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Edward POV

Flames danced over the building of the abandoned warehouse as fear ripped through me. Amongst all the shouting, I had heard they found Onora, but according to the thoughts of the emergency personnel, she was badly hurt. The police wouldn't let me closer than the barricades as the firemen tried to contain the fire. I craned my neck trying to see Onora being pulled out of the building on a stretcher. Panic surged through me when I couldn't hear her thoughts.

I ran over to the ambulance just as they were loading her up and I took her in her injuries. Her left arm was broken, there were deeps cuts down both arms.

"Stab wounds in the right leg and chest. Pulse low and thready. Difficulty breathing Smoke inhalation. Blood loss." The EMT ran though her injuries and helped load her in the ambulance.

"Where are you taking her?" I asked before they closed the doors.

"Olympic Memorial Hospital," one EMT replied impatiently and closed the doors. I watched as the ambulance pulled away.

I ran back to my car that was still located back at Tessa's office so I could get to the hospital quickly. "Onora, please be okay."

Onora POV

There was so much noise when I opened my eyes, I could barely hear myself think. My vision was blurry at first, but I blinked until it finally cleared. I saw people in scrubs walking hurriedly around me.

"Doctor Mulder, to the ER. Dr. Mulder to the ER please!" a voice called over the intercom in a panic as more people rushed around. I realized I was in a hospital.

"Clear a path!" another voice shouted."We have a stabbing victim with multiple contusions, a broken arm and she's going into premature labor. We're losing both of them."

I looked and saw a bunch of nurses and what looked like a doctor grouped around the bed as they raced it down the corridor. It was getting closer and I didn't have time to get out of the way. I closed my eyes and braced for impact, but it never happened. I opened my eyes just as the nurses ran through me.

"What?" I exclaimed in confusion and behind me as the group continued with the bed. How could that have happened? I approached another nurse, "Excuse me..." I tried to grab her, but my hand went right through her. What is going on? What am I even doing here?

I heard more rushing feet and I looked down the hallway and gasped. "Edward! What are you doing here?" He stopped and looked right at me as if he had heard me. I smiled and reached out to grab his hand, but once again, my hand when right through his. Edward shook his head and continued down the tiled hallway. The other Cullens were not far behind. Now I was really confused. I began to follow them to see if I could find out what was going on.

I stopped when I found them huddled around another nurse."Right now there is not much I can give you," the nurse said holding up her hands as if protecting herself. "You'll just have to wait in the waiting room. The doctor will see you as soon as he can." Without another word, she turned around and headed toward the two wooden doors with "Trauma" written across them.

Carlisle faced the others, "She's right. There's not much they can tell us and they need to be focused on helping Onora."

Me? What is wrong with me?

Carlisle gestured to another room of to the side of the wooden doors, "All we can do is wait."

"Someone tell me why I'm in the hospital," I begged, wanting to understand what was going on. Suddenly, pain erupted in my chest and I remembered what had happened. Scott had stabbed me. No, he had tortured me. Am I dead? I can't be dead.

I followed the Cullens into the waiting room. Edward slammed down into a chair. Esme sat down next to Alice and held her. Rosalie leaned up against the wall, her arms folded at her chest. Emmet also leaned up against the wall, his hands in his pockets. Both wore angry scowls on their faces. Jasper was cowering in a chair, his head in his hands. Poor Jasper, the emotions of not only the Cullens, but everyone else in the hospital and the smell of blood must have been hard to ignore. Carlisle stood in the middle of the room as he watched everyone. All of them sported black eyes. My stomach clenched with guilt over what they were feeling and why they were in the hospital. They should be at home, not here struggling as they worry about me.

"Why didn't you see this Alice?" Edward demanded from across the room. It seemed strange to me that they were speaking in normal tones. Or maybe I can hear better in this state. Shrugged my shoulders. It didn't really matter.

Alice glared at him. "Don't you think I've been trying?" she retorted. "I haven't been able to see her future at all the last several months." She looked tired when she said it and leaned into Esme more.

"Why couldn't you have been there on time?" Rose challenged from her position against the wall. "If you had been there, then she wouldn't have been grabbed."

"Stop fighting," Esme ordered, her command almost resonating in the room. "This was no one's fault, We are here for Onora and that is all that matters."

They all looked away ashamed.

"Carlisle," Edward asked calmly this time, "Can't you use your credentials to get in and find out what's going on?"

Carlisle shook his head, "I don't have permissions at this hospital, I doubt they will let me in."

Edward growled his response.

"Well if the nurse can't tell you anything," I announced even though none of them could hear me, "then I will go and find out for myself."

