Chapter 4
Disclaimer- Nope, I still don't own Edward or anything that has to do with Twilight! It's so sad...
A/N: Review after you've finished reading please.
Her head felt like it had been crushed by a three hundred pound weight and it seemed as if she had gained at least a hundred. It was impossible to move. She couldn't even twitch! So for the time being she decided to give up on that course of action and instead thought about what exactly had happened.
She remembered that she had been looking up at the stars, trying to find constellations, and then...then...it was all blank. As if there was nothing to remember. She couldn't find her memory. It was an extremely disconcerting thing, knowing that something had happened to you yet being unable to recall what it was. She'd never experienced a feeling quite like that before.
In an effort to quiet her growing sense of fear she tried to focus on what she could hear and feel rather than what she couldn't see or remember. There was a faint roaring but that was it. It didn't give her any clues as to where she might be or who she might be with. She was laying on something soft, probably a bed, did that mean she was in someone's house? Maybe a hospital?
If it was a house or hospital then why was she there? Did something happen to her? How did she get there?
There were so many questions and none of them seemed to have any answers. Her mind was getting cloudy, her thoughts fuzzy. Her mouth felt like it was full of cotton and it was very unpleasant.
At least the weight is lifting, the words floated through her head like they were moving through syrup. She felt much lighter now and if she hadn't been on the edge of unconsciousness she would have stretched her cramped legs, they kind of hurt.
"I gave her the stuff."
"Right. The stuff." Jasper rolled his eyes, he'd been doing that more often than he usually did. "Anyway it should counter the effects of the shot and chloroform. I can't believe you used them both and on top of that you gave her far too much! You nearly put her into a coma!"
"I know, I know! Alright, so I should have been more careful. The point is that she's not comatose or dead. That has to count for something right?" It was clear that Emmett didn't feel nearly as much remorse as Jasper thought he should. All that mattered, as far as he was concerned, was that the outcome.
"I don't know if Edward's going to see it that way. You almost killed his 'beloved'."
Emmett stiffened. "She's fine Jasper! Besides what he doesn't know won't hurt him."
"What ever you say Em, what ever you say. I guess we'll just have to wait and see." He was being almost overtly sarcastic. "I wonder how Rosalie will take your death?"
"Excuse me sirs," said the copilot interrupting the almost argument between the two young men. "We will be landing shorty and ask that you please be seated and belted within the next ten minutes." He returned to the cockpit as soon as the passengers had responded in the affirmative.
The sun was shining upon the villa in Barcelona. It stood atop a hill, facing south, with thick, light colored stone walls. Originally it had been a vicarage and had since been transformed into a more modern rental house. With five bedrooms, four bathrooms, and a heated pool it was very near to heaven. Edward was sure that his Isabella would appreciate the change. Surely her dull, damp, cramped life could not compare to the one he could offer?
Inside the large country house it's current occupants waited anxiously for the arrival of the other three. One, who was apparently more excited than the other, simply couldn't keep still and was bouncing as she knelt on a cushioned bench and stared out the bay windows.
Pushing her short, black hair impatiently out of her face she asked, "How long Edward?"
"I don't know."
"...how long now?"
"Alice! That is the eleventh time you've asked me that question and each time I have replied in the same way."
"Well, what about now?"
"Really, Alice!" He loved his sister dearly, but she knew exactly which buttons to push. "If I knew I would tell you."
She out a long suffering sigh. "I'm sorry. It's just that I can't wait to meet Bella, we're going to best friends!" With a disapproving glance she added, "You know though, this isn't the best way to handle the situation. In fact I think you're doing this in the most completely wrong way possible."
Though he ordinarily put great faith in Alice's opinion, she had the uncanny ability to seemingly predict the future, this time he was sure that she was mistaken. "You're wrong Alice," he said with a shake of his head. "I know what I'm doing alright? She'll thank me for this."
"Maybe some day. But Edward, I mean it, even if she does somehow learn to accept all of this..." she turned from the window to face him. "It's going to come at a price and I'm not convinced that she'll ever see you the way you see her."
With a shrug he dismissed her comments and sat beside her on the bench to wait for his dear one and his companions.
"Damn." He muttered, that was the second time the girl had hit her head. "She's so out of it!" Though she was no longer unconscious Bella wasn't exactly coherent either. She was unable to walk without aid and she didn't seem to be at full capacity mentally; Emmett had only a short while ago compared her actions to that of a drunken sailor.
"And who is to blame for that?" Jasper placed his arm around the girl, helping Emmett support her. "What do you plan to tell Edward about the bruises, bumps and cut?"
"She'd fallen down the stairs before we picked her up." They put her into the back of the rental car where she slumped on to the floor.
Jasper leaned in and placed her back on the seat, belting her into place. "Emmett there is no way in hell he's going believe that crap story."
"Why not? He said she was accident prone. It could happen!"
"Why then, didn't you tell him about it before we took off? Edward's more intelligent than that Emmett and he knows you."
"Whatever, we're on a don't ask don't tell policy okay?" He slammed the passenger side door closed. "No volunteering any information."
Jasper shook his head at his friends serious lack of foresight as he turned the key. There was going to be hell to pay when Edward saw that Bella was in less than perfect condition.
It was only twenty minutes later when the villa came into view; all conversation ceased as the topless, silverlake blue Bentley continued up the winding dirt path. Eventually the soil changed to gravel and the young woman in the window let out an ear piercing shriek as the car made stopped in the driveway.
The door to the interior of the house opened with a BANG and out streaked the small, dark haired pixie; she jumped into the arms of the tall, lean blond and for half a second they locked lips before she was off and lugging the once again unconscious girl from the back of the car.
"I can't, oof, carry her. She's too, umph, heavy for me!"
"Alice don't drag her!" Edward called as he approached the scene. "Give her to me," he took Bella into his arms, carrying her into the house. Holding her close left him with a profound sense of relief.
She was finally his.
