Thank you very much for reading my story, I really wasn't expecting anything to happen.

Chapter 3

BPOV

Alice's eyes where cold and refused to release mine. A look of pure horror painted on her face. I noticed in my sub-consciousness that not only her, but every one else in the room were staring at my mate and I, a similar look on their faces.

Alice broke away first, her head dropping to Jasper shoulder. I turned to survey the room. Carlisle stood with his arms around Esme's shaking frame, I saw that her lips were quivering slightly, she was whispering to herself very quietly. "No, no, no, no, no." over and over again.

Emmet's hand was on Rosalie's perfect shoulder, his thumb moving in slow circles. He was trying to be brave, but I could see that his will was crumbling along with his wife. Jacob sat upright on the floor; his body was as still as a statue but his eyes gave him away. They flew around the room from Alice, to Jasper, to Esme, to Carlisle, to Emmet, to Rosalie, to my now still daughter, to me and then to Edward.

Edward.

My gaze rested on him. His body was taught, stone, solid still. And his glorious face was like a knife in my heart. His eyes were black, darker than I had ever seen and they pulled me in until all I could see was the black too. It surrounded me, chocking me, cutting off life. All I could picture in my mind was a black hole, they were so strong and so deep that not even light could escape them, and that was what Edward eyes were, black holes that pulled me in until I was falling into them, falling into despair. And I knew he was falling along side me.

The realization suddenly hit me and my mind conjured up its own version of the awful nightmare that Alice had witnessed in her vision.

Two invisible ghost like figures held onto my arms clasping them tight, too tight. The girl in my dream let out a haunting cry from her lips. Her cry was answered by another. But the voice was far too familiar.

"Bella!" the voice called, he sounded like an angel. But there was too much pain for the dark room to be heaven. The same man's voice came again but this time without words, screaming in pure agony instead. It was accompanied by a sheer grinding noise, like metal being torn apart by a monstrous machine. I didn't want the girl in my vision to call out the angels name; I didn't want my fears to be confirmed. But the wishing didn't do any good.

"Edward!" she screamed back, the pain apparent in her anguished scream. The man's screams were cut off and the last thing I saw were flames building up in the corner of the room, where his cries had once come from. And I felt the girl's soul tear in half.

"No." came the man's angelic voice, but the dream was fading fast.

"No." he repeated but louder this time. It was the same voice from the dream, but I knew that it was far gone by now.

I found myself still staring into Edward's eyes, but no longer surrounded by the darkness. The same desperate word fell out of his lips again.

"No!" this time he shouted it, and it awoke everyone in the room from their frozen forms.

The only people, who had changed their positions in the short time that I had been dreaming, were Edward and I; we had moved from facing each other to being as close as possible, with Renesmee still sandwiched between us. Both of my hands were on the sides of his face and our foreheads pressed firmly together, he had one arm tight around my waist and the other hand was over one of mine bringing it closer to his smooth skin.

"I'm not going to let anything happen to you. I swear it." He said it to me in a low voice, but I knew that the rest of the family heard him too.

"Neither will we," Added Carlisle. "We won't let anyone touch either of you." The others nodded slowly in agreement.

"I don't want any of you to get hurt," I whispered my words, only just finding my voice, but I knew that they would all hear me without any problem.

"Silly Bella," Edward said as he moved his hand to stroke my cheek, the electricity in his innocent touch was still there despite everything happening. "I would rather die then see you hurt."

His words brought back that painful reminder of the girl's soul being ripped in half, but if his words did come true...I would be that girl.

"That's what I'm afraid of," I whispered into the soft skin of his hand.

"Momma?" A small voice murmured into my shoulder. Both Edward and I looked down at our tiny daughter. "Your going to be okay aren't you? You're a vampire, nothing can hurt you. And besides Daddy will look after you. Won't you Daddy? Daddy always protects us." she look up at him expectantly.

"Of course sweetheart, I love both you and your mother with all of my heart. I'd never let anything take either of you away from me. Now you should try and get some sleep, its quite late." he lent down to place a kiss on her forehead. "I love you." he mumbled into her hair, as she closed her eyes and was swept up into a dream.

To Renesmee his words would sound comforting and strong. But I knew Edward better than that. I had spent my time over the years we had together, trying to memorize every inch of his perfect face. I saw past the gentle smile and soft words. He was scared, he looked at his beloved daughter as if he would never see her again, for all I knew that might be the case.

While my husband was holding Renesmee I took the chance, to tear my eyes away from the heartbreaking sight, and look around the room at the rest of my family that I loved with everything I am. They had all moved from their threatened positions, and were back in their original places. Alice and Jasper on the couch next to ours. Emmet and Rosalie were back in the chair. Esme in hers and Carlisle at her feet. I noticed that Jacob, who had remained silent during the whole fiasco, was now no longer to be seen. I assumed that he had left to phase and tell the pack about the impending event.

It made me sad to realize that we were all in the same positions as earlier this afternoon, but so much had changed. The sky was darker outside, and the little light that remained shone on the empty faces of the people in the room.

It suddenly recurred to me that I might never see the sun again.

