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Chapter 25

Edwards POV

It has been hours since I talked to the doctor. You always see TV shows and movies where you have to choose between the mother and the baby. I wasn't given a choice. I was told Bella was losing the baby and lost a lot of blood, so they had no choice but to save her over the baby. I don't know how Bella would handle the news but right now I just wanted her to wake up. The doctors performed surgery and stopped the bleeding, but she required a blood transfusion. After surgery, Bella's breathing started to get shallow and they intubated her.

My parents were with me through the surgery but I eventually sent them home to rest. Bella looked so small and fragile laying in the hospital bed and hooked up to machines. I held her hand all night, watching her. She looked like an angel. My angel. "Baby, you have to pull through this. So many people need you. Please, Bella, open your eyes." There have only been a few times in my adult life that I've cried but sitting next to Bella's bed, not knowing what was going to happen I couldn't control it. I must have fallen asleep at some point because I was woken up by Charlie's strong hand on my shoulder. When I looked up at him I didn't see hate, only compassion and sorrow.

"Have you been here all night, son?"

"Yes, sir. I can't leave her. I've lost her once and I can't do it again. I just keep praying she'll open her eyes or that I've dreamed all of it and we're safe at home with Ry sleeping between us. How is he?" I blurted out in a mess of nerves. I really wish she would wake up.

"He's fine. Rosalie is driving down with him." Charlie remarked with a soft smile, glancing past me and looking at Bella.

"She didn't have to do that. I'll pay for her gas and any expenses she has."

Charlie shakes his head, "Edward, she wanted to. We all thought he might want to see his daddy and his mommy when she's awake."

"When she's stable enough I'm having her transferred to Washington. I don't want her here. She doesn't belong here. We belong at home with family."

"I think you need a break. Go get something to eat and take a shower."

"I can't leave her."

"I'll stay with her. You need to be strong for her. Go clean up and I'll call if anything changes." Charlie urges once more.

"I'm sorry sir. I can't."

He pats me on the shoulder and walks to her other side of her bed.

"Hi, my baby girl." He kisses her forehead and sits next to her bed. "Bella, sweetheart, you have to be the fighter we all know you are. You've always been the strong one. I know you can pull through this. You're stubborn like you're old man."

"Did you know she was pregnant?"

"Not at first no."

"I might not have shown it, but I was excited to finally experience a whole pregnancy with her. The doctor said there's a chance she'll never be able to get pregnant again." I remarked looking down at the floor.

I put my head on her hand, letting the tears flow again, "This is all my fault. I keep messing up her life. Bella doesn't deserve any of this. She's a good person."

"This isn't your fault." Charlie state glancing up at me as he continued, "The past few months Bella has been happier than I've seen her in a long time. You're both good people. One of my old friends, Waylon, is a Sergeant here. I've already discussed everything with him. He assured me that Ms. Denali will be handled very professionally. I also have my Deputy working on getting orders of protection for Bella and you, just in case the system here fails."

"Thank you, sir."

"Stop it with all this sir shit. You're family."

Later that night a Police Officer came to get my statement and to check on the status of Bella. He explained if anything happens to Bella, Tanya will be charged with premeditated murder. I didn't want to think about my beautiful girl not being here. Her and Ry are my everything. I also got a call from Charlotte asking how Bella was doing. I didn't see it but Charlotte told me they did a story on what happened to Bella and asked anyone who witnessed it to come forward. She said the phones have been ringing off the hook. I gave her the phone number of the Officer handling the case, in hope that it helps get justice for Bella.

It's been a few days since the premiere and Bella still hasn't opened her eyes. The doctor said it's most likely from her body trying to heal itself. She was stable but still not out of the woods yet. My family had come to visit Bella a few times and finally met Orion. My mother held him for the first time and cried. If he wasn't spoiled before, he is now. She's been watching him while we all visit Bella. Well, everyone else visits. I don't leave.

Bella's POV

Where am I? I woke up and everything is different. Somehow brighter. Forks wasn't this bright and sunny. I move to get up when two strong arms surround me.

"Morning, baby. Where are you sneaking off to?"

"Edward, where are we?"

"We're in our bedroom at home. Are you feeling alright?" Edwards asks with concern, glancing over me.

"It's so bright. Why is it so bright?" I moan squinting up at him.

"Bella, it's not bright. The sun has barely come out. You can't be acting like this when the boys wake up."

"The boys?"

"Our sons. Bella, baby, you're starting to scare me."

"Last thing I remember is the premiere."

"Bella, I haven't been to a premiere in over five years." Edward states, worry etched into his face.

"No, we were just there. The Black Hollow premiere. Tanya was there." I state. I couldn't understand why he doesn't remember or he felt like joking around with me.

Edward sits up giving me a serious look. "I'm calling Dr. Stevens."

"Who?"

"Your therapist. Bella, you know Tanya's plane crashed five years ago killing her."

"What? Oh God I hated her but I didn't want her to die."

"Do you remember Ry getting sick after you flew to LA?"

"Yes, we flew home together but then you left a few weeks later for the premiere. You did an interview with Charlotte in LA."

"No, Bella. We did the interview here. I never went back to LA."

What is happening? I know we were in LA. I was pregnant. I told Edward after the interview aired. Why is he saying that was five years ago? It just happened. Before I can ask two copper haired little boys run in.

"Mommy, it's time for breakfast with bacon and special waffles."

"Ry, give mommy a few minutes. She just woke up." Edward remarks as I continue to stare at each of the boys.

Ry? This couldn't be our son. He's at least five but he looks exactly like a mini Edward.

"Pwease mommy."

"Mason, I said give mommy a few minutes. Go play in your rooms and we'll be right in."

I get one last glimpse of them as they run back out of the room. What is going on? Am I dreaming? I have to be dreaming. I'm still pregnant. I haven't had another son yet. This can't be real. I close my eyes as tight as I can. I hear voices. Is that my dad?

"Hi my baby girl."

It is. I try to open my eyes but I can't. I try to yell or talk but something prevents it.

"This is all my fault. I keep messing up her life. Bella doesn't deserve any of this. She's a good person."

Edward? Wait, my dad and Edward don't get along. What's his fault? No, Edward, you haven't messed up my life. You've made it perfect. I feel myself slipping. I'm so tired. Then black.

"Hello, Bella. How are you today, my sweet girl?"

Esme? I haven't seen her since Edward's wedding. What is she doing here?

"I know you can hear me, or at least I believe you can. Thank you. Orion is so precious. He looks just Edward at that age. My boy has never left your side. I keep trying to get him to eat or at least sleep in a more comfortable chair. He needs you to tell him."

Oh, my sweet Edward. At least I know Ry has him near. I miss both so much. I try opening my eyes but again they won't budge. I feel like I'm not in control of my body. I can't even feel my body. Then blackness sets in. I'm so tired. I feel only blackness then a spark. Someone is touching my hand. I try to see who but my body is still against me. It's Edward. It must be him. Please let me wake up. Please, I'd give anything to wake up.

"Bella, please, baby, wake up. It's been over a week. They are starting to say you may never wake up. I love you, and I need you. Our son needs you. I don't want him to see you like this. Everyone keeps saying he won't remember but I don't want the last time he possibly sees you for you to look like this."

Is he crying? No, Edward, please don't cry. I'm here. I'm trying to wake up. I'm going to try with every ounce of my strength to come back to you. I swear it. I love you.