Here again. Wow, i've been updating like crazy toda.y I've been super bored. Anywho, This is a pretty good chapter and not as long as the last one (everyone cheers) Just read it and see. R&R

I would like to state that nothing belongs to me and everything in this story belongs to the amazing Stephanie Meyers (my god and hero).

Listen to some Elliot Smith for this chapter, very mellow, very awesome. If you like upbeat crazy techno stuff...go for The Mars Volta - Eria Tarka.

Phenomenon

Later on that night, it snowed. Emmett convinced everyone to go and have another snowball fight. Alice, Jasper and I were against Carlisle and Emmett while Rosalie, not wanting to mess up her hair and Esme sat on the sidelines of our Snow War. After about midnight I left the game that was quickly turning away from the snow and towards a more violent game. I wandered into the woods, thinking that I needed to go hunting again before tomorrow and biology. This was really starting to be a pain. I would have to hunt like this every night. I was running in a northern direction towards the mountains when I picked up the scent of a heard of deer and started to chase after it. I wasn't that thirsty so I was careful to pick out a small doe so I wouldn't waste anything.

After I was done, I walked slowly back to the house, my arms behind my head and my eyes closed. I could still remember the fire that had spread through my empty veins when Bella had touched my hand. I could almost still feel the soft delicate fingers that had so gently brushed my cold granite hand. I took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. I couldn't get attached to any human, especially her. I shook the phantom hand out of my head and continued towards my house.

As I approached I saw Alice and Jasper sitting oh the porch. Alice was on the chair looking worried. If she could cry, tears would have been running down her face. Jasper was kneeling down in front of her, trying to sooth her. When they saw me, they both straightened up, on alert. I was immediately suspicious. I could still read their minds.

I don't know what's going on. Alice had a vision and then she got all freaked out. Jasper explained to me. I turned towards Alice, my eyes piercing her. I gently probed her mind to find that she was repeating the national anthem in as many languages as possible. My eyes narrowed.

"Please Edward, just let it be," she whispered, knowing I could still hear her. I went up the stairs towards her.

"Alice, what did you see?" I asked, keeping my voice steady, inwardly, I was panicked. I knelt down beside Jasper and tried to comfort her.

"Edward, it's nothing that concerns you," Her eyes pleaded with me. I knew that Alice would never give anything up if she didn't want to. I searched her mind once more before I got up and walked into the house. I ran quickly up the two flights of stairs towards my room, pondering what Alice had seen. My mind immediately flew to Jasper and that poor human girl in the cafeteria last week, but then Alice wouldn't have been so hesitant to tell me. It must have something to do with me.

I sigh and walked over to my wall of CD's and picked out a Nat King Cole CD. I went over to the long black leather couch, lay down and closed my eyes. Relaxing was as close to real sleep I could get. I hear a car door slam and the sound of tires moving down out road. I opened one eye and glanced at the clock, it read 5:30. I must have been wandering in the forest for a while, I surmised. The car was Carlisle leaving for work. Lucky for all the other doctors (and the nurses on the early morning shift) Carlisle didn't mind going in early. This was actually late for him and he usually left around 3:30.

I lazed around for another hour pondering over what Alice had seen but I still came up blank. Finally bored with sitting around and doing nothing, I got up to get ready for school.

I met my siblings by the Volvo with 15 minutes to go until school started. As we climbed into the car, I noticed Rosalie was angry because she had to wear a 'puffy ugly jacket' to school so we could blend in. Emmett was trying to sooth her but it didn't seem to be working. Alice was holding Jaspers hand tighter than normal and he was trying to calm her nerves. What she was nervous about, she still wouldn't give it up, no matter how hard I searched.

Today, I kept my eyes on the road. It was slippery and dangerous even for our reflexes. Going around the corner into the school parking lot, we swerved a little on a patch of black ice. I would have to remember that when I was driving home. I parked in out standard spot and watched everyone get out. Alice ducked down to talk to me.

"You coming in?" She asked, concerned.

"No, I think I'm going to wait here for a while." She stared at me really hard for a moment.

"To see Bella," it wasn't a question.

