It was 10 after 9. I paced the floor slightly waiting for him to return home. Scents of lilacs and daises filled the room. I took a deep breath.

"Chill out Bella. Edward will be home any second. Don't be such a fanatic." Emmett spoke. His body stretched out long upon the couch. Alice's torso was bulging. She was at least 9 months pregnant. Her husband, jasper, was holding her body with one arm. Carlisle and Esme were sitting at the kitchen table still eating supper. Carlisle got home late because of the snowy roads. The sky lit up white and the ground was covered in cotton like material. Edward had never been so late. He is usually home around 6 or 7. I know I worry for nothing but I can't help it. Many things had happened in my life and I cannot not afford to goof around.

"Bella, you are being worried sick for nothing." Carlisle mumbled still with food in his mouth. He looked up from his plate to me. His golden eyes flashed in the light. The Cullen family always had gold eyes. I always wondered why. Runs in the family I guess but it must be rare. I have never seen anything like their eyes. Esme patted her mouth with a napkin and stood up. She walked towards me. Her arm shuffling towards me and back to the couch. I walked towards her.

"Sit sweetheart." She encouraged. I followed her hands and sat down next to Rosalie. She moved closer to Emmett, making more room for me. Alice was on my other side. She had her hand on her stomach. Jasper looked down at her. His bright blue eyes peered at her hand. He put his arm around her, pulling her closer and kissed her head. She smiled not looking up from the TV. Esme walked back towards the table.

"Done?" She asked picking up the plate.
"Yes dear. Very good." He agreed. His mouth stretched wide and his teeth glissaded. Esme placed the dishes in the sink. She stretched her hand out to the faucet and sounds of running water bounced across the walls. Emmett moaned.

"Turn that racket off!" He yelled through the water. "Trying to watch a movie here!"

"If I stop you'll have to do them." She called back smiling over her shoulder.

"Ughh…on second thought, keep going!" Emmett said. Emmett was never the man for washing dishes or being somewhat mature for that matter. Alice let out a long sigh and turned her head towards Emmett. He shrugged and turned back to the TV. Carlisle took out a book from the shelf and walked up the stairs. He groaned at in half way up but his feet kept moving. I looked at the TV. Lots of blow up stuff. Violence covered the screen along with sounds of loud blasts. I almost covered my ears. The sound was starting to give me a head ache. I thought I heard a knock on the door, but I listened for another moment and there was not a sound. I turned my focus on the running water in the sink. It helped my nerves. I heard drops of water outside also. Rain was coming down. Better than snow. Traffic would go faster. I leaned my head against the back of the couch. My eyes shut. I still could see light through my eye lids. I sighed. Then all the blasting stopped.

"Bella?" A pixie voice whispered. "Bella, are you sleepy? Do you want Jasper to take you back home?" I opened my eyes in a hurry and lifted my head.

"No." I protested. "I was trying to get away from the blasts and booms."

Alice smiled. "alright." She shifted back into Jasper's arm. It was quiet at last. I heard another faint knock on the door. The running water shut off.

"I'll get it" Esme called throwing the hand towel from her hand onto the counter.

"No, I'll get it. You sit down, Esme." I stood up. Esme shrugged and slid onto the couch next to Emmett, fixing his hair. I reached to the doorknob. The floorboards underneath me flexed making a creaking noise at the same time. I turned the knob slightly, letting the cool air in. I covered my arm with my other one. I peaked onto the porch. The yellow light lit it up quickly. I gasped at what I saw next. Edward was kneeling down, almost reaching to the door.

"Bella, help me please." He begged. I almost about jumped off the one step hat connected t the porch, tripping as I did. Luckily, the railing was there to catch me. I grabbed his body all ice cold and stood him up. Trying to balance his weight on my shoulders. His warm breath was panting, hard, and sharp. He gasped as we stepped on the one stair connecting to the door.

"Edward. Edward are you ok! What's wrong?" I asked franticly.

"Can't. Breath." He gasped through think breaths. I looked inside the house. Loud noises came from the TV once again. Esme looked up at me and Edward.

"Oh my heavens! What in the world?" She gasped loudly. Her body slid from the couch and all eyes were on us. Edward collapsed onto his knees once again, coughing. I tried to hold his chest up, so he could breathe easier. Esme's hands came into view.

"Carlisle!" She shouted. The TV went off and the house filled with sounds of gasping and shouts. Emmett ran towards the stairs, lifting his head back as he did.

"Carlisle, Get down here!" He yelled. Carlisle's young body appeared. "What?" He asked peaking his head around the wall.

"Edward? Sweetie?" Esme called quietly. "Can you hear me, dear?" Esme lifted Edward's chin slightly. Edward nodded weakly, still coughing slightly. His gasping breath was warming. Esme put her hand on his forehead.

"No wonder why you can't breathe. Your burning up!" Esme about shouted. Carlisle ran up to us. Carlisle looked very young, but he was really about 50 or so. I turned franticly to see Alice at Jasper's side and Emmett holding onto Rosalie tightly. Jasper's arm moved up and down Alice's quickly. Edward gasped thickly as Carlisle reached down to us. His eyes flickered to us.

"Ly him down!" He instructed. Edward shifted to lie down. Esme and I assisted him, putting his already cold body onto the stone flooring. Carlisle's hands ripped open Edward's shirt. I never knew he was that strong. "Get my bag." He looked up at Emmett. Emmett ran into the room which held his bag incase anything, like this, ever happened. Edward lay on the ground. His body shivering. "Get a blanket." Carlisle called to no one in particular. I got up and stepped around everyone. I ran over to the couch where the brown fur blanket was. I lifted it and almost about through it towards them. I looked over to Edward.

"Bella." He shivered. He wasn't coughing anymore. His watering amber eyes looked to me franticly, almost little kid like. Carlisle moved his hand from me to Edward and back again. I got the drift. He wanted me to come to him. Emmett raced back with a brown leather bag in his hand. He shot it to Carlisle. Carlisle took out a stethoscope while I slid closer. I went behind his head and put it in-between my two hands. His teeth chattered and gasped still. Not as bad as before though. The gasping managed to slow after we laid him down. Carlisle pressed the shinning steel to Edward's heart. He shivered more and stared into my eyes. They pleaded for help, for me to save him. Almost like a homeless puppy wanting food. I wanted to help him so badly, I would give my life for him. This was almost to unbearable. Just to be with him was a struggle to me. To keep him loving me and nobody else. All I wanted was for us to have our happily ever after and I wasn't going to let this winter take my hopes and dreams for the future…