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In Chapter 6:

Edward's POV:

It was in these short minutes of abrupt chaos that I noticed a heart beat getting closer and closer. It was steady, but shallow and it was coming towards the back of our house at an alarmingly fast speed. Isabella and Alice were on their way back.

Alice's POV: "Bella!" I yelled. A sudden urgency swept through me. I quickly picked her up and ran. Ran towards my home.

Chapter 7: L.E.S. Artistes

Edward's POV:

It was in those short moments, of not knowing what was going on (as that had been the trend all day) that I really started to panic. Alice was rapidly approaching the house. I knew this intellectually. I just knew that she had Isabella in her arms. The curious thing though...was that I could not read Alice's mind. This boggled and panicked me all at once. I was sitting in the crouched position on the back porch waiting for their return in three, two...one.

Alice broke through the tree line then carrying an unconscious Isabella in her arms. Alice's arms were scooped around Isabella's equally tiny frame making her wrists and hands visible. She had the same patterns on her hands that Isabella had.

Isabella's long braid was hanging loosely from her, nearly touching the ground from the height that Alice held her at. I could barely stand it. Seeing her like this.

"Carlisle!" Alice yelled.

Her eyes were searching frantically for something, anything. If only I could read her mind to find out and assist her. Carlisle sprung out the back door also getting into a defensive position.

"Carlisle help. Help us, help her. I don't know what happened!" Alice exclaimed, tears running down her face.

Tears?

"Put her down!" Carlisle ordered. Alice did as he said.

The others joined us looking on. Jasper ran to Alice but she shoved him away, frantically trying to get Isabella to regain consciousness.

"I'm sorry Jasper, please. For a moment, just...go." She pleaded.

His face contorted in pain, his mate was turning him away. I sent him reassurance as best as a non -empath could. She only wanted Isabella fixed. Like I did.

I rushed over to the scene.

"Everyone, stay back! Alice! Come here. Give me your wrist."

Alice complied easily, although it was easy to see that she didn't understand.

"What did she do to you!" Carlisle asked.

"She—she gave me wings?"

Carlisle then did something that no one expected at all. He took Alice's wrist in his mouth and bit down. Jasper tried to interrupt this but I held him back.

"Brother, please." I begged.

"But, it doesn't even make sense—." He whined.

All of the sudden we smelled it. Blood. Carlisle was sucking Alice's blood out of her arm. Sure enough to get the venom out. I wasn't beyond not questioning the blood in Alice's body, that before maybe an hour ago, did not exist. Not in the capacity.

Carlisle held her wrist over Isabella's mouth. He took two of his fingers and pryed open her lips so that the blood would land there, able to slide down her throat.

"Press your wrist to her mouth. Let her suck it out."

"Carlisle—" Alice began.

"Just do it...Alice. This is very important. She gave you wings?" He asked urgently.

She only nodded as she sat there with her wrist pressed to Isabella's lips and the other, petting her forehead, only compassion in her eyes.

"Alice, pay attention. You must let your wings...materialize."

"What! I don't...I don't know how..." She grappled to find the right words.

"You have to. Just...just try. It's all we can do. She drained her powers changing you. Only another fairy can revitalize her. If your wings aren't spread your light won't—just do it Mary-Alice."

Everyone gasped at what he was telling her to do and what he called her. No one called her this. Jasper's mind was registering Carlisle's guilt and it made Jas growl irritably. I still held him back.

Everyone looked at Alice then, her eyes closed in concentration. And then suddenly, so suddenly, wings appeared.

And...I almost laughed in that moment.

They were tiny!

Light shot out of Alice's wrist. It was like someone shocked Isabella with paddles. She shot up, bringing her hands up to Alice's wrist and latching on tightly. She moved so quickly. She was a glorious little pixie. Alice was cooing her gently, holding her to her chest while Isabella drank her new blood. Isabella's wings spread then, starting small and gaining mass. They glowed gently. Bursting with energy.

Alice didn't seem worse for wear as Isabella drank her blood. If she sucked it out the same way as a vampire she would have already taken four pints.

"Stop Isabella." Carlisle ordered.

She immediately detached her self from Alice's wrist. She leaned back on her feet and looked surprised. There was blood all around her mouth, her eyes were now covered in the beautiful art that the other parts of her body were. It was fading though, the designs around her eyes. Her bloody mouth. Her body, her wings, her hair. She was so sexy. Nature's nymph, made especially for me. She was my mate and I realized it in the second. No women had ever made me feel like this.

Her wings fluttered occasionally as she became more coherent. I still couldn't find the will to move from my place, knowing I had no place with her. Even if she returned even an iota of my feelings, this was hardly the time.

"Alice!" She whined. She crawled over to her emphatically. Alice sat cross legged on the ground.

"I am so sorry, Alice. Was it painful?" She asked, panicked.

Blood was still rushing from Alice's wrist.

I suppose Alice would be in shock. Like the rest of us. She didn't answer. She only held out her wrist, like it was a question. Isabella wrapped her fingers around it and a bright light burst forward from their hands. She pulled her own hand away and although there was blood covering her fingers, and blood covering Alice's wrist and arms, the would seemed to be completely healed.

Isabella rushed to hug her, both of them tumbling to the ground.

"I am so sorry little one. I didn't mean to compromise you like that. I couldn't have predicted it would have ended up like that."

Alice's tiny little wings fluttered.

"They will grow." Isabella reassured.

"Are you okay, Bella?" Alice asked then, touching Isabella's face.

"I am perfect. Thank you for your sacrifice, I surly would not have lived."

"Any time." Alice answered in shock.

The disentangled suddenly, as if they were caught making love. It was the strangest thing I had ever seen.

Rosalie suddenly spoke up.

"What the fuck!"

AN: Okay, so was that confusing? =] Please drop a review, I am interested in knowing how many people are YouTubing the songs that these chapters are named after. (so if you review please tell me what your favorite is! =])

This chapters song is L.E.S. Artistes by Santogold. I personally have been obsessed with it for the last three days or so and I really would like to share it with you. In this chapter this song is dedicated to Carlisle surprisingly enough. Carlisle has a few secrets up his sleeve. More on that later. Please drop a review if you can find the time. Thanks everyone. 3