It's Thursday again? Wow! Time flies when you're constantly getting hit by snow storms.

This is a lot of Bella and Jaden this time around. Be warned, you might need a tissue, and you might need to check your insulin because sometimes this kid is so damn sweet it's enough to cause diabetic symptoms and tooth decay. ;)

As always, I tip my hat to the prowess and awesomeness that is Minna and Katmom. They are my dream team and I'm ever so thankful for them, even when they tell me I don't make sense...because they're usually right. Bella

Jaden knew something was up. As hard as we tried to hide it, the kid was entirely too intuitive. Mind you, he really only expressed his suspicion after the touchdown-worthy dance he did when we asked if he'd like to stay over.

"Can Fred sleep with me?" he asked as he bounced up and down on his tiptoes, waving his arms over his head like one of those novelty inflatable waving arms guys you see at used car lots.

"Sure," I replied, laughing, "if he wants to."

He pulled his arms down and began doing the cabbage patch. "Oh, he'll waaaant to, he'll waaaant to," he was singing as he danced around us, inciting tearful howls of laughter from Edward and me.

Edward's phone rang, prompting him to step away to take the call. Jaden leapt back onto the couch and leaned against me. "Seriously, though, Miss Bella, why am I staying here? Is something wrong?"

Edward rushed in before I could answer. "That was Alice. She's spending the night too. I'm going to go pick her up, grab some PJs for Jaden and I'll be back." He moved over to Jaden. "Is there something in particular that you want me to grab?"

The little guy thought for a moment before he answered. "Yes, please. I want my blue Spongebob pajamas. Not the red or the yellow, but the blue ones. I would like my quilt, my stuffed beaver, my toothbrush, my Harry Potter book, my killer bunny slippers, and I want you to tell me what's really going on."

I sighed. "I'll try to explain what I can while Edward is gone. Is there anything else?"

"More cranberry juice. I need to drink lots of cranberry juice to keep my pee healthy."

"I have some here already, but I can pick up more when I'm out. Any particular kind that you like best?"

"Grape, please."

Edward typed in Jaden's list of requests then read it out to ensure he had everything before he kissed us both and headed out the door. No sooner than it had closed Jaden turned to me. "Spill it, Miss Bella. I know I'm a kid and I look and act dumb sometimes, but I see and hear more than you know."

What the…man, this kid is just too much! "Have you noticed anything different at home lately?"

He pondered my question momentarily before frowning. "Yes. Miss Rosie has been sad, sleepy and quiet since her big graduation day. I was worried about her, but Mr. Emmett told me that she would be okay. Did he lie?"

"No, sweetheart, he didn't. Miss Rosie is going to be okay, but she needs some time. You know how you see Mr. Scott and how he is trying to help you?"

He nodded.

"Well, Zafrina is going to try to help Miss Rosie talk about some things that are bothering her."

Jaden's bottom lip quivered. "Did I make her sad, Miss Bella? You can tell me the truth."

I gasped at his question before I pulled him into my lap. "No, sweetie, it's not you at all. In fact, you make her incredibly happy. I don't know exactly what caused Miss Rosie to be so sad and upset right now, and really, I don't think that's the important thing. What you need to know most is that she's trying to get better and be at her very best for you, so she needs to deal with…with…" I wasn't sure how to word it.

"Deal with her sads?" he offered.

"Yes, that's it exactly. She's going to deal with her sads to get better for you, for Mr. Emmett, and most importantly, for herself."

"How can I help her?"

"You can love her. Be kind to her. Make sure she knows that we all care about her no matter what."

"I can do that."

I smiled at him. "You're already doing it. So, what do you want to do while we wait for them to come back?"

"Can I see some pictures of Emma?"

The air was sucked out of my lungs when I processed his request. I was expecting him to ask to play Wii or watch a movie or play cards. I never expected him to want to see pictures of Emma.

"Y…yes, of course." I got up and walked over to the bookcase across the room, where I pulled out several photo albums. He was smiling at me as I sat back down. "So, um…" I pulled the first one out of the pile, "let's start at the beginning."

