Disclaimer: This is not mine. Stephenie Meyer Owns. I own the characters Rachel, Clara, and Billy
Thanks to all of the reivews. The idea for this chapter came from SweetishBubble. Thanks for suggesting it.
I really hated this day. Jessica thinks that she can get me arrested on a kidnapping charge. It was getting old. She wasn't going to stop, and I don't know how I was going to make her stop. But I was beginning to like Forks. A lot.
Bella:
The month following Edward's almost arrest was hectic. I was released from the hospital, thankfully, and was back at work the day after that. Then I was back in court, this time it was over Rachel's custody. I lost. Now Jake had custody over her, and was able to schedule my visit hours at the hospital. Basically, I got ten minutes every day to talk to her. I appealed, of course, but it stunk. Now, my house was being sold, so I'd have some money and Billy and I were living at Emmett's.
I was sitting at my desk when Emmett barged in. He was jumping up and down. Not something that a grown man does. He yelled that Rachel was getting a donor heart, and I yelled and drove to the hospital. My dad's buddy didn't slow me down because he'd heard what was going on.
I got into the room, and was almost in, when Jake stopped me. "You can't come in. You've already had your visit today."
He was smirking, and I was tired of his antics, so I grabbed his balls and said, "if you don't let me see my daughter, you and Jade aren't going to have any other kids. Got it?" He nodded and let me pass.
I was beside Rachel's bed as the nurse prepped her for surgery. This was the happiest day of my life, except I couldn't help but worry about Clara, Edward's daughter. She was still fighting for her life, and waiting for a heart donor.
All too soon, Carlisle came in and pushed everyone out of the room, except me and Jake. He told us what he was going to do, then made us leave, while he prepped Rachel for the surgery.
I was in the waiting room, when I decided to visit Edward. I walked, quickly, to the ward that he was staying in, with Clara. When I got there, I saw him talking to a woman. Actually, they looked as if they were arguing. I didn't want to interrupt them, but as I turned away Edward saw me and called me in. He gave me a hug, and congratulated me on having Rachel get a donor heart. I told him that Clara was going to make it.
"There's a heart waiting for her already. Carlisle's going to be doing both surgeries today. Jessica and I were arguing about who was going to leave, and I told her that she wasn't welcome here."
"That's great Edward. I give my best wishes to the surgery then." Jessica just stormed out then, probably thinking that I was some fling of Edward's. Ha, as if he'd be into me. I looked over at Edward, and saw him, deep in thought, and teary-eyed.
Edward:
Clara was going to get a heart. I was happy for her, but I couldn't help thinking about what could go wrong. She was my baby girl, my only child. I would die if I lost her. I couldn't help thinking to when she was born. She was a beautiful baby, and she turned out to be a beautiful young woman. I just wish that I could tell her that. Instead, Dr. Cullen took her down to the surgery room. Bella and I sat in the ward room talking. It was helpful having her there with me.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked, as I went off into another world, again.
"The very first song I listened to with her." I couldn't help but get teary. "She and I were at a father-daughter dance and the song Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle came on. She and I have danced to that every year since then, on her birthday, and that day. Now I just wish that I could sing it to her, to help her through the surgery."
"How does it go?"
"Like This:
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop I drop to my knees
By her bed at night
She talks to Jesus
And I close my eyes
And I thank God
For all the Joy in my life
Oh but most of all
For butterfly kisses
After bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers
All up in her hair
Walk beside the pony daddy
It's my first ride
I know the cake looks funny, daddy
But I sure tried
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning
And butterfly kisses at night...
Sweet sixteen today
She's looking like her mama
A little more everyday
One part woman
The other part girl
To perfume and makeup
From ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out
In a great big world
But i remember..
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers
All up in her hair
You know how much I love you daddy
But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you
On the cheek this time
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning
And butterfly kisses at night
(all the precious time...)
Oh like when the years go by
(precious butterfly...
Spread your wings and fly..)
She'll change her name today
She'll make a promise
And I'll give her away
Standing in the bride room
Just staring at her
She asks me what I'm thinking
And I said I'm not sure
I just feel like I'm losing
My baby girl
And she leaned over
And gave me butterfly kisses
With her mamma there
Sticking little white flowers
All up in her hair
Walk me down the aisle daddy
It's just about time
And does my wedding gown look pretty daddy
Daddy don't cry
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning
And butterfly kisses
I couldn't ask God for more
Man this is what love is
I know I gotta let her go
But I'll always remember...
Every hug in the morning
And butterfly kisses..."
"That was beautiful."
"I used to sing it to her all the time."
"She's going to make it."
"Thank you for being here Bella."
"It's really no problem."
"So what's your story?"
"My ex-husband sued me for custody of Rachel and now I'm only allowed ten minutes a day and my son, isn't Jake's son, like they think." I looked at her, questioning what she meant. "I had him when I was eighteen, with my best friend, Emmett. He's the brauny one. Nobody knows except me, and I don't want to ruin their lives with this news. It's not that I don't want to tell them, I've tried many times. It's that I don't want their lives to be disrupted by this news."
"You should tell Emmett and your son first. Then let them decide what's going to happen."
"I think I will. Well, we have seven more hours left. Do you want to go to dinner? Try to lighten up our sadness?"
"I would love that."
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