Hey guys, sorry for the delay. I've had a lot of things going on this week, but I'll try to update at least a couple more times this weekend. There are some 4-5 chapters left, so bear with me. Enjoy!

PS: The theatrical trailer was AWESOME. OME! Go, watch it again. You know you want to.

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EPOV

When I finally got home at around three, it was to find my mother waiting for me on the couch.

"How's Bella?" She clicked off the TV she had been watching on mute and tossed the remote to one side. She patted the space next to her.

"She woke up. I was hanging around, sleeping on and off when I saw one of the nurses go into her room with the baby. Elizabeth." I sat wearily on the plush white cushions. "Like your mother."

"Elizabeth." Mom's eyes softened. "She picked that name out of the blue? Does she know?"

"It was on the list I gave her. I never thought she'd pick any of them." I put my arm over my eyes. They prickled strangely, like I wanted to cry for no reason.

Or maybe I did know the reason. Why my heart felt so heavy. Everything had seemed so easy before. Me, taking care of her. And Bella, letting me. Months went by in a blur without really stopping to think about what was coming next. I had had the feeling it might go on forever—me, loving her, and Bella, unaware.

"What are you going to do now?" My mother touched my hand gently. I pulled my arm away from my face and looked at her.

"About what?"

"Bella… and Elizabeth." She smiled at the name.

"What is there to do?" I asked, a defeated note creeping into my voice.

"Oh, come on, Edward. You're in love with her. It's high time you let her know."

I sat up straight, and leaned forward with my arms resting on my knees. "I think a complication of this kind is the last thing she needs, especially now."

"It might be just what she needs, especially now." Mom reached over to rub my back.

"After what Jacob did—" I practically spat his name, "—left her, abandoned them. I can't even begin to imagine what she really went through, how much she kept to herself. All I want is for her to never be hurt again." I looked at Mom, and her gaze was level. "I want her to be happy. Even if it's not with me."

"I agree. You should be careful with her heart. A person can break, but Bella's too strong for that." My mother rose from the couch and began shutting off the lights in the living room. "You've helped her heal. Don't you think that everyone can see the difference in her?"

I got up after her and followed her to the staircase. "I don't know. I can deal with her not loving me like I love her, but if it ruined our friendship…" I trailed off morosely.

"Oh, sweetheart," she said, putting an arm around me, "nothing could ever do that."

But it could. I mulled over it as I got into bed. I would be leaving soon, despite everything. I didn't know—didn't want to know—what it would be like to lose her, again.

I feared she would never know.

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Mini-chapter, hehehe. I promise to update later tonight. R&R please!