A/N I'm sorry that I haven't gotten a chapter up in a while. Thanks for the reminders! (I honestly need those. If I don't update a chapter for a while, feel free to pm me.) The chapter is really short, but I kind of changed patterns... I didn't want to see Edward. I don't know exactly what I want to do next, but now that I just said that, I think I might have an idea in my head. Ooo, it might even involve Edward coming back. So again, sorry for the super late chapter, and hopefully the next one will be longer. And if you notice, screws up the way you format stuff.

"Bella." Carlisle's voice echoed throughout the hollowness of my mind.

"Bella, please wake up." His voice was almost pleading- desperate. What did I do now? I scoffed at myself and then it hit me.

Carlisle?

No, Carlisle was back in Forks. I was in Alaska under the grip of that filth of a man who called himself a vampire. But I could hear Carlisle talking to me...

I slowly opened my eyes to see a concerned looking blond haired vampire standing over me.

"Oh."

Tears started welling up in my eyes. Carlisle's eyes widened in surprise, "Does it hurt?" I shook my head, confused by what he meant by 'hurt'.

"I didn't expect you here. How... how did you find me?" He sighed and brushed a strand of my hair aside. "It wasn't hard. I knew you'd be in Alaska, so I asked around. It wasn't long before I came across that scumbag," Carlisle's face twisted in disgust. "I took care of him though. It was one of the few times I let any anger out towards another being."

I looked down at the ground and noticed for the first time that my leg was bandaged up. "What happened to my leg?" Carlisle took it gently in his hands and traced over the bandage line with a finger. "Mr. Scumbag decided he wanted to have a little fun since you were rendered 'useless' to him. He cut you with his nail and was licking your blood." Carlisle's eyes turned pitch black at the thought, and I shuddered.

"Carlisle, look. I'm sorry about earlier," I mumbled. "I didn't know what I was doing." Carlisle tilted my chin up to look into his eyes. "I understand, Bella. You love him."

"I love you more." He smiled slightly and dropped his hand from my chin. "I know."

He swiftly but gently pulled me up into his arms. "He's not coming back, Bella. And you're not going to be able to find him; he's not here."

"You don't know that." I started to fight with him but he shushed me with his finger.

"If you truly love him, sweetheart, then you need to let him go." I buried my head into his neck and breathed hard, trying to choke back the tears. "I don't want to let him go." Carlisle's smooth hands slid into my hair, comforting me.

"He'll always be with you. I promise." He kissed me softly on the head and started running.

We were going back home.

That night, we didn't say anything at all to each other. Carlisle kept me wrapped up in bed next to him, and let me curl into his side. Whatever problems lay ahead, Carlisle would always be there at the end of the day for me. Always.

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you