Jaden marveled over the enigma that was Emma. His comments ranged from awe to giggles, and then melancholy as we neared the end of the final album and I told him about the accident. It was hard to see them, I won't lie, but it almost felt a little easier when I was retelling the stories to Jaden. He was so engaged by them, had such an interesting take on things that it was like seeing my baby girl's life through new eyes. I marveled at how emotional he was when I closed the last album.

"Are you okay, Jaden?" I asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.

He looked up at me, his eyes wet. "It's just so sad, Miss Bella. Everyone was so happy, even your mom and dad, and everyone loved them so much and then…then they're just gone. I guess it's kinda like me—I lost my baby brother, my mommy and my daddy and I was hurt and in the hospital. Then Mr. Emmett came and like you, he made me better."

Hmm…I had never thought of our lives having such incredible parallels. "I suppose you're right."

"Does it get better?" he asked softly.

"What's that?"

"Do the sads ever go away? Will it ever stop hurting?"

I smiled down at him lovingly. "Yes, sweetheart, it does get better. It never goes away completely, even if you try to hide from it, but it does get easier to think of them and want to smile instead of feeling like you have to cry.

"I tried to hide from it; I didn't want to talk about what happened and I spent four very sad and sometimes lonely years hiding. If I had just confronted my pain and my sads back then, I would have found happiness sooner."

He nodded. "I'm not ready yet."

"That's okay, sweetheart, it's still very early. Sometimes it takes a while. You know that you can talk to me about anything, right?"

I got a smile from him then, and I knew we were about to make some progress.

"Yes, Miss Bella. You understand me better than anyone. You understand just how sad it can be. I promise I'll talk to you about it when I'm ready."

My eyes filled with tears as I rested my cheek on his head. "Thank you, Jaden."

"What for?"

"For trusting me."

"Oh." He was quiet for a moment. "Miss Bella?"

"Yes?"

He moved over to crawl onto my lap. "Will Mr. Emmett ever look at me the way he looked at Emma? Do you think he can love me?"

God, this child was going to destroy me. "Yes I do. He already does."

"But," he sighed, "I'm not family. Not really."

"Do you want to be part of our family?"

He nodded, his eyes glowing. "I DO! If I can't have my mommy and daddy, I can't think of a better family to have. I'd like to stay with Mr. Emmett and Miss Rosie, I want to be a Cullen or a Swan or a Hale—no, wait, I don't want the same name as nasty Mama Hale."

I started to laugh, but his stare stopped me mid-chuckle. "I'm serious, Miss Bella, Mama Hale is pure evil. She's like Voldemort, or even worse, she's like…the devil. What did Mr. Emmett call her the other night when he thought I was asleep?" he paused, tapping his index finger on his chin as he was deep in thought, "Mama Hale is a bitch on wheels with a stick up her ass."

He stopped, clapped his hands over his mouth and gasped. "Oops!" His big blue eyes grew even larger, "I didn't mean to cuss like that. Please don't tell anyone."

Mental note to self: remind Emmett to watch his cursing; Jaden doesn't miss a thing. "I promise I won't say a word. And you're right, you know. She IS all of those things."

We sat in comfortable silence for a few moments. I realized this was his way of letting me know he was done talking for now. I turned on the TV, not wanting to overwhelm him—we'd had a pretty heavy discussion. The silence was soon broken when my phone rang a few minutes later; Edward had started making supper but hadn't finished. He gave me the instructions and said that he and Alice would be home shortly.

I left Jaden in the thralls of Phinneas and Ferb on the Disney channel and went to finish the mac and cheese. All I really had to do was turn on the oven and mix the crumbly topping. As soon as it was in the oven, I moved over to look at my whiteboard to plan the rest of the week.

What day is it? Saturday? Okay, I have a meeting with Irina on Monday, an appointment with Dr. King on Tuesday…

Jaden

I heard a loud noise in the kitchen and then nothing.

"Miss Bella? Miss Bella?"

