Okay before you read I will tell you where it begins. This is going back to when Bella is having a vision, it is from Alice's POV but it skips the beginning of the vision to the point where the girl in the vision is outside about to shout for help after she sees her friend dead.

Thank you to TheTinyDancer for being an awesome beta!

Twilight doesn't belong to me!

Chapter Twenty-One
Unfinished

Alice POV

Bella gasped, her eyes flaring wide in shock. She brought her hand to her mouth, clawing at something momentarily but then her hand went limp by her side. Her eyes were watering, wide with terror and she was shaking.

I didn't know what to do; I wanted to help her but I couldn't see how.

I quickly grabbed my cell phone from my pocket and dialled Edward's number. I should have called him straight away. I put the phone to my ear and let it ring out, but the phone slipped from my fingers before anyone could answer...

Bella gasped again then before I could react, she was hurtling through the air, her legs and arms out in front of her, her body bent into a slight curve as if being pulled by the middle.

I blinked a few times then ran after her, finding her in small clearing by several trees.

She stood rigidly in the middle, staring ahead of her, her eyes still unseeing. She was trembling head to foot but after a second or two she relaxed half an inch.

I stood in front of her and looked deep into her eyes. I placed my hands on both her shoulders but she didn't react in any way.

"Bella," I said her name firmly. "Look at me. It's Alice." I put one hand against her cheek but she looked so hollow.

"Fight it, Bella," I said. "Fight the vision and come back. They can't hurt you; they can't make you do anything, remember that!"

I had no idea what she was seeing or who was projecting their memories to her, but every other vision she'd had hadn't been very pleasant for her. She needed to fight it, but I could see it was going to be hard for her to learn how to control the visions.

It was a peculiar sight watching Bella play out her visions. I wasn't sure she had ever physically played out what she had been projected before now. This was the first time I knew of, but it wasn't fascinating to watch, it was rather scary.

I wished I could see what Bella saw. I guessed that was what it felt like for the others, bar Edward, to witness me having visions. Jasper was always frustrated that he couldn't see what flashed through my mind.

I squeezed Bella's shoulder gently, as if she was just sleeping but she didn't even blink in my direction. Her eyes stayed hollow, almost unseeing, but her smooth forehead puckered, her eyebrows knitting together.

"Who do I look like?" she said in a monotone voice, looking straight at me this time.

My eyes flashed as I stared at her, but I realised she was still only with me in body, she was still speaking to some unknown person in her vision.

Bella's mouth formed a perfect 'O' in horror, her breath caught and she quickly said, "My sister is dead..." Her eyes widened in realisation. "You killed her?"

Whatever the answer was, Bella's face sagged and relief set briefly in her eyes.

"She's alive?" Bella had moved away from me, her back now against a large tree. Her eyes slid to the side, looking towards the left of the clearing, her face determined.

Whatever she was seeing, I knew Bella - or the ghost - was in danger; probably re-living some point before he or she died. I guessed that this was the person's final moments; Bella was experiencing how the person died.

I was worried for Bella. Things seemed to be getting very literal for her, she was actually getting sick and hurt because of these ghosts. Now she seemed to be getting attacked. This person obviously didn't die peacefully.

Before I could get back near the bench to pick up my cell phone, Bella darted away from the tree but she was on the ground faster than she had moved, her hands catching her fall.

And then I smelled her blood.

I had smelled it before, so I thought I was prepared to have her scent exposed but I hadn't eaten in over a week. That worried me. For Bella's sake as well as mine.

Bella tried to pick herself up, crawling on her knees. "Help," she cried weakly, but she didn't get too far before she was flipped violently onto her back.

Bella's expression was heart wrenching. It was horrible to watch her being subjected to obvious pain when I could do nothing useful about it.

I rushed to Bella and tried to pick her up but she wouldn't move; it was as if she was stuck to the ground. I yanked her body harder but to no avail.

Before I could try some more, she was hauled from my arms, as if someone else was psychically there and pulling on her. She was thrown across the clearing, and pinned rigidly against another tree.

