need to think or say any other words to get me to my feet and bring me from the almost catatonic state I was slipping to. Alice was running next to me while Carlisle, Emmett and Jasper were trailing behind. I whipped in and out of the many rows of cars looking for a vehicle that would be fast enough to save the precious life that had consumed me and filled me with a warmth I would never get back if she - gulp - were dead. All the while Alice was shouting orders and directions to all of us.
"Fifty-Eighth Street and Cactus," she was running next to Jasper now. "The Ballet Studio."
Several images floated across her mind to direct me where to go. I winced as the images also showed the death or newly created vampire life that was now Bella's future. A mixture of emotions poured into my mind. Pain. Grief. Agony. Relief? Would I feel relieved if she became a vampire?
"Carlisle, go with Edward," Alice continued to bark orders. "Jasper, Emmett - you're with me."
I could see the inner workings of their minds as they mentally brought maps of the Phoenix area to the forefront trying to map the best possible routes to get to Bella.
I can't wait to get a piece of him. Emmett raced through the cars excitedly.
Another feeling - anger - was pulsing through my body in rapid fluid movements down my veins.
Emotions were filling me as I continued to witness and hear my families reactions to the human girl they once tried to condemn to death. I listened mostly to Jaspers rampant thoughts.
Take a left...wait, no, go straight. He was mentally mapping the area. I have to get to her in time... Edward. He winced at the feelings he could feel emitting off of my body. All the different emotions were heightened as each situation ran through my mind.
Alice. Jasper put a little more force behind each step he took. And Bella... He didn't understand his affection for her, but it was strongly there.
A shiny black car caught my eye as I dashed around a corner. I saw the little letters on the bumper that instantly pulled me to it - SLK55 AMG. Mercedes. I didn't know who I was sending my thanks to, but I said it anyways. "Thank you," I mumbled.
Excellent, Alice had found an almost equally fast vehicle, a STSV Cadillac.
I gripped the door of the Mercedes hard enough that it easily opened, breaking the handle in the process. Alarms went off.
"Open the hood," Carlisle shouted.
I pressed the button for the hood and it flew up. The alarms stopped instantly. "Okay. Let's go." Carlisle yelled while slamming the hood shut. He ran back to the passenger's side door pulling it open and slumping to his seat, slamming the door.
Go.
He didn't need to tell me, I had already put the car in reverse and was flying out of the parking spot - Alice whizzing around the corner behind me. I put the car in first gear, and moved my feet so fast between letting off the clutch and pressing the accelerator that the car darted forward, squealed tires and flew out of the parking garage with an angry attendant screaming at us.
Carlisle was mentally listing all the possible supplies we might need once we arrived at the studio.
"What did Alice see again?"
"A lot of blood," something was obstructing my throat.
"Anything else?"
"Nothing obvious, it was blurry." Bella possibly becoming a vampire, I added mentally.
I shifted into second gear as we turned a corner, the RPM running close to red as I speed towards the I-ten. I pressed the accelerator down harder as I switched into third gear. The engine roared in approval at my speed. It was only point eight miles to the exit I needed to take.
Exit 147. Jasper thought mentally.
Alice was keeping up with me, practically trying to race me down the interstate - we were in a race, a race to get to Bella. I flew past several cars as horns blared and hand gestures came flying out of windows. We both weaved in and out of traffic as I listened to Alice's thoughts to see which moves she would make next, making our driving seem synchronized.
A semi truck made it impossible to pass so Alice and I both moved into the emergency lane. I was finally hitting fifth gear as our exit loomed into view. I pushed the car faster as we turned off the exit.