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Never Let Go (The Fog)


(Previously The Fog) My heart stopped, the world stopped, and then in a rush it flooded back. My mind buzzed with thoughts as I ran as fast as I could, knowing I was too late. I could smell it too now. My nostrils flared and my knees buckled underneath me, an all too human feeling. My breathing coming in frantic sobs, I finally made it. I threw myself at the heat, like a sacrifice on the altar. I roared against the flames against the voice in my head. But the velvet couldn’t be drowned out, “Bella, What if I can’t save you? What if I’m the super-hero and the bad guy?” I screeched in defiance at the flames. My body wouldn’t stand the inferno much longer, but I didn’t leave. Then I saw it, my proof, and I finally allowed the strong cool hands to pull me from the fire. After the wedding and Bella’s change Edward and Isabella are looking forward to their happily-ever-after, forever. But fate doesn’t like to be predictable. Full of never ending questions, intense suspense, and drama The Fog definitely questions the picture-perfectness of Breaking Dawn. "I love it!" "This is a fantastic story..." "intense" "well written..." “I’m waiting for an update on the edge of my chair!”

enjoy. the begining is a little slow but it picks up well, or so i'm told! i would love constructive reviews!

11. Preliminaries and Excecution

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1 hour, 23 minuets to go. Yes, I was nervous. In a literal sense I was sitting on this couch awaiting my death. Counting down the minutes to eternal damnation... now that was morbid, but I was smiling. We had been at Farleigh house for just a couple of hours, having left Forks as soon as Carslisle arrived home off work. Edward and Carslisle were upstairs in my bed room ‘preparing' for the change. I had been helping, but then I was kicked out.

Edward decided I should leave when my face turned pale as snow. I had spotted the chains and cuff links bolted to the wall and sitting next to them on a table were a couple of syringes full of morphine. Carslisle promised that I wouldn't need all of them. That they were just in case, but then the generally sensitive man told me "10 miligrams should desensitize you. 50 would kill you, but that is only without the venom running through the veins. With the venom it will be a whole new ball game. I'm going to give you as much as possible without killing you; it will be a fine line to walk..." He finished, casually. Lovely. It amazed me sometimes how calm he could be in the face of mortal peril.

I sat on the couch trying to occupy my mind with something else. The stairs leading up from the rectangular living room leveled out to a balcony which all of the doors opened up to. Every time I heard a noise my eyes flew to the door, and stay riveted there. My eyes as wide as a deer in the headlights.

New Topic. Just breathe, I thought to myself. Edward refused to tell me who had visited Forks. I wondered if it was part of Tanya's clan in Alaska. Then that just raised more questions. Why wouldn't he tell me, explain everything he clearly understood?

Suddenly I felt altogether calmer, and I looked up to see Jasper standing across the room smiling at me. He walked towards me slowly, grinning mischievously.

"I'll see you on the flip-side, little sister."

I chuckled. "Okay."

"Everything will be fine."

"I know, Alice told me so." I said. My voice that of a trusting, naive child.

Jasper scooped me up and hugged me warmly. When he stepped back I could see everyone behind him, all waiting to say good bye. I mean they were waiting to say see-ya later, of course. Emmett stood the farthest away and so was the last one to hug me. He stood with his arms open and a wide grin on his face, his eyes alight as always.

"Come here, Bells," he said. I laughed, his happiness was infectious. I was attempting to run the couple of feet separating us and then jump into his arms but I ended up stumbling and falling into them.

Emmett chuckled, "And she goes out with a bang, very bella-esque." I wrapped my arms around my brother's neck and squeezed.

"I love you, Bella. We all do. We're going to take care of you. This will be over before you know it, okay?"

I nodded, tears starting to well up in my eyes.

"Atta-girl. Here comes Edward." Emmett patted my back, and set me down gently. I watched as Edward trotted down the steps and over to me, taking my hand.

"Hello, love."

"Hi-ya, stranger."

Edward looked up pointedly at the rest of the family and everyone turned to file out of the room. He hooked his arms around my waist and leaned his head forward, our foreheads touching.

Edward closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Bella I have to ask you a question."

"I'm listening."

