Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer called me this morning. She wants to take me to lunch and discuss the cliffy problem, she apparently feels I have.. The nerve! *shakes head* That bitch!

Y'all and your reviews rocked once again. I got some good laughs out of you hating on me for the cliffy. *laughs* Once again, I will reply back when fanfuck gets off their asses and fixes the issue with replying through emails. So until then, just know that I appreciate you all so much for sending them and all your wonderful words.. *xoxo*

Now let's get on with the story, y'all have been waiting long enough aye? Blame the bipolar disorder and it's ability to knock me on my ass and keep me so far agitated that I can't think or write much at all, nor can I sit still long enough to do so..

Also, most of this was written by hand beforehand…

(EPOV)

"Did you just say, Emmett Swan?" I asked, sputtering. My eyes shifted, focusing on the back door, as Bella appeared, stepping out onto the patio with her hands filled with the prepped food.

"Yes, that's me, now can you please tell me what this is all about?" He demanded, impatience clear in his voice.

"Sorry, this is all a surprise to me as well. I'm trying to contact your mother, in the matter of my wife," I managed to choke out, Bella's eyes darting up to meet with mine.

Bella stood stock-still, and wide-eyed, clearly having heard my last words. She managed to sit the food down, before finding herself to the nearest seat, dazed. Slowly, she sank backwards into the chair, hands moved upwards to cover her slightly opened mouth. Tears brimmed in her eyes, making my heart ache for her.

I rushed over, and pulled Bella into my arms, rocking her back and forth, trying desperately to sooth her tears. It wasn't every day that you found out you have a whole different family.

"Ssssh, sweetheart," I said soothingly, Emmett Swan forgotten in that moment, as I ran my hands through her hair in comfort.

"What does your wife have to do with my mother?" Emmett asked, still impatient, but clearly confused.

In turn, I was fucking confused.

Didn't Emmett know he had a sister? Clearly not.

"Sorry, but my wife was formerly, Isabella Swan, mother, Renee Swan," I said, still trying to calm Bella, annoyed that Emmett wasn't catching on yet.

"She's who?" He shouted, then began to gasp for air.

Moments of silence passed, eventually the phone was pulled from Emmett's hand, and another voice echoed through the phone.

"Listen, I'm not sure who this is, but what have you said to my brother?" The voice demanded.

"I'm in search of Renee Swan, my wife's mother," I repeated. I still held Bella in my arms, trying to comfort her.

"My adoptive mother is in the hospital, and we clearly know nothing of a sister," he replied, curiosity in his voice.

"Her name is Isabella Cullen now, formerly Swan. It's of the most importance that she gets to meet her mother quickly." I spoke, full of hope, knowing this was Bella's mothers family, as well as, Bella's.

"Can I get your name sir?" I asked, wanting to know with whom I was speaking.

"Jasper Hale," he answered. "So let me get this straight, your wife is my adoptive mother's daughter? Am I correct?"

"Yes, that's correct," I replied back, getting a little annoyed that they were taking so long to give me information. I could still hear Emmett in the background, gasping, and sobbing.

"Okay, well I'm going to have to ask my mother about this, can we contact you back later this evening, once we've found out the truth from her?" Jasper asked, clearly never having heard about Bella, as well.

"That would fine, but please, do try to hurry about this. We'd like to be on a plane to wherever you are by nightfall." I retorted, trying to keep my impatience and anger in check.

"I will. If she is our sister, we want to know her, for her to see mom before she passes on, she's in pretty bad shape," he sighed, and I could hear the frown on his face.

"Thank you," I said, knowing that they were both being kind about this.

"No, thank you of informing us of a sister we have," he replied, a sigh escaped his lips.

Once we hung up the phone, I tended to an upset Bella. She needed my shoulder to lean on now, and I'd be damned if I wasn't going to be her rock when she needed me the most.

"So I have a brother?" Bella asked quietly, hurt clear in her voice.

