Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, I own the plot. On with it…

Previously: "Bella, you were gone for three weeks. We were almost ready to label you comatose." Carlisle said, sadly.

An odd choking noise erupted in the room as I sat frozen. My eyes wandered for the source, and I saw Edward standing with his back to me. In the reflection, his face was that of a broken man.

BPOV

"Um, I think we should all go get something to eat." Dr. Cullen says after a few minutes of awkward silence. Everyone murmurs their agreements and slowly shuffle out of the room, leaving me and Edward alone.

I wait another few minutes, watching him stand by the door. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, just stares out the window. Finally, after what feels like eternity, I can't stand the silence.

"Say something, please," I beg shamelessly, my voice seeming to come from someone else. My voice breaks his trance and he turns toward me. It's then that I notice the tears streaming down Edward's face.

"Bella, oh God," He walked to the side of my bed and fell to his knees. Edward dropped his head into my lap and sobbed. I had never seen a man, or anyone really, that broke so thoroughly.

"Edward, please, please don't cry." I pulled him to my chest, running my fingers through his hair as he released all his pain and frustration.

We lay there for a few hours, at least, until finally his sobs quieted. Then, after another hour or so, Edward fell asleep, looking more calm and peaceful than I had ever seen him. The nurse, Rosalie, came in to check on me and tried to tell me that Edward had to leave. My heart rate spiked, so she dropped it and let Edward stay.

Soon after she left, I began to doze off to dreams of glowing emeralds, thunderous mountains, and raging oceans.

I stand on the edge of a cliff, the wind gusting all around me. Below lay the battling sea, lapping away at the rocks, and flowing from two strange green lights. Behind me thunder rocks the ground, growing ever closer. It suddenly strikes me that I must either jump or be pushed. Gazing out at the green lights, I gasp as they morph into a familiar pair of glowing eyes.

I slowly wake from the strange dream to a warm pair of arms wrapped around my waist. Behind me a hard, sculpted body molded itself to mine, making me feel blissfully perfect. I lay there for a few more minutes before being rudely interrupted by my bodily functions.

I tried to hold it back, squeezing my legs together and jiggling a little. A deep, sensuous chuckle rumbled through my body, soothing me while also upsetting my current situation.

"Oh go take a piss already, Bella." I felt the heat flood my body as his arm left my waist so I could rush to the bathroom.

Once my business was taken care of, I slowly walked back into my room. A sigh of relief rushed out of me, because I had honestly been nervous that Edward was only a figment of my imagination. Instead, he lay there, sprawled on my hospital bed, perfectly tossled and smiling at me with open arms. I rushed over and practically jumped on him, then had to hold still as a wave of dizziness and nausea passed over me.

"Easy, there, you just came out of a coma." He chuckled and squeezed me closer to him. "Though I'm happy you are excited to see me." His voice took on a note of sadness toward the end.

I looked up into Edward's eyes, hoping to not see the broken man that existed there last night. Luckily, he only seemed a shadow of that helplessness.

"Don't worry," I whispered while caressing his face. I watched as Edward's eyes brightened slightly and felt the stress lift from him, if only slightly.

"I'm sorry about last night, Bella. I had finally found you, and it seemed as though you were being torn from my grasp moments later. Now, you're back and part of me can't stop smiling while the other part tells me to walk away before you really do leave." Edward placed his hand over mine. "I don't know what to do anymore, Bella. I need you to tell me what to do."

I stared into his eyes, shocked and humbled that such a strong man cares so deeply for me.

"I won't tell you what to do, but I'll show you what I'm going to do." A look of confusion crosses his face as I lean closer to him. Our lips meet, gently, and his hands lodge into my hair. Our movements are slow at first, as I slide onto his lap and straddle him. I glide my hands all over Edward's torso, almost reverently, as his tongue strokes my lip for entrance. I immediately open for him, moaning as our tongues twine and dance, fighting for dominance.

Our passions grow, sending shocks of heat to my groin. As my need for friction grows, I start grinding into Edward, and I giggle when a growl rolls through his chest.

"You think you're funny, huh?" I nod and giggle some more. Suddenly I'm lying on my back as Edward pulls the hospital gown down my shoulders. I sigh contentedly as he trails wet, open mouthed kisses down my jaw, neck, shoulder, and collar bone, nipping slightly before sucking my nipple into his mouth.

I moan loudly and wrap my hand into his amber locks, holding him in place while his talented tongue works me over. Then, once my left breast was well taken care of, Edward moved his divine mouth to the right. I gasped for breath between embarrassing moans while my entire body wriggled in ecstasy.

Then, Edward started to slowly kiss and bite down my stomach while staring lustily into my eyes. I had never felt anything like this, not even the few times I had tried masturbating due to the lack of physical contact with men. As starbursts danced across my vision, I felt Edward drag the hospital gown ever farther down until it hovered just over my nether regions.

A moment hung of suspended anticipation, where Edward leaned down and gently pecked my lower abdomen. Then he slowly lifted the gown and-

"Hey Edward, you up yet!" Emmett bellowed as he busted into my hospital room.

"Fucking hell!" Edward swore as he covered my body with his own. "Next time knock on the damned door, Em!"

"Well, shit, I didn't know you were gonna be fucking her right here in the hospital, man. Geez, sorry." He chuckled before turning and leaving the room.

Edward and I lay there for a few moments more before I pushed him off and ran for the bathroom, barely holding the hospital gown to my body. I slammed the door and locked it as my skin began to prickle from the full body blush that now covered me from head to toe.

What the hell! I thought, before sliding to the floor and letting my head fall onto my knees. I can't believe I almost had sex, let alone in a hospital bed.

A/N: There you go, you impatient angels you. I know it's hard to wait, and I'm sorry I keep getting distracted, but thanks for sticking with me. I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint. Let me know what you thought. Until next time… Peace, Love, and Horses!