Okay, I'm sorry about updating but writers block is a bitch. This chapter was inspirited by oreocookiepup101. So thanks! And thanks to all my other loyal readers .

This is an Edward POV Chapter, set on the same day as the other part. This is mostly catch up on what happened to Edward after Bella left.

On the same day, Not so far away…

E POV.

I sat down onto the hard wooden chair and stared at the list of names in front of me. The list of names I was to confirm transfer to Auschwitz, from Warsaw. This was a huge responsibility, especially for a lad of my age. Only 16. And to have been accepted into the SA? I was lucky, my Father was highly regarded in this and he insisted that I join. I don't think anyone cared much, I'm tall and look older thank my real age. And I'm smart, which is more than I can say about the other buffoons that work here.

It was almost midnight when I finally got through all of the paperwork, it was reliving to say the least. I quickly filed the folder and walked over to the calendar, to cross off yesterdays date, when I noticed with a pang what today was. Bella's birthday. It had been two years since I had last seen my best friend. My mother told me they were moving to a place in the country, and I swallowed that story for a while. Until I heard my mother and father talking about their true fait, I was furious.

That's when the plan developed, the plan to get my best friend back. That's why I agreed to join the SA. But it all escalated, and now I was in charge of the Warsaw moving project which would be taking place in just days.

Throughout my term at Warsaw, I had been keeping an eye out for Bella. But so far I had been unsuccessful, which wasn't surprising. So far I had been keeping tracks of the men going to work at the factories, and I only had half the transfer list. A-M. So I didn't have a clue if Bella was even at Warsaw in the first place.

I never forgot about Bella, I still remember the day she left. When she came to my bedroom window.

Flashback

I sat on my bed, writing an essay for homework. I planned to go out after finishing it to see Bella.

I heard a muffled door slam from downstairs.

"Mum. Was that Bella??" I shouted down the stairs, dropping my pencil, ready to race down there to get her.
"No. Erm, Wrong house!" She called back. I sunk back on my bed, feeling disappointed. I missed Bella already, and my mind kept playing back to our almost kiss. I did wonder, if maybe I would get the chance to try again today?

My thoughts were interrupted by a quiet tap on the window.

I climbed off my bed and quickly walked over to the sound, and quickly opened to curtains. Bella's face was on the other side of the glass.

I watched, slightly amused as she began to talk. Her lips moving too fast for me to understand what she was saying.

The then slowed down, flailing her arms around. I stopped watching her lips and began to concentrate on her feet. She was awful at balancing, and this high up with flailing arms. She could easily fall.

I was about to open the window and let her In when I heard a screaming from behind me.

"WHAT IS SHE DOING OUTSIDE YOUR WINDOW? I DON'T WANT YOU TALKING TO HER AGAIN!" My mother, ran into the room, and violently shut the curtains.

"What are you doing mum? It was Bella!" I shouted, confused. What was wrong with my mother?

"She's a Jew. She's not welcome anymore!" She spat, her eyes narrowing.

I was beyond confused.

"That's never mattered to you before!" I responded, with equal venom in my voice.

"Well times change. I never should have offered to host that party, do you know how much offence we have caused to our friends? Never again. I Forbid you from seeing her again. And your grounded." And with that she left. I was beyond shocked. I was outraged.

The memory still stung, but of course at the time I had no idea that I would NEVER see Bella again. I didn't find that out until the following day when I knocked on her door and a complete stranger answered. They told me they had "no idea who these Swan people were. So leave them alone."

That's when mother told me the story of them moving.

It hurt me at first, because I thought that they moved and just hadn't bothered to leave a forwarding address. And my parents left me to believe this, in the hope that I would soon begin to hate Jews because of Bella.

Instead I quickly became depressed, refusing to eat meals and rarely leaving my room.

It was misfortunate that the one time I HAD left my room, was when they were discussing Bella's true destination.

Flashback.

I opened my door slowly, so I wouldn't attract attention. I descended our staircase, hopping over the creaky steps. I could hear my parents in the living room. Carefully I tiptoed to the entrance, hiding just around the corner of the door so I would not be seen.

"He's going to find out soon enough dear, we have to tell him." My father whispered, his posture was slumped. He looked older somehow, I had never noticed his greying hair or the bags under his eyes. My mother however, still had the same defiant look she had the day Bella left.

"No. He mustn't find out where Bella has gone. He's only go causing trouble." Her voice was hard, I had never despised anyone as much as I did at that moment.

I was tempted to leave my hiding place and ask exactly where Bella Had gone, but there was no need. I found out without any probing.

"But she might die in Warsaw, and what about if they move her to a concentration camp. I hear they are putting criminals in them, its only a matter of time until Jews join them."

I had heard of Warsaw, and its terrors. I could not bear for Bella to be there. I turned round and ran up to my room, not caring if my parents heard me.

Something had to be done, what however. I wasn't sure.

I had planned to join the SA with my dad and snatch Bella away at the first possible chance. It wasn't that simple however. At the time I didn't realise exactly how big the Ghettos were, and I wasn't allowed in them anyway. The factories kept me occupied.

I looked up to the clock. I had been sitting here for three hours, just thinking about my past love. This wasn't unusual behaviour. Bella took up most of my thoughts when I wasn't working.

Sighing I turned off my electric lamp and retired to bed.

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