"Yes, plus an adoptive brother, Jasper," I sighed, pulling her closer to my chest, as she wept.

"I must tell you, Bella, that if this turns out to be your mother, she's apparently in the hospital and pretty sick," my own tears leaving me, as my wife fell apart at the news.

Damn you all to hell, Charlie Swan, for making her miss out on being with her mother. For not allowing her to know her. You will fucking pay, you bastard! Fuck you for making my beautiful angel cry. I am coming for you…

I stood up, cradled Bella in my arms, as dinner was forgotten. I carried her inside. I laid us both on our sides across the overstuffed couch. Her back was against my chest, as I stroked her hair, making 'sshing' sounds, cooing in her ear how much I loved her, and laying soft kisses underneath her ear, after every time I had said it. The anger I felt for at Charlie left my body, as I calmed my beautiful angel.

What felt like hours later, the phone finally rang, waking me from my slumber. I hurriedly answered the phone, in hopes that it was Bella's brother calling back. Bella was still sleeping, and I really didn't want to wake her unless it was necessary.

"Edward Cullen, speaking," I answered in a sleep-induced voice.

"Yes, this is Emmett Swan calling you back," he replied, his voice filled with concern and pity.

"Listen, Emmett, my wife had a hard upbringing, yes, but she's become a strong woman because of it. Please, don't pity her, if you meet her," I pleaded, definitely knowing Bella would get upset if someone showed pity towards her.

"We visited our mother, and well, she told us about Isabella. Why she left and everything. I know she'd rather hear that stuff from our mother, so I won't say anything further," Emmett answered.

"Yes, it would best if she heard it from her mother's mouth. She's haunted with the reasons that her mother left, left her alone with that vile man." I retorted, agitated once again because of Charlie Swan.

"Well, we'd like to see you here in Phoenix, our mother is at Phoenix Memorial Hospital, room 408." Emmett replied.

"Good, I'll get the private jet prepared, and we'll be there shortly," I responded, anxious to get the jet in the air, and get my beloved to her mother.

"We can meet you at the airport if you wish," Emmett suggested. I think he's eager to meet his sister.

"That would be great actually. You can make a sign for us, or either send a picture so I can identify you when we arrive." I recommended.

"I can do that," Emmett answered.

"Well Emmett, I hate to cut this short, but I must wake your sister, my beautiful wife, and get the plans with the jet set up," I responded.

"Great, just call me back with the details, and we'll be sure to be at the airport when you arrive," he replied, his voice filled with eagerness.

"Will do, have a great day," I responded, before hanging up the phone.

I slipped out from behind my sleeping wife, and headed to my office, so I could get the jet set up for our departure. The pilot was always on call, so he knew to drop everything at once and come running at my beck and call.

Once the pilot was notified, I hurried down stairs to wake my princess. I gently shook her, brushing her hair out of her face.

"Sweetheart," I said softly, placing a trail of kisses up her neck.

"Mmmh," she moaned quietly.

"You must wake, princess, we need to get ready to leave," I whispered into her ear, and placed a tender kiss on her ear.

"I'm awake now, where are we going?" She questioned, trying to sit up, but quickly fell back into the couch.

"Are you alright?" I asked, concern filling the air between us. "Phoenix."

"Yeah, just a bit woozy there for a second," Bella said, slightly frowning.

"Are you sure? Because we can change our flight," I suggested, still with concern.

"Absolutely not! We are going. I need answers, Edward," Bella replied, her voice raising the entire time.

"Calm down, sweetheart, we'll get packed and leave soon," I answered, running my thumb over her cheek bone. They were swollen just a bit, her face still splattered with red spots from the crying earlier, and her color was off just a bit, paler than normal.

"Help me up then, I need to get things packed," she smiled softly at me.

"Alright, up we go," I said, smiled at my wife, and pulled her by her arm.

"Thank you," Bella said, as she steadied herself.

As she turned to walk away, I quickly pulled her back into my arms, hugging her closely to my body.