The blood from Bella's wrists was seeping out like a running faucet onto the ground. Her scent was thick in the air and I could only watch as the horror unfolded.

"Please," Bella pleaded. "I have a child...She needs me. Please..."

It was hard to listen to her beg for her life even though I knew it wasn't real. I couldn't do anything to help her and I knew it was going to get worse.

Bella's wrist was lifted into the air as if someone was picking it up. She cringed, her body quivered as she fought back tears.

A piercing scream erupted from Bella, echoing around the clearing. Several birds flew out of the trees, startled, but then it went deadly silent. I found myself praying it would stop, that someone did help the person but of course they didn't.

Bella's face changed, her eyes were angry and determined. She pulled her wrist away but doing so drew more blood, her first wound tearing further down her forearm.

To my utter shame, I took a step back as blood gushed out of her wrist.

Pain creased Bella's eyes; she gasped but didn't scream.

A disgusted look washed over her face. Then before she closed her eyes tight, resolve appeared in her eyes, accepting her fate.

Bella's head tilted back against the tree, her body arched as if she was being held there.

A small cry escaped her clamped lips. Then her face crumpled in pain just as blood flooded out of her neck like a waterfall.

I froze.

Suddenly blood was everywhere. It looked like Bella had been slashed with a knife; blood splashed down her front, a wound appearing over where her jugular was.

Bella was rigid with pain but her body was weakening before my eyes, as she lost blood at an incredible rate.

I tried to move but her scent had locked me into place. I hadn't realised how thirsty I was until I saw the flow of blood seeping out of Bella's neck.

When her eyes flew open, I knew instantly that she was herself. Bella's chocolate brown eyes met mine.

"Vampire," she whispered painfully, before falling in a heap by the tree.

Her words shook me out of my struggle with her scent; I turned quickly and ran back to the bench to pick up my fallen cell phone. I re-dialled Edward's number and he answered on the first ring.

"Where are you?" he demanded.

"The nature trail..."

He hung up and I rushed back to Bella. As I held my breath, I picked Bella up and cradled her so she was upright. I knew her wrists were bleeding badly but she was going to die if I didn't stop the flow of blood from her neck.

I pulled off my cardigan and pressed it tight against her neck but the dark blue material was red in seconds.

Without letting myself breathe, I phoned Carlisle.

I knew he was at the hospital and it was a slim chance that I would catch him on his cell, but it was worth a try.

Thankfully he answered.

"Alice?"

"911 at the nature trail by the school...we need lots of blood!"

"How bad?"

"Very!" I hung up because I didn't know how to explain.

"Come on Bella, stay with me," I urged while pressing on her neck wound as hard as I could without cutting off her air supply or accidentally breaking her neck.

I needed more material of some sort. I glanced around but there were only leaves which wouldn't do.

The school. The schools were off due to the accident which was perfect luck.

I picked Bella up, raced through the trees and went to the back of the small building. It was locked, so I kicked the double doors with my foot and hoped it wasn't alarmed. It wasn't, so I darted inside the darkened hall.

I didn't know the elementary that well but there had to be a nurse's office. I was in luck, as it was a school for those under eleven and everything was sign posted. I quickly raced through the hall and kicked open the locked door to the nurse's office.

I lay Bella on the gurney and rummaged through the cupboards, managing to find the first aid supplies.

I took out the gauze and a couple of bandages. I threw away my bloody cardigan and put the gauze over Bella neck. It was still bleeding at an alarming rate and Bella skin was turning grey. If she didn't get new blood soon, she wouldn't have long.

I wrapped a bandage around the gauze with enough pressure that would help stop the flow of blood. Once I had done her neck, I tried the same with each of her bloody wrists. I was thankful that her arteries weren't nicked, but there was still a steady blood flow from each arm, one deeper than the other.

The gauze on her neck was reddening, so I tried another thick layer of gauze over the first and bandaged it again.

Bella's scent was worse in a small enclosed room; the smell burned my throat but I couldn't leave.

