I was being moved. Up and down. Up and down. I opened my eyes slowly, to look at Edward.

"Bella! Are you ok?" he asked, looking worried. But I couldn't answer. I just managed to spin out of his arms and find a hole before I threw up.

"Just dandy," I said when I'd finished. I looked up to see three pairs of worried eyes watching me, "Ugh, I need a shower," and I went towards the showers.

"I'll get your other clothes," Edward called. I looked down to find these ones streaked with vomit. I sighed and took them off.

I was almost finished when someone got in with me. I turned to find Edward watching me hungrily. I smirked, stepped out of the spray, dried myself off, and shoved on my clothes.

"You tease me too much," he said, coming closer. I laughed and moved away from him. He kept coming after me, so I ran. I could feel him running behind me, getting closer, so I pushed harder.

I just made it into the bedroom when he caught me. We tumbled onto the floor, rolling all the way up to the other end. I ended up on top so I laughed and moved. He caught my ankle, and I fell to the floor. He climbed on top of me and started kissing me. We were hidden behind the beds. He started unbuttoning my suit. I laughed and tried to brush his fingers away and re-do them, but he kept getting more and more undone.

"Hey lovebirds! Keep it until you're alone," someone shouted. I laughed and buttoned them all up quickly. I stood up and climbed onto my bed. Edward stood up too, but instead of climbing onto his bed, he lay down next to me on mine.

"Hello beautiful," he whispered. But it was still loud. I smiled, but refused to do anything. The light was still on and I would not be thought of as a whore.

After a while of kissing, I ordered Edward back to his bed.

"Come on!" he whined, but I just shook my head and pointed.

"Ohh, burn," Emmet said. Edward growled and went to move forward, but I held him back.

"Leave it, come on," but he wouldn't. Every time I let go of him, he charged towards Emmet, "Edward! What is your problem!"

"He insulted me," he muttered.

"Just get in here," I said, and pulled him into my bed. He smirked and shouted thanks to Emmet, who just smiled, "You planned this!" I said.

"Yeah," he said, "But you can't chuck me out, because all these people heard you say I could sleep here with you,"

"Well now I say you can't," I smirked back at him, "So get out," I pushed him and he landed with a thump on the floor. He glared at me and jumped in his own bed. The light went out about five minutes later.

I was just drifting off to sleep when I heard the voice.

"Big mistake, baby,"

"Edward?" I called softly. But Edward was snoring in the cot next to mine.

"No," he said. I recognised that voice, "But I'll be better than Edward,"

"James?"

"Shhhh," he said, putting a finger on my lips, "no need to talk,"

He clamped his hand over my mouth, which muffled the scream I made. I tried desperately to get out of his grip, but he was far too strong. I thrashed about underneath him as he climbed on top of me.

Slowly, with his hand still over my mouth, he started undoing the buttons. I tried to get my arms free, but he was kneeling on them. I could feel tears flowing like crazy down my cheeks, and screamed as loud as I could. But my air supply was cut off when he put his hand on my throat.

"Wow, Edward's lucky, you're hot," he whispered. He started kissing my belly, getting lower and lower. I tried to scream, but I couldn't breathe. I prayed that it would be over quickly. I shut my eyes tightly, the tears still falling from them.

And then the pressure on top of me was gone. I looked up to see Edward holding James bye the collar, torch shinning in his face.

"What the hell!" he whispered fiercely to him.

"She wanted it! I swear she wanted it!"

"Does it look like she wanted it!" he shinned the torch in my face, and I tried to shield my eyes.

"I swear, I swear!" James said.

"If you're still here in the morning, I will kill you," he said, letting go of him. James dropped to the floor, and then ran out of the doors.

I thought I'd stopped crying, but then Edward came over and held me in his arms.

"It's ok, it's ok, he's gone," he murmured, over and over.

"Hey!" Jasper said, "Is she alright?"

"She's fine," Edward said, buttoning my suit back up. He kissed my forehead and lay me down. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was drifting off to sleep. I only heard the last bit of their conversation.

"If he comes back, kill him, or bring him to me, so I can kill him,"

"Yes boss," several dozen voices answered.

"Bella," someone said, "Bella, come on babe," At first I thought it was James, come back for more, so I batted him away, but when I saw Edward, I hugged him close.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Half four, come on," he said, helping me up. Last night came rushing back to me.

"Oh," I said, sinking back down.

"Do you want me to tell mom you don't feel well?"

"No, I'm fine, I was just... remembering,"

"He won't get anywhere near you," Edward promised, leading me towards the mess hall. I sat between Edward and Emmet, with Jasper across from me.

"This is unnecessary," I said, "If he comes back, I'll hit him,"

"You couldn't last night," Jasper said. Edward glared at him.