"I love you," I whispered into her ear, nibbling at the delicate flesh.

"I love you too," she spoke softly, giggling as I continued my assault on her ear.

"I just had to say that I love you before you went off to pack. Without a doubt, this is going to be a tough situation on you, and I hate seeing you upset. If we have a little one in there," I said, while patting her stomach gently. "We must be careful, love."

"It could be possible," Bella smiled, and patted my hand that was on her stomach.

"I really hope so, Isabella. You're going to be a wonderful mother," I smiled in return, still rubbing on her stomach.

"I know you're worried, and you should be. Whatever happens when we get there, I'm definitely going to need your support. I can't thank you enough for loving me, for marrying me, and possibly giving us a family," Bella replied in a loving tone, her smile was filled with tenderness, and her hand moved up to her stomach once again.

"Let's go get ready," I said, tugging her hand towards the stairs.

"Alright," she sighed, and I could tell how much this whole ordeal was bothering her.

"How about we take a nice vacation after all this is over with," I asked, knowing we both could use a vacation, and more time together. This could be the end for Renee, neither of us knew her situation yet. If something did happen to her, Bella would be crushed, and I needed her safe, even if that meant I'd be watching over her every second of the day.

I'm pretty sure, Bella is anxious to meet her brothers, along with her mom. I could only imagine how I would feel in this circumstances.

Once we finished packing, we hurried outside to our vehicle. I helped Bella in, and then made my way around the front of the car. We quickly sped off towards the jet, and Bella decided to call and let Rose know where we'd be.

Her phone call didn't last too long, so I supposed they both knew that Bella was in a zone right now. Seemingly on autopilot. My strong wife was about to face something hard, once again, in her life.

I called Emmett, letting him know that we had arrived at the airport, and that we would leave in 30 minutes. I gave him our flight details, arrival and departure times, so he would know exactly when we would arrive.

To be honest, I was kind of looking forward to meeting Emmett and Jasper. They both seemed like decent individuals on the phone, although at first, I could just feel the tension making its way through the lines. I needed more male friends. I wondered how old they were.

Once we were on board the plane, we took our seats beside one another, and held hands, just staring into one another's eyes. We lived inside a bubble, filled with so much love, that it would make a normal person nauseous, but I could care less how someone else felt about it.

Bella quickly dozed off to sleep after we were in the sky. I quietly watched her sleep the entire trip. When we finally arrived at the airport in Phoenix, I gently shook Bella awake.

"Wake up, sweetheart," I whispered into her ear.

"Mmmmh," Bella moaned, as I took the tip of my tongue and ran it over the outer shell of her ear.

"Wake up, sleeping beauty," I smiled against her ear, because that was exactly what she was, my sleeping beauty.

"I'm up," she mumbled, and squinted her eyes tightly together. Once she gained her bearings, she slowing opened her eyes, blinking repeatedly.

She was always stunning, but moments like this made her vulnerable and adorable.

"Are you ready to meet you brother?" I asked quietly.

"I'm scared to be honest," she sighed, her eyes darting towards the ground.

"Isabella Cullen, what have my mother and I told you about looking towards the ground? No one will be causing you to do that anymore, understood?" I sighed, knowing that I was overreacting just a little, since she was still trying to stop doing it and she's worried about meeting her family.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled, like a kid that just got their favorite toy taken away from them.

"No, I'm the one who is sorry, I shouldn't have said that, considering you're having a tough go right now," I frowned, raking my hand through my hair in frustration.

"It's alright, Edward. Don't sweat the small stuff, I know you didn't mean to sound the way that you did. This whole situation is stressful on you, as well, and I love you even more for wanting to protect me," she smiled slightly, and kissed my cheek.

"I love you, Isabella," I smiled, love shining bright in my eyes.

"I love you, too, Edward," she returned the smile, her thumb caressing my jowl.

