Once again, I am not Stephanie Meyer and do not own Twilight. Just using her toys for my own pleasure LOL.

Recap:

"I did everything I could son. Everything. Bella was in the back seat. The truck practically ran over the back half of the Volvo. They had to use the jaws of life to even get the car opened up enough to get her out. Somehow she ended up in the floor board, the safest place." Dad shook his head in wonder.

"She should have died instantly, but they rushed her here right as she stopped breathing. I was able to place a tube in her throat to keep her breathing. She hit her head hard Edward. Her MRI shows that her brain is swelling. She still has brain activity right now. Hopefully it will stay that way."

"What do you mean dad?" I asked, still trying to take all this in.

"Edward, son, she was almost crushed in the accident. If we can't keep the swelling in her brain down, she won't wake up Edward. The only thing that's keeping her alive right now is the tube. Once that's out, Bella's gone. It's touch and go son."

Mom's cries became louder as dad finished telling me of Bella's condition.

He gently took her into his arms and held her while she cried.

I sat there shocked at what had just happened. Was it not hours ago I was planning the perfect night for Bella and I? Was it not just this morning I'd woken up to the most beautiful sight in the world, a smiling Bella?

"What do I do now dad?" I managed to sputter.

He looked up from mom, tears streaming down both their faces. "You pray Edward. Just pray."

Chapter 7

EPOV

My whole body was cold as I prepared myself for what was behind those doors. Dad had told me that Bella didn't have much hope of surviving the accident. He'd also told me that I might not even recognize her. I'd practically laughed in his face. Accident or not I would always recognize my Bella. But still I didn't know what to expect. I was all alone. Dad was busy trying to explain things to both Emmett and Jasper while mom had graciously grabbed the twins and headed to the nursery. In some odd way I think they were the only thing keeping her sane after almost losing her three self-proclaimed daughters.

The people walking past would all turn and stare at me standing in front of her door holding the handle. It didn't matter to me though. Let them stare all they wanted, after all, it wasn't them that had their world falling down around them on all sides. It wasn't them who had two small babies in a nursery who may or may not ever see their mother again. It wasn't them that could be losing the love of their live as the result of some freak accident after they'd promised to protect them from everything. It just wasn't them. It was me. It was my Bella and I was going to be there for her.

Strangely enough, throughout my internal dialogue I felt as if someone was watching me. Like my Bella was watching me. It was like I could hear her voice in my head but couldn't make out what she was saying. I smiled through my tears as I remembered how angelic her voice really is.

My hand shook ever so slightly as I applied pressure to the door handle. I slowly let out the breath that I didn't know that I was holding. Staring at my feet I walked hesitantly into the room. I couldn't bring my eyes up to look at Bella. All I wanted was to see her smiling at me like she was just a few short hours ago, but I knew that was not going to happen, at least not tonight anyway. I could hear the buzzes and beeps emitting around her. The steady rhythm of the ventilator that was breathing for her, keeping my Bella anchored to her body.

I forced my eyes from the floor and toward Bella's bed all the while blinking back the tears that were threatening to spill. She was lying silently on the bed. Her chest was rising and falling in coordination with the ventilator. Both her legs were in braces and the wrist that Jacob had broken so long ago was now in a cast. But I could handle all that, I'd seen her with most of it before. It was the way she looked there lying in that bed that broke my heart over and over again. Bella looked dead. Her skin had this pasty white color to it. And the tubes. Tubes were everywhere. There was a tube coming from her nose, apparently keeping her stomach empty to keep her from aspirating anything into her lungs. A chest tube had been placed on her left side to keep her lung inflated. She had a catheter. All these different apparatuses keeping my Bella here, while she could do none of it herself. I pulled a chair as close to her bed as I could get and took her good hand in mine. It was then I did the only then that I could think of doing.

Dear god,

It's me Edward. Please, please help Bella. She really needs you now. I don't know why this had to happen, but I know somewhere in your plan it had too. It's too cliché to say all things happen for a reason, but I need you to bring her back to me. You have Tanya now, and I need Bella. She helped me in a time of my life I never thought I'd get over. She's my life and I can't live my life without her. And the twins, the twins can't grow up without their mom. I can't raise them alone. Emmett I'm sure is already blaming himself for this. All any of use want to do is protect her from the bad things life keeps throwing at her. For mom and dad it'll be like losing their own daughter. Charlie will die if he loses his baby girl. Please god, don't take my Bella.

I wiped the tears from my eyes as I continued to pray and hope that somehow God was listening and would answer my prayers.