Blood seeped through the second gauze and bandage so I grabbed another wad and pushed it against the others.

Finally Edward skidded in front of me. He surveyed what was happening quickly; me holding gauze to Bella's wound, her deteriorating quickly under me.

Edward's face was paler than usual if it were possible, his eyes burning with fear and anger.

"What happened?" he said accusingly.

I shook my head quickly. "It wasn't me," I said my voice almost broken. I had never had to do anything like this before; I was as close to scared as I'd ever come. "It was a ghost! She was..." I threw up one of my hands. "I don't know, Edward! One of those projection things! She needs blood...her jugular was...bitten!"

"Bitten?" Edward was horrified.

"The spirit...the one projecting how they died was attacked by a vampire...Everything Bella saw she physically repeated in person, it wasn't all in her head!"

"But that's never happened before...it's all supposed to be in her head. Julia told her she wouldn't be in danger!" Edward was beyond anger, he was shaking violently. "She said she wouldn't be in danger," he repeated as he glided closer to Bella.

Edward placed his hand over Bella's cheek. "She is ice cold!" He grabbed more gauze and made a motion to tell me to move. I was grateful not to be the one to tend to Bella's wound and Edward removed the bandages over Bella's neck easily, like he did it every day.

I stood back and watched Edward try and stop the blood flow, only we both knew it was useless - she needed a transfusion.

For lack of something to do, I called Carlisle again but there was no answer. As I tried again, Carlisle himself walked in with three medical bags.

He gave Bella one look and without questioning what happened; he laid out all his stuff. I flung things off the small table against the wall and brought it nearer the gurney, laying out the medical supplies.

Carlisle took Bella's limp arm and put a needle in it, taping it firmly then clipping a bag of blood to it and hung it on the cupboard above the bed.

"Edward, take the saline and pour it over the wound on her neck," Carlisle instructed. "Alice, squeeze the blood from the bag so it goes into her arm quicker."

Edward took a bag of saline straight away and opened the bottom and squirted it over the bleeding wound as instructed while Carlisle looked at it. I hesitated before I stood behind the gurney and I did as I was told, too.

Edward met my eye. "Leave if you can't handle it." His voice was dead.

"I'm okay," I said quickly and hoped it was true.

"I'm going to close the wound but I need to stop the bleeding." Carlisle got clean gauze and put pressure on the side of the wound and held tightly. "She was bitten?"

"Ghost," is all Edward replied.

"This is getting too deadly," I said after a moment.

Carlisle nodded. "Either Bella needs to find a way to stop it, or she needs to find a way to control it before it gets..." He glanced at Bella. "Before she ends up..."

There was no need to finish; we knew that this was a very fatal vision. If I hadn't been there then Bella might not be breathing now. She still wasn't in the clear yet. She was suffering from severe blood loss, her heart rate was very rapid and soon her organs would shut down. And this wasn't like what she went through with Henry; she really was losing all this blood, she was really suffering this time.

"Edward..." Carlisle was cautious. "If this doesn't work..."

"It will work." Edward cut him off abruptly.

"You need to consider the possibility that to save her life we may need to...turn her." Carlisle placed more gauze over the wound and reached for another bag of blood. "Her pulse is way too fast; the blood isn't getting in quick enough. Edward will you take my place while I put another needle in?"

Edward and Carlisle switched places and Carlisle got to work again.

However, I was struggling. Bella's scent was itching through me, giving me cravings that I had long suppressed since I was a newborn. There was a knot in my stomach, twisting tighter and tighter as the minutes pressed on.

The sight of the blood was making my throat burn in desire; venom was already pooling in my mouth.

"Go," Edward roared to me, his eyes flashing.

I let go of the IV like it had an electric current running through it and darted out of the room, slamming the door behind me.

I was ashamed at myself. I was normally so good around humans, I was even controlled on the two occasions that Bella's blood was exposed days previously, but all that blood was just too much. I had to go.

I wanted to get out the building, away from the blood entirely since it had dripped all down the corridor, clearly marking where we had been, but I wanted to try and be strong. And truthfully, I was scared to leave.