"He had my arms pinned down," I explained.

"And what if that happens again?" Emmet said.

"Well," I said, "You can't all protect me when I finish my hole,"

"Bella," Edward asked, looking at me, "Will you wait until I finish my hole before coming back here,"

"Oh, Come on!"

"He knows you're the fastest digger, plus he knows that I won't be with you. And you have a shower straight after digging. Not a good combination,"

"Fine," I grumbled.

When I finished my hole, I went to help Edward. He was the fastest of the boys, but he was still slower than me. I finished most of it, then ran to the showers. He kept up with me easily, but that would be because I was running slowly.

After our showers we went to sit in the wreck-room.

"How long until this whole thing blows over?"

"Don't know," Edward said, sitting on the sofa next to me. He kissed me gently on the lips. A few days ago, I would have been repulsed. But now, I didn't mind his kisses. And I found him quite charming.

I pulled him up. He looked at me questioningly, and looked even more confused when I sat him down on a tall-back chair. But he went along with it. I put some pillows behind him, and removed his boiler suit. I then took off his boxers, and he was very excited.

I took off my suit and underwear, but then decided to keep the bra on. I straddled his hardened member and leant back slightly. I extended my legs, one at a time so that both of my ankles were on his corresponding shoulders. I put his hands on my lower back and my hands on his knees. Then I started moving back and forth, not in and out, until I started moaning. His mouth was hanging open, but soon, I wasn't the only one moaning. When we started to get close, I started going faster, with the help of his hands, and when we finally came, it was like fireworks.

When I was done I climbed off and got dressed. He sat there for a few more moment, until I threw his boxers at his and he got dressed. I turned away to get dresses, despite what I had just done. When I had just finished the last button, I felt arms close around my waist.

"Baby," he said, "You make me so hard," I could feel that. I started grinding against him, making him moan, "Bella," he said, "Stop it, these are my only clean pair,"

I started grinding harder, not able to keep the giggle in my lips. He growled and squeezed me tightly against his chest.

"So you think this is funny, do you?" I nodded my head, "We'll see if Jasper and Emmet find it funny," I stopped what I was doing and turned to face him.

"If you tell them anything about our sex life, except that it's awesome, you will have no more sex life, and trust me, I'll make that hard,"

He laughed and agreed not to say anything.

"Good,"

"You know I'm going to be hard just thinking about that for weeks now," he said.

"Yeah," I said, sitting on the sofa. He narrowed him eyes,

"Was that planned?" I shrugged. He lowered his face down, and looked like he was ready to start another round, when Emmet came in.

"Sup, peeps," he said. Edward sighed and sat next to me, "Not interrupting, am I?"

Edward was about to answer, but I bet him to it, "No, not at all," Edward turned to give me a pleading look, but I just raised my eyebrows innocently.

"Awesome," Emmet said, taking the seat opposite me. I smiled and started a conversation with him. A while later all the boys were here.

"You know," Jasper said a moment later, "The bedroom's empty," he had been watching Edward closely for a while now, and obviously felt sorry for him. I frowned at Jasper but he shrugged. Edward stood up, and tried to pull me up.

"I can't move!" I said, miming horror, "Oh no!" The boys laughed. Edward narrowed his eyes at me, and scooped me up, "Ahhh!" I yelled, "Put me down!" he smiled and walked out, with me still in his arms, "Put me down now," I said.

He put me on the ground and smiled. I made a dash for the door. I got in and managed to shut it before he got me.

"Emmet," I hissed quietly. Emmet came jogging over, "Hold the door!" he smiled and put his foot in front of it. I smiled and ran to hide. I slid between the vending machines just as the door was forced open.

"What are you doing?" he said to Emmet.

"Just what she told me,"

"Where is she?"

"Dunno, I was holding the door," he lied smoothly.

"Bella," Edward called, making my spine shiver, "Come out, come out, wherever you are," the boys all laughed, but as far as I could tell, no-one pointed me out.

Edward was getting angrier and angrier, and I could hear him curse as he turned the place upside down to try and find me. A couple of times he walked past the machines, and I kept perfectly still.

He was getting closer and closer. I shrank back, pleased with my game, until my back hit something. I turned my head to look. A door handle. Not visible because it's behind the machines. I turned it and was delighted to find that it opened silently.

I slipped out the back and shut the door. I was behind the buildings, and I was sure he wouldn't find me. I was lucky my skin didn't burn, because I would be as red as a tomato if it did. I sat on the concrete shelf sticking out of the building. I closed my eyes and let my skin absorb the heat. Then a shadow fell across and I thought Edward had finally found me. But it wasn't Edward.

"What a bit of luck," James said.

"James?"

