A/N: I do not own the Twilight series. Wish I did, but that is an impossibility. I only own this plot. Sorry about the shortness.
I was by him in less than a second, picking him up and carrying him away from the fight. His skin was not as white as usual. It was faintly pink. I found a clearing far away from the sounds of war and set Edward on a flat rock big enough for him to lay fully stretched out. After a few moments, his eyes fluttered infinitesimally.
"Edward, open your eyes. Edward." His heart sped up a bit as I softly called to him, and he opened his eyes drowsily. "Bella, love, where are we?" He whispered.
"I don't know. I carried you away from the fight when you collapsed."
"Hm. What on Earth…." He put his hand on his heart, his eyes widening. They were green, not the lovely golden color I was used to. They still took my non-existent breath away, though.
"I know, it's so… weird. And unexplainable. Do you have any idea what happened?"
"No…. I don't." He was still shocked. He sat up, still seeming drowsy and disoriented. I sat beside him, not sure what to do. He glanced around us, his eyes narrowed. "I don't like this. I think it was the large male's ability. Did you…?"
"Oh. Er, yes, I did. It didn't do a thing."
"I can see that." He collapsed again, his eyes shutting.
"I'm so tired…." He did look bushed, so I gently lifted him into my arms and carried him through the trees in the direction of the house. He was struggling to keep his consciousness. It was only too obvious.
When we got to the house, I ran inside with him and set him down on a black sofa we'd bought recently. "Stay here," he instructed. I nodded and settled down by him on the floor. He let his eyes fall shut, and he slowly began to breathe slowly, deeply, and his heart rate slowed.
I watched him diligently, listening to things around us to make sure that the band of trackers didn't come for him. After a while, I heard the footsteps of several people, or vampires, approaching. Taking one last look at my sleeping angel, I stood and went to see who it was. I braced myself for attack, but relaxed when I saw that it was Carlisle, Alice, and the others.
"How's Edward doing, Bella?" Alice asked anxiously. I said nothing. Instead, I led them back to the couch where Edward still lay, sleeping deeply. Carlisle kneeled down beside him, listening to his heartbeats. I sighed. He looked up. "He's fine. Just extremely tired. He'll be asleep for a while."
Alice pulled me aside urgently. "I'm sorry, Bella. I saw this happening while we were fighting, but they wouldn't let me get near you two." I smiled half heartedly, guessing that by 'they' she meant the ones who had attacked us. "It's okay, Alice. I'm not mad. Edward isn't either, I don't think. You tried, at least."
"Thanks."
I nodded and quickly walked back to where Edward was sleeping. The rest of the family stepped aside and let me get to him. They slowly dispersed, leaving me alone with my angel. He didn't move much, except to breathe. His eyes moved behind his lids, so I knew he was dreaming. "Bella." I smiled. So he talked in his sleep like I used to. Interesting. I softly traced circles on his palms, listening as he repeated my name, saying that he loved me and that he was sorry about something. I guessed that he would say something about that later.
He woke up about twenty-four hours later. "Hey there," I murmured. He blinked and sat up. "So that wasn't all just a hallucination?"
"No."
"Do we know if it's permanent?" He asked, his voice betraying a bit of fear.
"We don't know any more than you do, Edward."
"I see."
Suddenly, Alice appeared by me. I scowled at her when Edward looked confused at the speed his eyes couldn't see. "Sorry," she breathed, "but I just saw something that you both might want to know."
