Hey guys, this is the transformation! Finally, right? I hope I don't disappoint anybody with it. It is very short, but I took my time and wrote it as best I could. I'm a wimp, I had a lump in my throat as I was writing this. I was picturing it as this huge emotional thing and I tried to put it in my writing but I don't know if I succeeded. The only way that I'll know is if you review!

Edward took my hand and led me over to the bed. Everyone else took that as their cue to leave. They filed out, one-by-one, until me, Edward, and Alice were the only ones left in the room.

My pixie of a sister walked slowly to the bed and took Edward's hand. They made eye contact and I knew that she was telling him something. Then she bent down and kissed me on the cheek. "Good luck, Bella," she whispered, barely audible.

"Thank-you, Alice," I replied gratefully.

"See you on the other side." She left the room in one fluid motion.

Edward lay down on his side and pulled me up against his chest, taking in my smell one last time, while I took in the feel of his cold, marble body against mine.

"What did Alice say?" I asked. I was surprised that my voice wasn't shaking. I wasn't scared, though, just anxious.

"That everything will be alright in the end." He sighed. "She's hiding something from me. She's blocking her mind."

"You'll never catch me betting against Alice. If she says that everything will be ok, I trust her." At least I hoped that everything would be alright. Don't get me wrong, I had doubts, but I knew that I could trust Alice.

Edward was stiff, tense. I turned around so I could kiss his cheek. "I trust you, too, you know."

He laughed. "For a reason that is completely unapparent to me." He paused uneasily, hesitating. "Are you ready?"

"Always." He turned around so that he was leaning on one arm, looking down at me. He played with my hair with his other hand. He leaned down and kissed me, his exuberant lips overflowing with passion. I could feel every single bit of it. After a few minutes of this kissing, he moved to press his lips against my neck tenderly. He opened his mouth as if to get ready, but then paused.

He growled softly and moved away, and instead, put his head on my chest. Listening to my heart.

I could only imagine how hard this must be for him. He had told me himself that one of the things he loved most about me was my eratic heart beat. This would be the last time he could listen to it.

Once again, I wondered if he would love me less after my change. He tried to assure me that that would be impossible. That he loved me for who I was more than anything. But I found that hard to believe. I was so small and insignificant compared to him. I was so selfish. While he, on the other hand, was exceedingly selfless.

But I had to trust Alice. I had to believe that it would be ok.

I combed my fingers through his hair. "It will be alright."

He moved his head again so that his face was level with mine, only about two inches apart. His eyes were scorching, dark with the anticipation of what he was about to do.

I sighed. "You're doing it again."

"What?" His cool breathe washed over my face and clouded my senses.

"Dazzling me." I smiled at the memory. So did he.

He kissed me again. "I love you so much, Bella."

"I love you, too."

He moved his lips to my neck, hesitating again. I could tell that he was having an internal battle. Between what was right, and what both of us wanted. But if it was what we both wanted, then there was no way it could be wrong.

I made myself a vow at that very moment. I would not scream. I would try to hide my agony. I would not make this any harder for Edward than it already was.

Then, he bit down, and I could tell that he was being as gentle as he could. I loved him so much. I didn't deserve him.

I could feel something, something abnormal, moving through my veins close to where he bit me. I could only describe it as a prickly, numb feeling. After a while, Edward didn't move away, and I was beginning to feel light headed. "Edward," I drawled out.

He stiffened and pulled away, growling. He could barely take it. "I'm here, Bella," he said, his voice rough and pained. "I'm here, love." I reached for his hand, and he gladly gave it to me.

I couldn't feel the pain yet, but I became even more apprehensive because I knew what was yet to come. I had felt this pain before.

I couldn't stop myself from letting out a small whimper at what I now felt. Flames were flowing excruciatingly slow through my bloodstream, but I didn't scream. I didn't yell for him to make it stop. I tried to stay strong. "Thank-you," I whispered, afraid that if it was more than that, it would turn into a scream.

"Love, you don't have to be strong," Edward cried, sobbing tearlessly. My tears however, began to blur my vision, and I began to lose sight of my angel. I tried to blink them away, but they were flowing too fast. Eventually, I just gave up and closed my eyes.

I made many involuntary movements as I fought the urge to double over in pain, screaming at the top of my lungs. "Carlisle, give her the morphine!" I heard my angel say. His voice sounded quieter than it should have been. But I knew that I wasn't losing consiousness. The venom kept that from happening. I was slipping into a trance.

I began to hear a low deep pounding in my ears. It got louder and louder until it was all that I heard. I couldn't hear my angel sobbing, I couldn't hear my own whimpers; all I could hear was the beating of my slowly dying heart.

Every time it pounded, pressure built up inside of me, and it felt like I was about to explode. It continued to moved fire through my veins and it hurt more and more every time. I wished it would just stop beating, so the pain would cease. My thoughts became less coherant as I slipped further and further into the trance.

An immeasurable amount of time passed and my heart didn't stop. Neither did the pain. In fact, it was much, much worse. I focused on the sound of the beating. I wasn't sure, but it sounded slower. Barely.

At this point, my heart had to have been beating about once every minute. But it was impossible to tell. I couldn't feel the pain anymore. It had come to a climax and then, all of the sudden, it just seemed to fade, until it was just a prickly feeling running around my body, just like at the beginning. The transformation had to have been near an end. I should have been waking up soon.

I was able to form sensible thoughts now. I felt like this was simply a dream, the kind where you knew that you were asleep and didn't feel like leaving the dream just yet. I decided to enjoy this feeling while I could. It will be the closest thing to sleep I will get to experience for the rest of my existence. I will never have this chance again. But I wished that I would wake up, so that I could see my angel's face again. But I didn't wake up. Surely it had been three days. Surely it was over by now.

I occupied my time by counting the minutes in between my heart beats. My marble body heaved a sigh as my heart made one final attempt to pump the now frozen blood through my body, and then it gave up. It was over. There was movement to my right. I heard it, I felt the air stir, but most of all, I sensed it. I could feel that Edward was there. I opened my eyes, eager to see his face with my new eyes.

Major Cliffy!! Hope you liked it, once again, sorry about he length, but I tried to write it as best as I could.

I was wondering, should I do an Edwards POV as well for when Bella wakes up? It will be easier to explain because there is something that you don't know about the transformation. Something that has never happened before... It will be revealed in the next chapter. Let me know if you want me to do BPOV, EPOV, or both.

Mandy