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As I lay on my couch later that evening I decided that it was time for me to do some research on Bella's life. I heard a soft knock and Alice danced in, sinking like silk onto the couch cushions by my feet.

"I think that's a good idea Edward, I'd like to know what happened to her as well." She said, of course she had had a vision of my decision I thought.

By the time we had gotten to the hospital, Alice and I had concocted a story as to how we were going to retrieve Bella's records. Walking up to the receptionist, I paused remembering that over a hundred years ago I had fled Bella's scent and came here. Taking a deep breath, Alice and I walked up and proceeded to ask for the information that we needed. We informed her that we were doing a research project on a young girl that used to live in Fork's, whom we happened to be related to. We were led to the record room, and we sat down to get started. After a while of searching, we finally located what we were looking for.

"I found it!" Alice squealed.

Chuckling, we sat down at the dilapidated table. I started to feel a strange sensation growing in the pit of my stomach. I realized that I was nervous, sickeningly nervous. I could feel my lungs starting to constrict around the air that I didn't really need, but that I was desperately trying to draw in. Alice scooted into the chair next to me, wrapping her hands around my arm.

"Breathe Edward, take a deep breath. It will be alright, really." She said

I started to take the deep breaths that she was coaxing out of me, finally feeling myself relax. We opened the folder, my nerves on fire, and both of us gasped at what we first saw. She was dead; I knew that was possible since it's been a hundred years since I last saw her in the woods. That's not what upset me, what made my heart shatter and pierce my insides like shards of glass was when she had died. Two years, she had died two years after I had left. Two years!

I didn't know what to do; I sat staring at her date of death in stony silence before I realized that Alice was sobbing beside me. I knew that I should have tried to console her, I knew that but I couldn't will my body to move. How could this have happened?! I left so that she could have a happy life; so that she could experience love without restriction. I wanted her to know what it felt to be touched by a human with as much love that I had felt for her. Had felt? No, those were the wrong words to use, that I still felt for her. I realized that I hadn't taken a breath in about two minutes, it was uncomfortable and I took one in. I looked at Alice, who was still in hysterics beside me. Lithely, I picked her up and placed her on my lap; wrapping my arms around her as she wrapped her arms around me. I could feel the sobs in my chest, threatening to tear me in two, I swallowed them quickly. This was Alice's time to grieve; not mine.

She composed herself enough to look me in the face, sorrow written so deep in her eyes before she lost it again. I grabbed my cell and called Jasper, explaining to him what had happened and asking him to come quick. I let her cry until he came, wrenching her from my grasp. He held her close and whispered soothing words into her ear before he glanced at me. I could see the hurt on his face, and I know for a fact that he could feel the self-loathing and pain that was wracking my body. I decided right then and there, that I needed to get away. And fast. He nodded at me in understanding, and with that I rose, running full speed out of the hospital.