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Recap- I told myself I would find away back to Quil and with that reassurance I stared blindly out of the window watching the trees turn colors and watching the sun set to my left.

The car ride was excruciating, sitting still, wishing Quil would come save me. Liquid misery ran down my cheeks as tried to find a way to get back to La Push and thought of none. Edward would reach his icy hand over to try and comfort me and I flinched away sending him a death glare.

We stayed mostly on deserted roads and only passed through very small towns. Snow began to appear on the road and the car slowed some making me groan quietly thinking of being in the car longer. Edward and the girl in front talked too low and fast for me to hear as we began to finally pass through towns that may have actually had a population over 1000. It sounded as though they were having an argument about something, and Edward was winning.

Curiosity flowed through me as I tried to retrieve the memory of the girl's voice, and where I had heard it. I stared at her honey colored waves and tried to recall where I had seen that shade of blonde before. She tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear and the pale olive skin on her small hand intrigued me. I thought back to when I had seen it before and my heart skipped a beat when I remembered. That pale olive tone of skin was scattered throughout Volterra. I thought back to the color of Felix and Jane's skin.

A vampire from Volterra? He wouldn't bring one here, would he? No, no, there are other places that color of skin could be from that's just the only place I have seen it. But then how have I heard her voice before? Thoughts clouded my mind as I tried to comfort myself by coming up with a logical explanation. None came. I searched every corner of my mind and I finally found the memory of her voice. It was concerned but professional and disconnected, we were sitting in what looked to be a waiting room on a ruby red couch. I was sitting on Edward's lap crying cursing myself for the tears because I couldn't see his face. We had just seen the innocent people being led to their death the picture of the small woman with the rosemary flashed in my mind making my heart clench at the thought. "Gianna," I whispered very quietly under my breath. I squeezed my eyes shut and fought back the fear that rose in me.

"Yes," her voice rang from the front seat. I took a deep breath hoping Edward had a good reason for bringing someone from Volterra.

"Nothing." I whispered again leaning my forehead against the cold window.

"Have you two met?" Edward asked from beside me curious to how I knew her name.

I clenched my jaw biting back to threats I wanted badly to make. "In Volterra, in the waiting room, she was still-" I paused stumbling over the words. "She was still human."

I stared outside not looking at anything but merely trying to distract myself from the desolation of the car ride. "I remember that to." Edward's voice spoke almost sadly as if he recalled something about the memory that depressing.

"I'm sorry, Bella? Is it?" Her soft voice asked. I only murmured a mmhmm, from my ball on the seat. "I don't remember that." I shrugged and didn't answer not caring anymore.

The town passed quickly and soon we were back on a snowy road only accompanied my a few headlights as we drove. I yawned and realized that I had been up all night, my body begged for sleep but my mind told me that I couldn't sleep when I was being brought to an unfamiliar place in the middle of nowhere.

"Sleep now Bella," Edward said gently from his seat. He was looking at me with loving eyes.

"Since when do you have good intentions when it comes to me?" I snapped back.

"Bella, I love you. You know I love you, please, be with me. Stay with me, that's all I ask." His hand slowly made its way across the seat to my side where he gently placed his cold hand on my bare arm that was still wrapped around my stomach. For the first time since he took me I felt genuine sadness for him. I took a deep breath trying to calm the screams that wanted to escape my mouth.

"If you really loved me Edward you would let me stay with Quil. I don't love you like I did, I don't think I will ever again." I paused searching his face for some kind of understanding he only seemed to have possibility in his eyes. A little more anger seeped through my words as I continued. "Do you not get it Edward? You killed Jacob! You killed my best friend!" My words seemed to pain him and I took pleasure in that. Anger seethed in my stomach as I stared angrily at him. All sympathy that I had had for the man in front of me had evaporated leaving only the pure rage.

"Bella, don't you think I did it for a reason?" He waited for me to answer but I didn't. I waited for him to try and convince me. "Bella," He breathed running his hand over his face, "He was trying to take you from me." I rolled my eyes and looked back to the foggy window. I used my finger tips to make a circle through the cold layer so that I could see outside.