I walked right through the doors into the trauma center and looked for the room where my body was being held.

"We need a crash cart in here," someone yelled and there was a flurry of activity as nurses ran into a room. I went into the room and I gasped when I saw myself lying on the table, covered in blood. I cried out as pain ripped through my chest again.

"We're losing her," the doctor called as he picked up the paddles from the cart someone had pushed next to the bed. "We've lost the baby, but we will not lose her."

I looked down at my stomach that was still round. Tears came to my eyes as it dawned on me. He killed my baby. I never even got to meet him. I never got to hold him. Why did this happen? I laid my hands on my stomach. If only I hadn't gone for a walk.

I looked back at my body as the doctor tried to resuscitate me. Maybe I should just die. I won't have to feel pain anymore. I won't have to worry about Scott or what people think about me. I could be with my baby. I could be at peace.

My mind filled with thoughts of the Cullens and I remembered when Esme showed me the pictures of the family. Another pang of guilt raged through me at the thought of leaving them, but I didn't know if I could handle any more pain. However, they had been with me since they found out what happened. They were there through the nightmares, the trials and the anxiety. They love me, even though... even though they know what was done to me. Can I really leave them?

I looked up as the doctor tried once more to restart my heart an more pain seared through my chest and I made my decision.

I can't leave them, they're my family. I felt a pull toward my body and I accepted it.

Edward POV

It had been four hours since we had all arrived at the hospital and they still hadn't told us anything. I spent that time pacing and playing with Onora's phone case. I found it on the sidewalk while looking for her. It was almost as if it was my last connection to her. The phone was history, but the case had survived. It was a one of kind case that was a birthday gift from Rose and Emmet the month before. It had "Mamma Mia" embossed on the back surrounded by the names of the songs from the movie along the border. Even though she had been apprehensive about the gift, she had loved it.

I looked around at the family that had remained. We had finally convinced Jasper to go hunting with Alice. The blood and emotions became too much for him.

"This wouldn't have happened if we had killed him," Emmet commented under his breath.

I growled at him. "As you've said countless times," I replied through gritted teeth. "We promised Onora we wouldn't do it.

Rose pushed herself off the wall. "You were the one that promised," she accused. "We were forced to go along with it."

I scowled deeper. The thing was, I agreed with them, but it was one of the many arguments Onora and I had over her safety.

Onora stood in front of the door, blocking the exit. I laughed at her vain attempt at keeping vampires from leaving the house. There were also other ways out of the house.

"Onora," I tried to reason with her, "This is the only sure way to make you safe."

"You can't go," She pleaded and crumbled in front of the door. "Scott took everything from me, I can't lose you too."

Emmet laughed arrogantly, "As if a cowardly human like him could beat us."

Onora shook her head and wiped tears from her eyes, "That's not what I meant." Her gaze fell over each of us. "You all told me how it felt killing someone. Jasper, you hated the fear you made people feel when you killed them." She stood back up and blocked the door again, "You all worked hard trying to control your thirst, killing Scott will ruin all that. Please don't let him take you away from me too."

I had no choice but to promise her after that. Esme and Carlisle agreed with her as well. Emmet and the others were upset I had conceded, but how could I not after she pleaded like that.

"Right now is not the time to fight," Esme warned from her seat next to Carlisle.

I nodded grudgingly and Rose and Emmet soon followed suit. Finally the doctor came in and we crowded around him asking questions. Carlisle held up his hands to silence us.

"What can you tell us," Carlisle asked the doctor who sighed in exhaustion.

"She's in critical condition," he finally replied after a few moments. "She was stabbed in the thigh which caused damage to her muscle, but we were able to repair it." "This is not easy to say."

"Will she be okay?" I asked anxiously. "Can we see her?" Carlisle glared at me.

The doctor shook his head, "She was also stabbed in the chest. The knife missed her heart...mostly... her heart was nicked and the knife punctured her lung. It went in at an angle instead of straight in." He ran his fingers through his hair, "Repairing the heart and lung is what took the longest. She inhaled a lot of smoke and is having difficulty breathing. Right now she is on oxygen. Her left arm is broken, but it is in a cast. We plan to keep her in a coma for the next 24 hours to see how she fares. She needs rest right now."

He sighed once more, but it was more out of sadness this time, "Unfortunately, we couldn't save the baby," he finally added. "We performed an emergency c-section, but the baby was stillborn. It seemed there was also significant trauma found around her abdomen."

"Can we see her?" I asked again.

"I'm sorry," he replied, "but the risk of infection is too high. We will re-examine allowing visitors in 24 hours. Now if you'll excuse me, I must get back to my patient." He turned and left the room without another word.