After our talk, the plane began to descend, making us that much closer to Bella's family. I could feel the nerves coming off of her, I grabbed her hand in comfort, to support her, and I ran soothing circles on the tops of her hands with my thumbs.

"It's going to be okay, sweetheart," I whispered into her ear, placing a tiny kiss on the shell of her ear.

"You're safe, I won't let anything bad happen to you," I continued to whisper into her ear, in hopes that her nerves will cease a little bit.

"Well get through this just fine," I soothingly said, squeezing her fingers in my hand just a bit.

Once the plane was chartered on the runway, we waited for the pilot to announce our departure. As he came over the loud speaker, with the announcement, I gently raised the two of us to our feet. I grabbed the luggage overhead, and led us to the door. We made it down the steps without an issue. I guided Bella to the oversized door to the entrance of the terminal. We twisted and turned through the passengers, until we were at the baggage claim, where we were supposed to meet with Emmett and Jasper.

I pulled Bella closer to my side, squeezing her tightly, while I looked around to spot our company. Standing over by the corner was a very large man, a year or two younger than Bella, broad shoulders, muscled chest prominently out on display under his muscle shirt, and he stood around six-two. He was standing with a blonde headed man, who looked to be around 23 years old. He was tall and lanky, and he was holding the hand of a small lady. I could only assume this was Jasper, and the woman was perhaps his girlfriend or wife.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed the sign with our name on it. I gently pulled Bella's hand, and nodded in their direction, once she looked up to my face. Her breath caught in her throat, the moment she spotted them. I knew she was seeing herself in the guy, whom I assumed was Emmett. They shared the same hair color, and same face structure. Although the height was not the same, it was there, right in front of her.

After a few minutes, Bella had pulled herself together. She squared her shoulders, and softly pulled on my hand, notifying me, that she was ready. Bella had a small smile on her face, by the time we reached her family. Emmett looked at Bella in astonishment, no doubt seeing himself in his sister. His eyes became glassy, as he willed the tears away.

"Hello, I'm Edward Cullen, and this is my wife, Isabella," I said, knowing they had to earn the right to call her Bella.

Bella and I waited a couple moments, before they snapped out of their stupor.

"Uh, yeah, sorry. I'm Emmett Swan, my adoptive brother, Jasper Hale, and his wife, Hope.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all," I replied, Bella was still unable to talk, but she watched on in fascination.

Emmett stepped forward to shake my hand, and then stood in front of Bella, in a flash he had her in a bear hug.

"C-can't breathe, Emmett," she said, as her arms and legs flailed around. My instincts kicked in, and I immediately jerked her out of his arms. She stumbled on the ground just a bit, before I had her standing up right.

"Please, refrain yourself from doing that, Emmett, we could be expecting soon," I commented, letting my annoyance leak out.

"Oh, God! I'm so sorry, Isabella, I didn't know. The first thing in my mind was to hug you, hold you close, and try to get you to forgive me for not knowing before now, please don't go," he pleaded, not wanting us to leave.

"It's okay, Emmett, I understand. Don't worry, we aren't going anywhere. I'm here to see my mother, get answers, and possibly spend some time with my brothers," she said shyly, her eyes darting towards the floor, as she blushed.

I gently lifted her face, by her chin, and 'tsked' her.

"Hi, Isabella, I'm your adoptive brother, Jasper, and this is my wife, Hope. We've been married for a year now. Your mom and step dad, adopted me when I was four. Your step dad died a few years back, and your mothers cancer has returned full force," Jasper said, starting a conversation with Bella, as Emmett stood off to the side and watched, still in shock.

"It's nice to meet you, Jasper, Hope, I look forward to getting to know all of you better in my time here. Medical bills, do they need taken care? Is the hospital nice? Does she need anything to make her more comfortable?" Bella choked out questions left and right.

"The hospital is nice, she has all the things she needs to make her comfortable, and the medical bills are a different story. We're doing the best we can, we all three had to drop out of college to look after her, because the money wasn't coming in. We were in our final year, but it just got to be too much. Bills are eating away at us," Jasper sighed, scratching the back of his neck, as his face turned pink.

