The Volturi had left. I hadn't been able to hear the conversation from across the field, but it must have been alright. By alright I mean, no one is dead

Not yet…My mind thought, and a sob came out of me.

"It's okay Bella. We will be home in no time. But…" Carlisle paused, looking at Alice.

"What?" I mumbled, my voice thick.

Alice sighed, then nodded at Carlisle.

"Bella, you are going to need to go home," Alice spoke slowly.

A pain went through my body so intense I had to claw my hands into the dirt to keep steady. I. Was. Not. Leaving. Edward.

Didn't he need me? I always needed him! My mind strayed to the fact about him thinking I didn't choose him. He was so alone right now it hurt to think about it.

"No," I cried, nearly a yell. I leaned over Edward protectively and I heard Emmett snicker.

"No," I whispered. Holding onto Edward. Never letting go. Ever.

"Bella, you need to go to Charlie. You need to make up some lie, then you can come back. I promise. Just go home for ten minutes. Pack some clothes. Make it believable."

More sobs came out of me. I needed to go to Charlie. I knew this. I had to protect my family.

Alice seemed to understand I couldn't do it alone and volunteered to come with me. I thanked her and asked her for the story while I kissed Edwards cheeks and lips. I took his hand tightly in my own.

"Let's see…," She thought about it. "Car accident seems okay. So Edward was hit by a drunk driver. Fortunately he is still alive. He broke some ribs, dislocated a hip, cracked his skull and most bones are busied."

I cried just thinking about the pain he was in. His pain was my pain. And it hurt.

Alice helped me to my feet and whispered, "ten minutes. I know it's scary, I am scared too, and I know you can do this,"

I saw Carlisle pick Edward up. He frowned at his son in his arms. Carlisle must hate this too. Not knowing what's happening.

Alice threw me on her back before I could say good bye to him.

"No!, "I screamed as I was jerked through the air. I gasped and cried.

We got to my house in less than a minute. Alice had two shopping bags in her hand because we were supposed to have been shopping. I really didn't look like I had been having fun. I opened the door and when Charlie took in my appearance he gasped and leaped over to me.

My mind didn't stray from Edward. What was he thinking right now? That I didn't want him? What if he woke up and I wasn't there? What would he think then? Did Jacob honestly distract Edward like that? On purpose?

"Bella, oh god!" Charlie whispered, pulling me to him, "What happened?"

I couldn't speak; silent tears escaped my eyes again. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alice put on a grimace.

"It's Edward," She said glumly, " He… got into a…. car wreck,"

Alice sniffed slightly as I took in Charlie's shocked expression. "Is he alright?" He gasped

I shrugged., "Broken ribs, hip, cracked his skull open. Dad…" I moaned, trying to remember what Alice had told me.

Edward. Edward Edward Edward. My mind mocked me.

"I have to go see h-h-him n-now," I mumbled.

Charlie just nodded and let me go upstairs. I thought he was going o put up more of a fight, but he let me go, almost as if he felt sorry for Edward.

I heard Alice and him still talking about it and every word sent a dagger through me.

Edward was all alone. I needed to be near my poor fiancé. At that thought I was on my hands and knees digging through my bedside table drawers. I found Elizabeth's ring and slid it on my finger, sighing as I felt the comfort of it.

I quickly threw some things into a bag. I ran down the stairs and out the door. I heard Charlie's yell of goodbye but I didn't respond. I needed to see him. Edward.

" Is he awake?" I asked.

Alice shook her head, "Still asleep. I can't see when he wakes up,"

A whimper escaped my throat and I started to cry again. The rings effect wearing off.

"Oh no," I cried, "Why him? Why couldn't it have been me who got hurt?"

Alice took that the wrong way. I knew Edward would be suffering worse if I was the one who was injured as bad as he is.

"You know why," she whispered. And I did.

We arrived at the house shortly and I quickly ran up the stairs. I tripped once and Alice had to catch me.

I opened the door to Edwards's room and tears had already sprung into my eyes. He lay on the huge golden bed. Carlisle sat beside him, doing something to his injuries. I walked over slowly and sat down on the opposite side as Carlisle.

I took his hand in mine and played with his fingers. Please wake up soon, I thought at him desperately, I need to tell you about…the kiss. It didn't mean anything, I promise. Just wake up!

I sat by him for minutes, hours, days it felt like. After a while, Carlisle had left, and said he would be listening carefully. I hadn't responded to him. I didn't respond when Esme offered me a snack or dinner either. Alice hadn't come to check on me, which was strange.

Then something happened. I was holding Edwards hand. Weaving my fingers in and out of his, when his hand clenched painfully hard around the tips of my three middle fingers. I gasped in pain and suddenly the room was filled with vampires.

Edwards hand clung tightly to mine. I stroked it softy. Not caring about the pain of my three probably broken fingers.

"Bella!" Carlisle said, "What happened? Tell us,"

I sniffed as tears poured down my cheeks. I asked myself why I was so emotional. It was because the love of my life was almost torn to shreds right in front of my eyes! The pain in my hand was starting to catch up with me.

" His Hand," My shaky voice said.

"Oh!" He exclaimed. He quickly peeled off Edwards strong fingers and I clutched my swollen fingers to my chest.

"Let me see," Carlisle murmured, sitting next to me. I wanted him to tend to Edward first. What if he was waking up?

I held up my hand wearily. He examined it softly and confirmed that they were broken. I cried harder, but not from the pain.

I whispered softly, just in case Edward could hear, "Don't tell him. Please. He has enough to worry about. Tell him I tripped,"

I begged Carlisle, but he easily agreed , on one condition.

"I hate conditions," I muttered as he led me out of the room and in to his study. My mind anxiously crept back to Edward. The pain he will be in.

The condition was that I let him wrap it up. This probably wasn't the best time to tell him about the brace snapping, and my knuckle re-braking. But of course, Carlisle saw it himself, and wrapped up mu entire wrist and hand. He threatened to cast it if I wasn't careful.

I thanked him and I was about to leave the room when I heard the scream.