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Worst Fears

She arched her back and gasped as the air rushed back into her lungs, burning as if she was inhaling liquid fire.

Gasping for more air she tried to open her eyes. Panic spread through her as she realised her eyes wouldn't open.

She tried to sit up, but her head slammed into a hard surface above her. She groaned in pain and her hand automatically went to comfort her aching forehead.

After a couple of moments, as she calmed down, she realised her eyes were open, it was just so pitch black that she couldn't see anything.

"Stay calm" she tried to ease her breathing.

Hesitantly, she pushed her hand out above her, searching for the obstruction she had hit her head on. Her fingers glanced upon the cool, hard surface just above her face and she withdrew her hand in shock.

"Where am I ?"

With a little more confidence she sent her hand out into the darkness and this time she did not shy away when her hand met the smooth cold surface above her.

Her palm slid across until it came to a corner and she passed her hand over a wall at her side.

With slight urgency, she sent her opposite hand out to the other side and was met with the same hard surface.

"a box, I'm in a box."

Panic and confusion took over and she began to hyperventilate. She obviously did not do well in confined spaces.

"out, I need to get out. NOW"

She began kicking and punching against the roof and walls of her tiny prison, but without much room to manoeuvre she could hardly build up enough momentum to do more than make a little noise.

Her panic intensified and she began using her whole body, thrashing and bucking about, throwing her body against the walls.

She tried to scream but it came out in a whisper.

Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed.

As her strength waned, she resorted to slapping her hands against the roof in between her incoherent sobs.

Time passed.

It could have been seconds, hours, days. she had no idea. She was stuck in a void, a place of nothingness. The only sound to keep her company was that of her own gasping breaths as the oxygen in the tiny box ran out.

And the one thought that kept going through her head, over the top of "why am I naked and stuck in a box."

The one thing that she kept coming back to.

"who am I?"

There were memories sliding around in her head but every time she tried to grab a hold of it they would slip away. There were faces but they seemed fuzzy, out of focus, nothing that triggered any recognition.

Not that it really mattered at this stage. She may not know who she was but she knew that she was out of air and that it would only be minutes before she passed out.

The lack of oxygen was sending her mad, she was now hearing voices in her head. Two voices as it would happen, and they were arguing.

"Just start opening them, there isn't any time."

"There are so many though, cant you see which one?"

"I did see but they all look the same, Jasper please, we have to hurry."

"Jasper?" the name caused a flash of images.

A pale face surrounded by a mop of blonde hair.

A hotel room.

A game of baseball in a giant field.

A bleeding finger.

"….Jasper?"

"Did you hear that?"

The voices were talking in her head again

"It came from over this side."

And then there came the light. It was everywhere, it enveloped her, surrounded her. And air, fresh air that she gasped in desperately.

And freedom from her prison. She tried to sit up but strong hands pushed her back down.

"Just take a minute, relax and breath." A gentle voice told her.

She found herself feeling waves of calm wash over her and she relaxed immediately.

"Jas, is she ok?"

"I think so, just a bit panicked from being in there."

Her eyes began to adjust to the light, now not so blinding, and she began to make out the face that looked down on her. The mop of blonde curls surrounding the palest of faces.

"Jasper?"

"yes Bella, its me. Alice is her too."

"Alice?"

More images flooded through her mind.

A pale pixie with short black hair.

Twinkling fairy lights and pink flowers.

Clothes, lots and lots of clothes.

"Alice?"

Cold strong arms enveloped her.

"Oh Bella. Bella, Bella, Bella." The high pitched musical voice sobbed.

"Ah, Alice honey, Bella still needs to breath."

The vice like grip disappeared. "Oh, right, I was just so happy. I forgot."

The pixie face looked down at her, huge golden eyes staring in wonder.

"Bella, I just…well I just cant believe it."

"Bella, that must be my name."

"Am I Bella?" she thought she better make sure.

"You don't remember?" disappointment, hurt and worry flickered across the little pixie's, Alice's, face.

"No, but it almost sounds familiar when you call me that." Her voice was getting stronger. She decided she might try to sit up. The strong, cold arms helped her to a sitting position and she found herself looking at a wall of small metallic doors.

"where am I?" Bella asked

Alice and Jasper glanced at each other in worry.

"It's ok Alice, I'll keep things calm. I think at this stage the best thing would be to tell her the truth. Whether she remembers it or not, she is still our Bella. She would never forgive us if we lied to her."

"I know Jas, I just thought that HE should be the one to do it."

"Well, HE isn't here so I think its all on you honey."

Alice looked back at Bella and took in a deep breath.

"Bella, sweetie, don't freak out, but you are in the morgue" she scrunched up her face as if preparing to take a blow.

