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The universe stopped for Edward as every beautiful thing he knew about was dying with the agonized yells of Bella. He was yelling at Carlisle, and Carlisle was yelling back something at him about the baby. The little monster was killing his wife and splattering her blood on every surface imaginable.

"Carlisle…she can't die!!! We can't let her die!!!" he could hear himself screaming.

"Edward…there's only one option"

Edward had always known the day would come when he'd have to choose between Bella dying and him killing her anyways, but he had no idea the moment would be now or that the timing would be sudden. With a wavering moment of hesitation he knew there was only one way to save Bella, and Carlisle stared on at Edward with an anxious look on his face, as Carlisle began heaving his hands inside of the crimson mess ripping its way through Bella's body.

His fangs were gentle as he sank his teeth into her wrist. The tempting floral smell wafting around his nose as her warm blood sank down his throat. He was the monster he'd always warned her about. The only thing he could think about was sucking every delectable morsel of his prey's warm blood. For a moment he wasn't in Carlisle's study saving his wife from their mistakes. His face wasn't covered in her blood as Carlisle cradled the bloody baby. Edward was what he always had been in nature: a monster.

"She doesn't have much blood left" Edward could hear from a far-off distance. "Edward, son, you've got to stop now"

Edward could feel himself against her body, and he remembered he loved her. The only thing that could rip Edward away from this weak mortal human being was that he loved her more than he loved any star in the dark night sky, and any combination of musical notes being played in any gorgeous melody.

He pulled back from her body wiping his mouth, and staring at his wife. Now they could co-exist on the same exact planet for the rest of their lives. This had always been the plan he remembered. No heaven and no hell for Edward and Bella. They were meant to live together forever occupying the same parts of the earth at the same time with their love for one another. He could hear the venom working on Bella's body, and smiled. The Earth could be a happy place for eternity. Destiny could get one thing right.

The monster leaped out of Carlisle's hands, and Edward watched in slow motion as it sank its teeth straight into Bella's body. It was feasting and lapping up the blood at once. Edward could see Bella's body growing paler and paler with every second. Carlisle attempted to rectify his mistake by pulling the body off of Bella, but it was attached to her. The vile thing's fingernails slashing and digging into the remaining skin Bella had left. Edward pulled to, and the moment the baby let go of Bella. The moment he breathed in the smell of the air around him, Edward knew in the core of his existence one fact.

Carlisle looked at Edward's crestfallen face. The baby cooing in his arms, and resting its hand on Carlisle's arm letting him know how thirsty she had been, but everything was better now. He knew the thing in his arms was not a thing but a legitimate person with a soul and a personality. Carlisle looked at Edward as he fell to his knees, and then he looked at Bella's lifeless body and knew she was dead.

"Son" he said quietly. "Son, I'm so very sorry"

Edward overturned the silver -operating tray next to the bed as all of the instruments made a loud clattering sound onto the wooden floor. He clutched his chest because he could feel his non- existing heart ripping to shreds and dying. This was the one thing he'd feared since he knew he loved Bella. The sobs were loud and hard, but no tears came out. Every physical aspect of Edward was being mocked by the fact he couldn't shed one tear for the only person he had ever loved.

The world didn't make any sense. Everything seemed laughable. Bella wasn't really gone it was impossible. This was just a joke, she'd always had a weird since of humor. At any moment he would hear her little heart start back up, and in a few days he'd joke about how Bella's body had given him a scare.

He stared toward the operating table waiting for her heart to stop. A small smile playing on his lips because she'd always told him that she was tougher than she looked. Right now she was fighting, and Bella just couldn't die quite so easily. Any moment now she'd be alive.

"Just fight Bella, let your heart start that beating sound" he said to her ear. Edward held onto her stiff hand and waited patiently for a moment.

Bella wasn't gone…She just couldn't be.

~.~.~

Carlisle recalled the demented look of his son as he sat in his new study staring at the bookshelf with all of the books from the 19th century. Jasper walked into the study and stared at him for a moment. He sat down in his chair very properly using manners he probably remembered in the civil war era. Jasper, not being a vampire that ever used many words stared at Carlisle for a moment with an almost childlike gaze.