One side of his mouth lifted in my favorite lopsided grin. "Would you rather the pain lasted longer, or was more intense, but shorter?"


Edward laughed half-heartedly, "Sounds good to me."

"I want it to take as little time as possible. The sooner I'm back with you the better."

In a flash Edward lifted me, and raced to the bedroom upstairs. He opened the door and set me on the bed, sitting down next to me. No chains yet. Carslisle was sitting in a chair across the room waiting, but I didn't notice him. I was staring at the bed. It was a huge California-king bed, sleigh style. The dark wood contrasted with the bright white, fluffy comforter. It would be stained with blood soon, ruined.

Edward's cool hand landed on my cheek and pulled my face away from the room, locking my eyes with his.

"Are you sure? There's no going back...afterwards." Edward's voice was a little rough.

"For the rest of forever, I love you."

Edward smiled, "I love you too."

His smile was bright, his white teeth glistening. He couldn't guess what I planned, and so he didn't stop me. I lifted my hand to his face and then touched the side of one of Edward's pointed K-9s. We both jerked away instantly. Me with a slice on the tip of my finger and blood sliding down into the crease between my pointer and middle finger. Edward with one hand over his mouth and his chest stone still, not breathing.

"I'm sorry."

"No, it's fine. Are you okay?"

"Yeah." I tried wiping the blood on my shorts but that just smeared it. I pulled the bottom of my blue tee-shirt up and wrapped my finger in it.

"Shall I tell you what is going to happen or will it just scare you?"

"I want to know."

"Okay, come here." Edward sat back down on the bed and pulled me in, between his legs. My back rested against his chest, his head was tucked into my neck. He brushed his lips over my shoulder and then spoke quietly.

"Here," he said, kissing the side of my neck. "Here," he touched the smooth skin on the inner side of my bicep, opposite my elbow. "And here," he marked a spot high on my inner thigh. "The first is your carotid artery, your brachial artery, that's the one in your arm, and then the femoral artery. If I can get to all of them without... losing it," he said gently. "Then it will take less time for the venom to travel through your whole body and the transformation shouldn't take as long.

"The time inbetween well, that, it depends upon the person. Some people go through a coma-like state and then come-to. Some pass out and then awake repeatedly. Those that develop a power early on might have trouble with that. Some hallucinate and some become violent near the end, because of the pain. With the new strength you could hurt yourself, that's what those are for," Edward said, pointing to the chains and cuffs hanging from the wall.

The bridge of Edward's nose ran along the line of my jaw and his arms were wrapped around me, holding my hands in my lap. "I trust you," I said, leaning my head back against his shoulder.

Edward didn't respond, and the room was completely silent. Edward was playing with my hands. Intertwining our fingers and then pulling them apart. Then his rough fingertips drew shapes on the back of my hands and traced the lines in my palm. His eyes closed, Edward rubbed his thumb back and forth over the pulsing vein in my wrist, feeling and listening to the fast-paced pounding of my heart.

I turned in his lap to face him, and leaned up to kiss Edward. The kiss was heart achingly sweet. Stop worrying. I pulled his bottom lip in between mine, biting it lightly. My tongue flicked over his teeth, toying with his. And that was his snapping point. His hands twisted in my hair, and he kissed me thoroughly until my toes curled under.

The kiss broke when I had to come up for air. "That's annoying," I said. Edward just chuckled.

I was getting so tired, had someone drugged me? I layed down and Edward curled up behind me. He propped his head up on his hand and smoothed the hair out of my face. Edward leaned in and kissed the spot just under my ear and then dragged his teeth from there to the tip of my shoulder. I shuddered.

"I'm not scared," I promised him.

"I am."

I looked up into his face and became lost in his eyes. They were as warm as butterscotch today, and they seemed to be swirling slowly. "I love you," I mouthed.

Edward reached down and grabbed my hand and then gripped it tightly. His head tucked into my shoulder his lips moved against the skin of my neck as he whispered, "I am so very scared, Bellalove." I took my last breath and then squeezed his hand. "Forgive me," he murmured. And then I felt a sharp stab in my neck. I choked on the scream bubbling to my lips, so it came out as a half stangled cry. That's when the fire began.