Hello potential readers!

I'm so sorry I did not update last week... I've been in hospital for a few days and though I was home last Friday, I was too much in my own pain and fatigue to send anything. I'm still taking antibiotics and she be better in a week or two. Also, yesterday we were confirmed that my mom will need a biopsy. So, I'm pretty shaken and trying to get back to a semblance of normality, but it's hard. I'm scared and all, you know?

Here's your new chapter for today. Hope there's not too many mistakes, I did not have the heart to proof read. Hope you will understand and forgive me.

Enjoy

Kaya

Chapter 21

William visited Zoé's dreams that night, making them peaceful and calming. She knew he was there, near, but did not see much of him. He was just there, protecting her against the harsh memories of her father. She woke up at hearing the door to the room shut close softly. Something came to her notice first thing. Sylvie was not in bed with her. Panic spread through her with lightning speed. William came into view, rolling a breakfast trolley toward her.

-"Where's my baby?" She asked with fear in her voice

He just smiled reassuringly, holding his hand out to her and she rose up. He slowly guided her toward the other room and she heard giggles. Zoé closed her eyes, enjoying the sound of her little girl laughing. The door opened slowly and Edward appeared from the other side. Zoé entered, closely followed by William. Sylvie sat with Esme, Carlisle, Jasper, Alice, Bella and Nessie on a king size bed. Just then, she understood how much of a family she truly got in them. Sylvie was clapping her chubby hands as Carlisle made stuff disappear and reappear.

They all turned toward Zoé and, as she did the previous night, Sylvie held her arms out toward her mother. Zoé did not know if it was the influence of Nessie sending images to her baby that made her love her that much already, but she was comforted by her daughter's acceptance and affection. The young mother, though inexperienced, was more than happy to comply and play her role to the fullest. She carefully scooped her baby up into her arms and sat down, rocking her naturally.

-"She spent a very good night." Edward said, sitting beside Bella. "She did not dream once about the nasty people, as she calls them."

-"Well, that's very good." Zoé smiled, glad he was there to tell her that her baby did not have nightmares, but now wondering how nasty these people truly were to her child

-"You're going to be a good mother." Bella declared

-"She already is." William smiled and Zoé blushed for what felt like the hundredth time

-"Rosalie's going to go crazy over Sylvie." Nessie said

Zoé was surprised with that statement, Rosalie always was rather reluctant to anything that had to do with her.

-"Rose was crazy over me so…" Nessie began, but stopped herself mid sentence, biting her lip

Zoé noticed the others were glaring at the girl and she wondered why. Nessie looked down. What was wrong? But then, Zoé thought something was weird in what Nessie said. Rosalie could not be more than two or three years older than Nessie… Zoé took a look at Edward, trying to see for a sign as to what was going on. He was dead serious, looking back into her questioning eyes.

-"She has to know…she needs to know." The bronze haired boy declared to the rest of the assistance, his eyes never leaving hers

-"This was not the way I intended for her to know." William hissed

-"I'm sorry…" Nessie whimpered

-"Don't be, sweetie." Alice said lightly. "It was supposed to be this way, I've seen it."

Trying to understand, Zoé looked at each one of them. From the corner of her eye, she saw Jasper entering the room with the food from the other bedchamber of the large suite. She wondered though when he left, she did not even notice his absence. When had he gotten off that large bed? She should have felt it move a bit or something…

-"Before she hears the whole thing, I think both Zoé and Sylvie need to have some breakfast." He declared

Not really hungry but knowing she would need energy, just feeling it, Zoé began eating. Esme helped with feeding Sylvie who was overjoyed with her apple, scrambled eggs and milk. The young mother did not eat much, but enough to the doctor's satisfaction. They cleaned up and they all sat around Zoé. Finally, she would know the truth, or so she hoped.