"Yes?"

"So….What're you thinking about?"

A smirk played on Carlisle's lips for a second as he remembered Jasper could sense emotional climates, and was probably concerned about the amount of confusion and concern Carlisle had paired with his thoughts.

"Edward" he sighed.

"Oh…Alice said he was coming back tomorrow"

"I don't know what state I will see him in. I wish Alice could tell me that."

"Its been hard for her…she misses him a ton…I think it makes it hard for her to concentrate."

"Do you remember the last time we saw Edward?"

Jasper scooted back in his chair as he easily recalled the memory of the lost and grief stricken expression Edward's face had when it was laying flowers onto her grave. He could feel every bit of agony in Edward's body and if Jasper wasn't a vampire would have probably felt like he was suffocating. The strangest thing about the memory was the look he had given Nessie right before he left 7 years ago. An unidentifiable look to everyone but Jasper, a look of compassion she was Bella's daughter mixed with hate and blame for Nessie killing her.

"Have you told Nessie her father is coming?"

"I don't know how to tell her. The last thing I want to do is damage her"

~.~.~.~

Nessie could hear Carlisle and Jasper talking in the study as she did her homework in her room just above her grandfather's study. Her room was pale pink and white with an overflowing bookshelf of mystery and thriller novels. A light pink desk from the 1940s was situated just across from her very fluffy queen sized sleigh bed. She had a small piano, which had been her father's next to her window seat, and a slow moving old computer that was her mother's. Nessie had a faster laptop her Aunt Alice had given her laying on her window seat, but she always used her mother's old computer because if there was one thing Nessie loved it was history.

When she heard her grandfather and her uncle talking about her father she was straining her ears to see where Jasper was so she could talk to him about the civil war. In school, she had an assignment about the causes of the civil war, she really didn't need Jasper's help on homework, but when her family explained time periods she could pretend like she was in the moment at a different place.

Nessie could barely hear her grandfather and uncle talking about her father, and every now and then someone in the house would ruffle some papers or the television would make an extremely loud sound. Their voices went in and out as she listened, but she did know something important. Tomorrow, she would get to meet her father again.

There was a light knock on her pale pink door as her Aunt Alice skipped in, took one look at Nessie, and stopped in her tracks.

"What are those? And who introduced them into your wardrobe"

"Sweatpants? They're super comfortable, and Jacob gave them to me"

"That is such a mistake. You should never let a werewolf dress you."

Nessie rolled her eyes and decided to change the conversation "Can you keep a secret?"

At this comment Alice's eyes lit up and she nodded making a sign reminiscent of some boy-scout movie Nessie had seen years ago.

"Yes…of course I can keep a secret"

"I know something I'm not supposed to know"

"What is it?" Alice said excitedly.

Nessie rested her hand on Alice's arm and showed her what she knew smiling.

"I'm so excited" she said letting go.

Alice's eager face sank a little as she looked at her niece and then stared out of the window trying to hide her face.

"What? What's wrong?"

Nessie was concerned as she looked at her Aunt's sad looking face, not sure what had changed the expression.

The two of them set in silence as Alice tried to come up with an answer that wouldn't crush Nessie's feelings.

"Its just…your dad really loved your mom"

"I know everyone says that"

"And it is very hard for him to be around you without thinking about her"

"What aren't you telling me Aunt Alice?"

"Your dad loves you, all of us are sure….its just he might be very distant when he sees you"

"What does that mean?"

Alice shook her head and smiled at Nessie. "You know what… don't you worry about it. Everything will work out"

"Are you sure?"

Alice hated lying, and she didn't want to tell Nessie things that she wasn't sure of, but during the duration of the conversation Nessie's eyes started looking more and more disappointed, and the one thing Alice couldn't do was tell her the sad truth. She didn't want her to know Edward couldn't stand the sight of Nessie last time he saw her. He resented every breath Nessie took, and thought she was the biggest mistake of his life. In her heart, Alice vowed to herself that she would make Edward treat her like he loved her even if she had to tear apart every limb from his body.

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