Hey everyone this is my first Twilight Fanfiction...I have only just started reading them but because it is such a good novel that everyone loves I could not resist putting my personal touch in it. Rest assure that there are absolutely no spoilers because I have not myself even finished the first one, but as I said before I could not resist! Anyway please Read and Review!!

Chapter 2

Edwards POV

Carlisle had wasted no time getting here and for that I was extremely grateful, he came in and found that Kathleen had second degree burns all over her body. Luckily because she was half vampire they would heal in twenty four hours and the scars would be gone, however because she was only half Kathleen would have to deal with the pain for twenty four hours.

"Is there anything I can do?"

"There is really nothing anyone can do, I applied a balm to ease the pain and soothe the burn but when she wakes up she will most likely go into shock from the pain."

"Couldn't that kill her?!" I asked feeling grief and regret wash over me.

Why hadn't I been the one to take her home? Why didn't I see that she was so upset? I should have known that Kat would do something so reckless.

"It could, but you have a doctor here so she should be fine. Don't worry Edward, she's my grand daughter, do you honestly think that I would allow her life to be in danger?"

I didn't answer because I knew Carlisle was right, he adored Kathleen. I sat next to her bed and watched her skin become raw and wet looking. I wanted to take her hand and hold it but because that would probably cause her pain I had to refrain from doing so.

I sighed, my little girl was practically burnt to death and I should have come to her aid sooner. Bella was probably turning in her grave at this very moment. Another sigh, on my part, was heard across the room, we could not even dress Kathleen, afraid that she would wake up while we did so and cause her to go into shock sooner then she had to be, all we could really do was place a sheet over her blistered body. It wasn't heavy so it would not cause her pain but it would also allow her to conserve some type of heat.

She was so still, as if in sleep she knew not to move because it would cause her distress. I wanted to pull her into my arms like I used to and kiss the booboo. I wanted her to be that little bubbly daddy's girl she used to be.

Kathleen ran to me tears spilling from her eyes, her wails tore at my heart and I stopped dead in my tracks.

"What's the matter Kat?" I asked picking her up.

She made no answer and buried her face in my neck, continuing to sob and cry for no apparent reason. I sighed and walked over to the couch, sat down, and held her close to me. Sometimes Kathleen just chose to cry and get this kind of attention, it was very rare of course.

I began to hum in her ear hoping that she would either pass out or tell me what was wrong. Her breaths began to come out in gasps which worried me. I pulled her away for a second and looked her up and down. She seemed fine, no broken bones or scratches. Her face showed no signs of her being ill in the slightest way. I placed my hand on her forehead to be sure but there was no extremely noticeable rise in temperature. I mean she was always warm to me but I could usually sense when she was ill.

Kat's lip began to quiver more and I quickly allowed her to snuggle into me again. Whatever it was it had her really upset because she would not even look at me long enough to tell me. I would have to wait until she was calm before I found out the problem. Seeing as I was going to be in this position for quite some time I sat back on the couch and got comfortable, all while singing her a soft lullaby.

After a while I found that Kat had indeed fallen asleep, I chuckled and carried her into my bedroom.

Still a daddy's girl.

I placed her on my side of the bed and pulled the blankets up to her chin, they had my scent on them so I knew she would not wake up once I left.

Just as I was about to turn and leave I looked back at the tiny child in my bed. Something told me that was what she wanted, just for me to sing to her. I smiled and shook my head.

"Good night little kitten." I said gently closing the door behind me.

I sat there feeling my blood boil and tears brim in my eyes. I quickly swiped at them when I saw that Emmett was coming inside.

"Eddie…I am-"

"Don't worry about it Emmett." I said coldly.

It was directed at him though, it wasn't meant to be really directed at anyone. I was just…just drained from the day's events.

"I should have come in with her." He said bowing his head in shame.

"Emmett, you would have had to leave at some point. Something tells me that this was inevitable."

He nodded still not brave enough to face me.

"I'm not mad at you Emmett…I'm just not…y'know."

He nodded in an understanding way but in the back of my mind I knew he had no idea. He patted my shoulder and then left the room.

The hours went by and it soon began to rain, Kathleen was still sleeping, and I was starting to get anxious. I did not want her to go unconscious and that's what was keeping me so alert. Despite the fact that I was a vampire I did sleep, Bella had convinced me to do so. She said that having the feeling that I was watching her all night long creeped her out and kept her from sleeping. After many nights of trying I finally was able to get into a routine of doing so.

"Edward?"

My head snapped to the side, it was Carlisle.

"Dad?" I asked, showing him that he had my attention.

"I just came to check on you, has she moved at all?" he asked looking her over.

I could only shake my head. It was too painful for me to say that she hadn't moved once and that my faith was diminishing and that I wanted to trade places with her. That would be a real mouthful to have to explain to Carlisle.