We drove by a sign that read, Welcome to Prince George, Canada. I almost lost it right then. I am all the way in Canada? Quil is never going to find me, I might as well let Edward kill me, or just die of depression. I smirked to myself. For some reason I couldn't find that depression, it was like I was numb. No tears came even as I thought of Quil and the possibility that I would never see him again. The hole in my torso was sealing itself without any help. Only anger remained and it was all flowing in my veins tainting my blood with its poison.

"Please Bella, try and believe me. He was going to kidnap you. He tried one night when I was out hunting. He tried to kidnap you Bella!" The hate the poured through my body simmered in my words.

"Sort of like what you're doing Edward?" I hissed.

"Bella, I love you, I am taking you with me so you won't get hurt. So that, that," He shook a little as he thought of the right word, "dog,won-"

"Don't you ever talk about Quil like that! Ever! You are the monster Edward! Not Quil, he loved me!" Edward flinched away from my words, but seemed to accept what I had said.

"Bella, I love you. I love you! Can't you see that? He could never love you like I do!" he looked like he would cry if he could. He was pouring everything into trying to make me understand and believe what he was saying. But I wouldn't, I didn't belong to him anymore.

I turned back to the window looking away from the vampire who I once loved. Snow started falling in light flakes from the dark gray clouds that covered the rising sun. The delicate white pieces fell on the window and immediately melted from the heat that ran through the car for my benefit. I watched as droplets began to flow down the window fighting off sleep that threatened to over take me. "Bella. Does he love you like I do? Can you really tell me that when he kisses you, you lose your breath from the ardor, like when we kissed? Can you tell me that you want him next to you every night when you sleep, where I was every night I could? Bella, does your heart race when he cradles you to his chest or when he holds you? Do you sit with him to just be with in his presence? To just stare into his eyes and know that the love you have for him is returned in every way?" he paused deciding if he wanted to continue. "Bella? Do you truly love him the way you used to love me?" he spoke quickly over the last sentence, he was preparing himself for the response.

I didn't want to answer. I didn't want to admit that he was right. Our kisses weren't as intimate, it didn't feel right having him sleep next to me, and my heart didn't race when his warm hands caressed my face, I didn't love him like I had loved Edward. I couldn't love anyone like I had loved Edward.

My heart sunk as I thought these things to myself. Tears should have been streaming down my face but none fell. I shrunk back towards the window and once again watched the snow fall and disappear. Edward sighed and I saw him slump his shoulders forward and pinch the bridge of his nose. Appropriate erratic emotion flitted through my mind telling me what I should be feeling, but wasn't. I closed my eyes wanting the escape of slumber to over take my thoughts.

"How much longer Gianna?" Edward exhaled.

"Maybe another hour until we reach Fort St. John. After that probably 15 minutes or so." She said with no feeling present.

I willed sleep to cradle my body, to take me from this living hell I was enduring. I carefully let my legs swing around me so that they were resting on the seat beside me. I tucked them close to me so that I wasn't any closer to Edward than I had to be. I rested my arm on the frosty window and laid my head in the crook of my elbow. The snow chilled the window and made my arm cold. I tried to find a spot to rest it away from the window but only ended up placing it back where it started so it wouldn't slip and I didn't have to bend my neck in a weird way.

Out of my peripheral vision I saw Edward lean over the seat in front of him for a moment and then a second later a blanket was over my legs and waist and a white shirt that smelled of his delicious scent was underneath my arm in between my skin and the glass. I could have sworn I felt cold lips touch my forehead very briefly before he was right back in his seat staring out at the snowflakes. I didn't have time to push the blankets off of me in an attempt to show him I didn't want his aid before my eyelids closed and reality blurred as I drifted to where I was at the mercy of my dreams.

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Fort St John and Prince George are real places in Canada just in case you were wondering… The hint in the last chapter was that the sun was setting to her left and it sets in the west so therefore she had to be facing north and whats north of Washington???? CANADA!!!…. Sorry that was a little confusing and not really anyone caught on… no big!

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