When she didn't answer me, I got up and walked out to the kitchen to see what was going on. "MISS BELLA!" I screamed when I found her on the floor, not moving. She was white as a ghost and her eyes were wide open. I moved over and shook her a little. "Miss Bella? Please wake up! I'm scared."

Her eyes fluttered and she groaned. "Edward."

"Mr. Edward isn't here, Miss Bella. I'm scared. What do I do?"

"Phone. Edward."

I got up and ran out to get her phone. She was asleep when I came back and wouldn't wake up. "Miss Bella? Please wake up again. I don't know Mr. Edward's number!" Wait, he just called her, didn't he? I pushed some buttons on her phone and saw Mr. Edward's name, so I pushed the another one and hoped I had the right one.

"Bella?"

Oh thank goodness it worked! "Mr. Edward! Miss Bella fell down! She won't wake up and I'm scared. I don't know what to do!"

I heard a weird screeching noise on the phone before Miss Alice started speaking. "Jaden? It's Miss Alice. What is Miss Bella doing? Is she shaking?"

"No, she's asleep or her brain had a hiccup or something. I don't know what to do!" I started to cry.

"Calm down, sweetie. We'll be there in a few minutes. Until we get there I need you to stay calm so you can help her. Can you get a blanket from the couch?"

"Yes. I'll get it. Then what?"

"Is Miss Bella lying on her back?"

"Yes," I said as I grabbed the blanket off the couch and ran back into the kitchen.

"You need to gently roll her onto her side and try not to move her head too much. Do you think you can do that?"

I looked at my stupid cast, afraid that I wouldn't be able to do it. But I had to. Miss Bella needed me. "Yeah. I need to put the phone down for a minute."

I tried to roll Miss Bella over onto her side and she groaned. I hoped that I hadn't hurt her too badly. "I'm sorry, Miss Bella."

I covered her with the blanket and picked up the phone. "Okay, I did it."

Miss Alice let out a big breath. "You're awesome, Jaden. Now, what is she doing?"

I looked at Miss Bella. "She's moaning. I think I hurt her. I didn't mean to."

"Sh, sweetie, don't cry. Miss Bella will be okay. It's very important to keep her on her side and keep her calm in case she wakes up. Can you talk to her in a quiet voice?"

"Can I sing to her instead? I don't know what to talk about."

"Yes, sweetie, I think singing would be a better idea. Set the phone down and sing until we get there. We won't be long."

"Please hurry, I'm scared."

I set down the phone and started to sing all the songs Mommy used to sing when I was sick or scared. Miss Bella opened her eyes after a little while and reached her hand out to me. I held it and kept on singing until I heard the door open and Mr. Edward and Miss Alice rushed in.

Miss Alice sat beside me and tried to get me to move, but I couldn't leave Miss Bella. I was scared that something was going to happen. I didn't want her to die like my mommy did.

"Just for a second, Jaden. Mr. Edward needs to help Miss Bella; he needs to pick her up and take her to the bed so he can help her. As soon as he's done, we can all go lie down with her."

I let her help me to my feet and lead me to the couch where she hugged me hard as she cried. "You are such a smart and brave boy, Jaden. You handled that so well. I'm so proud of you. You're a hero."

I cried loudly as it all came crashing down on me. I sobbed and snotted all over her pretty shirt and I could feel Sunnybubbles kicking at me, probably telling me to stop crying on her mommy.

Mr. Edward carried Miss Bella to the bedroom and asked Miss Alice to turn off the oven and take out supper as he passed by. He smiled at me. "Thank you, Jaden."

Miss Alice ran her fingers through my hair. "Miss Bella will be okay, sweetie. She just needs to rest right now. Let's get dinner out of the oven and have a bite to eat. Does that sound good to you?"

"I'm not really hungry." I wasn't. I felt icky.

"I bet you'll change your mind when you see what Mr. Edward made. I don't know about you, but I'm famished and Sunnybubbles is poking at me; she loves mac and cheese."

I rolled my eyes at her. How foolish did she think I was? "Babies don't eat mac and cheese, Miss Alice."

I got up and helped pull her off the couch. Her belly made it hard for her to move around, and she especially had trouble standing up.