He looked at me and I knew that he was interpreting my gaze, which is how Carlisle works. He could look at me and tell exactly what was running laps in my head; it didn't take any magic or mythical miracle he just always knew.

"She will pull through Edward; you should not be in a rush for her to get to the state of going into shock. It is not a pretty site."

I bowed my head and put them in my hands, I was not going to break down in front Carlisle.

NO!

I refused to!

Then where were the tears coming from?

I swiped at them trying to get my eyes to stop, trying to control my emotions.

"Edward."

My head shot up and instantly I felt overwhelmed. Waterfalls began flowing down my face and my breathing became more constricted as I tried to stop.

Carlisle placed a hand on my shoulder and I turned from it, unable to hold a stare with anyone.

"It is alright son…I know you are hurting."

His tone was so gentle that it made me feel worse, I was not worthy of hearing such a thing. I could have changed Bella and saved her! I could have come home with Kat and she would not be lying on my bed like an over cooked bird! All the things that I could have done to prevent such disasters went ignored!

"I know that the pain will probably never stop…but please remember that you still have a daughter…don't allow the grief to consume you so much that she no longer exists."

And with that Carlisle left the room, leaving me and Kathleen alone.

Another set of hours passed and I felt my exhaustion worsening…maybe I would just rest my eyes for a moment-

"Ohhh."

I shot out of my chair and approached the bed.

"Kat?" I whispered.

Please answer!

"Kat?" I repeated more slowly.

"Dad?" was the pain induced reply I got.

I laughed in joy, she was still conscious.

"You…you foolish child! Why would you do something like that?! Do you know how much you scared me?!"

She struggled to get a breath but did so and then said.

"I…I'm sorry…I…I just couldn't…" she stopped in midsentence.

I understood, the pain she was in was probably unbearable.

"Shh. We will talk later. Do you need anything?"

I looked at her and saw her try and sit up.

"No!" I said gently but stern enough that she knew it was not good for her.

"I think…I'm going to be…sick…" she said urgently.

Quickly I grabbed the waste bin next to the dresser and placed it under her head. She was swallowing hard and breathing heavily. Maybe Carlisle would have something for the pain; the pain was causing her nausea.

She continued to swallow in attempt to keep her food down. I stared at her with an intent look, nothing irked me more then when people refused to throw up and get it over with. She was just like her mother in that department, God, when Bella had morning sickness while she was pregnant it felt like the longest periods of my life. The woman was too stubborn to let her stomach have some relief. Eventually I would just get annoyed and end up pushing on her stomach to make her puke, but unfortunately since I could not touch Kat she lucked out.

My anger got the better at me causing me to snap at her.

"For goodness sake Kat, quit fighting it!"

I doubt she would listen but when her stomach lurched sending the contents of her stomach into the bucket I pulled her hair back.

"Dad." She gasped.

She reached for my hand but I shook my head.

"If I touch you it will only hurt more, your body wouldn't be able to handle such a drastic change in temperature."

She coughed something that sounded on the lines as 'I don't care' but I would not allow her to cause herself more damage. When I was sure she was done purging herself I let her hair go and attempted to help her back on the bed.

She suddenly began to break down in tears.

"No love, no tears." I said hushing her.

"I-I'm not dressed…" she sobbed.

I had completely forgotten that Kathleen had no clothes on, and I guess that would give her an appropriate reason to cry.

"I know, but we can't put clothes on you…it would hurt."

That was not the right thing to say I soon found when she began to cry harder.

"Honey please, you must calm down. I don't want you to go into shock or start convulsing."

DAMN IT…why would I say that!?

"DAD!" I yelled watching her breathing become faster in pace.

Carlisle came in, his hair was messy and his eyes looked rather red. Clearly he had been resting his eyes as well.

When I looked I noticed that he had a syringe in his hand, he had bargained for this. He walked gracefully over to Kathleen.

"I'm sorry Kat, but this isn't going to feel good at first."

I closed my eyes as he stuck it in her burnt flesh and heard her scream out in agony.

Oh God…please don't let her scream for long.

My prayer was answered because when I looked her breathing had settled and she was slowly drifting back to sleep.

"Keep her home from school tomorrow and make sure she keeps that sheet over her body, we don't want her to get and infection. If that were to happen-"

He broke off knowing that I did not want to imagine my child in such pain.

"She will be better in the morning?"

It was more of a plea then a question.

"Most likely, she is after all half vampires, but if there are any complications you can always bring her in to the hospital."

I nodded solemnly and stood stiff as stone as he hugged me good-bye.

The front closed and I looked back at Kathleen, tomorrow would be spent discussing this little stunt and what the Hell she was thinking! Yes, tomorrow would be interesting.

There is the second chapter my lovelys!! I hope you are all enjoying this as much as I am enjoying righting it. Anyway PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!