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Chapter Eighteen-Miracle

BPOV

Edward pulled back and put his arm around my waist, tightly.

"Let's get out of here Bella."

I thought it would be so easy, getting out of there. Fuck I was wrong.

Edward lifted me bridal style, I clung to his chest, and my eyes squeezed shut and inhaled the scent I had been dreaming about for so long. My mind didn't do it justice.

Now the fear of losing Edward was gone, I was reminded of the Volturi and the dreaded terror was returning.

He walked down the corridor at human pace his black eyes smoldering into mine.

"You ok?"

I nodded.

"Your really sorta pretty," I said absent-mindedly, tracing his jaw with my finger.

He snorted and chuckled.

"A little tired are we sweetheart?" His silky voice breathed.

I smiled angelically, not denying it.

"Sleep," he ordered softly.

But I didn't want to close my eyes. I didn't want to take my gaze of his beautiful face for one single second.

He smiled smugly again.

Did I say that out loud?

How incoherent was I?

My fingers reached the dark purple bruises under his eyes, and gently I ran my fingers over them.

"Your hungry," I murmured.

"It's bearable."

I tried to sit up, preparing to jump off his arms, trying not to make this harder for him than necessary.

His vice like grip didn't let me move an millimeter.

"Bella, what are you doing," he breathed.

"I don't want you to feel uncomfortable," I said, blushing. Then cursing myself for blushing.

"Don't be ridiculous. I've never felt so in control."

I sighed contently and lay my head back into his chest, clutching his sweatshirt. The questions, I am sure, would soon come pouring out of my mouth, however, not yet. I was still in disbelief.

Edward stopped abruptly, a growl escaping murderously.

I panicked.

"What's going on?" I hissed, the fear returning in the pit of my stomach. Not for me. For him. He wasn't supposed to be with me.

"Aro. He wants to speak to me," he hissed. My stomach plummeted.

"Don't worry Edward, he won't hurt you, I won't let him," I said fiercely.

He smiled at me sadly.

"My angel. It's not me I'm scared for. Even if it was, how exactly would you protect me?" he whispered softly, holding me even tighter to his chest.

"I'd give him the only one thing he wants."

The words escaped me before I could restrain them. And I wish I hadn't said with all my heart, because although it was true, it wasn't worth seeing the agony on my God's face.

"Isabella Swan. You will not give him your mortality."

"Edward, if it was enough for him not to lay a single finger on you, I would give him a lot more."

He'd had enough. Without even looking at me, he swiftly placed me down on the floor and began to walk away. I panicked again.

"Where are you going?"

He stopped but didn't turn.

"To talk to Aro. Stay here, you're not going anywhere near him." He said briefly, without emotion, and then carried on walking.

My breathing was coming out in gasps.

"Edward don't leave me," I pleaded, tears of desperation pricking the corners of my eyes. I couldn't be separated from him. Ever. Again.

He stopped again.

"Don't. I can't breath without you Edward, please."

A millisecond later he was back crushing me into his chest.

"Fuck Bella. It's the same for me. Exactly."

"Then why leave me?" I said, almost choking through my tears. He pulled me away from his chest to look at me.

"Bella, please. You're saying that you would do anything to protect me. I can't let you do that. I need to go and talk to him on my own."

I grabbed his hand then laced our fingers together defiantly.

"No. No you won't."

He sighed defeated.

"You know I'm going to have to be one of you eventually. It's the only way."

He closed his eyes in anguish and tightened the grip on my hand.

"I know. I know. But I can't say to myself that I didn't fight, because Bella, the truth is, I am going to fight. Even though I can't stop you becoming a vampire, I can try."

"I don't just want to be one for immortality, or power or strength. I don't even want it for you. Because I already have you. I want it, because if I stay human and eventually die, there's nothing stopping you from destroying yourself. I want to be like you, to save you."

He cold black eyes, melted and burned at the same time.

"I'm still going to try, I'm still going to try and prolong your doom." He murmured.