"No, I just need to…" Her mind cut me off. You do realize that I can see the future right? It's pointless to lie to me. I sigh in defeat "Yes, to see Bella. Not interfere, just see." I promised. She accepted this a walked over to where Jasper was waiting, hand outstretched.

I got out of the car just in time to see Bella's noisy truck pull into the parking lot. It didn't seem to have any problem conquering the black ice on the pavement. She parked four spaces down from me and somewhat gracefully jumped of the truck. She went around to the back tire to inspect something. 'Maybe something had punctured the tire,' I thought. I started to look away and walk to class when I heard a terrible screeching noise. I turned my head to see Tyler Crowley behind the wheel of a van that had just swerved on the same ice I did, headed straight towards Bella. I quickly glanced at her, horrified. 'Not her' was the last rational thought I had.

Everything became slow motion as I made a snap decision. Within milliseconds I was beside Bella, pushing her to the ground and covering her fragile body with mine, my jaw mere inches away from her neck. Her head hit the ground but she was save from the van for now. But another second later, the van was swerving back, threatening to crush her yet again. I swore in a low voice and I put my hand protectively out between Bella and the vehicle of her death, literally. My hands made perfect imprints in the metal, denting the steel like it was butter. But I had no time to worry about that, I quickly lifted the car and slid Bella's legs away from the glass and metal that was about to fall and crush her.

There was a small moment of silence before the panic ensued. Jessica and Angela were shouting Bella's name and then the flood of voices hit my mind.

Oh My God is she okay! Someone call 911 What just happened! Is Bella under the van?! Someone get Tyler out of there!

I didn't care about Tyler; I cared about the delicate, beautiful, magnificent smelling human that lay protected beneath me. I leaned down to her ear so she could hear me.

"Bella? Are you okay?"

Her voice was slow, confused. "I'm fine," she said, trying to sit up. I pushed her gently back towards the ground, my arms still around her.

"Be careful," she struggled to be released from my grip. "I think you hit your head pretty hard."

"Ow," She exclaimed.

"That's what I thought." I almost laughed at her expression. He face turned from hurt to confusion.

"How in the…" she stopped and took a breath. "How did you get over here so fast?"

"I was standing right next to you, Bella," trying to trick her into believing what I said to be true. She tried to sit up so I allowed it; she turned and looked into my face. She opened her mouth, like she was about to say something but then the crowd of people surged towards us.

"Don't move," someone shouted at us. Another one yelled something about getting Tyler out of the van. I couldn't do anything by look in Bella's eyes, pleading with her to believe me. She tried to get up again but this time I pushed her down.

"Just stay put for now," I put as much concern into my voice as possible.

"It's cold," she whined. I let out a surprised chuckle. Realization came to her eyes.

"You were over there," she said, desperate. I stopped laughing. "You were by your car."

I concealed my emotions. "No, I wasn't."

"I saw you." Her eyes widened. She breathed in my direction. A wave of her scent washed over me. I ignored it. This was more important.

"Bella, I was standing with you and I pulled you out of the way."

Her face hardened as she locked her jaw. "No."

"Please, Bella." I hated begging, but otherwise my family would kill me. I tried to communicate with her wordlessly, begging with my eyes.

"Why?" she asked.

"Trust me." It was all I could ask, I couldn't tell her anymore. Sirens filled the air. Great.

"Will you promise to explain everything to me later?"

"Fine," I snapped, knowing I had no intention of honoring that promise. I felt a pang of guilt as I straight out lied to her.

"Fine" She echoed.

After getting the van far enough away to fit stretchers in, they rushed in to load us up. They tried to convince me to be taken to the hospital, but I refused. If they checked my temperature or my pulse, any machine they had would tell them I was dead. Which I technically was. Bella tried to refuse hers as well.

"I think she hit her head rather hard," I explained to the defeated EMT. "She might have a concussion." The EMT took on a new determination and finally got Bella on the stretcher. Her face turned crimson when they put on the neck brace and loaded her into the ambulance.

I glanced at the EMT. "I'm her boyfriend, please may I go to the hospital as well?" It was the only way to let them go to the hospital. I needed to see if she was going to be okay, as well as make sure that she wouldn't accidentally piece together my mysterious appearing act. I'm sure she wouldn't have minded the little white lie, but there was no reason to tell her. The EMT nodded.

