Hello again! Thank you for all the wonderful reviews on my last chapter! I'm SO sorry that I forgot vampires can't cry! I'm such an idiot- lmao. I've been pondering some ideas for what I should so for the next few chapters, and I've decided to add another conflict to the story. Stay tuned!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the books in the Twilight Saga.

BPOV

Edward ran back to the cottage with me in his arms. I continued bawling like a child the whole way back, hating myself for acting like a fool in front of him.

He set me down carefully on my feet, holding me for a few seconds to make sure I didn't fall again.

He took a deep breath.

"Do you want to go home? I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to go home. There's a flight back to Forks at 6:00, if you want to catch it." he blurted out. I could tell he was eager to get me back to safety.

I wiped a tear from my eye and sniffed.

"No. I want to stay here with you. I don't think I'm ready to leave just yet." My voice sounded shaky.

Edward cocked his head to the side.

"What do you mean?"

I didn't know what to say. I wasn't sure I exactly knew what I meant, either, but I knew I had to trust this feeling. It felt like something just wouldn't be… right.

When I told him this, he didn't laugh or say that was ridiculous like I feared he would. He simply smiled, and tilted my chin up to face him. He lightly kissed me on the lips, making me swoon.

"We'll do whatever makes you happy, love," he said. He put his arm around my shoulder and guided me inside the house. Once we got to the couch, he draped me across his lap. I rested my head on his wintry chest.

There was an awkward silence. Neither of us knew what to say after what had just happened. All our feelings had pretty much been spilled after I ran into Edward's arms at the meadow.

Suddenly, Edward gave me a sheepish grin.

"What is it?" I asked, confused.

"Well, I don't really know if this is necessary to say right after one of the scariest moments of my life, but I managed to grab the basket of berries you were picking before we left the meadow, in case you got hungry."

I had to laugh. That had to be one of the most random things I had ever heard. My heart swelled when I heard Edward's sweet laugh join in.

"Wow, you're right. That was completely necessary!" I said between giggles. "Well, now that you've got me thinking about berries, I might as well eat some, right?" Edward grinned once more, and slid me off his lap to retrieve the berries.

Well, it wasn't every day that you experienced one of the most horrific experiences of your life, and ended up giggling about berries, was it?

EPOV

I watched as Bella scarfed down the berries, pleased that she enjoyed them so much. When she got a little drop of raspberry juice on her bottom lip, I leaned in to kiss her. The juice tasted sickly sweet in my mouth.

"I thought you didn't like human food?" she asked after I pulled away.

"It was just an excuse to kiss you again," I admitted.

"Well, I think I got another drop on my lip. Would you mind getting rid of it?" There actually was no juice on her lip, but that didn't stop me.

Later that night, I tucked Bella into bed before sliding in next to her. She turned to face me, and lay her hand gently on my face. She looked almost sad.

"What's the matter, dear?" I asked.

She stayed silent for a moment, looking like she was deep in thought. I waited patiently for her response.

"It's just that… I was just thinking about today. I mean, I know we were both trying to avoid the subject, but we can't avoid it forever. We're going to have to face what we've both been fearing sooner or later."

I was taken aback by her response. I had to admit, I was secretly hoping that Bella and I would end up just forgetting about the whole thing. Coming to terms with this was going to one of the toughest thing I've ever done.

"I thought we both expressed our feeling out in the meadow, after I destroyed Victoria…," I mumbled nervously.

She sighed.

"I know we did, but I just wanted to say that if I died, I wouldn't want you to…well…take extreme measures."

I knew what she meant right away.

"If you had died, Bella, I would've had no choice but to perish. I can't live without you. You know that." Not one of the words that left my mouth was uncertain. Bella and I were like two strings twisted together. If one of us went, so did the other.

Bella shuddered violently, making the bed shake.

"You can't sacrifice yourself on my account. It's not right. Just don't make me think about it!" She shook her head, as if denying the fact that I would do it.

I pulled her into my arms, pulling the blanket up to her chin to ease the shivering.

"Relax, Bella. It's over now. It's in the past. We've done what you asked: we got our feelings out. Now we can forget about it. Okay?"

Again, she didn't respond for a while and I let her gain control of her breathing before she replied.

"You're right. Sorry, I'm such a Drama Queen. It's just that I can't stand even considering that…"

I rubbed her back gently in slow circles, just like that morning. It seemed to be a good remedy.

"You're not a Drama Queen. Just a bit paranoid sometimes…" She smiled when she knew I was joking. "Sleep now, Bella. It's been a long day. When you wake up again, today will be a distant memory that means nothing to you, okay?"

She nodded, evidently close to drifting off.

I stroked her hair until her breathing became even, and I knew she was asleep.

BPOV

When I woke up, the room was still dark. I checked the bedside clock on the desk next to me. It was 3:30 in the morning.

I noticed a small sheet of paper placed on top of the alarm clock, and reached over to pick it up. It read:

My dear Bella,

I have gone hunting in a forest not too far away from here. I'm hoping you haven't woken up and will be asleep when I get back. Be good.

Love,

Edward

I smiled. It was funny how he told me to "Be Good." What was I going to do?

Just as I lay my head back down comfortably onto the soft pillow, an ice cold hand was over my mouth.

I tried screaming, but my voice was muffled. The hand smashed against my teeth, and tasted blood in my mouth.

A tall, dark figure walked in front of me, and looked not at me, but my bedpost. Why was he looking there?

"Should I carry her? Or are just going to get the job done now?" the voice was a deep baritone, and sounded vaguely familiar.

I jumped-or would have, if it wasn't for the steel hand wrapped around my mouth- when I heard a husky, deep voice come from behind me, reminding me immediately of Jacob, but I knew that was impossible. Jake was not this cold.

I tried looking around to see who it was, but the stone hand jerked my head back into place. I winced as I felt my neck crack.

I had gotten a good enough glance, though, to see someone standing on my bedpost, balanced carefully. I couldn't see who it was, but I could easily tell by the icy skin and the ability to balance on a wooden post with ease, that this was no ordinary human being. A vampire, no doubt.

I gasped as the stranger yanked me out of bed, and pulled me onto his back. He smelled like he had just been scavenging through the woods, and his leather jacket was flecked with dirt. My mouth was no longer covered, but I couldn't make a sound. I knew instinctively that if I did, there would be consequences.

I gagged as more blood slid furtively down my throat, catching me off guard. I was tempted to spit, but I knew even the slightest motion would mean trouble.

We were out the window in a flash, the two strangers running alongside each other.

I almost shrieked as I saw something that would make anyone's blood curdle.

Dirty blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. I knew what that meant. The mysterious stranger who was kidnapping me must have been… James.

Okay, I think this is the longest chapter out of all of them so far! I wanted to keep the story going, so I added another conflict. Tell me what you think! And yes, I know I used the "note" scene from Breaking Dawn when Bella and Edward are at Isle Esme, and I just want to clarify that I DO NOT own it. Anyway, tell me what you think! ;D