***I don't own anything, these are all Stephanie's characters, I'm just playing with them. ***
"Marie, when will the doctor be returning?" Asked the familiar women.
The women was Elizabeth Masen, she was beautiful, even as ill as she was, she was gorgeous. She, like Edward, had eyes like emeralds and that same beautiful bronze hair.
"Soon Mrs. Masen, is there anything you need?" I asked her.
"No, I just need to speak with him." She replied.
"As soon as he returns I will send him to you." I assured her.
The women was so ill, so fragile, by the looks of her she was racked with grief. She slowly made her way back to a cot in the far corner of the infirmary and placed her head in her hands.
"Stay strong my darling, stay with me my Edward." She cried.
The sadness in her voice brought tears to my eyes, as I watched from the doorway. I was over come with despair, like I was losing someone dear to me. I felt helpless, weak and I longed to be stronger, to do more.
I put my head down and looked at the floor and let the tears fill my eyes.
"Bella, Bella!" shouted a velvet voice.
I shot straight up from my bed, Edward's arms holding me tight.
"It was only a dream love, it's okay I'm here, you're safe." Edward said.
"It was so real Edward, every emotion, every smell. It felt so real!" I confessed.
I had been having dreams like this every night for weeks, I didn't know how much more I could take.
I wasn't sleeping well and every night the dreams became more real, more familiar. I felt like I was losing my sense of reality, maybe I was going crazy.
"Bella talk to me, your shaking, what happened in your dream?" Edward pleaded.
"It's nothing Edward just hold me please." I begged.
"Okay, whatever you need, I'm here." he said, rubbing circles on my back.
I hated feeling this way, I was falling apart and crying all the time. I was so exhausted, I couldn't think straight and these dreams were consuming me in every-way.
The dreams were always different but always the same. They always involved me and Edward and I always saw them from, what I assumed, to be my point of view.
The dreams were like a story each from a different place and time frame. I would live out a different chapter in these stories every time I slept and when one story of Edward and I was concluded another would begin.
I started keeping a journal after the first set of dreams, they just seemed to important to let fade into my memory, but unlike most dreams I've ever had, these dreams I was experiencing never faded from my memory.
The dreams were with me constantly, the feelings I felt in the dreams, the smells, the way things felt and tasted, I could remember everything with perfect clarity.
"Love take your human moment and get ready, i'll go make you breakfast and then we'll go to my house today and you can relax." Edward said bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Thank you" I said simply.
With that I got up and went to the bathroom, I started the shower and went to brush my teeth.
When I looked in the mirror I almost cringed at the sight, my eyes were bloodshot and the circles under my eyes had gotten darker, my lips were pail and my hair was a knotted mess.
I sighed and tried to do something about the mess I had become. After doing all that I could to make myself presentable, I made my way down stairs to eat.
I wasn't hungry, I hadn't been eating well the past few days and Edward was growing more and more concerned with each passing day, so I did my best to put him at ease.
"Enjoy." he said as he place a huge plate of food on the table in front of me.
"Edward, I can't eat all of this." I admitted, he had made enough food to feed me for an entire day at one sitting.
"I wasn't sure what you wanted" he said and took a seat next to me.
I ate as much as I could before feeling to sick and followed him to the door. Once in his car I relaxed, the car was so thick with his scent that I couldn't help but to be more at ease.
We drove in silence except for Edward humming my lullaby and in moments like these my dreams would take control of my thoughts.
I was thinking about my most recent set of dreams, they were obviously of Edward's time in the hospital before he was changed by Carlisle.
Edward had told me about his experience there and about the burning afterwards but my dreams were making this experience to real for me.
The emotions that the dreams brought out of me was taking its toll as well and I could only pray that in time the dreams would stop and I could get back to normal.
"Bella, you in there?" Edward said, bringing me out of my thoughts for the second time today.
"Yes, I'm sorry, just daydreaming." I told him.
We got out of the car and made our way into the house, Esme and Carlisle were sitting at the dining room table looking through some magazines and the rest of the family was in the family room.
Jasper was sitting on the couch with Emmette playing a video game while Alice and Rose sat at their feet looking through what could only be the latest fashion magazines.
I knew this meant a shopping trip was in the works and I shuttered a little and looked up at Edward pleadingly.
He just smiled that crocked smile of his at me and kissed the top of my head. By the time I looked back in front of me Alice was right there hugging me a little to tightly.
"Bella, it's about time you came over, I've missed you." She screeched.
"I've missed you too..human can't breath!" I gasped.
"Oh, sorry." she said and backed up to look me over.
"I know I look like crap." I admitted
"You look tired." Alice said and shot Edward a very quick side-wards glance.
Obviously Edward had told her I was having trouble sleeping, but I was to tired to make a fuse about my condition or Edward's over reaction to my sleeping habits.
"A little but I'm good." I told her and made my way over to the other couch with Edward.
After saying hello to everyone and catching up with them on the events of the past couple weeks we all decided to watch a movie.
Edward wrapped a blanket around me and before the opening credits were finished I drifted off to sleep.
I was standing inside that same infirmary again, I could smell the sickness in the air and the death, it was all around.
I was folding sheets three cots down from Edward, this is the farthest from him I would allow myself if at all possible. As I started on my next batch of sheet I saw him walk into view.
It was Carlisle, he looked then as he always had, flawless, gorgeous but pained. He looked as though he was conflicted, suffering from the same helpless feelings as I was.
"Doctor, Mrs. Masen has been asking for you, she needs to speak with you immediately." I told him and watched as his face took on a new pained expression.
"Thank you Marie." He said and made his way over to where Elizabeth and Edward's cots were laid out.
I continued folding the sheets and could faintly hear the conversation passing between Carlisle and Elizabeth.
"Save him!" She commanded.
"I'll do everything in my power." He promised.
"You must" she insisted.
"You must do everything in your power, what others cannot do, that is what you must do for my Edward." She explained.
She stopped speaking after that and so did Carlisle, I knew what had happened then and although I couldn't see them from where I was standing I knew that Elizabeth had lost the fight and that the fever had taken her, she had slipped into unconsciousness.
I closed my eyes tightly, she should have had more time, she needed more time, he needed more time. I was stronger than this, I had to be.
I fisted my hands and placed them at my forehead and willed them to have more time, but I was to late Elizabeth was dead.
"NO!" I screamed
"BELLA, LOOK AT ME!" Carlisle screamed.
I looked up at him but through the tears everything was blurry. I was trembling uncontrollably.
"Elizabeth is out of time, I tried to will her time, but I couldn't I was to late. You were talking to her, I thought she was fine and then she wasn't. Doctor please Edward's next, he is running out of time!" I cried at him
"BELLA LOOK AT ME, WHERE ARE YOU!" He asked
"Doctor? We're in the infirmary." I stated and wiped my eyes, but I could still only see a blurry image of Carlisle.
"Bella, what year is it?" Carlisle asked.
"Doctor, it's 1918, please doctor he is running out of time, we don't have time for these questions!" I pleaded.
"BELLA LOOK AT ME, LOOK AROUND." Carlisle commanded, he almost sounded scared.
I rubbed my eyes once more and looked up, I was in the Cullens home, the dream had ended and I didn't even realize.
"But I....we were just...I was just....a dream" and that was all I could say before the darkness over took me.
**** Well I hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think. I was writing another story (Life after Death) but this idea came to me and I just had to write it. ***