"It's alright, we'll take care of all the bills, we'll discuss the three of you getting back in college, as well." I spoke, knowing that Bella would suggest this as well.

"We can't ask you to do that," Emmett replied, apparently hard for him or the others to accept our help.

"We will help! This is my mother too. You have had her all your lives, and I didn't get that opportunity, so please, allow me to help. I've made a shitload of money over the past several years, and I'm in the position to do this," Bella spoke in anger, calming down by the end of her words.

"Alright," Emmett conceded.

"Shall we get out of here and get something to eat, before you visit mom? We have a couple of hours before visiting hours," Jasper suggested.

"That would be perfect," I smiled, wrapping my arm around Bella's slender waist, and walking us towards the exit.

Once our luggage was stored in the boot of Emmett's car, Jasper and Hope hopped in their car, as we settled in with Emmett. The guys definitely needed new cars, these were junk, but I wouldn't tell them that.

I told Emmett to take us to the best steakhouse, Bella was apparently starving for steak. He flipped his phone open, giving Jasper a location, while I held Bella in the back seat. She was so gorgeous, it didn't matter the time of day or night.

As we arrived at the steakhouse, we all unloaded, and made our way in the front entrance.

The hostess stood at the podium, with her head down, which was annoying. I cleared my throat, trying to get her attention. Once she heard me clear my throat, her eyes shot up, and became very wide. She looked like a skunk that had been run over.

I, once again, cleared my throat, in hopes that she would do her fucking job.

"Table for five, please," I said in a gruff voice, highly annoyed at the bitch.

"Oh, yes, right this way, please," she said, as Bella giggled and squeezed my hand.

Once we were all seated, the waiter arrived at our table. I told everyone to order what they wanted, no expense spared. After our order was placed, everyone began to ask questions.

"So what is it that you do, Isabella?" Hope asked, her demeanor was shy, but full of energy. She probably just had to get to know someone before she talked much.

"I started 'Firefly' with two college friends, but I just sold my half of the company to Edward's mom," Bella smiled widely, as Hope let out a squeal, causing Jasper to look at her stunned.

"Oh my God! I love your stuff," Hope squealed excitedly.

"I'll make sure to get you some products," Bella winked, still smiling. I knew she was damn proud of that company, making it as successful as she did.

"Why did you sell out?" Jasper asked, clearly intrigued.

"Well, Edward and I just got married the other day, in Vegas. We meet a little over a week ago, fell in love and got married several days into our relationship. He's perfect, and I knew the minute that we met, that we would be married, either quickly or waiting, but it would happen. I just couldn't see waiting," Bella smiled, running her thumb across my cheek. "So, of course, we could be expecting now, so I decided that with my past, I wanted to be able to be a full time mother, something I never had."

They all frowned.

"You never had a mother?" Emmett asked quietly, pain in his eyes.

"No," she sighed, tears springing up in her eyes. "I might as well tell you all what I went through."

So the story began, everyone had tears in their eyes, and the boys were ready to hunt Charlie down. Once she finished telling her story, they all immediately got up and engulfed her into a hug. The whole time, Emmett chanted, "why her," over and over again.

"It's alright, Emmett, I will find him and take care of him," I said, squeezing his hand.

"What were you going to school to be?" I asked, curious to see what they wanted to do with their lives.

"Well, I'm doing Veterinarian school," Emmett said proudly.

"Wow, that's nice." I grinned, just picturing Emmett with his hand up a horses ass, I might have snickered at that image.

"I'm doing courses for an Animal Behaviorist," Jasper said, as I quirked my eyebrow.

"That's an interesting course," Bella said, clearly happy with her brothers.

"And you, Hope?" Bella asked, I could see these two becoming good friends.

"I was a double major. Education and Humane Educator," Hope smiled. This proved that they all loved animals, which only fueled my dream of a life on a ranch somewhere, later on in the future.

