TitleYou Found Me
POV Edward
SettingKilleen, Texas (near Fort Hood, Texas)
MortalityAll human
Time SettingFall of 2008
SummaryThe worst part of being an army wife is not the wait, it is when the wait is over and you find yourself with no husband and son with no father. That's the hardest part and at that point you can only find comfort in a certain person, when does the comfort become something else? Bella is what we call an army wife. She is married to Sergeant Black. He has been in the army since he was 17. He is best friends with Edward Cullen, a guy who is dedicated to the army but doesn't realize that it's taking a toll on his life. Tragedy strikes and soon there are two people left and they must depend on one another to get through it. Can they get through it without making a sinful mistake?
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My heart beats, standing on the edge
But my feet have finally left the ledge

Like an acrobat
There's no turning back

I'm letting go
Of the life I planned for me
And my dreams
I'm losing control
Of my destiny
It feels like I'm falling and that's what it's like to believe
So I'm letting go

This is a giant leap of faith
Trusting and trying to embrace
The fear of the unknown
Beyond my comfort zone
–I'm Letting Go, Francesca Battistelli

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EPOV (Edward)

She ran into me with a massive hug. I groaned in pain. "Mom, I…really appreciate it but this is so painful."

She flinched back. "Are you okay?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine…I always am." I muttered. I looked down to Jake. "How is he?"

"He's hanging in there, they said there is a nasty virus going around and he got it. The fever is under control but not fully gone. He got stitches to his head but there's no permanent damage. He's going to be okay, Edward." She assured me as I looked down on him with a saddened stare.

I sat down at the chair next to his bed. I took his hand and kissed it. "I'm sorry, Jake." I whispered. My eyes watered, the pain of my injury was nothing compared to the pain of seeing him like this.

The door behind me clicked open and a man came in. He was an African American male, he had guilt written all over him. I wondered what he was doing in here.

"Uh…are you Edward Cullen?" He asked. I nodded. "I…I came to…"

"You came to what?"

"Apologize." He looked past me to Jake. "I'm sorry."

"Who are you?" I demanded.

He hesitated, somehow he intimidated or just plain scared. "Joaquin Leonard."

At that moment I understood it all. "Get out." I hissed.

"I didn't know what I was doing, I'm sorry. I made a terrible mistake, I'm an idiot."

"Get out now or I'm not responsible for what I do."

My mother put her hand on my shoulder. "Edward, you're hurt just calm down."

"No, I won't."

"Is she okay?" He asked quietly. How dare he ask about her?

It was enough to send me over the edge. I rose from my seat and shoved him out the door, walking out with him. "I don't care what you say or what you do, but don't do it within my proximity."

"I made a horrible, horrible mistake. I get to live with that forever. I just need to know that they're both okay. I need to know that I didn't destroy an entire family. I deserve your hate but what you're doing is cruel."

"Just leave." I muttered with less hate than before. I realized that I was living the same life he was. Mistake after mistake and I was holding on to the guilt, the difference was that he didn't wallow and I did.

"You're not going to hit me."

"It's tempting, but seeing as I'm not quite able to do right, I won't do it at all. Go." He turned on his heel knowing I wouldn't give him anymore information. He was down the hall before I made up my mind. "He's fine, the child is fine. She…will make it." He stopped to listen to me.

"Thanks, I'm so sorry."

I nodded and returned to the room. Back inside Jake had woken up. "Hey buddy."

He looked tired and still sick. "Momma."

I had nothing to say, what do I say? 'Your mom was on the verge of dying a few minutes ago, she's in surgery because bleeding on the inside,' that might not be something you say to a two and a half year old kid.

"I know you want to see mommy but she can't be here. But I'm here, okay." He looked up at me and nodded. "Does anything hurt?" I asked.

"Head."

I sat at the edge of the bed and propped him up on my lap. He rested his head against my chest. My ribcage ached but I ignored it best I could. My mother left for about twenty minutes before returning to join me and Jake. I had read him a story and he had fallen asleep.

"What happened?" My mother finally asked.

I shook my head. "Nothing."

"Edward, I mean in general. What's the whole story?"

"I don't get what you're asking."

"You kissed her, your told your father you loved her."

I avoided her gaze. Something about my mother never let me lie. It seemed pointless because somehow she already knew it all. She was a natural mother; she was born to raise Alice Emmett and I. "I want to love her freely." I confessed. "There are barriers between us and they're made of stone."

"Does she not correspond?"

I almost laughed. "That's what makes it so awful, she feels the same way. Mom, I want it so bad. I want her to be mine but I know that she's not. She's Jacob's, she always has been."

"Sweetheart, she loves you and you love her. I don't see the barrier."

"Exactly, no one knows what it feels like. He was my brother and I've fallen for his wife. It'd be like me and Rose. There's something so wrong with that."

"Edward, Jacob is gone and he wanted the best for her. You know he loved her more than anything in the world. A few days after he'd dated her for about a month, he had dinner with us, and you were in Europe. He said he'd met this beautiful woman who'd stolen his heart. He told me he'd do anything for her, he knew it sounded ridiculous but even then he would sacrifice himself for her. That's just how much he loved her from the start."

"Is this supposed to be helping?"

"Yes. Edward don't you see that if you make Bella happy then Jacob is happy. He wants her to live and you make that possible. You've known Jacob nearly all your life, deep inside, guilt aside, if he knew, what do you think he'd say? He's never been selfish or possessive, not about her. What do you think he'd say?"

She was so great at what she did. "He'd say…to make her happy." I replied defeated.

She smiled. "Now what's stopping you?"

"I need time. This is so hard for me. I need it all to sit there for a minute. I need to figure out if I can do this."

"Don't make her wait too long."

"I'll try." The remainder of the day I spent in the room. My mom brought me lunch but I had no appetite. My father eventually told me I could see her, she was out of any danger. I decided that I would stay with Jake and I would go to her during the night. She would be asleep for a while.

At about ten pm I left Jake and went down to her room. Her room was in the fifth floor, I got off the elevator and saw someone I'd never thought I'd see here.

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Take your guess! I might not update for a while, im in a bit of writer's block so I momentarily moved over to my new story Another Night, but have no fear I have two other chapters written and I shall come back, the reviews will totally help, even more so if you have suggestions. Tomorrow unfortunately I have TAKS (Standardized state test, it's stupid for lack of better words but required to pass and graduate, tomorrows math and I don't remember a spec of Geometry since I did it over the summer, oh well I think I'll make it…Hopefully.) I apologize for the typos of grammatical errors, it wasn't too thoroughly revised. Leave you love.

~Toodles.