Disclaimer: The Twilight saga belongs to the genius that is Stephenie Meyer. I do not own any of the characters... although I truly wish I owned some part of the dazzling Edward (sigh)

Before going into the story I'd like to address some of the reviews because I want you guys to know that I do listen and take into account suggestions and comments

1) GoGoHyourinmaru- Don't worry the multiple point of views structure is only temporary. It's basically just to lay down the foundation until Edward can contribute. The story will be mostly told from Bella and Edward's perspective.

2) EdwardIsCoolButJacobIsHawt- Thanks for giving the story a second look. Can you tell me where exactly is the mistake I made so I can fix it immediately? Thanks again for the tip.

And now the story...

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Esme's POV

It had been five days since the accident, and Edward had yet to regain consciousness. Within that same length of time, we had made absolutely no progress in finding out what exactly happened to him.

The police report simply stated he lost control of the Volvo. There didn't seem to be any other sign of another person or vehicle being involved.. They figured it might have been a matter of him swerving to keep from hitting a deer, but my family knew that couldn't have been the case.

I glanced at the clock and knew that Bella would be arriving at any moment to take over her shift of watching Edward. For the past five days, we had been in constant rotation sitting by his side and waiting for him to finally open his eyes.

It was no surprise that Bella fought hard to sit in most of the time. It wouldn't have been much of a problem, except for the fact that she was the only one of us that actually needed to sleep and eat. I could see the pain in her eyes every time she was forced to be torn away from Edward's room because of her human necessities for food and rest.

I took in the sight of Edward once again. I always had to control the shock that surfaced each time I visited him. I never could get use to seeing his once pristine, pale skin now covered in bruises and gauze.

"What on earth happened to you, Edward?" I asked out loud.

Carlisle mentioned that we should try and talk to him while he was in this state. Sometimes, patients responded quicker if those around them tried to interact with them through sound and touch.

I was never one to play favorites with my children, but for some reason, I had always held a special place for Edward. It was probably because he had been alone for such a long time. I would sometimes catch him staring longingly at Jasper and Alice or at Emmett and Rosalie. I knew he wanted very much to experience that type of union.

Yet, he had always been the most guarded when it came to interacting with those outside the family. He seemed resigned to the fact that he was simply destined to be alone. That of course changed the moment Bella appeared in his life.

I had never seen him so happy or content. Of course, there had been rough times along the way, such as the incident with James or his hasty visit to the Volturi just to name a few. However, the devotion I saw in his eyes every time he looked at Bella told me that he would much rather have a few minutes of wonderful by her side than a lifetime of nothing special without her.

I just couldn't understand how after being alone for over a century and his wedding so near, that something like this would place yet another obstacle in his path towards happiness. It was as if there was some outside force that refused to allow him any prolonged period of peace.

"You deserve to have so much happiness in your life, Edward" I whispered. "I promise you that I will do everything in my power to ensure that you get to experience it."

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Bella's POV

I arrived at the all too familiar doorway to Edward's hospital room. Esme was there reading to pass the time it seemed. I could hear the faint strands of Debussy's "Claire de Lune" play in the background. It had been Alice's idea to bring a small stereo to play some of Edward's favorite music as well as his own to make the room more comfortable.

"Hey Esme."

She got up and wrapped me in a warm embrace.

"Hello, my dear. How are things?"

I looked at her before my gaze fell upon Edward.

"As good as they can be I guess... things haven't exactly gotten any easier."

She followed my gaze and nodded at me knowingly. She moved towards her belongings and began to collect them.

"I believe Emmett will be the one coming in a few hours to relieve you. Take care, Bella."

She gracefully exited the door as I began to set up camp yet again next to Edward. I pulled the chair close to him and grabbed his hand. I carefully ran my fingers over his knuckles and over his scrapes.

"You know I should really be thanking you right now, Edward. Alice hasn't even brought up the idea of shopping at all these past few days. I should've figured you go and do something dramatic as this to save me from Alice 'The Wedding Planner Nazi'," I commented out loud to him.

"Or maybe you figured this was a good way of getting Charlie to treat you nicely. I mean who can be rude to a guy that was just recently hospitalized? I hate to break it to you Edward, but I think you're going to need more than a stint in the ER to dazzle him."

