A.N: I forgot to credit the story "A World Without Sound" for an inspiration for the first chapter. Review! :)
Bella had amnesia. The head trauma caused her to lose her memory and she couldn't remember me. Once that clicked in my head, I ran to the nurses' station and got somebody to page Carlisle. He arrived in a minute.
"Edward, what's wrong?"
"She has amnesia. She can't remember me."
"I need to check her; let's go."
We went back inside the room and saw Bella, her eyes still wide.
"Good morning Bella. I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen, how do you feel?"
"Goo- good morning. I feel fine, sort of. I'm just a little cold."
"Well, we'll get the air conditioning adjusted then. Do you know what the date today is?
"Oh, uh, it's the twenty fourth of February 2003, right?"
I gasped. She couldn't remember me because I haven't transferred from Alaska then. I looked at Carlisle and then he just looked at me, then back at Bella.
"Bella, today is February 7, 2009. You met an accident and were in a coma for two weeks.
Bella then suddenly looked confused and had her "deep in thought" expression on. After a while, she began to speak.
"So Dr. Cullen, you're saying that two weeks ago, I met a car accident and went into a coma only to wake up and have no memories of the past six years."
"Exactly."
"So how is that? Will I get my memory back?"
"Bella, I'm sorry to say, but as of now I'm not sure. All you have to do right now is get better." He said so with a smile.
"Dr. Cullen," Bella began. "I don't mean to be rude or anything, but who is he?" Bella pointed at me. I looked up, met her eyes and she blushed. Typical Bella. But at the same time, sadness clouded my relief. She couldn't remember me. Before Carlisle had a chance of answering, I stepped in.
"Good morning, Bella. I'm Edward Cullen." I flashed her favorite crooked smile and she blushed.
"Um, good morning too, Edward. It's nice to meet you." She smiled shyly. She's just too cute.
Carlisle was just about to talk to me when I heard Bella say something.
"Edward, are you-" I interrupted her before she could finish her question.
"Yes, he's my father." I answered, just knowing what she was going to ask.
"How did you-" She was speechless. I loved doing that to her.
"Bella, I've known you for six years. On top of that, I'm your-"
Before I could say anything, Carlisle interrupted me.
"Edward, may I speak to you outside, please?"
"Of course."
We stepped outside after I gave Bella a quick glance. She was beginning to close her eyes and drift off to sleep.
"Is there something wrong?" I asked my father worriedly.
"Edward, I don't think you should tell her about your marriage yet. Maybe tomorrow. I know how happy you are that she is awake again. I am too, as well as the rest of the family. But right now, she needs to stay away from stress and take in six years worth of changes in the world."
"I understand. Will she be discharged soon?"
"Most probably at the end of the week, if she can maintain her progress. She may even be able to leave earlier if she's up to it."
"Of course. Excuse me though, dad, I want to watch over Bella for a while."
I was disappointed that I couldn't tell her about our marriage yet, but dad's right. I don't want Bella to be stressed out. It'll be a long week.