I hadn't had a vision to let me know if Bella was going to be okay or not. It was frustrating not seeing the outcome of this.

It started to rain heavily just as I reached the end of the hall. I could hear the drops battering the roof above me. At least it would wash away the blood that was left in a trail outside. We would need to clean up the school and fix the door before the janitor came back in the morning though.

I reached the door I had smashed my way through and looked out of the wide windows that had a view of the grassy playing field and the woods beyond the fence.

I paused for a moment and listened to what was happening in the nurse's room. I closed my eyes and sighed sadly. No matter what they did, they couldn't get the bleeding under control which meant that Carlisle couldn't close the gaping wound on Bella's neck.

The donated blood didn't seem to be doing much good either. Bella was fading quickly; everything they attempted was futile.

"She's getting worse," I heard Edward say, exasperated, his voice hindered with grief and pain. "Why won't it stop?"

I opened my eyes slowly and sucked in all my emotions as I opened the school door. But as I touched the handle, something in the glass window flashed in front of my eyes.

I took a step back and stared at the eyes staring back at me in the glass. I gasped and whipped round but the corridor was deserted. I turned back to the window but there was only my refection left watching me with a shocked expression.

That couldn't have been...

"Ryan?" I called out unsure and feeling stupid.

The corridor was still, the only noise coming from the nurse's office.

I shook my head and opened the door, the rain slashing noisily in front of me. I was imagining things. I couldn't see spirits...

There was a huge crash from further down the hall. I turned round quickly, my instincts telling me to be alert. My eyes narrowed as they darted around the deserted hallway.

"Edward?" I called out.

"It wasn't me!" His voice was distant, unconcerned.

I straightened up and went to look for the source of the noise. I couldn't hear another heartbeat in the building and I couldn't see myself confronting anyone.

One of the classroom doors was wide open. I peered in and looked around but it was empty. The tiny chairs were still stacked up on the tables which meant that the room had yet to be cleaned by the janitor.

Everything was in perfect order according to my eyes but just as I was about to leave the door slammed behind me, locking me out.

I pulled on the handle but it was jammed. Even with my strength it wouldn't move.

"Ryan, you are not funny, let me out!" I didn't like being made a fool of by someone I couldn't see. I wasn't even sure it was Ryan, but I was sure it was him that I had seen.

The blinds on the classroom window flickered then closed simultaneously. A shiver ran down me as I watched these things happen seemingly of their own accord. Watching the piano being played on its own was one thing but this was full on ghost haunting stuff.

It was clear Ryan wanted my attention and he had well and truly succeeded.

"Okay, I am listening." I walked into the middle of the room and looked around.

When my eyes turned back to the front of the classroom, there was a message on the computer screen which had sprung to life.

LET HER DIE

It took a lot to really shock me but I was beyond that now; everything I had witnessed in relation to ghosts was shocking because it was new, but this was the last thing in the world I had expected. Why would Ryan want Bella dead?

"I don't understand..." I whispered almost to myself. "Do you mean turn her?" It was the best solution I could think of, because the alternative answer was just not something I wanted to think about.

But as I spoke, the computer screen went black and then the message changed.

THE VISION HASN'T STOPPED!

"The vision hasn't stopped," I repeated. "The vision hasn't stopped," I said once more loudly. "Edward, she has to die for the vision to stop!"

"No way," Edward yelled back without hesitating. "I don't trust what they say!"

It was a valid point but there wasn't time to argue.

"I trust him, Edward, he wouldn't want Bella dead!"

The computer screen changed again just as the lights flickered on and off.

SHE HAS TO DIE IN THE VISION OR SHE WILL DIE FOR GOOD!

I was about to turn and go back to the nurse's office when the screen changed for the final time.

TRUST ME...

"Thank you," I said gratefully, then opened the classroom door with ease and hurried out into the hall.

The classroom had been free of Bella's scent but the hall was still thick with it. I took a deep breath and held it as I glided swiftly back towards the office. I opened the door slowly but stayed put in the doorway.

