Authors Note: OMG! It's been over two years that I left this story. I didn't mean to leave it but hey, life gets in the way. And a lot has been going on. In the past two years, I got married and moved across the country to be with my husband. We have been married for two years and life has been one roller coaster after another. But no matter how long went by this story would come to mind and I always knew that I wanted to finish, just never had the time. Now I am under a lot of stress but this seems to help destress me. Hopefully I still have some readers interested in the story and want me to finish it just as much as I want to finish it. No matter what I swear to you, I will finish this story!

Disclaimer: As always my name is not Stephenie Meyer so I do not own anything Twilight.

Artemis POV:

I open my eyes to me laying on the ground in a small room, where he stands over me. Hitting, kicking, and whipping me over and over. I try to bock him from hitting my baby but realize it is gone. I struggle to get up, having to find my baby, but he hits me again and again, knocking me back down.

Finally he stops and I realize he has disappeared. I slowly get up and look around. The room has no doors, so where did he go? Looking around, there is nothing here. But then I hear a baby's cry. I turn to see a baby, my baby, on the bed. Before I can reach it, the bed and the baby vanish and I fall to the ground.

"No," I scream. There on the floor I cry and let the darkness swallow me up once more.

I jolt myself awake and at first very confused on where I am. How did I get here? Where's Doug? I try to lift my head up but fail when pain shoots through my body.

"Oh honey, you're awake," I hear someone say quietly. Moving only my eyes, I look to the left and see my mom sitting next to the bed.

"Wh…Where am I? What day is it? Wh-Wheres Doug?" I try to ask but the words barely come out.

"Don't strain yourself to talk. We are at the hospital with Dr. Cullen. You have been asleep for the past three days. It's Friday, April 9th. And Doug… well Doug is… he's gone, honey," she explains this to me as she reaches out to brush my hair back. I flinch away from her touch. Hurt flashes on her face but she doesn't say anything.

"How long have I been gone?"

"A week and a half," she replies," I am so sorry honey," starting to cry.

I don't answer, instead I try looking around the room again and find him, sleeping in an armchair across the room.

"What is he doing here?" I try to say.

"He hasn't left since he found you. He won't leave, even to sleep or eat. I think you found the-,"

"I don't want him here," I interject, try to yell but my voice isn't having it, though its loud enough to wake him up.

His eyes meet mine but I look away.

"You're aw-,"

"Leave," I say, cutting him off.

"Wh-What?" he stumbles.

"Leave."

When he doesn't make any movement to leave, I look to my mom," I don't want him here. Make him leave," I demand as stern as I can.

She looks to me then to Embry and back to me," Embry, I think she needs some space. Do you mind leaving please?" she asks nicely.

I look back at him for a split second but that's enough to see the pain on his face. Good. Hopefully he will get the message and move on.

The door clicks shut and I know he is gone. I stare at the ceiling for who knows how long. I can tell my mom wants to talk more but I don't have the energy. The door clicks open but I can't see who it is.

"Hello Artemis," I hear Dr. Cullen's voice say. I look to where his voice is coming from, to the right of my bed.

"Hi," I reply, barely getting the words out.

"How are you feeling today?" he asks.

"How do you think?" I respond.

"Not good but getting better, I hope. It's good to see you awake though."

"How bad is it this time?" I ask, not really wanting to know the answer.

"Well, you have a lot of bruising and swelling but no broken bones. The baby seems to be okay. The worst of your injuries is on your back. You have a lot of bruising, along with cuts and welts that may cause infection. And your body is slightly dehydrated and malnourished but that's what the IV's are for. With lots of rest and antibiotics, you will be okay… physically," he tells me.

I can't breathe. Air isn't filling my lungs fast enough. Images keep flashing through my mind. Him kicking me. Him on top of me. Him whipping me with his belt. Him telling me he loves me. Then him kicking me again. Over and over, again and again the images keep flying through my mind. I can't breathe. I gasp and gasp for air but nothing is working…

"Breathe Artemis, breathe. Breathe in… Breathe out… focus on me okay? Breathe in… Breathe out," Dr. Cullen tells me softly and after a few minutes of this, my breathing becomes normal again.

"What happened?" my mom ask, her face showing how scared she is.

"Artemis just had a panic attack. What were you thinking about?" he asks me.

"Nothing… Everything… I don't know," I tell him, not wanting to talk about it.

"Okay, I'm going to let you get some rest. Becky, can I see you outside for a moment?" He asks, turning to my mom.

"Sure."

They leave and I hear the door click. A few minutes later the door clicks open. I expect my mom but instead a young blonde nurse comes into view.

"Hello Artemis. I am just going to clean your bandages on your back. Do you mind?"

I shake my head no.

"I'm just going to roll you onto your side and be as fast as I can, okay?" I nod back.

She rolls me over and I hold, as best as I can that is, onto the bedrail. I flinch as she touches my back but I know she is here to help. As she touches my back the images of the whipping come back. It's as if I am teleported back into the moments. I can hear the crackle of his belt hitting my back, I feel the pain all over again, and I see him standing over me. I let out a small cry.

"I'm so sorry. I'm not meaning to hurt you. I am almost done," she responds.

A few minutes later, she is finally done. She helps me lay back down. The nurse says goodbye and leaves.

I try to fall back asleep but the same images flash through my mind over and over again. Why won't they go away? Instead I just lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking of nothing. If I let my mind wander it goes to dark places, and I can't handle that right now.

Who knows how long I lay there but finally, I hear the door click open and my mom comes into view.

"Sorry that took so long, honey. Dr. Cullen wanted to talk about a couple of things," she says sitting back down in her chair next to the bed.

"Like what?" I ask.

"Nothing you have to worry about right now, okay?" Now let's set you up and we can watch some t.v.," she tells me, giving me a small smile.

I try to smile back but have no idea if I succeed.

Again I want to say how sorry I am that it is taking me so long to finish! But I have so many new ideas and how I want this story to end. I want to finish it so bad! You know what to do now. If you love it, hate it, or just want to give me some ideas or tell me your favorite part, then review and let me know! I would also love to hear if you are still interested in this story so please review! Till next time…

-Kels J