"Yes, whore, it's me," I stood up and brought out my fists.

"Stay away from me, I'm warning you,"

"You and what army?"

"Edward's only a call away," I said, getting slightly panicked. What if the boys had gone to the bedroom looking for me? James must have known this is what I'd be thinking.

"Yes, that's right, the wreck room's empty," he grinned. And I ran. Only, he's faster than I ever would have thought, "Oh no you don't," he said, "Not twice," he dragged me back.

"Please," I said, "Please, just let me go. I won't tell him you're here, just let me go, please,"

"As much as I like to see you beg, no, sorry," and he silenced his mouth with his. I tried to scream, but he held my throat again. He lifted me so my feet were off the ground. I struggle feebly to get his hand away from my throat, but it was no good. He slammed me against the wall, and that made me see stars. Then he flung me with unbelievable force. I landed at least 10 meters away from him. I tried to scramble up, but he would be on top of me in a second. I only had a few moments.

I screamed louder than I thought was humanly possible. Then I started screaming Edward's name. Over and over again.

But I was too late.

"You little bitch!" James said, gagging my lips with his arms. My scream stopped mid-howl. He straddled me, and started undoing the buttons. I thrashed about uselessly underneath him. It was too late... I hadn't done enough. He was going to kill me after he raped me. I closed my eyes and started crying. The sobs weren't silent, but they might have well have been. There was no-one here to hear them.

And then, once again, the pressure was gone. I looked up the blue sky and took in a deep, shaky breath. I got up quickly, and looked around. Edward was looking in a hole. I went to stand by him, and saw James being attacked by lizards, and he was screaming. One of them jumped out and landed near my foot. Edward picked me up and ran back to the wreck room. I cried into his chest, and he comforted me.

When we got in there, it was empty, just like James had said. Edward sat on the couch and rocked me back and forth. My head hurt. A lot. I reached up to touch the back of it and came away with blood. I groaned and sat up. Edward stared in horror, so I guess it was bad.

At that moment, mom came in.

"Bella! What happened!" he asked, rushing over.

"Hit my head," I muttered. He sighed and started stitching it up.

"Um... don't you need anaesthetic?" Edward asked.

"I'm fine," I said.

"I forgot the anaesthetic? Doesn't it hurt?"

"I'm fine. I've had worse,"

Edward kept watching me.

"Do you know about the door there, mom?"

"Door?"

"Behind the machines,"

"No,"

"Well, there's a door," mom finished my head and gave me some shower tokens.

"You've been through the wars," he said. I smiled and went to the showers. Edward stood at the side, watching the desert. I sighed.

"Edward, no-one's going to hurt me, he's dead. Nothing even happened!" He looked at the drain and I followed his gaze, the dried blood from my head was floating down.

"How can you say that? That's twice!"

"He's dead!" I whispered. Edward shrugged and waited for me to get dressed. I sighed again and shoved on my clothes, "How did you find me?"

"I heard you screaming, and then my name,"

"You heard me?"

"I think the whole camp heard you," he said, "The boys are worried,"

"Well, I'll go and reassure them, maybe they'll listen"

They did. When I came through, I was swarmed, but Edward pushed them aside.

Finally, we reached my bed. Jasper and Emmet were sitting on Edward's.

"You ok?" they asked. I nodded, and regretted it. The inside of my head felt like I had just moved. I caught Edward watching me and rolled my eyes. Which hurt too. Ouch.

I sat on my bed, and showed them the stitches.

"The bastard," Emmet said, "What did you do with him?"

"Chucked him in a hole," Edward said blankly, watching me.

"The lizards get him?" Jasper asked. Edward nodded.

"Wow," Emmet said, "You're tough,"

"That's not the half of it," Edward said, "She didn't get any anaesthetic ,"

"Didn't it hurt?"

I shrugged and lay down. I put my feet on Edward and closed my eyes. Edward told Jasper to get mom. After a while he came back.

"He'll be here in a minute," he said, "What is it?"

"I'm going to get Bella out of tomorrow,"

"You'll do no such thing," Emmet said, "She'll be left alone,"

"He's fucking dead," I said, "Don't worry him more,"

"She's right," That sounded like Jasper.

"Don't I get a say in this?" I asked, sitting up. Edward shook his head, and stroked stray bits of hair from my face.

"No, you just go to sleep," I shrugged, winced, lay down and closed my eyes. I was almost asleep when mom came in.

"What is it, Edward?" he asked.

"Mom, look at her. She can't dig tomorrow,"

"She has to dig, just like everyone else. You may want her excused, but I'm sure some of the other boys would object,"

"We wouldn't," they all called.

"Well... I'll have to clear it with Charlie," mom said uncertainly. Edward said something, but I was already asleep.