"Don't tell us to stop, Alice. I can't just let her die," Edward said before I could say anything.

He had seen everything I had but he didn't believe it. I caught Carlisle's eye but he looked torn.

"You have to trust Ryan," I said determinedly. "Bella will die for real otherwise... It's either that or you turn her now."

"No!" Edward roared with ferocity, so much so that I could feel his tone vibrate through me.

"You have to," I said not relenting one bit. "She has to die in the vision before she can be brought back again!"

"But the gypsy said she wouldn't be in danger! She told Bella that it would be okay!"

Carlisle was still holding Bella's wound with gauze, it was still bleeding at a vast rate and there was a whole mass of gauze on the floor, all bloodied. Along with the dirty gauze, there were three more IVs empty from blood transfusions.

Despite that, Bella looked worse than ever. Her heart was not slowing. She was going to die anyway.

"Just stop Edward!" I demanded forcefully. "You are killing her anyway!" I looked at Carlisle, pleading. "You can't save her until the vision ends...and it won't until she dies...until the person dies."

Slowly Carlisle stopped putting pressure on Bella's wound and stood back. It went against everything he worked for and I could tell it pained him to stop giving someone medical treatment. He nodded. "If it doesn't work we can turn her," he said softly to Edward. "Those are the only two options. I can't save her if the wound won't stop bleeding...and it won't stop bleeding because it's out of my hands...this is what happened to the person..."

There was a clap of thunder outside and the light in the room went out. I didn't know if that was Ryan giving us a warning or if the power gave out by itself.

"You have to just leave her Edward, we have no other choice!" I said. I tried to be calm and understanding but time was running out.

"I can't, Alice. I can't just give up!" Edward squeezed the last of the fourth transfusion into Bella. He picked up a fifth bag but I darted into the room and grabbed it off him. He wasn't the only one that cared a lot for Bella.

"No!" I yelled at him. "Leave it alone! She will be okay, trust me!"

Edward hissed at me defensively and bent into a hunting crouch. "I don't want to hurt you, Alice, but so help me God, I will. Get out of the room! Now!"

Edward had never looked so determined in his life but I wasn't going to let him make a decision based on the fact he didn't believe Ryan. I knew he loved Bella, but I did too. Even if he didn't believe Ryan, he should have trusted me.

I stood in front of Bella's lifeless body and pressed a hand on Edward's chest, pushing him away from her. "You either turn her now or you let the vision play out. Your choice!"

Edward growled deeply but he didn't move. "If it doesn't work, Alice, I will..." He left the sentence hanging with an intended threat, and I wondered briefly if he was going to say "kill you".

His body relaxed a little and I stepped aside. I put the donated blood on the table and Carlisle stood by Edward's side.

The tension in the room had been a good distraction but now it had relaxed a fraction, the scent of the blood was getting to me again. I slowly eased back out of the room. Before I left, I turned towards the girl in the bed.

She was very pale underneath the blood that literally covered her body. It was a gruesome sight, and if I were human, I might have been sick. The wound in her neck was larger than it had been, and the blood just seemed to keep on pouring out. I could smell that the blood that was coming out wasn't all her own anymore. I could smell the donated blood, which gave her an odd scent.

Her heart was slowing and her lungs were struggling. Her other organs were probably not working either and I was sure her liver was not far behind.

I walked away from the room and hurried outside, the doors slamming behind me. Outside it was a downpour by then, and I was soaked within seconds, but I didn't care.

I walked aimlessly towards the grass and sat down on top of the picnic table opposite the building.

I inhaled the fresh new scents around me and let myself forget about all that blood. My thirst had subdued somewhat and I was quite pleased that I had managed to control it fairly well. Vampires are distracted easily but I never thought one could be distracted from blood.

I let the water pour over me and I closed my eyes, listening to what was going on inside and looking out for Bella's future.

"How long do I have after her heart stops until I am unable to turn her?" Edward asked softly, his voice burning with pain.

