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Chapter 25

I'm cozy warm, but wake to Edward moaning in pain.

"Edward, are you okay?" I ask.

"I'm just really sore and I need to get up to use the bathroom."

"Okay, I'll get your medication and a snack for you, but first let's get you to the bathroom."

I stand and help him to the bathroom. He's been moving pretty well, but he seems really stiff and sore now. I look at the clock and see it's now four in the morning. It has been seven hours since he had pain medication.

Once I get him into the bathroom, and know he's fine, but I'm worried about him. I head out to the kitchenette, where his medication is. Esme put some snacks in the refrigerator also, because Edward has to eat with him meds or they make him sick.

In the kitchenette, I grab a spoon and a chocolate pudding cup. Opening the pill bottle, I shake out two pills in my hand and close it back up.

"You're taking such great care of him," Esme says.

Surprised, I put my fisted hand holding meds against my chest and turn fast.

"Oh, sweetheart, I didn't mean to frighten you."

"It's okay, I startle easy, I am rather use to being alone most of the time," I tell her. "I guess I should get this back in there, unless you'd rather?" I ask, now unsure if she wants to give Edward his medications.

"Don't be silly, Bella, Edward needs you, and you're doing an amazing job caring for him. You are no longer alone, my girl, and I think we need to sit down sometime soon and have a chat, don't you?" Esme says before hugging me and handing me the pudding cup and spoon I had set on the counter.

I nod and walk back to the bedroom. Edward is standing in the doorway of the bathroom, and I set the stuff down and rush to his side.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, it just really pulls to walk around, and I never realized sitting on the toilet and getting up could be so difficult."

"Well you do use muscles in your lower abdomen, and yours were recently cut into in a few spots. Were you able to cough a few good times while you were up?" I ask, worrying he'll end up with ill side effects if he doesn't follow the doctor's directions.

"Yes, yet another reason why I hurt a little, I think," he states and I see him wince.

"Here you go," I say helping him back onto the bed. "I even brought you a chocolate pudding cup to eat after you take your medicine."

"You're so good to me, Bella. I know I am whiney when I am sick, and thank you for taking care of me."

"I'll always take care of you," I whisper and kiss his cheek.

He puts the pills into his mouth and swallows them with some water, while I open his pudding cup. I dig the spoon in and hold it to his mouth. He smiles at me and opens so I can feed it to him. I can't help but grin at him for being a little silly. Once the pudding cup is gone, he takes another drink of water.

"Do you want to go brush your teeth?" I ask.

"Not really, but I will," he says and I know he is still hurting.

Slowly we make our way into the bathroom again, and he brushes his teeth, and I brush mine for good measure.

"Does this mean I will get another goodnight kiss?" Edward asks after we get back to the bed.

"Why do you ask?" I question.

"Well, I know why I had to brush my teeth, but now we're both minty fresh," he says with a smile.

"You can always have a goodnight kiss, Edward. I only brushed because my mouth was dry from sleeping."

He kisses me, and I snuggle against his left side.

"Goodnight, baby," he whispers.

"Goodnight, Edward, wake me if you need anything," I respond.

I wake again and look at the clock and see it's only six. I yawn and stretch, before getting up to use the restroom. When I come back out, I see Edward is still sleeping. I feel his head and see he is not running a temp, and put my pillow against his side and tuck him in.

Making my way out to the kitchenette, I decide to make breakfast for everyone. I grab out the eggs, and milk. Grab the package of frozen sausage patties. I find a cookie sheet and put some patties on it, and pop them in the oven.

Grabbing a bowl, I mix up the eggs and smile when I see the cinnamon and vanilla on the counter. I add a dash of both to the eggs and whisk them. I grab the loaf of bread, and the griddle. After the pan is on the stove, I start dunking the bread. Once the griddle is to the temperature I want, I start making the French toast. Between griddles of the French toast, I flip the sausage patties.

I grab the bottle of Log Cabin Maple syrup from the fridge, and put it into a big bowl of hot water to warm. Once I have everything made, I pop it all into the warming oven, and go check on Edward.

When I walk in our room, he is sitting on the side of the bed.

"Edward, do you need help?" I ask.

"No, I was just getting up to come and eat, something smells amazing."

"That it does," Carlisle's voice states from behind me, yet again causing me to jump. "I'm sorry, Bella, I didn't mean to make you jump. Esme warned me to make noise and not surprise you."

"It's okay, I'm just not quite use to having this many people around, it is actually nice," I tell him.

"I'm guessing you have something to do with that amazing smell from the kitchen.

I smile. "I made sausage patties and French toast for everyone. I was just coming to see if I could talk Edward into eating some."

"Sounds good to me," Edward states as he slowly stands up.

I watch as he walks to the bathroom, and I smile. He seems to be moving a little better than he was at four this morning.

"Did he sleep well?" Carlisle asks.

"He woke up around four, and was in a lot of pain. He seems to be better now, but he needs to take his antibiotic when he sits down to eat."

"I agree," Carlisle says. "I'm going to go tell Esme it's not room service she smelled. We'll join you in the kitchen in a few minutes."

I grab a clean pair of capris and a tank top, and change while Edward is in the restroom. I set out a clean pair of sweat pants, boxers, and a t-shirt for him after he showers. I hear the sink water running, so I go to the door and tap on it.

"Come in," Edward says.

I open the door and he is washing his hands.

"Are you ready to go eat something?" I ask.

"Yes, I am starving."

We walk out together and find Carlisle setting the table, and Esme is bringing the food to it. I help Edward get settled in his chair, and grab his medications. I get out his antibiotics.

"Here are your pills," I tell him as I sit beside him.

"Thank you, Bella."

"Everything looks really good, Bella, thank you for making us all breakfast. You didn't have to get up early to feed us, though," Esme tells me.

"You're welcome, I am an early riser by nature, so it was no bother."

"Well today my dear, I'm going to take you out for lunch. We can do some window shopping and get to know each other. Carlisle is taking Edward to see Willy, and take care of some paperwork. Is there anyplace you would like to go for lunch?"

"I ... I'm fine with whatever," I kind of stutter.

After we're done eating, I help Edward back to the room so he can shower. I also need to find a change of clothes, because I am not walking around with Esme in ratty capris and a tank top.

I go through my stuff and finally find a nice sundress to wear.

"Bella," Edward calls to get my attention.

"Yes?"

"You don't have to worry, my mom is enthralled with you, so she just wants to get to know you."

"Okay," I say giving him a smile.

He kisses me and caresses my cheek. "As a matter of fact, Bella, she loves you."

"How do you know that?" I ask.

"Because, I do," he tells me.

A/N: So what do you think Esme and Bella will talk about on their day out together?