Disclaimer: I do not own any thing. The twilight series belong to Stephenie Meyer and I am simply putting my own spin on her characters. I just felt that Breaking Dawn was a bit too perfect, wrapped in a tight, little bow. Hope you enjoy and I look forward to your feedback.
pEPOV:
As if there was any more panic left to have, the stress in the room increased ten-fold. Carlisle moved to her chest, administering CPR in rhythmic motion while Esme watched from the corner as she cradled the still creature. I sat next to Bella, motionless from the shock of the scene that had unfolded in front of me.
Carlisle looked over to me as he continued to coerce her heart into cooperating. Edward, she isn't going to make it. Her body was too weak and she has lost too much blood. You know the only thing that can save her now.
I shook my head in denial. "No…No….No….There has to be another way. We didn't plan it like this. She needs to be able to decide if she even wants this after what I have done to her."
Bella loves you and would want you to save her. We will all be here to help her get through the pain she has already been through. Save her Edward.
I leaned down over Carlisle's moving hands, kissed Bella's cheek. I had no idea if I was making the right decision. I knew I couldn't live in a world that didn't include Bella though, even if it meant that she may not want to be with me after she awoke from her transformation. I took a deep breath, moved down to hover over her neck and bit into her delicate flesh, carefully injecting as much venom as I could muster, taking extra care to not take any of the little bit of precious blood she had left.
Bite a few more places at the major arteries, Edward. We need to get the venom to her heart quickly.
I moved to the creases behind her elbows and repeated the same motions. I then moved to the insides of her thighs, piercing through her soft, creamy flesh quickly injecting her with more venom. After a few minutes, Carlisle stopped pushing on her chest and stopped to watch the monitor. Her heart continued to beat on its own and he took a ragged breath.
Her heart rate is higher than normal for a human and the bites are sealed. The venom is working. She's going to be ok son, Be patient, three days from now you can explain this all to her.
I kissed my love softly where the now-fading bite I left on her neck was and leaned over her to hold her in my arms. If she was in pain, she wasn't letting on and I wondered if we were too late. Carlisle gathered up the bloodied blankets and towels into a trash bag and then left the room to change clothing. I turned slowly to Esme and walked over to her and the bundled still body in her arms. I needed to see the monster that caused me to have to decide my wife's fate for her soul without her knowledge or consent. As I came close to Esme, she pushed her arms out slightly, offering the bundle to me. I peered in, not reaching to take it yet. At the moment my eyes laid on it, a wave of horror plowed over me, knocking the wind from my lungs. This little monster, the motionless creature I had forced myself to hate for what it had done to it's mother was exquisite. It had porcelain white skin, not hard, vampire white, but creamy, soft white like Bella's. The soft, bronze curls framed the perfect, heart-shaped face.
Esme moved out the chair she was sitting in, motioning for me to sit. Carlisle had come back into the room and was busy checking Bella's vital signs and writing them into his journal. Esme was behind me and leaned down to hug my shoulders as I stared at the small child that I was having a hard time believing to be the evil monster that I once thought of it as.
Esme's thoughts invaded my mind. She is beautiful.
She. I was holding my baby girl. The baby girl that was too strong for her mom's fragile, human body to handle. The tearless sobs began as I mourned for the loss of my daughter. I mourned for the loss of my precious wife's human life. I mourned for the fact that I had thought of this daughter as nothing but an abomination of nature. When I looked into her innocent face, she was an angel. A sleeping angel. I buried my face into the bundle I held gently in my arms as I felt my still heart coming apart.
"If you are able, your sisters and brothers would like to come in." Carlisle spoke gently as he entered the room again.
I knew I was moments from total breakdown, but I nodded giving them permission. The door silently opened and the rest of my family came in slowly. Alice moved to Bella immediately and held her hand. Thankfully they were able to hear what had happened so there was no need for explanations and words I couldn't form in my mind, let alone say them out loud. Rosalie moved over to me and gently brushed her hand along the still infant's face. I knew I needed to be there for my wife and be strong for her so I leaned down, gently kissing her delicate face then handed the bundle to Rosalie to move to my beloved's side. Rosalie and Emmett took my daughter from the room and Esme soon followed. Jasper sat down in the corner and a pained expression soon moved across his face. He stood up to leave. I am sorry I cannot stay in here longer . The emotions are more than I can take. You both have been through too much today.
Alice sensed Jasper's discomfort and stood to leave. She kissed Bella on the forehead and then came and embraced me. I can see her now Edward. She is going to be beautiful. You did the right thing. With that, they both left the room towards Rosalie and Emmett's room where I could hear them quietly mourning the loss of my daughter.
