EPOV

"Bella, I'm so sorry. I have to be sure that you, yourself is sure that you've made the right choice." Edward said, but barely above a whisper. "You have to endure this before I can damn you to this eternity of darkness and finally make you mine. There is no turning back."

And I sent her back by whispering the forbidden words that I immediately regret once it left my mouth.

"I'm sorry, Bella. I love you." I say again as she drifted into a state of unconsciousness.

BPOV.

After what seemed like 2 hours, I woke up in an unfamiliar place. I looked around me. I was in bed, so I must still be somewhere on Earth. English signs on the walls - must still be in an English speaking country. But where? There are at least, what, 50 places that speak English all around the world. I tried to sit up but a firm hand held rested against my shoulders to restrain me.

"Miss, you need to rest." said a male voice that was like velvet, yet comforting at the same time.

"Carlisle?" I said as I recognized the voice and the face. "Where is Edward? Carlisle?" I asked.

"Miss, how do you know my name?" he asked.

"What do you mean? I'm Bella." This was getting stranger. Carlisle looked at me like... like he doesn't know me.

"My primary suspicion is that you're suffering from a concussion. But, yes. My name is indeed Carlisle Cullen, but I don't think I recall you. You have a very unusual name."

"Carlisle, my name is short for Isabella. You know that, don't you?" As I recalled the first time I met him. He hasn't called me Isabella since then. So why now?

"No, not until now. Miss Bella, where is your family? I found you in an alleyway by the post office. You were unconscious. So I carried you back here to treat you properly. I think you hit your head pretty hard." He explained.

After that, he didn't say a word and nor did I. I tried to understand what was going on but I couldn't understand why I was in hospital. And why this hospital looked so different from the one I went before. I really need to get out of here.

"Dr. Cullen," I decided to call him this since he doesn't recognize me. But I really can't think of why how this could happen. "I need to go. There's a really important family thing going on and I really need to find them." I gave him the story that I cooked up in my head in a matter of two minutes. I always felt uncomfortable lying to Carlisle, but come to think of it. I have never had a reason to lie to him. Even if I did, he would see past my pretenses.

"Would you like me to escort you safely to your family?" He said, without questioning my lie.

"No! I mean, no, it's fine." I rushed my words out, "Thank you for saving me. Again." And I gave an uneasy laugh. But as soon as the humor was gone and the friendly smile that was on his face disappeared, I realized that I had said too much.

"Again, Isabella?" Carlisle question. If this was the past, Carlisle wasn't so different, he still had a way to trick you into telling him everything.

"Yeah, multiple times. So has Edward."

"Are you in hospital a lot? I don't recognize you, even though I spend all my time here, treating patients. Edward - you keep speaking of this name, who is he?"

"Your adopted son. Don't you remember?"

We spent another moment in silence as if we were trying to figure out what each other's intentions were. I thought back to where I was last. The Alice wedding dress talk, Esme asking me about my transformation date, Carlisle talking about pain relieve. And Edward sending me to bed. Bed... Edward. All I remember is that he was saying something about making sure, and that he was sorry. He kept saying sorry. But what was he sorry for? What is going on? And where is he? And then he whispered in such a speed that I couldn't catch the words if I tried my hardest. I took another look at the things surrounding me, trying to work out how I got here. The hospital was not unpleasant, but it was old. Yet, it felt familiar - like I've been here before. But maybe that was because Carlisle was here with me. Wait... old and Carlisle. I couldn't be where I think I am, could I? I looked into Carlisle's eyes for the answer I was searching for. He eye were the colour of molten honey. The exact colour of Edward's eyes when he had just hunted. I just have to try something.

"Carlisle. I know what you are. I know." I said it again to solder it to his brain. he eith would think I was an idiot or a lunatic if I was wrong.

But I wasn't.

His jaw tightened and the friendly smile on his face has disappeared for the last time. I almost thought I could hear his brain whirring, trying to come up with a response.

"Yes, Bella. I'm a doctor. And -" Instead of waiting for the rest of his sentence, I jumped in head first for the kill.

"There is no point in pretending anymore, Carlisle. I know everything." I paused, as if to deliberately make him wait to hear what I knew. "I really don't know what to say to make you believe me. So how about this. You don't eat or drink anything, not that you don't want to but because you can't. You don't sleep so you spend all your time here in the hospital. When you're hungry, you're eyes turn black and when you're full - like you are now - your eyes are the different shades of honey. But that's only because you're into animals, but otherwise they'd be red. Do I need to keep going or say the actual word as to what you are? Carlisle, I know everything."

"How?" He asked.

"What?"

"How? I said! How do you know all of this?" Carlisle was close to losing his temper. I was afraid. For the first time, I am afraid of Edward's dad and savior. Why? Because if I was right, and he didn't know who Edward was, I could be back in time. Back into the past. Even though, as far as I know, Carlisle has a spotless record. But I was afraid that he would kill me, because I know.

"I told you - Edward; your mind-reading, super talented musician, intellectual son. I'm getting married to him in four weeks. You, Carlisle. Agreed to change me when I'm finally, officially married to him."

"I don't believe you." And it killed me. How was I supposed to go back when the one person I trust doesn't trust me? But I'm determined to do everything I could to make him believe me.

"Carlisle, please. I know the Volturi. The so-called 'royalty' in your world. Aro, Caius and Jane. I know who they all are. I have even met them. It's just somehow by something I'm moving back in time. I don't even know where I am or when this is. You have to believe me." I literally begged him.

"I think I can, if what you're saying it's true. But, tell me something from the future." And with that I told him about our family and how he saved Edward.

"I know this all sounds really absurd to you, but I need to go back. Back to where I belong."

"More absurd than mythical creatures?"

And we both laughed.

"I'm guessing this means you believe me?"

He nodded. "It sounds like my life." He had no idea how a simple gesture like this could make me so happy.

"Where am I, Carlisle? Everything seems so old."

"Isabella, it's 1918. This stiff in the hospital are quite new for us. By far, the newest. Chicago is a fairly modern city. But since you claimed that you come from the future, these things could seem a bit old for you." Carlisle said as he opened the curtain that surrounded us.

"It's 1918? I'm in Chicago?" I said in realization "Carlisle, you have to let me go. I have to find Edward, he must be here!"

"Here?" Carlisle exclaimed in confusion. "I thought he was in the future."

"The human one." I said simply. And that's all he needed to hear to let me go. He showed me the way to the exit.

"Good luck, Bella. If you need anything, come back here to find me." He shouted as I walked out onto the streets of 1918 Chicago.

I walked around the market, the alleyways, and even the public toilets. But still no Edward. Where could he be? He must be here, otherwise I'm not sure what I'll do. I won't make it in time for the wedding. And I don't even know how to get back.