I nodded. I understood he had to at least try and dissuade me from my chosen fate.

We started walking again, my pulse pounding in my ears. Where his hand was burned and fizzled, the incredible electricity scorching us. I know he felt it too. I knew this was right.

We approached a huge oak door, with a knocker of pure gold.

I pushed against it, the result was me with a sore shoulder.

Edward smirked and stood back, grinning, though the smile didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Allow me."

And with one gentle push of his hand, it swung open silently.

The room was huge and circular, with high windows and polished rock floors. The light was flooding through, illuminating and sparkling everyone. Everyone except me.

Alice, Emmett and Jasper were standing in the middle, uneasy, but outwardly cool. Carlisle seemed to be in deep conversation with Aro. Cauis and another male vampire, just as old and paper like, sat on the throne beside him.

"Marcus…" Edward murmured in my ear. I shivered at his cool delicious breath.

Marcus's dead red eyes were staring at me in shock and wonder. I cringed into Edward, my heartbeat audible to everyone including me.

Everyone turned around to stare at our entwined hands, and Edward's triumphant, angelic smile. Despite the situation, he was ecstatic.

Emmett and Jasper were grinning, Alice on the other hand was obviously trying to restrain herself from crying out with bloody joy. You would have thought that she would have seen this coming.

Then I looked at Aro and Calisle.

Aro's eyebrows were raised, but I detected a glint of victory.

The whole room fell silent, Edward pulled me closer to him an nodded towards Carlisle. He was probably responding to something he had heard in his mind.

"Ahhh, marvelous!" Aro said, stretching his arms grandly.

Aro opened his mouth to say something else, but Marcus beat him to it.

"Brother."

They exchanged a look of pure awe. Aro once against turned to us, in astonishment.

"It seems your hunch was correct. Isabella here is indeed…your soul mate."

My breath caught in my throat. I always knew. Yet, hearing it out loud for real…

Edward growled next to me slightly. I gently rubbed my thumb against his hand, calming down whatever was agitating him.

"What now Aro?" Edward spat.

I thought this would anger Aro, instead he looked amused. Carlisle shot his son a warning glance.

"I think it's all too clear what is to happen now. You can't live without her, and as I am not willing for you to kill yourself just yet, the only option is to change her. Believe me if I have to, I will do it myself, Mr Cullen, let's get that clear," he finished pleasantly.

Edward began to shake, a snarl erupted.

"Edward," Carlisle said quietly, " I see no other choice, you decided you wanted her, and this is the only way. And in all honesty, as long as she is ok with it, there should be no problem."

I didn't even have to look at my love to determine what he was feeling. He was afraid. He was furious. He was betrayed.

"I want…I want this," I said, looking directly at Aro, my palms beginning to sweat.

Aro was triumphant.

"I see no reason to delay."

That was when it happened. Edward's hand was ripped from mine, as fast as lightening, he prepared to spring upon Aro. Out of no where, five vampires caught Edward mid-fly and bought him smashing down to the ground, holding back every part of him they could reach.

Nobody's eyes flickered. No one even blinked. They knew something like this would happen, it hadn't gone unanticipated.

"Patience, my boy. Calm." Aro sang. The bastard was thoroughly enjoying himself, there was not one ounce of doubt about that.

Edward was fighting the restraint.

"YOU CAN'T. NOT NOW. NOT HERE. NOT UNTIL I SAY SO," he hissed menacingly. He managed to throw one of them off, but they quickly grabbed him again. I stood there, shocked, frozen, petrified.

"I believe, it is her choice."

All their eyes snapped back at me then. I couldn't move, I couldn't breath. I felt Jasper's wave of calm come over me. That helped. A little.

"I…I…"

My voice got stuck in my throat. I looked at Edward. My Angel. My God. My Everything. His beautiful expression was tortured and pleading.

"Please Bella. Please. Not now. Some time."

I shook my head sadly, my chest burning at the thought of hurting him.

