If possible, this week was the most boring one I'd ever had.

Each morning I would wake up, after leaving Edward, to the annoying mint green walls of the hospital and know I would have to spend another day awake and away from him. Each morning I would be given a tasteless breakfast. Each morning I would have nothing to do. I would have nothing to do all day.

The thing that really worried me was that the all the doctors in the whole hospital had no idea what caused my coma, if you could call it that. I was just over sleeping by a lot more hours. I was sleeping more often generally, but it wasn't because I was ill, sick, or whatever. It was because I was trying to see Edward.

All my dreams had been him taking me to dinner, like last time, except, he explained everything. Absolutely everything. He told me he was a vampire, that he could read minds and that he didn't eat humans. This pleased me a fair bit. I didn't need to be eaten in my dreams, not just yet anyway. Each night though, he'd take me to dinner in Port Angeles and I'd order the pasta dish for 'shock'. He'd tell me everything, but each time I'd get an extra piece on information. Last night he just repeated the night before so I knew I had learnt all I could from him.

So, I was crazy. I had fallen completely and utterly in love with a dream. If no one found out, maybe I could write a book about it all. That is, if I didn't take it too far.

I would force myself to sleep, or at least close my eyes so I could see his face.

"Isabella."

My eyes flew open and I saw Dr. Jones and a nurse standing at the end of my bed.

"Please, I've told you to call me Bella. No one calls me Isabella."

He smiled a grim smile and continued. "Well Bella, we've been checking on you all week and nothing bad has happened, like before. It's Sunday today, and we're going to dismiss you. Your father's been anxious to have you back." Guilt overcame me. How was Charlie eating with me gone? What must he be thinking? "This is Miss. White, she'll help you get ready."

Miss. White was quite tall, pale, and had long, red hair that had been slung back into a pony tail. Her arms were muscled but they still looked sleek, like the rest of her body. There was a glint in her eyes I didn't miss. And her eyes, I thought I could see flecks of red in with the blue. I blinked and they disappeared. Mr. Jones left.

"Come now, Bella." She spoke with perfect pronunciation. Her tone was warm, but it scared me somewhat. "We need to get you ready. You father is waiting in at reception." She placed jeans, a t-shirt down and underwear on my bed.

I frowned slightly. She may have been a nurse but she seemed too friendly. "No, it's okay. I'll do it myself." I picked up the clothes. Something wasn't right.

"Honestly, I insist." He eyes danced, menacingly. She stepped towards me.

"It's quite alright. Thank you though." I leant back onto the bed, digging around for the alert button.

"Bella," I found it. I hung on her every word. Her eyes darted to my hand. They narrowed but were quickly replaced with a normal look. "I'll be outside if you need me." She left, shutting the door behind her.

It took me a moment to realise I was panting. My hand still clutched the alert button like it was a lifeline. My eyes shot around the room, trying to calm myself. I took a deep breath. I dropped the button, my hands were shaking.

"You okay in there, Bella?" Miss. White again. My heart picked up it's pace, she wasn't normal. Her voice was too friendly, like she wanted something from you.

"Yes, thank you." I was surprised my voice didn't shake when I spoke.

I slid off the bed, eying the room very carefully now. I finally realised where I'd seen the mint coloured walls before. In my dream, in the nurse's office when Edward carried me in. Edward…

I snapped myself out of my mental ogling and got changed. I was surprised everything fit me so well. Almost too well...

"Bella," I flinched. Her voice was so cold, even when it was trying to be warm. "Are you done in there?"

"Yes." She opened the door.

"Charlie is waiting for you."

I nodded and was thankful that I had already collected my things before she came in. I walked out of the door and noticed how close she followed me, how she kept breathing in deeply through her nose.

We got to the elevators, where I knew she would leave me, thank god. She was a creep. I pressed the button that would lead me down to Charlie. I wondered how she ever became a nurse.

"Isabella," I turned my head and saw her glaring at me, with the same glint in her eyes. I could definitely see pieces of red now. "Do not think that this will be our final meeting. We will meet again, you can count on that. I'll always be watching."

The elevator came. I stepped quickly in and pressed for the ground floor, my heart thudding in my ears. Her eyes never left mine and when the doors started to close, her eyes were a blood red.

I sank to the floor of the elevator, dropping my bag on the floor, sobbing into my knees. I wasn't just crying because a deranged woman had just sworn to stalk me. It wasn't just that. I was crying out everything. The fact that I'd never find anyone like Edward, ever and the fact that I'd just keep ending up in hospital because of it. The ache of my heart was pulling me under and I couldn't stop it.

The doors flew open and I saw Charlie out of my blurred eyes. He had a smile on his face and it instantly dropped when he saw me. I heard him whisper in between my sobs "Oh, Bella."

I remember walking shakily to the car, with Charlie helping me. I practically fell into the back seat and continued to sob. I must have fallen asleep in the cruiser but I was woken again. I slowly sat up, my eyes stinging from my tears.

"What happened, Bells?"

What should I have said to that? I wanted to say how crazy I was feeling. How I'd fallen in love with my mind and how I'd much rather stay sleeping than go out into the real world. I wanted to tell him about how a disturbed woman said she would stalk me after she'd only just met me. I jumped off a cliff for god's sake! Wasn't I allowed to cry?

It came out as a murmur "I don't know." I did know and he didn't need to at the present moment.

"C'mon, lets get you inside."

I remember being led inside to the house and getting covered in rain along the way. Charlie fumbled with the keys but we got in. I flopped down onto the sofa, my eyes glazing over with tears as I leant on my side. Charlie let out a sigh and pulled the throw onto me.

"It can only get better, Bells. Sleep now."

On one account, he was right. I would be able to see Edward now but if I knew what would have happened the next day, I would have burst into tears all over again.

A/N: VICTORIA'S BACK!
Yes, it's short but I didn't have much to say apart from introduce 'Vicky' back in because she's still going after Bella y'know. -tips hat-
As usual I have an Edward Chapter next, and I must say...It's looking good... I'm so evil!

Review and more delights will come your way!

Emma