"Why?" was all Bella could manage.

Alice's eyes fleeted hesitantly to Jaspers, he gave her a nod of encouragement and she looked back at Bella.

"Bella, you are in the morgue because 3 days ago you died."

"Oh." Bella processed the information. For some reason this strange occurrence didn't seem to freak her out as she thought it should.

"How." did she really want to know. Did she even really believe what these people were telling her?

"Um." Alice hesitated for the briefest of moments before coming to the conclusion that Jasper was right and it was better to lay it all out now. "You were ninety-six years old Bella. You died of old age."

No that couldn't be right. She looked down at her hands and arms, her skin was smooth and supple. She frowned, what were these people on?

She swung her legs over the side of what she now saw was a long draw protruding from the wall of doors, and placed her feet gingerly on the cool floor. After establishing that her legs would support her, she placed her entire weight on them, wavering only slightly before gaining balance.

Neither Alice nor Jasper offered to help her, maybe they really did know her and knew that she would much rather do this on hey own.

Scouting the room she found what she was after. A small mirror sat just above a basin in the corner of the room. Carefully so as to not fall over her slightly unreliable feet, Bella made her way towards it.

Alice finally caved and stepped forward in an attempt to help her but Jasper held her back, "she needs to do this on her own." Alice frowned but nodded and he let her go.

Bella approached the mirror with slight trepidation. Unsure if she really wanted to look in it and see an old lady looking back. She didn't feel like she was ninety-six years old, mentally or physically, but just like when they had told her that her name was Bella, it didn't sound wrong.

Bella stood in front of the mirror, her eyes downcast, unable to bring herself to look. Inhaling deeply she looked up and gazed into a pair of big brown eyes that she recognised as her own. The reflection staring back at her was young, no older than twenty, but it didn't sit right with her. Had she really died of old age?

She brought her hand up to touch her face and the young girl in the mirror mimicked the action, surprise and curiosity in her eyes.

A thought suddenly occurred to her and she turned to Jasper and Alice.

"how did you know? I mean to come here. How did you know that I was alive and trapped in…" her eyes tightened as she looked towards the draw "…there?"

Alice stepped forward towards Bella, hands outstretched and upturned. Her eyes pleading. "Bella, we don't have a lot of time." her face went blank and her eyes stared at something in the distance, and then she was back looking at Bella.

"Seven minutes to be exact. Well seven minutes until the coroner comes back, it will still be another couple of hours until they realise that they are down a dead body and by then Jas will have fudged the paperwork so they will think that the mortician has already come and…"

"Alice you're rambling." Jasper mumbled

"oh, right."

Bella couldn't understand what she was hearing. "How could you know all that?"

Alice smiled sweetly and took another step towards Bella. "Because I can see peoples futures of course."

More memories passed through Bella's mind. "Yes…" She searched her mind, "I think I did know that."

Alice's smile widened, "well of course you do. I am very hard to forget." she took another step towards Bella. "and that is how I knew to come and get you. We don't have time for the whole story but I'll give you the cliff notes."

Jasper fidgeted, anxious to get out before they were caught, not that he couldn't handle it if they were. He just preferred not to have to go through that annoyance.

"It's ok Jas, this wont take a moment." Alice turned back to Bella, "like I said I can see peoples futures, and I've always kept an eye on yours over the years, you know to make sure that you weren't getting yourself into any trouble. Well anyway, as we kinda knew it would, three days ago your future disappeared because, well, you know why. So you can imagine my surprise when a little over three hours ago you burst back into my mind. I wasn't even sure we could make it in time, I just grabbed Jasper and started to run. No one else knows yet. I didn't want to say anything until I could be sure."

Bella sighed, "well I suppose next to the fact that a few days ago I died of old age, you seeing into the future is almost normal."

"ok we really need to make a move, Jasper have you muddled the paperwork?"

"all done."

"good, now if you go out to the ally behind that law firm across the street you will find our mode of transport. Bella and I will meet you around the corner."

Jasper slipped silently out of the room.

Alice looked back to Bella. "Now to take care of your modesty."

Bella looked down and realised that she had completely forgotten that she was naked. She immediately tried to cover herself with her hands. Alice was already beside her covering Bella with her jacket.

"It's big on me so it should fit you fine and it buttons all the way down so it wont look too strange. We only have to make it to the car anyway and we can stop and get you some other clothes on the way." Alice's face lit up at the thought of a shopping trip. "oh and you might want to get rid of that."

Bella followed Alice's gaze and looked down at her feet. There hanging off her big toe was a tag with writing on it. She reached down and detached the offending item. Upon closer inspection Bella realised it was an identification tag with only two words written on it.

Isabella Cullen

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