"You all sound like you love animals," I joked, knowing they would, otherwise, why take the courses.

"Yeah, we all thought since we loved animals so much, why not go to school for it, and later, after school, we could go into business together," Emmett said, shrugging his shoulders.

"So how did you and Hope meet, Jasper?" Bella asked, still curious.

"We've known each other since we were five, and we started dating when we were fourteen, and the rest is history," Jasper laughed. You could see the love he had for Hope in his eyes; they were just as bad as, Bella and me.

"That's really sweet," Bella said, smiling brightly at her adoptive brother.

Our food arrived, at that moment, and we all settled back to eat. You could tell exactly who was blood related at the table, between Bella and Emmett, I didn't know who was putting away more food.

Small talk was made amongst the table, but clearly, everyone's focus was on the food alone. My hand laid upon Bella's thigh the entire time, it was like I had to touch her, for her to know that she would always be alright.

Once we were finished eating, the waiter appeared, and I handed him my black credit card. Bella's family continued to ask questions and suggested a few things to do before visiting hours.

Bella asked if we could just ride around, take in the sights, because she wasn't feeling too well. I swear, as soon as we get back to Chicago, she's getting checked.

They drove us to Tempe Town Lake, which was very nice. They drove us through Downtown Phoenix, to the Blue Spire, and we visited Canyon Lake, which was absolutely gorgeous.

After promising to show us around more later on, we headed towards the hospital. The guys promised to give Bella some time alone with their mother, as much as she needed, and Bella quickly agreed.

"Will you take care of the bills for her stay and anything else that needs to be paid for, then come find me?" Bella asked, her voice so small.

"If that's what you want, princess," I smiled, and pulled her closer to me, running my thumb along her neck.

Once we arrived at the hospital, Bella's hold on my hand got tighter, and her body was shaking with nerves. When it came time to get out of the vehicle, she refused to let my hand go.

"Sweetheart, you can grab my hand the minute you're out of the car," I said, soothingly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was doing it," she frowned, trying to shake her head back and forth.

"You can do this, princess. You're the strongest woman I know," I replied, helping her step out of the car.

"Let's go," Bella sighed, grabbing my hand once again. I squeezed it three times, which she knew meant, 'I love you.'

We entered the hospital, and went straight to billing. On the way in, Bella told me she couldn't go alone, that I needed to be there when she went in, or she'd break down, being unprepared for what her mother would look like. I agreed, so we decided to take care of the bills first, and made sure they billed us for everything else in the future.

Once everything was settled there, we headed up to room 408. Bella still shook from her nerves, which worried me. She didn't need this stress regardless if she was, in fact, pregnant or not.

We stood in front of the 408 door, while Bella prepared herself for what was about to happen.

With a slight knock on the door, and a faint 'hello,' we entered Renee's room. At first glance, it was a normal room. White walls, curtains opened, allowing the sun to shine, brightly through the large windows.

As we stepped around the corner, into her room, Renee laid helplessly in the bed. Her hair completely gone, her face looked aged. IV's were running to the needle in her arm. There was an oxygen tank behind her bed, the cords running beneath her nose.

"M-o-o-om," Bella stuttered, I could hear the pain in her voice; she was tortured by this image.

"Please sit, my child," Renee whispered, her voice weak.

"Why?" Bella questioned, as she broke out into sobs.

Author's Notes:

Thank you to my dear, and lovely friend, Cullen Confection for doing all that hard word, being a super beta. You rock my friend!

If you haven't read her story, Boys of Fall, it's a must, you'll absolutely adore her when you finished all the updated chapter, and will be begging for more!

Boys Of Fall by Cullen Confection - .net/s/6507291/1/

Minerva77, thanks for pre-reading. You're the greatest friend anyone can could have.

Bridges updated once more, this time in Charlie's POV. It's amazing.. Remove the space.

Bridges by Savory - http : /www . fanfiction . net/s/6372679/1/Bridges