"When?" My own voice startled me as it broke the eerie silence. I had no idea when this might happen. It could be tomorrow, next week. I needed to know how much time I had left with my family, with Edward. I could have months, I might even have years. But no matter what it still wouldn't be long enough. Even if we would have forever together, I knew it wouldn't be enough.

No one answered me.

Perhaps they didn't want to know.

I looked outside again, and saw Edward do the same.

"The night had always been so peaceful," he said to me softly, "But now...it's haunting."

"I know what you mean," I replied, lying him head against his shoulder. His hand came up to stroke my hair. "Mmmm." I sighed.

"I feel like I should be finding comfort in the fact that I know the sun will rise tomorrow. But..."

"You don't know if we will be there to see it."

"Exactly. I don't think I would be able to live in a world without the sun."

"A never ending night," I whispered. He nodded slowly at my words, he was trying to hold himself together, wanting to look strong in front of me and his family. "You don't always have to be so strong you know. Please don't hide your feelings from me."

His lips moved so fast that I didn't know if he had spoken at all. "I'm scared." I had never heard him utter those words before. "I don't want you to watch me die, I don't want you to see me so vulnerable. It scares me that I won't be able to protect you."

I turned to face him, but he stayed facing the window. I leaned forwards,my lips at his ear. I needed to tell him how much he meant to me, how much I loved him. I knew that it would never be possible to convey my feelings using only words, but I could try."Your more important to me than the sun, I need you more than I need the light. I cant imagine myself without you, my life would be darker then the night could ever be."

"Before I met you Bella, I resented both the night and day. The night because I felt like I would never escape it, and the sun because I knew that I would never be able to enjoy its warmth. But then you changed everything," He said turning to face me with his burning eyes. "You showed me how beautiful the night was, and how you could help me feel the warmth of the sun again. You made me feel human again, more alive then ever."

My hand reached up to cup his cheek and he leaned into it closing his eyes. He was so beautiful, even when the pain was evident on his face.

"You're talking as if we will never see each other again, as if they are your last words." my voice broke as I spoke to him, if talking about never seeing him again hurt this much then... I didn't want to even think about his demise being a possibility. He opened his eyes and they bore into mine, overwhelming me to my very core.

"But they could be my last words."

He lent forwards slowly, never taking his eyes off of mine. His words hit me, this could be our last moment together. And then I didn't care if our family was watching us or not. I lent forwards too, brushing the tip of my nose against his, feeling the warm skin there before his lips captured mine. He tugged on my bottom lip gently, before releasing it and leaning back a little leaving a tiny space between us. I felt his lips moving as his whispered one more time to me; "I love you Isabella"

"And I love you Edward" I whispered back pushing all of my feelings more him into those 5 short words. Then his marble lips touched mine again. Mine parted slightly and I breathed cool air over him, this seemed to give him the motivation he needed and he deepened the kiss, exploring my lips, trying to etch every curve of them into his memory. My free hand locked its self into his hair, pulling him closer to me. I never wanted to let him go.

A small movement between us reminded me that we were not alone, and with one more lingering, chaste kiss we moved apart.

We looked down at Renesmee to see her stir slightly in her sleep. My beautiful daughter. Unexpected panic rose in me. What if I never saw her again? What if I never heard her melodic voice again? I knew that our family would look after her, Rosalie, Alice and Esme would be the perfect mothers for her, Emmet, Jasper and Carlisle would be like farthers to her and I knew that any one of them would die for my daughter too. And of course she would always have Jacob, her best friend and eventually maybe even a mate as well. She would have a fine life. But Edward and I wouldn't be in it. I thought of all of those important events in her life that we would miss.

Birthdays,

School,

Prom,

Her first car,

Graduation,

Her first boyfriend,

Her first kiss,

Her wedding... This one struck a nerve. Edward would never walk her down the isle. I would never her see her on the happiest day of her life.

The image broke me down and i cried tearless sobs into his chest, he was also having similar thoughts about his baby girl. I had never seen a more devoted father than Edward, and no one could ever possibly fill that hole in her life.

It wasn't supposed to happen like this. We had already been through so much, wasn't it hard enough that nature its self prevented us from being together? That a predator was not supposed to fall in love with its pray? And then there was the fact that when I was human I had been his singer. But we fought through the difficulties of being with each other, only to be tormented again and again; James, Victoria, Laurent. Then to be tested again and again; Jacob and our strange connection, then even Edward himself when he went too far and left me all alone. We had fought to bring our daughter into the world, and then stood side by side as we faced the Volturi. Although we had both suffered and gained scars throughout our battles, our connection had never been stronger. I knew Edward better then I knew myself, we were tied in every way possible. The connection was almost spiritual. And I had vainly attempted to believe that we would finally get our happily ever after. But it turned out that we could never runaway from our shadows, we would always be chased until the day we died. I found myself thinking; was it worth it? Was being married to this wonderful man worth the pain of fighting? Was my miraculous daughter worth injuries? The answer was in my mind before I had finished thinking the questions. There was no doubt about it. I would relive all of my painful moments over and over again for all of eternity for them. I would live in a never ending night.

As my breathless sobs slowed down my eyes were drawn to the window again. In the distance I saw a shimmering, black mist rolling along the ground. It was heading towards us.