"Seconds," Carlisle replied honestly. "But I can keep her heart going artificially while you bite as many places as possible. That will bind your time."

"I want this life for her so badly...but for me. For her, I want her to be human. What's the right thing to do, Carlisle?" Edward was stricken; I had never heard him sound so scared.

"I can't tell you what to do son, but I believe what Alice says. She will be okay and she will wake up human."

I half smiled. Carlisle was always optimistic. He saw the good in everything.

It turned silent inside. I stood up, wondering if I could handle going back into the office.

I shook the rain off me and stood under the small shelter over the double doors. I had made a clean break with the door, only the locks were broken. Considering my urgency, it was pretty impressive.

I pushed the broken doors open and they swung back as I hurried through the hall. The scent of Bella's blood hit me again but I tried to not breathe at all.

When I reached the doorway of the nurse's office, things looked worse than when I had left. Bella looked terrible but the sight of Edward made me wonder if we were doing the right thing by doing nothing at all.

His eyes were heavy, fear burning in them as he watched over Bella. His face was painstakingly stricken and when he turned to look at me as I appeared in sight, I took a cautious step back.

I had never feared anyone before, especially not Edward, but as he stared at me with a ferocious look in his eye, I could feel the tension towards me roll off him.

Before I could say anything, I was flung off my feet and ended up crashing into the classroom opposite. I flew back on my feet and hissed at Edward but he was standing in the very same spot, looking as startled as I felt.

"That wasn't you?" I asked quickly, just as the door to the office slammed shut, separating me from the others.

Ryan

Alice Cullen glared around the hall looking for the source that flung her off her feet but she would have to look very hard to see me at that moment. I wasn't going to let her nearly lose control again as had happened before; Bella was in enough danger without adding a thirsty vampire to the equation. At least Edward and the doc seemed to have their cravings under control.

Alice tried the door but I used as much energy as I could muster to keep it shut. Alice huffed and folded her arms over her chest.

"Fine, I'll just wait out here then!" She marched away from the door and stomped down the hall.

I glided through the door to the office and stood by the window in the small room. The doctor and Edward seemed to have gotten over the whole Alice flying through the air thing, but the atmosphere was just as intense.

Bella was progressively getting worse, if that was even possible, but Julia had reassured me she would be okay.

However, watching Bella bleed out like that was one of the worse things I had ever witnessed. It didn't seem right. There must have been a different way to stop the vision. I had to find the gypsy before it was too late.

I began walking back through the door again when Edward's breath caught in what sounded like a dog getting run over. I stepped back into the room and glanced automatically at Bella since that was where Edward was looking.

Edward looked broken.

"It's not going to work," he whispered faintly, his eyes filled with hopelessness. "Alice had a vision," he told the doc. "Bella was dead. Gone. Lifeless. But nothing else happened. Her heart didn't re-start..." Then without warning or waiting for his father's input, Edward grabbed another blood bag from the table and hooked it up to the needle in Bella's arm then started pushing it through.

The doc just stood there looking unsure of himself. The look didn't seem right on him and it worried me no end.

It's not going to work; I repeated the words over in my head. I didn't understand. How could it not work? I stood frozen, half in the door, half out, unsure of what to do. Everything inside me felt cold.

I watched as blood was being pumped into Bella only for more to continue to seep out of her wound. If I hadn't known better I would have thought she was dying, too. She looked dead already. I had seen corpses in much better condition than the girl lying lifelessly in front of me while her frantic boyfriend tried to save her life.

Julia had said to let it play out, to convince the vamps that Bella had to die before it would all stop. She said it would be fine just like when Henry made her sick twice before. She said it would all be okay, to trust her.

But it was hard trusting a gypsy ghost when she wasn't there to witness the sheer horror unfold. Having Bella around was like having a friend. I couldn't let her die.

Before I realised it, the lights were flickering on and off again, my anger building up and using energy around the building. I tried to calm down but I had believed that stupid gypsy. Now my only human friend was going to die. How could I have let them do this to her? Why did I agree to send the psychic vamp a message?

