Bella POV

It wasn't even a week after my birthday that we were told to pack our bags. They told us we were being re-located, but this time they didn't bother to dress it up and make it sound good. Instead we were awoken at around five in the morning by an officer barking at us to gather our few positions and join the crowd outside. We were all rather dazed by the rude awaking, but we did as we were instructed with great haste. It wasn't wise to keep a man with a gun waiting.

It was just reaching dawn when we were marched towards the trains, yet again it was a cattle train. Rosalie complained again, but I paid her no attention. I was too busy listening to the uniformed men beside me whom were having an in depth conversation.

"They wont know what hit them. Hitler's final solution is just inspired, isn't it?" The more brawly of the pair stated.

"I know what you mean. Edward sure did a good job on those lists, no wonder he's doing so well here."

I didn't listen to the rest, just hearing the name Edward pulled on my heart. I knew they weren't talking about my Edward, if I could even call him that, but it hurt even so.

I was brought back to reality by my father pulling my arm and leading me into the crowded space. I wasn't lucky enough to be near the small window this time. Instead me, Alice, Jasper and Joe were shoved near a wall whilst the rest of our group was forced to the middle of the carriage. But I did this time, at least have Alice to keep my company. We both whispered to each other the whole journey. I did however keep something to myself.

I did remember what the men had said before be boarded. "The Final Solution." I had never heard this term before, but It didn't sound good. It didn't sound good at all.

Alice noticed my worried expression and began with the onslaught of questions.

"Bella. What's wrong? Your forehead is creased more than Emmett's when he is trying to think." She giggled quietly, so Emmett wouldn't hear. I only smiled back, not anywhere near being in the mood for laughing. Alice nudged me, he eyes now full with concern.

"It's nothing. Just something the officers said, nothing to worry about. Nothing at all." I whispered quickly, picking my words carefully. Jasper turned his head, his eyes tight.

"What is it Bella?" He said, his eyes flickered from me to Alice. I knew he was worried about her, and he obviously didn't want any harm to come to her. I suddenly felt the need to tell him, so he could tell me I was being stupid, and that there was nothing to be concerned about.

"The officers, before we got onto the train. They said something about a final solution. I don't know what it meant, but its how they said it. I don't know." I mumbled, ducking my head in shame.

Jasper remained silent, his lips pressed tightly together. Alice however had a sceptical look.

"Bella, that's not all is it?" I sometimes hated how annalistic she could be. Of course that wasn't all. For the last few years I had trained myself to block any thoughts of Edward. That block had been removed as soon as I heard his name. I never told any of the others about him, for fear of making the pain of loosing him all that much worse. I had never forgotten him, I just ignored the memories. It had worked, but now I found myself pouring out everything about me and him.

Our youth, The time he had beaten up the boy for insulting me, how I had loved him ever since I could remember, the kiss we had almost shared. They stayed silent throughout my whispered outburst until I dissolved into quiet puddle of tears. I felt arms around me and looked up, surprised to see Jasper instead of Alice.

We had never got along well, we didn't dislike each other. We just barely talked. But I did however know why he was comforting me instead of Alice. He knew what it felt like to loose somebody you loved.

Flashback.

Me, Alice and Jasper all sat in the small living room together. Rosalie was out with Joe and everyone else was working.

As he would every day around five in the evening, Jasper excused himself to go for a walk. That day my curiosity overcame me.

"Alice, what's the deal with Jasper. He always looks so upset." I asked shyly, scared encase I caused any offence.

She looked at me, I could see she was deciding whether or not to tell me.

"Sorry, I should learn to keep my nose out." I looked down at my lap, and then back to Alice.

"No. It's fine. He wouldn't mind me telling you, I'm sure. Although I would appreciate it if you wouldn't tell him I told you. Just in case." I nodded, pulling my legs into a more comfortable position.

"Jasper was about thirteen when he lost everything. I'm sure you've heard of kristallnacht." (Night of broken glass)

I nodded, I could remember it well. In November 1938, a anti-Jewish movement was created. Innocent Jewish people were beaten or killed, their houses ransacked and vandalised. We, luckily, were not hit by this wave of crime.

"Well," Alice continued. "Jasper's family was hit pretty badly. His family was home that night. And he told me how his father had heard a commotion from the next house. He looked out to see his neighbour being thrown from their upstairs window. His father then told him and his mother to hide under the loose floor board until things had calmed down. Jasper only had time to get himself down their, because the men came then. His mother only just had enough time to replace the floor board and keep her son safe. They were both beaten to death." She concluded. A voice then continued the story, making us both jump.

"I had to listen to my mother and fathers screams, I had to hear my parents die. It was unbearable; I would have killed the people that hurt them myself. If it wasn't for my fathers body landing on top of my hiding place. I couldn't budge him. And all night I had to watch the blood of my dead father drip down just inches in front of me." Jaspers voice was hard, and honestly it scared me.

We all remained silent for the rest of that night.

End flashback.

Remembering this made me feel guilty, he has gone through so much more than me. I was being selfish. But all the same I gripped Jasper back, and sobbed onto his shoulder until the train came to a violent stop.

We slowly dismounted the train, and met up with the rest of our mismatched family. That was when I saw him.

He was standing alone, holding a piece of paper and occasionally looking up to check the crowds. His hair was still the same effortless copper mess , but he looked older. He had lost all of his child fat and his jaw was more profound. But it was still Edward.

I froze in my position, my eyes wide with horror. He was with THEM?! All of these years I thought he would do something decent with his life. But instead he joined the people who wanted me dead.

I felt Alice shake me, but my mind had gone into meltdown. I could hear her shouting at me and I could see her arm waving in front of my face. But I was detached. It wasn't until I felt a sharp pain on my cheek that I came back to myself.

"Sorry Bella, but you were out of it." She had slapped me. That would explain the pain. I looked at her, my eyes still full of pain.

"Bella. What is it? What's wrong? Tell me! You're worrying me!" She screeched, shaking me by the shoulders.

I swallowed and looked from her over to where he stood. She looked confused for a moment, but then her eyes opened in surprise.

"Wait isn't that the guy you were telling me about? What's his name, Edward?"

It was then when he looked up. His emerald green eyes met mine, and opened wide.

I saw him mouth my name, and I panicked and did the only thing I could do at that moment.

I ran.

A.N.

The next chapter will be an Edward POV.

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