Ok, not too many reviews for the last chapter, but I'll blame it on the holidays. For those who were the first five reviewers last chapter I am sending you the summary of the sequel as soon as I get a chance to write it. If I get a certain number of reviews- say 40? I will post an Edward Pov for the sequel. I am thinking that there is maybe three to five chapters left, that is if I can bare to end this story. You know the deal R and R.

Thanks to my reviewers, Nancy, my beta, and Mandy for being so sweet!

Meg

Thud! The crowd groaned as the fourth gymnast of the night fell.

"And that was a big deduction for He Kexin," the announcer stated. "It seems all of the gymnasts tried to increase the difficulty level of their routines to match that of Isabella Swan's difficult, flawlessly performed routine- which she performed to perfection again tonight- and it has taken its toll on their scores."

"Two major mistakes and four falls in one night. I don't think any of these gymnasts, as talented as they are, could create a routine like Swan's and perform it so well, so quickly. The only one who has a shot is Alice Cullen, Bella's roommate and teammate, and our last competitor of the night. Let's see what she can do."

I watched anxiously as Alice stepped up to the mat. She had fallen in vault, and taken the silver, but she was dying for a gold. She deserved it too. She was an amazing gymnast and an even more amazing person. I already had my individual gold; I hoped she would get one too, even if it meant that I would take the silver.

I stood still clenching my fists together instead of cooling down my muscles like I should have been. My worry was in vain though; her newly improved routine was almost flawless. The difficulty level was very close to mine, and it all depended on her execution score.

She made it through without a single mistake, and I was cheering her on with the rest of the crowd. All that was left was her dismount. I saw her practicing it earlier. It was a double back pike with a double twist, almost impossible to stick, but I had seen her do it easily.

Being as close to the beam as I was, just off at the edge of the mat, I saw the exact second it went wrong. As she pushed off from the beam, her hand didn't grab enough traction. She still made it into the air and into her double pike, but she struggled for enough momentum for the double twist. She somehow completed the whole dismount but fell on the landing.

She stood up, obviously not injured, but as she saluted, I could almost hear her heart break. She stepped off the mat and I immediately pulled her into my arms.

"I can't believe I messed up," she kept whispering.

I hugged her tighter and then pulled back slightly to look her in her eyes. "You did not mess up, you did amazing! And you are going to get your gold, Alice. Maybe not tonight, but there are still two more chances for you and it's only a matter of time. You are the best gymnast I know, and you are going to go out there and prove it to them. Plus it's bars next, and you have the best bar routine in the world, so what are you worried about?"

She opened her mouth to argue. "What if I'm not good enough?" she asked me.

"Alice, what did you tell me when I asked that same question?"

"That you are one of the best gymnasts in the sport and the only thing holding you back is your own self doubt?"

I just looked at her and saw it dawn on her. She pulled me back into a hug. I was oblivious to everything: the people congratulating me on my third gold medal, the crowd and the announcers' noise, and just held her until her score came up giving her silver.

I saw a tear sparkle on her cheek, but at almost the same moment a glint of determination came into her eyes, and I knew she was going to have a gold before this was out.

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Edward Pov:

I was on house arrest. Well technically room arrest. After my race today I was ordered by my coach to go straight to my room and not leave it for anything. I had my final two races tomorrow and they were back to back. I understood his reasoning, aiming for nine gold medals (one more than Michael Phelps managed in the last Olympics) was a major undertaking. I was pushing beyond human limits and pushing it any further would just be stupid. So I, however grudgingly, retired to my room instead of cheering Bella and Alice on at the beam Finals, I was stuck in my room all day with only the TV and my iPod for company. I spent a lot of the time napping, but it was almost five o'clock and Bella was going to be back in about an hour. In the meantime I was aimlessly flipping through the channels trying to find something that wasn't Olympics related to watch. Ironically enough an Olympic feature was what finally captured my attention. It was a 'beyond the gold,' feature. In the past it had focused on Olympians who did charity work or things of the sort, but tonight their subject was none other than my Bella.

"A gymnast worthy of gold without a doubt, but one with a heart that is purer gold than any medal around her neck."

I tuned into the reporter's segment with a renewed interest.

"Isabella Swan, of the United States of America, reported to be a sweetheart, proved just how big of a heart she has tonight. 'America's Darling,' the smile that has touched many hearts in her quest for the gold, is as winning as the many accolades she has received in her sport. When teammate Alice Cullen fell tonight in her beam landing, after an amazing routine, devastating her and costing her the gold medal yet again, Isabella was right there comforting her. The fact that Cullen's fall had just earned her yet another gold medal in this Olympics barely even seemed to register on the sixteen-year-old, Philadelphian native. Brushing off those congratulating her, she only had eyes for her teammate. Wrapping her arms around her teary roommate, Isabella whispered words of comfort to her."

A picture of Bella with her arms around Alice flashed across the screen after numerous others of Alice and Bella, but mostly Bella.

"An onsite photographer was close enough to catch some of the words exchanged between the two gymnasts. Alice Cullen apparently asked, 'what if I'm not good enough?' To which Swan replied, 'Alice, what did you tell me when I asked that same question?' Cullen answered, 'That you are one of the best gymnasts in the sport and the only thing holding you back is your own self doubt.' Seeming to take comfort in those words, Cullen received her third silver medal of these games, grasping the hand of Swan on the gold podium next to her."

The pictures slowed and focused on one of her and Alice holding hands as they received their medals.

"Teammates and coaches alike have commented on the kindness and maturity that Bella possesses at such a young age, in a position where many older than her would not have acted in half the manner." 'She always is so sweet and shy,' Angela Weber the American team captain said, when describing the youngest member of her team. 'She is always so surprised when she places in the medals, but is always so sure that everyone else deserves a medal too. In team competitions, she worries more about the team than she does in her own performances. If one of us falls, or has a huge deduction, she is right there with a hug and comforting words that make you forget that you messed up in the first place. She makes you want to strive to live up to the perfection that she is so sure you are capable of.' Even in the press conference after her all around gold medal win, Swan exhibited a astounding amount of selflessness. When asked what she was proudest of in these games, she answered that it was the team work that she and the rest of the gold medal winning American team used to make their country proud. 'I'm so glad that I didn't let down those who have been counting on me and encouraging me. The look of Bela Karolyi's face when I took the gold was just as wonderful as the gold medal itself. And of course all of the fans that cheer me on are just as deserving of gold as I am, more so even.' Coach Carlisle Cullen had this to say concerning this up and coming gymnast. 'She doesn't act like a sixteen year old. Her maturity and dedication make her seem as though she is middle aged and growing more so every time she opens her mouth, but on the other hand she has a childlike innocence in her that keeps her grounded and that much more deserving of her medals.'

The slideshow of pictures stopped on her team USA one, as the reporter of the segment came back on screen.

"Isabella Swan, a gymnast always with a smile, neck full of medals, and a heart full of kindness. Three time Olympic gold medallist, world champion on floor, Tyson cup all around silver medallist, and total sweetheart, she is a tribute to her sport, her country and so much more. With a heart that is full of gold, it's no wonder that she is sweeping the gold."

My heart swelled as I thought about the sweetness and selflessness of the girl I loved. It was great to see her medals and awards mentioned, but I was glad whole world learned of the sweetness and altruism behind the talented gymnast that I witnessed everyday.