APOV

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.

The sound of my alarm sounding was getting on my nerves, usually by this time Jasper had cut it off himself, I guess he was just sleeping in this morning. I tried to lift my arm to slap the clock and it was then I noticed the heaviness I felt. I frantically forced my eyes open at the beeping in the background became more and more rapid, alarm clocks don't do that. The room was fully dark with the except of the heart monitor that was beeping steadily beside my bed. My hospital bed. I was in the hospital. My arm was covered in some kind of brace that had several wires coming out of it. I forced my mind to try to remember how I'd gotten here.

I remembered going to the Cullens' and picking up Bella and Rose to go dress shopping for the wedding. We had taken Edwards Volvo and spent the day searching for the perfect dress, and would you believe we found it? I remembered it raining and me rushing to get Bella home to Edward just like I promised. But something happened we didn't make it home. A truck hit us. But not just a truck, Jake's truck. I could feel my breathing alter as I remember was he had done. He'd collided with the car in an effort to kill Bella. Hot tears were springing from my eyes as I tried to breathe normally, fully well knowing I was hyperventilating as I replayed the accident in my mind.

"It's him Rose! It's Jacob!" I remembered screaming.

"Yes little Alice, 'It's Jacob'." He mocked me. "Thought you could protect her huh, you thought wrong Alice."

"Alice, Alice, Alice," He spat while grabbing my already throbbing arm. "What did you think you could do taking her away from me. She is mine, oh sorry correction there Aly she was mine. She's no ones now." He smiled as he manipulated my arm causes me to scream out in pain.

"STOP!" Rose had screamed at him. "Please stop!"

"Oh don't think I forgot about you sweetie. What just happened was only the beginning, I won't forget what you all did, keeping Bella from me. Get in my way again and you all die." He threatened as my body was overcome with blackness. The last thing I remembered was Rosalie screaming for help.

A sudden movement from the corner of the room caught my eye. A figure had stood up and was now stretching. I tried my best to stabilize my breathing so Jacob wouldn't know it was me. I knew it was him, he was coming back to finish what he started. I closed my eyes holding them shut tight and slightly praying that he would not know I was awake. I could hear footsteps coming closer to the bed and the sound of a chair scrapping the floor as it was pulled toward me. I tried so hard to keep the sobs from raking through my body. I wanted to live, I needed to live. A hand grabbed at mine and that was all it took for me to start thrashing around on the bed.

"Help me!" I yelled at the person who was now trying to hold me down on the bed. "He's here, he's here!" I screamed.

"Ally-kat, it's me baby. I'm here, no one else." Jasper cooed, but all I could see was Jacob Black hovering over me with the voice of my Jasper coming from his mouth. "Baby you're going to hurt yourself." He begged as I fought against him. With one last smack he screamed for help.

Within seconds a nurse ran in and while another held me down injected me with something that instantly sent a warm feeling coursing through me veins. The last thing I remember before succumbing to the darkness once again was the sound of my Jasper sobbing at me side.

RPOV

I winced as I opened my eyes only to find myself in a very unfamiliar place. I was surrounded by solid white walls. There was no window anywhere in the room. With every breathe I took the right side of my chest throbbed. I slowly pushed back the covers from my body only to find that my chest was wrapped up tightly.

I thought back to the days events. Jacob Black was back. He tried to kill us. For all I knew he might had succeeded on Bella part. I remembered yelling for her from the front seat after the truck hit us. Only she didn't answer. I could feel the warm tears collecting in my eyes as the thought of losing one of my best friends. I needed to find Emmett, I needed to tell him what was going on. I had seen no one in the family except for Carlisle who was only there long enough to tell me things were going to be okay and to give me a mild sedative. Thus the reason from my lack of remembering my ribs being wrapped up.

I ached inside not knowing what was happening to my family. I was sitting there crying into my hands when the door suddenly swung open revealing a red faced Emmett. An Emmett who was scrubbing at his face with his hands, trying to rid himself of the tears that had appeared to be falling for awhile now.

"Rosie." He crooked before running toward my bed and scooping me up to him. I grimaced slightly as the sheer force of his embrace sent a throbbing pain shooting through my ribs. Thankfully he didn't see. I didn't want to cause him anymore pain then he already seemed to be in. We were both holding on to each other as if when either of us let go we'd both be lost forever.

