, without breaking a sweat. When she felt the wind stop hitting her face fiercly, she knew he had stopped, and she opened her eyes to look around. She saw a smile dinner off to the left, and a small yellow BMW to the right.

Just as he began to walk towards the BMW, the driver's door opened and Julius stepped out. Willa began to scream. Riley didn't bother to stop her. Julius' eyes were on her, and she definitely knew it. Julius slowly walked towards Riley.

"You dare touch her?" he growled.

"You bit her. YOU bit HER. I told you that you would. And what did you say to me? You said 'I love her too much to touch her' that's what you said to me. Do you remember what my response to that, Julius?" he continued, "I do. I told you, that if you ever touched her, ever hurt her in any way, I would kill you." Julius stopped short.

"Do you have nothing to say for what you have done?" Riley spat in disgust.

Julius turned his back on Riley and said, "I will get her back, Riley, I will," before running off almost as fast as Riley had. Riley just walked to his BMW. Willa still in his arms, he opened the passenger door, sat her down, and buckled her in before closing the door and walking to his own seat. He sat down, turned the key, and the engine came roaring to life. They spun out of the dirt parking lot. As he drove south he pulled out his phone and dialed. The phone read "Calling 'Uncle Carlisle' ".

"Hello," came his uncle's voice.

Then Riley began to speak in such a fast paced voice that the only thing Willa understood was, "We'll be there in two days." Then he hung up. Willa was starting to get dizzy from loss of blood. She opened her eyes and immediatly looked away from the window.

"How fast are we going?" she asked calmly.

"You shouldn't worry about that. How are you feeling?" he asked, risking a glance at her.

"Fine," she replied dishonestly.

"I'm so sorry, Willa. We need to patch you up. I tried to protect you, but, I was too late."

She didn't know what to say. Here she was bleeding to death in some stranger's expensive car, and here he is trying to save her life.

"Get the first aid kit out of the glove compartment if you can," he said, "I'll clean you up when we stop," he said. Then he pulled over long enough to tightly bandage her neck. Then Willa fell into such a deep sleep that when she finally did wake up, the car was parked outside of an old gas station and Riley was nowhere to be seen.