I faced Carlisle in anger, "Why is he refusing to let us see her?"

"He is the doctor," Carlisle replied. "She will need her rest and she'll need us all when she wakes up. Now would be a good time to catch up on hunting." He put his arm on my shoulder, "Especially you Edward, you've been lax about going to keep an eye on Onora."

I nearly growled at him, but held it in. I turned away, "How could you possibly suggest I leave her here alone."

Emmet grabbed me, "Come on Edward," he said as he pulled me away, "We can't do anything right now and we would all do with letting out some anger on a mountain lion or two."

"Esme will go back to the house and grab some of Onora's items so Onora has them when she wakes up," Carlisle promised, "I'll stay until you get back and try to get more out of the doctor."

I nodded and pulled my arm out of Emmet's grasp, "Fine, I will be back in precisely 24 hours." I began to leave the waiting room, "Come on Rose and Emmet, I need to find a mountain lion."

Over 24 hours had passed and they finally let me in to see her and I hated what state she was in. She was still in a medically induced coma since she wasn't breathing on her own yet. There was a tube down her throat that was pumping oxygen into her lungs. Her left arm was in a cast and her right thigh was in a splint to help the muscle heal. She had bandages up her right arm that covered the various cuts that had been inflicted on her. I couldn't see them, but there were also stitches just above her pelvic bone from the c-section and stitches on her chest from the stabbing. I thought if I could cry, I would have.

Alice and Emmet suggested we take her home and start her transformation into a vampire. I had never argued against something in my existence.

I grabbed her right hand and kissed it. I had made a promise to myself that she would never be hurt like that again.

"I promise Onora," I said as I caressed her face, "I will keep you safe." I knew I couldn't lose her. She made my existence worthwhile. I loved her and I never even told her. "When you wake up, I will tell you I love you. You just have to be okay."

I glanced up when Carlisle walked into the room. Right now, they were only allowing two people in the room at a time and the rest of the family let me visit first.

"Any updates," I asked solemnly even though I knew there hadn't been from the thoughts I had read from her doctors. But... there was always hope.

Carlisle shook his head. "Not since you last asked," He walked over to Onora's other side, "They're worried that she's not breathing on her own yet."

I nodded. There was more damage to her lungs than they originally thought. They hadn't realized she had inhaled so much smoke. I dropped her hand and turned away as I grabbed at my hair angrily, "How could this have happened? How could I let this happen?"

"Son," Carlisle called as he approached me," this was not your fault. I don't think any of us could have prevented this."

"We could have if we had killed him," I retorted, my temper not abated.

"You wouldn't have gone against Onora's wishes or even Esme's," He replied calmly. "You knew she was right, killing him would have caused you extreme guilt and it could have changed you. Onora accepts you for who and what you are, she's afraid that you wouldn't be able to."

I let out a large sigh. Onora did accept me and showed love despite me being a monster. She even made me agree that I wouldn't refer to myself as a monster as long as she didn't refer to herself in derogatory ways. It seemed to work for us.

"You can't blame yourself for this," Carlisle continued slowly. "She'll need your strength when she wakes up because we both know she'll blame herself."

"But why was she even outside?" I asked. In my opinion, that the was the main question. I knew I arrived early, so why were the doors locked.

I faced Carlisle and he had a grim expression. "I spoke to Tessa," he finally explained and seemed to be choosing his words carefully. "She said she got a call that there was an emergency and had to leave which left Onora outside and vulnerable to Scott. Tessa is heartbroken that this has happened."

I knew the only one that I could fairly blame was Scott, but he wasn't available to hurt at the moment so I blamed myself instead. "I should have been there for her," I commented sadly with a sigh. "If only I had arrived earlier."

"You can't blame yourself," Carlisle reasoned, "we all know whose fault it was." He put his hands on my shoulders, "Onora is going to need you to be strong when she wakes up. She'll need you lean on while she heals, both physically and emotionally."

He was right, I was just so afraid that she wouldn't be able to wake up; however, I wasn't going to leave her side until she did.

I was so ecstatic, Onora had finally begun breathing on her own so they were bringing her out of the coma. I fought with the nurses to be at her side when she woke up. I didn't want her to wake up in a strange place surrounded by people she didn't know. I watched the nurse inject her with medicine to bring her out of the coma. It took a few minutes, but a smile crossed my lips when her eyes struggled, but finally opened and I was looking into the blue eyes I loved.

Cerry: I am sorry my readers... I know some of you wanted Onora's baby to be okay so please forgive me. I hoped you enjoyed this chapter. Please review! Next chapter should be up soon.