BPOV

I woke up to a cool hand on my forehead.

I opened my eyes to Edward's golden worried ones. "Are you okay, Bella?" he asked. There was concern across his beautiful face.

"Yep." I said. "What happened?"

"You passed out. Why didn't you tell us you weren't feeling good?" He asked.

"She never does. Dr. Westing said that that is what is going to be the death of her." Diana said, running in the room. "I was worried, Bella." She said quietly.

"I'll be fine, Di." I said.

"But you are so sick! You passed out! That is one of the worse stages you could be in!" she exclaimed, her worried eyes baring into mine.

"I am okay. How long was I out?" I asked.

"Almost a day." She said. Then she got up and ran out of the room.

"Bella?" Edward asked.

I looked at him. "I am sorry." I whispered.

"For what?" He asked confused.

"For thinking of giving up. You guys all seemed upset, last I can recall." I said.

"As long as you are okay, I am fine." Edward promised. "You have nothing to be sorry for. I have a surprise for you." He said.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "What?" I asked suspiciously.

He laughed. "Well, Carlisle set it up, but everyday, starting tomorrow, one of your teachers is going to come down here and give you your exam so that you can graduate."

My eyes widened in shock. "Really?" I asked, shocked.

He nodded. "The students don't know about the cancer, but your teachers do. They agreed in a heartbeat." he smiled at my obvious excitement.

"Thank you!" I exclaimed and threw my arms around him.

"Anytime, love. You don't let me do much for you, I am glad I could do this." He said.

Carlisle came in. "Diana said you were up. How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Great!" I exclaimed. "Thanks Dad!" I was bouncing.

Carlisle looked confused. "Calm down, it isn't good for you to be moving this much." He chastened lightly, "And for what?"

"The exams?" I said.

"Oh, your welcome, sweetheart." he said. "Do you feel sick?" He asked.

I did a mental inventory. I had listened and stopped bouncing. My stomach was slightly queasy, I knew it would be pointless to eat. I had a slight headache, but I was used to those. My leg muscles were sore, which normally happened when you start getting sick again. Your muscles start getting sore and kind of rubbery.

"I am slightly queasy. The edge of a headache. Legs are sore." I told him.

Edward looked worried. "Relax, Edward. I am fine. Don't worry about me. That happens when I am not sick too." I told him, which was a half truth. The headache did, and sometimes the queasiness. But the sore muscles? They were bad. Carlisle knew it too, because he gave me a pointed look.

"Your muscles are sore. That is NOT good." Edward said.

"What part of cancer has ever been good, Edward?" I asked, rhetorically.

"Bella!" Charlie said, walking into the room. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" He was worried, which didn't surprise me. The fact that he was here though, did. He was never came to the hospital. Even last year when I had gotten as bad as I did after Edward had left, he hadn't been up here to visit.

"Yeah, I am fine. What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"You are sick. What wouldn't I be doing here?" he asked, confused.

"You never visited before." I muttered so quietly that he couldn't hear, but I know Carlisle and Edward did. Louder, I said, "I don't know. You have work."

"I do have to get back, but I took today off to visit you. I called Renee but her and Phil are on vacation." He said apologetically. Of course they are. Leave it to my mom to plan a vacation when I could possibly be dying. Go figure.

"Well, Charlie, I have some work I need to do on Bella, so you might want to step out." Carlisle said. Charlie hurried out of the room.

Esme slipped in then. Carlisle quickly shut the door and all three turned to look at me with weird expressions on their faces. "What?" I demanded.

Esme broke the silence. "Your mom is taking a vacation instead of being here with you for what could possibly be your last days?"

"And your dad can't leave work long enough to stay here with you?" Carlisle asked.

I snorted. "That is a plus. This is the first time he has come to visit me. I mean, when I first started coming back here, Charlie insisted on driving me. He dropped me off and left. Things havent been the same with them since I got sick."

"You sound like you don't care." Carlisle said, confused.

"Sound." I said, "Is the key word. But I learned quite a long time ago that getting upset is pointless, because it doesn't change anything."

"Wait," Edward said, his eyes widened in anger and worry, and something else that I couldn't exactly place. "When you were here, almost dead last year because we left," He took a deep breath. "You were by yourself?"

I nodded. "Well…. I had the others. Max and Alex are like my brothers and the little kids know how to cheer me up, and Jacob was here when he could be too…" I trailed off.

"Jacob knew?" Edward asked, hurt.

"He knew since I was diagnosed. Billy is Charlie's best friend, remember? I asked him not to say anything, and when he was a wolf and knew about your mind reading, I asked him not to think about it either. Sorry." I said, and I truly was.

"It's okay, I guess he could have found out from Leah too." He pointed out. I nodded.

"Bella," Carlisle asked, he sounded strange. "Do you need anything to eat?"

I shook my head. "I wouldn't be able to keep it down."

He nodded. "Okay. You will be fine." He said, sounding like he was trying to assure himself of that fact instead of me.

"I know." I said with a forced grin. Because I knew the extent. I knew that I was not far from getting as bad as Max. Because I was in the position he was a week before he died. And I still had two weeks left to go.

EPOV

I felt absolutely horrible. Not only had our leaving caused Bella to get sick again, but her parents barely cared about how sick she was. Her parents worried about her, but weren't there to make sure she was alright. Carlisle and Esme were upset too.

No wonder she was scared to tell us, if that is how her own parents react. Carlisle thought.

I can't believe any parents could be that mean! Esme exclaimed in her head. I nodded grimly to her.

Carlisle and Esme left, and Bella and I sat there in silence. Not awkward silence, but comfortable silence.

"Edward," She asked hesitantly.

"Yes, love?" I asked.

"If I got bad enough… that I would die," She asked, "Would you change me? I know you are against it, but I need to know." she said. "You are the person I would want to change me. You know that."

I hesitated. I had been considering it. I needed her too much to let her die. "Though it is extremely selfish, if you wanted it and were about to die, I would. In a heartbeat."

She smiled. "Okay. If I get that bad…. Do it. I don't care if you think it is selfish, because it isn't."

I was still uneasy. What if she didn't want me once she had eternity to search for someone better? She was studying me. "What is it?" She asked, curiously.

"Nothing." I said, with a forced smile.

She narrowed her eyes. "There is something. Tell me." she said.

"It's nothing, Bella." I told her.

"It's something. What is wrong?" She demanded.

"I was… worried… scared….wondering… if…." I trailed off.

"What?" She asked.

"If you would still want me once you were immortal." I said, and looked down.

She pulled my face up to look at her. "Edward." she said. "I only want to be changed for you. I love you. Do you really think that if I was changed, I would leave? That I don't love you?" she asked. "If I wanted to be changed that bad, I could have asked Dr. Westing to do it. But I want you to because I love you. I want you to be the one to change me because…" she trailed off.

"Why?" I asked.

"If you changed me, I would know that you wouldn't leave again. That you really love me and want to be with me for eternity." she whispered.

"Bella," I sighed. "Of course I do. But I would cause you pain. The change hurts. And it would be my fault. And there wouldn't be anything I could do." I said.

"It wouldn't matter because I would be with you forever." she said. "Now that we both got our insecurities out of the way, I think I might be able to keep something down. You want to go get Carlisle? I want to see what he thinks I should eat."

"Okay, love. I will be back shortly." I said, and left.

Okay, another chapter done! I have spring break this week! YAY! I am soo happy, I hate getting up early! Happy belated Easter!