The final chapter! I legit cried...

Well, hopefully, you have enjoyed this journey with me as much as I have enjoyed hiking you around for the ride.

Inuyashademons14 - Don't be too sad, darling!

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Edward stood calmly enough, watching the scene in front of him with an almost disinterested look in his eyes till his eyes found me, the calmness giving over to an emotion that I was too dazed to process.

"Man of the hour," James howled. "I was hoping you'd show up, you know, with all the might of your coven. Give it a little incentive," he quickly made a move and excruciating pain flooded me.

I didn't register the hurtling force that was Edward as he flew at James at an impossible speed, throwing them both into the stairs, the marble caving in.

A roar, deafening and ear shattering, erupted in the marble hall and then another, a high pitched laughter. "Is that the best you can do?"

I tilted my head, trying to find my bearings as I saw Edward push James against a bust of a man, James's nose looked bent out of shape and his mouth was openly bleeding but Edward was way past gone. His eyes, glowing gold-green flamed as he slammed his fist down on James's arm. The snap of bone was sickening as I tried to crawl back.

I managed to push myself as far as Stephen when a tickling of glass told me that someone had crossed the same barrier I had. I turned to see blurry shapes flicker around us as James and Edward continued to snarl at each other.

Soothing hands wrapped around me and I felt myself being lifted into Alice's arms and backed up. "Edward, calm down," another voice yelled and I opened my eyes to see Carlisle grip Edward and push him away while Jasper and Emmett gripped James between them.

"Alice," Jasper called and she gave me a concerned look before flitting away to the pair.

"Tulika, Tulika," Someone cradled my battered body to them and I sighed against Edward's woody smell. "You came back for me?" I asked, thickly.

His beautiful face was spinning. Or maybe that was just me; I gulped and bent over as another wave of pain hit me and I erupted into bloody coughs. Edward groaned as he tried to sit me up.

"Just you get better, you can't imagine the trouble you are in," he whispered as another person joined us.

I gripped blindly at the person's arm. "Stephen…he's…alive?"

There was a heavy pause in which I could only see Edward staring intently at whoever was sitting across from him. "His neck broke, when he hit the floor. It must've been almost instantaneous."

It was enough for my heart to drop to my stomach – literally and figuratively. "No, oh god, no…please, don't be dead…this is my fault." Hot tears flooded down my cheek but Edward quickly swiped them away. "Calm down, Tulika, please, it's not helping…Carlisle, do something…she's bleeding too much." He said, frantically before adding something that I would've missed if I wasn't so focused on him.

"I can hear her heartbeat slowing."

I knew it, I thought numbly. My heartbeat was going. I was fading away. I was…the word was difficult to think about, much less say it but I had to.

"Edward," I reached out and took his face in my hand. "I'm not going to make it." His face immediately turned to outrage. "Don't you dare say that, Carlisle won't let you die…You're strong, you're going to survive this. Come on, love, stay with me…" He said and I felt a quick jab in the crook of my elbow, making me flinch.

"Morphine, it's just morphine…hush, now…Carlisle," He said, before I heard Carlisle place a warm hand over my neck, just at my pulse. "I'm so sorry, son. She's lost too much. The only other alternative is to change her." Carlisle said heavily but I jumped. "No, no, let me go…" I slurred, already sleepy from the morphine. "No, no, please…Tulika, I love you, don't leave me, not like this." His voice broke at the end and I could just swear he was crying. "I love you too. Don't tell Bella or Charlie; just tell them…we went home. Promise me Edward," I said.

"I promise."

That was the last thing I heard before everything was silent.

Promise me Edward…

Those had been my final words to the man I loved. If anything, I was certain that he would keep it. My body was floating, but I was shrouded in darkness, my chest constricting painfully. I couldn't see anything, not even my hands, much less the white light at the end of the tunnel.

If this was dying…it kind of sucked.

The strange thing was…I could hear. I could hear muffled conversation, a familiar voice, softly calling my name, another voice, also familiar but much more hysterical.

My senses were coming back. I could hear beeping now, close to my head, I could feel cold air on my skin, a strong sharp smell that was clearly disinfectant in my nostrils. Was I not dead? I tried to move my fingers and I felt stiff sheets under them. Ok, this was way past weird.

"Are you going to wake up?" I jerked awake and my head slammed against the figure leaning over me. I gasped out loudly, my chest inflating and decompressing as I struggled to fill up on air. I was – quite literally – coming back from the dead. Let me tell you, the practice is not at all as romantic as the idea is made out to be.

"Ow, hey," The man complained.

"Edward…?" I said, wildly, trying to get off of the bed.

"No, it's me…Stephen," I blinked before I reached automatically for my glasses, sliding them on and looking around.

The room was white, a stand with various machines next to me. White sheets surrounded me and my left arm was tightly bound to me and my ankle in a brace.

"Edward," I breathed again. He'd managed to save me. Oh god, I owed him my life…or rather I owed Carlisle my life but… a horrifying idea hit me. I wasn't a vampire, was I? I didn't feel like one. I felt distinctly human. Stephen's mouth curled in a grimace and he shook his head.

"Tulika…oh my god," I looked up to see my mother and father burst in from the other side.

"Mom…?" I asked, horrified. Oh god, what would she say about Edward and the Cullens?

"Guess what…? We're back at home." Stephen said heavily and I stilled.

An indescribable pain bloomed somewhere in my chest as if a 100 ft python was wrapping itself methodically around me. I looked at Stephen and he looked away, blinking as if it hurt him too somewhere.

"We were so scared, baby. Your grandparents found you this morning and you wouldn't wake up. We tried everything…the doctors kept saying stuff about Retrograde Coma." She bent over, kissing my face.

"Mom, have I been missing for the past few months?" I asked, slowly.

"What…? No baby, it hasn't even been a week. Do you feel confused?"

"No," I whispered and as I realized just what I'd lost…and at the price what I'd gained my own world back, I couldn't hold it back.

"I just missed you." I said and placed my head against her shoulder, weeping for the people I'd probably never see again but I'd love forever.

This is the part I started bawling at. I mean, I don't feel the Twilight characters as much but in this book they are what I made them - so just deal with it!

I am going to thank a lot of people here.

Stephanie Meyer - you still are a little wacky for giving impressionable teens this wackdoodle of a book. And yes, you're still the suspicious one in my book.

All the readers - Thank you so much!

All the followers and ones who have faved this book - Thank you too!

The Reviewrs - You are awesome!

I enjoyed writing this. I hope you enjoyed reading it!

Much Much Love...

Vasilisa & Tulika