"It's so bad Rosie." He whispered in between sobs. "Bella's so bad." I let out a sigh of relief, at least knowing she was still alive. "Carlisle says she could die. It doesn't look good. Edwards a wreak. All he'll do is hold her hand an mumble things too low for anyone to hear." I noticed him running his hand through his curls, a trait I was positive he'd picked up from Edward. "And Alice. God she woke up screaming about someone trying to get her. She literally hit Jasper and had to be sedated again." He sighed. "Rose what happened today?" He whispered as he turned to look a me, allowing me to see the fear and sadness that were swimming in his deep blue orbs.

I sucked in a deep breath not caring that it hurt much worse. "Jacob hit us Emmett. He's here. He's in Forks." I shuddered at my own words, all the while watching Emmett.

Empov

"Jacob hit us Emmett. He's here. He's in Forks." Rose had said taking in a shaky breath.

"Fuck Rosie, really?" I asked her in disbelief. "We'd looked everywhere for him and all this time he's been right under our noses watching Bella? How could this happen?" I murmured under my breath.

"Emmy, it's not your fault, I mean none of us knew." Rose cooed.

"One of us should have went with you all today." I retorted.

"And what would have changed Emmett?" She argued back. "Absolutely nothing, but the possibility that one of you could have died. Right now we're all still here, still alive, still breathing and it's going to stay that way. Stop blaming yourself for something you have no control of."

I softly kissed her temple and used my thumbs to wipe away the tears that were falling from her face.

"I want to see them, Em." She said looking up at me.

"Let's go then." I said as I picked her up and placed her in the wheelchair beside of me. No one said anything as I wheeled her down the hall to see our family, waiting for the right moment to tell everyone about Jacob.

BPOV

I knew I was in the hospital before I ever opened my eyes. Even without all those horrible beeping machines I still would have known, the sterile smell would have given it away. I knew why I was here, I knew that Jacob was back, and I knew that he'd hit us with a truck. Upon everything else I also knew I was dying. I'd heard Carlisle say it in the operating room when they were working so hard to keep my heart pounding. It was then I knew why, if I was dying, they were working so hard. Carlisle wanted to give Edward a chance to say goodbye.

My heart was broken by this revelation, but I couldn't cry. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't cry. Tearless sobs had raked through my body when Edward walked through the door, only to have his dad tell him again the things I'd already concluded for myself. I longed to touch him, as he broke down in the waiting room. If only I could reach out and hold him one more time, tell him it would all be okay, to let him now that I was here and wasn't planning on going anywhere if I could help it. But I couldn't. So I settled for following him, his closeness some how did make me feel better, more whole I guess.

I followed him to the room the surgical staff had left my body in. Like Edward I had not seen myself after surgery. I had been too busy listening to everything Carlisle was telling everyone, after all he knew what was going on, I didn't.

Edward had stalled at the door, almost like something was keeping him from going in. After several minutes I knew he didn't really want to see me, I didn't know if I even wanted to see me.

"You can do it baby, I know you can." I whispered words of encouragement into his ear. "I'm here baby, and I love you." He smiled ever so slightly, and I hoped internally that it was because of me. It took him a few moments but he finally opened the door and went in.

What I saw when I followed him shocked even me. I mean I already looked dead, but I wasn't, I was right here. I just needed to figure out a way to get back to me. I followed Edward to my bedside to get a better look at myself. I was wrapped up tightly like a mummy, I knew it had to be painful, but here I was feeling no pain. My breathing was rhythmic with the ventilator letting me know I was not breathing on my own. I had to find a way to remedy that. If I could breath I could live. I wasn't a doctor and even I knew that.

I sat down in the chair across from Edward and watched him lovingly. He was absentmindedly running his hands through his hair like he does when he's nervous or upset. Tears were brimming in his eyes threatening to fall. But it wasn't any of this that made me make the biggest decision of my life. As he sat there, essentially a broken man, he prayed. It was so soft I wasn't sure I was hearing him right at first and as I moved closer to him there was no denying his words.

You have Tanya now, and I need Bella. She helped me in a time of my life I never thought I'd get over. She's my life and I can't live my life without her. And the twins, the twins can't grow up without their mom. I can't raise them alone. Emmett I'm sure is already blaming himself for this. All any of use want to do is protect her from the bad things life keeps throwing at her. For mom and dad it'll be like losing their own daughter. Charlie will die if he loses his baby girl. Please god, don't take my Bella.

He'd finish and start again. I had made my decision, one way or another, I would find a way to get back to my Edward. I had to.

Okay well I know it's been a while. To be honest, I had tried to write this chapter at least 5 times now and kept deleting everything I could come up with. It was so hard to write Edwards part in this. The girls and Emmett's parts came much easier. Anyways, hope you liked it.