I had been so stupid!

Suddenly everything in the office was trembling. My anger was getting out of control and it was being vented through the office like a gust of wind. I could see the vampires were barely paying attention to the rattling furniture, but I tried to close my eyes and calm myself down.

But then a terrible sound came from Edward and everything went deathly silent. Then the door burst open and Alice Cullen walked straight through me.

"Her heart has stopped," Edward said weakly. He looked at his father with pleading eyes. "Stop me if I get drawn in too much..."

The doc nodded and moved the gurney so he was on the opposite side of Bella and started CPR while Edward moved closer to Bella.

He was going to turn her. "No!" I screamed out loud. For a fraction of a second I thought Alice looked straight at me as if she had heard, but then her eyes quickly wandered past me and back to Edward.

"Do it," Alice urged. "Before you run out of time!"

Edward looked at his father for a fraction of a second then bent towards the girl he loved on the bed. "I hope you forgive me," he murmured then kissed the opposite side of her neck from the wound.

Before he could sink his teeth into her though, Edward was thrown into the air with such force that he dented the wall all the way up to the roof, having landed so heavily against it.

"Ryan!" Alice turned around, as if trying to locate me. "She will die otherwise!"

"It wasn't me!" I yelled out loud but it was a waste of energy since she couldn't hear me. I looked towards Bella to see Julia standing by her side, looking down at her with a calm expression.

"You killed her!" I yelled at the spirit. "They say her heart has stopped. She is dead!"

Julia moved out of the way of Edward who had gotten back to his feet again within moments. "Will she still make it, Carlisle?" he asked his father as he bent over the girl again.

"Be quick," the doc advised gravely, still doing CPR.

"Why did you do it? Why did you want her dead?" I demanded answers from the gypsy. "Look at me!"

Julia turned her head from Edward and Bella. Her deep blue eyes were peaceful and calm as she smiled. "She's not dead," she said quietly. "I told you she would live. Watch..."

Edward was frozen over Bella's neck. He had his hand over her heart, his teeth still millimetres from her neck. Alice and the doctor were staring at Edward.

"What are you waiting for?" Alice yelled fiercely. It was clear she too loved Bella. She didn't want her to die anymore than Edward and I did.

Edward didn't move. He didn't bite Bella; he just stood over her, frozen, as if waiting for something to happen. Could vampires go into shock? It was the worst time to do so if possible. I didn't want their life for Bella but if it meant keeping her somewhat alive then I was all for it.

I glared at Julia who had gone back to staring at Bella and Edward calmly. Her being so content annoyed me. I hated the fact she knew things but wouldn't share them.

"What are you doing to him?" I asked accusingly. Edward wasn't my best buddy and I cared very little for him but I could now see that Julia was doing something to him. I knew she had been a gypsy in her former life and I knew she had power even in death but did she have power over the vampire?

"I am only making him realise he has to wait," Julia murmured softly.

"Edward, son, you are running out of time," Carlisle said urgently as he tried to keep the blood pumping to Bella's heart artificially. "Her heart has already stopped..." His words faltered.

The vamp doc blinked in astonishment while Alice relaxed. Edward stood up slowly and carefully, his eyes on Bella. There wasn't a single sound in the room for a whole minute. Nobody moved; it was like I had walked into a museum in the middle of the night. The vamps were stiller than statues in mid pose; Edward with his hand still on Bella, Carlisle his hand over her chest, Alice staring at the scene in shock. It was eerie.

"Three minutes," Edward murmured breaking the silence. He closed his eyes and let out a long breath. "Three minutes," he repeated, his voice not sounding like him.

"Remarkable," the doctor uttered.

"She's alive?" I asked softly, not daring to believe it. "Her heart beats?"

Julia turned to me, her eyes smiling now. "She was never truly dead. The vision has finished." The gypsy inclined her head and then she was gone.

A/N: No cliff-hangers this time! I had a few issues with that chapter, very frustrating but I got there in the end and I was happy with the outcome!

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