As I climbed into the front, I was bombarded by my family's angry thoughts.

What the Hell happened Edward! Do you realize that you could have just ruined our lives? That was Rosalie

Edward you idiot! Jasper was on the same page as Rosalie.

Edward, be careful. That was Alice. She wasn't angry, more…disappointed. Emmett's face just a mask of shock his hand clenched into fists, his mind blank. As if he couldn't even find the words to scold me. I shielded my eyes and mind from the horrified faces of my siblings.

We drove to the hospital in silence, Bella's father's cruiser a cars length in front of us, sirens blaring. I could only think of trouble that was going to come to me when I got home.

Once in the hospital, they put Bella and me in the emergency room and insisted that I be checked out. I refused, claiming I was fine; my hands were placed firmly behind my back. I asked for my father, the nurse sighed in annoyance and walked away to get him. I let my hands go and let them hang loosely by my side.

Several minutes passes and they rushed Tyler Crowley into the bad beside Bella. I stood a curtain away and patiently waited for my father.

I finally saw him walk through the doors separating the emergency room from the rest of the hospital. He almost ran towards me, his thoughts up in the air.

What did you do Edward. Why. For a human girl? Is she more important than your family now? The last comment cut me deepest. Once he reached me, his face settled on an angry expression.

"What did you do?" His face was composed, so was his voice but there was an underlying edge that I couldn't recognize.

"I saved her life," I breathed. Carlisle gave me a stern look. How? Was all his mind would ask. "I…I stopped a van from hitting her." How? He asked again. My voice was so low even Carlisle had to strain to hear it. "I ran towards her…and stopped it with my hands. And lifted it up to get her legs out." I admitted, ashamed of myself.

Carlisle face stayed composed but there was a new tone to his voice I didn't quite get. "And you…care…for this girl?"

I didn't know how do answer his question. I wasn't quite sure of the answer myself. I decided to answer honestly. "I don't know," I said, slightly frustrated. Life, or rather death, could be so confusing. Carlisle just nodded.

"We'll talk about this later." He said in his stern, fatherly voice. I nodded miserably, knowing the worst was yet to come. He made up phony check-up documents pronouncing I was fine before heading off to look at Bella's chart and X-ray.

I moved the curtain separating me from Bella's bed and walked carefully into her makeshift room. Her eyes were closed and she looked so peaceful I didn't want to disturb her.

"Is she sleeping?" I asked Tyler. Bella's eyes flew open in rage just as Tyler began to apologize.

"Hey, Edward, I'm really sorry –" he started but I cut him off.

"No blood, no foul," I smiled as I sat on the edge of Tyler's bed, facing Bella. I smiled. "So what's the verdict? I asked.

"There's nothing wrong with me at all, but they won't let me go," she whined. I had to suppress a snicker. "How come you aren't strapped to a gurney like the rest of us?"

"It's all about who you know." I replied. "But don't worry, I came to spring you." She almost rolled her eyes as she looked away from me. Carlisle's thoughts entered the room and Bella's mouth hung open. I suppressed another snicker; He could have that effect on people.

"So, Miss Swan," he began in his best doctor voice. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine," she exclaimed, exasperated. Carlisle turned on the light board that illuminated the X-rays.

"Your X-rays look good. Does your head hurt? Edward said you hit it pretty hard."

"It's fine." It didn't escape my notice that as she said this, she threw a dark glance in my direction. Carlisle started to search her skull for any sore areas, I felt jealous of my fathers hands running though her soft hair. I noticed she winced.

"Tender?" Carlisle asked.

"Not really," she said half-heartedly. She was trying to put on a brave face. I laughed quietly but quickly stopped when she threw another seething glare in my direction.

"Well, your father is in the waiting room - you can go home with him now. But come back if you fell dizzy or have trouble with your eyesight at all." Carlisle continued, ignoring her glare.

"Can't I go back to school?" That surprised me again. Most teenagers would do anything to get a day off school.

"Maybe you should take it easy today," he cautioned. Her eyes narrowed.

"Does he get to go school?"

