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Chapter 26

"Bella you ready for the surgery?" Carlisle came in asking me. I nodded to groggy to talk.

"Edwa…" I didn't finish because the rest was slurred but Carlisle knew what I wanted.

"He'll be here waiting for you to get out of the surgery." Carlisle said and rolled me to the operating room. I kept my eyes open until we got there; I wanted to see Edward before the operation. As we rolled I saw him, he started running up along side the bed and grabbed my hand.

"You'll be fine!" he said and let go. I let my eyes close.

"Bella, this is Carlisle we're going to put you under so you won't feel anything but you have to count down from 100." He said and I nodded.

"100…99…98…97…96…95…" I didn't finish because my eyes closed and I was out of the hospital on a beach.

I looked down I was in a white ball gown and had a crown on my head. I heard the ocean hitting the beach; I went to stand in it when I heard a velvet voice, painfully calling me.

"Bella?" I turned and saw Edward looking at a girl in his arms. His eyes were full of tears. "BELLA! WAKE UP!" he yelled and I walked towards him.

"Edward I'm right here. I'm fine!" I said I tried to touch him but couldn't. That was me he was holding. I again tried to touch him but a thin piece of glass stopped me.

"BELLA! WAKE UP PLEASE! YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP!" he said and I wanted to cry. Was I dead? I looked around him and saw Carlisle standing behind him a grim look on his face.

"Come son, Bella's dead. Let her rest." Carlisle said and Edward looked up at him.

"No, I won't leave her!" he said grabbing my hand.

"Son there's nothing we can do!" Carlisle said and led Edward out.

I woke up to a bright light in my eyes.

"Bella, how do you feel?" Carlisle asked

"I'm fine, where am I?" I asked looking around.

"You're in your room" he said kinda confused.

"But I died!" I said and Carlisle laughed.

"No you didn't Bella. you just came out of surgery," he said and pulled some papers out. "See your tumor contained 10 squared to the 11th power cells. Now it contains 10 squared to the 9th power. This extends your chance for survival." He said and put the papers in an envelope.

"Now what?" I asked

"Radiotherapy. It can reduce the tumor to 10 squared to the 7th power. During that we do Chemotherapy."

"I've heard it makes you bald, is that true?"

"It might make you bald yes, I'm sorry." He said and then Edward came in.

"Hey!" he said and I saw a book in his hands.

"What's that?" I asked and he held it up.

"Read it sometime! Not now," he said and tossed the book to me. "What you two talking about?"

"The rest of my treatment," I said and decided to tell him about my death later.

"Oh yeah Carlisle told me," he said and kissed my hand. I couldn't get his face from my dream out of my head, the horror look that was spread all across it.

"Yeah I don't want to go bald." I said and felt tears forming.

"Bella you won't go bald!" Edward said playing with a strand of my hair.

"Yes I could go bald! Carlisle said so!" I said

"You won't. You're different!" Edward said and Carlisle got up.

"I need to go. I have other stops to make." He said and left the room.

"Edward I have to tell you something! Carlisle doesn't believe me I have to tell someone." I said.

"What is it love?"

"I had this dream it might have been during the surgery but I was on a beach and in a white dress with a crown on my head then I heard you calling me painfully so I walked over to you, you were holding a body and you kept calling my name, telling me to wake up then I found out I was the girl you were holding I was dead. You didn't want to leave me." I said and looked down. Not wanting to see his face.

"Bella, I brought you this." He said and held up a CD.

"Another CD?" I asked and he smiled.

"It's a different kind of CD. I asked the preacher today if I could record the sermon and he said yes. They have services on Wednesday if you want to go you can." He said and I smiled.

"I want to. You think Carlisle will let me out of the hospital?"

"I think I can pull a few strings!" he said and I smiled. Everything was perfect, I was making my life right with God, I was getting treatment for my tumor, and I had an amazing boyfriend. What else could go wrong?

A/N: Well there it is. It was raining while I was typing this chapter and my electricity went out so I'm now posting it! YAY! Thanks RozzLuvzEmmett for giving me an idea for this story that led me to this chapter. REVIEW!