Chapter 20- Revenge

A/N: ARGH! Wait! *dodges rotten tomato* Before you all kill me, I'd like to explain! This is my excuse this time for the hiatus: gave my computer a VIRUS. A freaking VIRUS. So, I hope that explains it. For those who have waited patiently- I'm so, so sorry! Thank you for not neglecting this story! And I thank all you reviewers, since "Another Sunset" is nearing its end. Without you all, I would have stopped after I wrote Chapter 1. And if I didn't reply to your review, I'm sorry. After I fought off the virus, I didn't remember which reviews I replied to, so I settled with not replying to any and posting an apology here. And, since my replies would pretty much be the same, I'll reply here: "THANK YOU SO MUCH!"

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Edward tackled James to the ground. Emmett was behind him in a thirty-fourth of a second. The two of them held James to the ground. Edward hesitated before darting to Bella's side, leaving Jasper and Carlisle to help Emmett.

I wondered what I should do. I wanted to run to Bella's side, but the thick scent of blood was overwhelming.

Deciding to help the others finish off James, I turned my back on Bella.

"Oh no, Bella, no!" Edward choked. If Bella died, I wouldn't be able to face Edward for a few decades. Or a few centuries. The wild look in his eyes was seriously starting to creep me out.

But as I thought of my love for Jasper, my sense of pity grew stronger. How would I have felt if Jasper died? I felt overwhelmed by a wave of guilt. After all, it was partially my fault.

"Bella, please! Bella, listen to me, please, please, Bella, please!" Edward begged. He would be crying by now if he could have.

I turned around, taking in Bella's distorted shape. Her leg was bent in an awkward angle, and she was lying in a pool of her own blood. How sweet that blood was…

"Carlisle!" Edward wailed. "Bella, Bella, no, oh please, no, no!" He continued sobbing tearless, broken sobs.

Carlisle took a few experimental jabs at her head.

Bella suddenly gasped, shuddering slightly.

"Bella!" Edward cried, somewhat relieved.

"She's lost some blood, but the head wound isn't deep," Carlisle informed him. "Watch out for her leg, it's broken."

Edward let out a strangled howl.

"Some ribs, too, I think," Carlisle continued, ignoring him.

Her eyes were still closed. "Ed…war…d…" Her lips were barely moving. Her voice was heavy and slow.

"Bella, you're going to be fine. Can you hear me, Bella? I love you." Edward smiled weakly when he heard Bella's voice.

"Ed…ward…" Her voice was slightly clearer as she tried again.

"Yes, I'm here."

"It hurts," she whimpered. A pang of sadness washed over me. It hurt me to see her like that as well.

"I know, Bella, I know"— He turned to Carlisle— "can't you do anything?"

"My bag, please..." Carlisle muttered. I handed it to him.

I must have looked terrible, because Carlisle looked concerned. "Hold your breath, Alice, it will help," he told me.

"Al…ice?" she groaned. I smiled sadly.

"She's here, she knew where to find you." Edward said softly. Had he forgiven me?

"My… hand… hurts…" she moaned.

"I know, Bella. Carlisle will give you something, it will stop." Edward soothed her.

An image flickered across my eyes. A hand, mangled and covered in dark red blood… A crescent shape…Teeth marks.

For some reason, I felt sick to the stomach.

"My hand is burning!" Bella screamed.

I branded the image into my mind, trying to show it to Edward. He wasn't paying attention to me. He probably didn't make the connection. Maybe he didn't know it was Bella's.

"Bella?" Edward asked, frightened.

"The fire! Someone stop the fire!" Bella shouted.

"Carlisle! Her hand!" Edward gasped, just before I was going to tell him.

"He bit her." Carlisle was appalled.

Edward caught his breath in horror.

I could see only one future. Bella, beautiful with red eyes…

"Edward, you have to do it." I rushed to her side. My fingers brushed at the wetness in her eyes.

"No!" he bellowed.

"Alice," Bella moaned.

"There may be a chance," Carlisle said.

"What?" Edward begged. He was so distraught he didn't even bother looking in Carlisle's mind. No wonder he didn't see my vision.

"See if you can suck the venom back out. The wound is fairly clean."

"Will that work?" My voice was strained and small. I could see Edward draining Bella's body of blood, killing her…

"Carlisle, I…" Edward hesitated. "I don't know if I can do that." There was unmistakable agony in his voice.

"It's your decision, Edward, either way. I can't help you. I have to get this bleeding stopped here if you're going to be taking blood from her hand." Carlisle told him.

Bella writhed in agony.

"Edward!" she screamed. She opened her eyes.

"Alice, get me something to brace her leg! Edward, you must do it now, or it will be too late."

I grabbed something suitable and handed it to Carlisle.

Edward's face was drawn as he bent his head to suck on her hand. She screamed and thrashed against the cool hands that held her back.

In my vision, Bella stopped screaming.

"It'll be okay, Bella," I told her.

"Edward," she pleaded.

"He's right here, Bella."

"Stay, Edward, stay with me…"

"I will." His voice was triumphant.

She sighed contentedly.

"Is it all out?" Carlisle asked.

"Her blood tastes clean," Edward said quietly. "I can taste the morphine."

"Bella?" Carlisle called.

"Mmmmm?"

"Is the fire gone?"

"Yes," she sighed. "Thank you, Edward."

"I love you."

"I know," she breathed, tired.

Edward laughed quietly.

"Bella?" Carlisle asked again.

She frowned. "What?"

"Where is your mother?"

"In Florida," she sighed. "He tricked me, Edward. He watched our videos." There was a tint of outrage in her voice.

"Alice." She tried to open her eyes. "Alice, the video — he knew you, Alice, he knew where you came from." Her voice was feeble.

Where I came from…? I glanced at Edward, wanting to know if I'd heard it right. He nodded.

"I smell gasoline," she added.

"It's time to move her," Carlisle said.

"No, I want to sleep," she complained.

"You can sleep, sweetheart, I'll carry you," Edward soothed her

He picked her up. "Sleep now, Bella," he said. The words were spoken tenderly, full of love.