I smiled sadly at my words, but the smile never fully reached my eyes. It was too hard to keep up my terrible attempt at humor.

I remained silent for a bit watching him for any sort of response. I looked at the monitor as it beeped incessantly with ever beat of his heart. His heart... it was so weird to think that he now had a pulse. He was now every bit as fragile as I was.

I addressed him again, but there was no humor behind my tone this time.

"Or maybe you thought I needed some sort of inspiration for my wedding vows. That maybe by seeing you like this I would be better able to express how deep my feelings run for you."

I could feel my eyes begin to fill with tears.

"Edward, I thought that there would be no greater pain than the one I felt when you left me after making me believe that you didn't care for me... but I was so completely wrong. The pain I felt then is nowhere near the hurt I feel now while seeing you like this."

The tears rushed out as I laid my head on his shoulder.

"You promised you wouldn't leave me unless I asked you to, and I have yet to make that request. Please wake up, Edward. I need you with me. I need you today... tomorrow... forever. I don't want a future where you're not in it. You can spoil me as much as you want and make as big of a fuss as a you want for the wedding. Just be okay."

My crying mingled with the classical music being emitted from the stereo. The tears continued to flow down my cheeks while the notes escalated as the musical number reached its peak. I felt some shifting beneath my head. I sat up wondering if I had just imagined the slight movement. I held my breath for a second as I watched Edward intently.

"Edward?" I whispered.

I saw his fingers slowly move, and I could faintly here his breath quicken. I stood from my chair and leaned over him. I wiped away the tears from my eyes so I could get a better look at him.

"Edward can you hear me?" I questioned.

An audible groan escaped his lips. His eyes slowly opened, and my breath got caught in my throat the moment his bright, green eyes met mine. It was certainly a startling change in comparison to the amber eyes I had grown so used to.

My hands found their way to the sides of his face as I ran my thumbs across his cheeks. I sensed an actual smile form on my lips as I felt a heavy load being lifted off my shoulders.

I could only appreciate the color for a moment longer as his eyes fluttered closed. He tried to sit up, but clearly his injuries were impeding such movements.

"Hold on... don't move so much."

I reached for the call button behind the bed and spoke into the intercom.

"I need Dr. Cullen in room 182... it's urgent. Tell him Edward is awake."

"Hurt... so thirsty," Edward's raspy voice mumbled.

I immediately ran to the other side of the bed to get the pitcher of water. Of course, I didn't make it there without first stubbing my toe into the chair I had been sitting in as I half-stumbled towards the water. I gently brought the cup to his lips and tipped the contents into his mouth. He sighed with relief.

Carlisle appeared at the doorway and made his way towards Edward. He quickly checked his vital signs and shined a light in his eyes asking if he could see all right. Edward nodded at the question.

"Edward what happened? What caused the accident?"

I could see the confusion in Edward's eyes.

"I don't know."

Carlisle sighed. "Well considering the injury you sustained it's possible the details of the accident are a little hazy at the moment."

The confusion only grew on Edward's face as he broke eye contact with Carlisle and lowered his gaze. It was as though he was searching for something. He peered at Carlisle's chest before continuing.

"I don't think you understand Dr... ummm Cullen."

My eyes snapped towards Edward upon hearing him address Carlisle so formally. I had to remind myself to breathe as I tried to figure out what was happening.

"Dr. Cullen? Edward, why you are referring to me as..."

Carlisle was quickly interrupted by Edward.

"I don't know what caused the accident because I don't remember it. I can't remember anything. I don't know who I am."

Upon hearing Edward's declaration, the weight that had been lifted off my shoulders earlier, suddenly came crashing back down on me.

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That's the cliffhanger for this chapter... so now we have a human Edward that has been hit with a case of memory loss.

IMPORTANT NOTES

1) Now, that Edward is awake the story will focus a lot more on his and Bella's POVs.

2) The story will pick up a little more in terms of the romance and plot development

3) The way I have currently outlined the rest of the story, the rating might be bumped up to an "M/NC-17". I'm not saying it's happening the next chapter or in the immediate future. However, I wanted to know what you guys thought about it. If you are against it, I can just soften those future parts and keep the "T Rating". Let me know what you think