"Someone has to spread the good news that we survived." I just secretly didn't want to go home and face my family.

"Actually, most of the school seems to be in the waiting room." Carlisle said. A small smile played on my lips at Bella's expression of horror.

"Oh no." She moaned and covered her red face with her hands.

"Do you want to stay?" Carlisle offered with a raise of his eyebrow.

"No, no!" she said all too quickly, jumping off the bed as fast as possible. Too fast. She stumbled, I readied myself in case she fell but Carlisle got there first. "I'm fine," she insisted for the third time.

"Take some Tylenol for the pain," he told her gently. She straightened up.

"It doesn't hurt that bad." I smiled once again for her bravery.

"It sounds like you were extremely lucky" He said, completing her chart.

"Lucky Edward happened to be standing next to me," she said, her face hard as she threw me yet another glance.

"Oh, well, yes." He suddenly turned around, interested in Tyler. I looked at Bella; there was a spark in her eyes that made me uneasy. "I'm afraid you'll have to stay with us just a little bit longer." Fix this Edward. Now

Bella slid closer to me. Her scent nearly overwhelmed my senses. "Can I talk to you for a minute" she whispered angrily. I took a step back, trying to gain control. I locked my jaw.

"Your father is waiting for you," I said as calmly as possible. She glanced at my father and Tyler.

"I'd like to speak with you alone, if you don't mind," she insisted. I glared at her and started to walk towards a small hallway. She had to jog to keep up. The events turned in my stomach making me angry. When we got to the vacant corridor, spun.

"What do you want," I asked, careful to keep my face expressionless.

"You owe me an explanation," she said, someone pathetically. I nearly scoffed.

"I saved you life – I don't owe you anything," I snapped. I took a breath to control my anger. The last thing I needed to do was loose my temper in front of her. I shuddered to think about what would happen.

"You promised." She sounded hurt. I hurt her. I really was a monster if I could hurt a beautiful creature like her. Unfortunately, I needed to hurt her, to keep her away.

"Bella, you hit your head, you don't know what you're talking about." I let anger seep into my words, letting Bella think it was directed at her. She stared at me in anger.

"There is nothing wrong with my head."

I glared at her. "What do you want from me, Bella?" It felt good to say her name.

"I want to know the truth. I want to know why I'm lying for you." This was trying my patience.

"What do you think happened?" I snapped. Te gate opened and her words rushed out like a flood.

"All I know is that you weren't anywhere near me – Tyler didn't see you either, so don't tell me I hit my head too hard. The van was going to crush us both – and it didn't, and your hands left dents in the side of it – and you left a dent in the other car and your not hurt at all – and the can should have smashed my legs, but you where holding it up." I could see tears forming in her eyes from frustration. She got it. Dead on, but I couldn't let her know that. I let years of lying train my voice till it was calm and until my face was cool and collected.

"You think I lifted a van off you?" I asked, lying through my teeth. She nodded, just once, her teeth clenched together. I kept my voice low. "Nobody will ever believe that, you know."

"I'm not going to tell anybody." That took me by surprise for the umpteenth time that day.

"Then why does it matter?" I asked, my nerves calming down.

"It matters to me. I don't like to life – so there'd better be a good reason why I'm doing it." She pressed.

"Can't you just thank me and get over it?" I sigh, not wanted to fight anymore.

"Thank you," she fumed. She waited, rooted to the spot.

"Your not going to let it go, are you?" I asked, already knowing the answer. Why else would she be giving me that expectant gaze?

"No" she said, teeth clenched. I scowled.

"In that case…I hope you enjoy disappointment." She glared at me in response for several second, trying to stare me down or trying to think of what to say next.

"Why did you even bother?" she asked coldly. If she was looking for something to hit a mark, she found it. I had been asking myself the same thing from the moment I made the decision to not let her die. My heart felt a pang of guilt for what I had just done to everyone. I knew my face showed my emotions but i made no effort to hide it. I looked in her deep thoughtful brown eyes one last time.

"I don't know," I whispered to myself. I turned and walked away, contemplating what had just happened, and how much my family was going to ignore and or hurt me when I got home.

Hope it was good, if not...i suck anyway.

R&R

Hayley