Hi again. Really short chapter here pple. The beef is coming in the next one. But I dunno how to end it. Hmmmmmm. Any suggestions? Maybe I WILL hold some chapters ransom, until I get reviewed a bit more.

N e way. Disclaimer: I own nothing, Stephie owns it all. Blah, blah, blah. You know the drill.

Bella's POV.

Holy sh-!

I'll admit it, I gasped.

In pain.

In A LOT of freaking pain.

Oh my God.

When Edward saw the expression on my face, he immediately stopped.

But he didn't come out. I so would have noticed that.

"Are you okay? Am I hurting you?" he asked in concern, kissing my creased forehead.

I just shook my head and looked at him expectantly. This needed to be a human experience.

"If you're sure. . ." he said, almost in a mumble.

I nodded feverishly.

He continued, every movement sent a jolt of pain through my spine.

He looked worried, but continued all the same, until, with every movement, faster and faster, feeling better each time, until I felt a fire, but a different one than when we were kissing.

This fire hurt.

And was familiar.

"Edward." I said softly, pained, my voice a hoarse whisper.

He stopped. And looked at me, the concern back on his face.

It was well placed this time.

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Edward's POV

I looked at her. Her facial expression was different now.

It was bewildered, confused.

"Edward. It hurts." She told me.

"I know, Bella, but-" she cut me off.

"No, Edward. Not that. It burns." She told me, almost crying now.

Burns? But what- Oh no. Oh God no. Not now.

Yes, now. A voice in my head told me.

How the hell was I supposed to suck the venom out from there?

Well, I had a fair idea, but something told me Bella wouldn't enjoy that very much now.

I jumped up, getting my clothes on in less than a second.

I debated. Should I just leave Bella in a robe and call Carlisle?

Her back arched in pain, as she shrieked.

I should definitely dress her.

With all the thrashing around she was going to be doing, I didn't think she was going to thank me very much for leaving her in a flimsy robe when Carlisle and the rest of the family were here.

I dressed her quickly and dialed Carlisle.

As the phone rang, I realized that this must have been what Alice had been talking about.

And she couldn't have given me a head's up?

Carlisle answered.

"Yes Edward? Shouldn't you be doing something else right now?" he asked jokingly, pointedly.

"Carlisle, we have a situation down here. You need to come at once. With your medical bag."

I snapped the phone shut, crushing it.

I rushed to Bella's side, on the bed.

She was rolling from one side to the other, groaning, holding her stomach, screaming in agony.

I couldn't stand to see her like this.

I'd never changed anyone before.

Maybe if I bit her more, so the venom could get to her heart quicker.

Or maybe Morphine. . . .