"What if you don't keep to your promise," I whispered, " At least if it happens now, it will be definite, there will be no going back."

"Anything Isabella. I'll give you anything. Please, just wait," he begged, his eyes seeking out mine, softness present in them, which I had never seen before.

I forgot about the fifteen or so odd vampires in the room.

"All I want Edward, is you forever. And this is the only way to get it." I looked at Aro, fear seizing me, and nodded.

He looked exhilarant at the thought of biting me. Weirdo vampire.

"NO!" Edward roared, "NO, NO, NO. WAIT A MINUTE ARO."

Then he looked again at me, the deepest of desperation on his face.

"I'll do it."

I blinked.

"I'll change you."

"What?"

"You heard me. I want to be the one to do it. You're mine Isabella. Mine." He emphasized, glaring at Aro.

And suddenly. That is what I wanted. To be changed by Edward, and Edward alone. To have his venom coursing through me. To have my blood in his body. I wanted it more than anything.

"Yes," I whispered, my eyes burning in defiance.

Edward relaxed against the grip of the vampires.

"But you wait."

There was a fucking catch?

"No." I shot back.

"Fine, let Aro do it," he said, dismissively.

"No!" I hissed.

A smirk played at his lips, he knew now I knew what I wanted, I'd do anything to get it.

"How long?" I asked.

"Till your twenty-five."

"If you're a teenager, so am i."

"Nineteen."

"Too long."

"Eighteen."

"Still too long."

His jaw tightened.

"Seventeen?"

I considered it and nodded.

"Seventeen."

At once the guards released Edward and in that split second he was right next to me, holding my hand.

Aro looked positively put out.

But there was nothing he could do about it.

"How do we know that you Cullen's will keep your word?" He asked skeptically.

Alice stepped forward.

"I think I can shed some light on that."

She bounced forward and held out her hand for Aro. He clasped it and closed his eyes in focus.

Then they snapped open, he looked awestruck.

"And you are sure this is going to happen?"

"It's definite. And if not, I'll bring her straight to you. You can do it yourself."

Aro nodded, mesmerized.

"Intriguing…"

Then as if by magic, he snapped out of his little daydream.

"You are free to go, my friends. Keep in mind, we will be there, the instant Bella turns seventeen. To wish her well…"

It sounded like a threat to me.

"Thank you," I said quietly.

Aro gave Carlisle a grave look and hugged him.

"Farewell my brother."

I was in his arms then, being fled out the door, down the stairs, out the foyer and into the cool New York morning; the rest of the Cullen's behind us.

He was looking at me, curiously, it was true yet there was hurt written all over his face.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled.

He growled, his lips parting to reveal his dagger sharp teeth,

"You should be, Bella."

In an instant I was on the ground, Edward turned away from me, still holding my hand, but refusing to look at me.

"Edward, I really am, I-"

He cut me off.

"Emmett, you want to take a break? I'll drive the plane." I stared at him, my mouth dropped open, the tears pricking at my eyes in hurt.

Emmett shrugged non-chalantly.

"Sure Bro, whatever."

Alice prodded her brother.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I thought they'd be a fight," he grumbled, like a spoilt child.

I laughed, stopping catching Edward looking at me, his eyes filled to the brim with pain.

"Em, stop being such a dick. You should be thankful. That was the bloody easiest encounter I ever had with the Volturi." Jasper said.

"Yeah, it was a fucking miracle," he muttered.

Alice rolled her eyes.

"Emmett you just kill everything. And I wanted to say earlier. That top doesn't match those trousers."

Carlisle, Emmett and Jasper groaned simultaneously.

My eyes never left Edward, his face avoiding looking anywhere but me.

I hurt him in there, he felt betrayed by me.

Fuck I know how to screw things up.

But then a huge smile spread across my face. Emmett was right. In a way. I was with Edward. My angel was standing in front of me, he was with me.

Miracle Indeed.

The next few chapters are just going to be Bella and Edward moments, trying to build up their relationship again, hope that's ok :D

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