AN: Chapter by MinaBR.
Thank you to SunflowerFran3759 for betaing this chapter.
Carefully, I pried Bella away from the bed, sitting her in a nearby chair. She eyed me wearily, silently daring me to justify my audacity. I might have chuckled at the defiant set of her jaw, if I hadn't seen how much she hurt for Rosalie.
"Bella, you need to take care of your knee."
"My child is in a coma! I won't leave her, for a bump on my knee!."
"Calm down, I'm not asking you to. Just sit here, let's elevate your leg and put some ice on it."
"No, I want to ... "
"Bella, she will need you. Not limping and dragging, but whole."
"What if she never wakes? What if I killed my daughter?"
"Bella, your logic is so flawed that I won't even bother to dispute it. Right here, right now, what matters is having faith, because medicine can offer you no guarantees. You have to fight for her, to believe that she will come back to you."
"I know all of that, but there is this feeling that nothing will be okay ... That she ... Oh my God, I can't bear it ... "
For the second time in less than twenty-four hours, I put my arms around her.
And it felt right.