"I'll explain it to you, kiddo. Come on."

Miss Alice explained to me that technically the baby ate the same food that she did, even though the baby wasn't chewing the food. I was still confused, but I laughed when she told me that Sunnybubbles loved to eat tacos. I had the funniest vision of a baby munching on tacos in Miss Alice's belly.

"Feeling better?" she asked as she dished up some ooey gooey macaroni.

"A little."

"Think you can try to eat a few bites?"

I nodded.

Miss Alice sat beside me as we ate and I told her about my day, leaving out the part where I cursed. She told me about doing work in the baby's room with Missus Esme. I was excited to go to her house to see it; it sounded awesome.

Eventually, Mr. Edward came out and sat beside me, ruffling my hair. "Thank you for helping Miss Bella, buddy. I owe you BIG TIME."

"Is she okay?" I asked before taking another bite of my dinner. "Oh, and good supper. It's pretty yummy."

He laughed a little, then got serious that way that only Mr. Edward does. "Thanks, I'll have to give the recipe to Emmett. Miss Bella is okay. She's asleep now and she'll probably sleep for quite a while."

"Oh no! Not like Lily is sleeping, right?" I shouted, dropping my fork onto my plate, making a loud clanging noise.

"No, no, kiddo, it's okay. Miss Bella had a seizure—a brain hiccup. Remember when she had one earlier? Well, she must have been standing up when it happened again. Believe it or not, it wasn't a bad one. She'll be okay.

"I'm so sorry you had to be here alone when it happened, but I'm not sorry that you were here to help her. You were able to put her in a safe position; you see, sometimes when she has a seizure she gets sick to her stomach. If she gets sick while she's lying on her back, she could breathe in her vomit and choke on it. It's very important that whenever she has a seizure that we roll her onto her side."

I nodded, and was relieved that I didn't have to see Miss Bella get sick. I probably would have gotten sick too.

"Singing to her helped keep her calm and helped her to realize that she wasn't alone. Seizures are just as scary for the person having one as it is for those of us who have to watch them. You did everything right, Jaden. You're a hero."

I started to cry again; I didn't mean to, but hearing him talking about how she could have choked and how seizures can be worse, and…and it was just a lot to think about all at once.

Mr. Edward reached over and hugged me. "It's okay, buddy. Everything is fine. You're probably really overwhelmed right now. Would you like to go lie down with Miss Bella?"

I nodded.

"I think she'd like that. Could you keep her company for me while Miss Alice and I clean up?"

"Yes."

"Great. Let's go." He smiled at me before turning around and offering me his back. I climbed up and held on tight as we bounced off toward the bedroom.

Miss Bella was still pale in the dim room, but she had some colour in her cheeks again. She didn't look so dead anymore. Mr. Edward set me down beside her and pulled back the blankets so I could crawl in beside her. I snuggled in, resting my head on her chest, listening to her heart beating.

"Want me to put on the TV for a while?"

"Yes, please."

"Disney or Nickelodeon?"

"Disney, please."

He turned on the flat TV hanging on the wall. "I'll bring in your PJs in a bit. Do you need anything else?"

"A drink? My quilt, please?"

He smiled. "You got it. I'll be right back."

Mr. Edward came back a few minutes later with a juice box, the quilt, my stuffed beaver, and my blue Spongebob PJs, just like I had asked. I crawled out of bed and changed quickly. It was early to go to bed, but Miss Bella needed me, so I made an exception.

I would do anything for her. Even go to bed early.

Has everyone survived? Should I be giving out tissues AND blood sugar metres?

I have some recs for you this week...

Seeing Bella by sherryola (An amazing fic that will probably challenge any misconceptions you have about the visually impaired)
Elementary Education by Nikita2009 (It's under Nik's penname but it's a collab piece she's doing with AliceSweetCheeks)
And Minnakoda's entries for The Twilight 25 (which you can find on her author's page)

AND Please keep your eyes open for my entry in Breath of Twilight's Countdown to Valentine's Day. I've written an Emmett O/S for all you Emmett fans. :)