A/N: *peeks out from hiding place* Call off the hit men please! I couldn't leave you there forever no could I? What kind of person would I be then? The song for this chapter is Avril Lavigne's Tomorrow.

BPOV-

In the whole time I had known Rosalie Hale I had only seen her cry twice. Rose saw crying as being weak, and Rosalie Hale was anything but weak. No matter how many times I tried to convince her otherwise Rose never changed her mind. She was pigheaded, stubborn and set in her ways. So it had to be something bad to issue tears from my hard as nails best friend. I felt myself stiffen as I listened to her sobbing over the other end. "Rose…Rose calm down." I tried to get her to calm herself to talk to me. Edwards hand stilled on my knee and he squeezed it lightly to try to get my attention. I flashed my eyes to his quickly but then turned my attention back to Rose. "Rose. Tell me what's going on please?"

"Bella…Bella its Jasper and…and Emmett. They're in the hospital. "

"Oh my god!" I felt my heart sink down into my stomach. What must Rose be going through, to have both her brother and her boyfriend in god knows what condition. Edward sat up in the bed and grabbed the hand that had made its way to cover my mouth. I didn't notice it was shaking until it was in his.

"Bella?" he asked concerned about what was causing this kind of reaction. He reached up to touch my cheek.

"Rose, catch your breath for a minute, while I explain things to Edward." I said and then I put the phone down and looked him in the eyes. "Edward, Jasper and Emmett are in the hospital."

"What?" He asked his eyes huge. "Why?"

"I don't know yet. Rose isn't in great shape right now. Give her a minute okay?" He nodded and instead of pulling the phone up to my ear I put it on speakerphone. "Rose you're on speakerphone. It's just me and Edward. Now what happened?"

"They were in a car accident." She said still not sounding very much like herself. Just then I heard a familiar male voice in the background. I'm surprised I picked it up before Edward did.

"Rose is that Carlisle?" I asked.

"Yes." She answered.

"Will you hand the phone to him, so I can talk to him? Then you go and find Alice. I promise I'll be there as soon as I can okay?"

"Okay." She said and I heard the shuffling of the phone and her saying Carlisle name.

"Hello?" Carlisle said into the phone in confusion.

"Carlisle its Bella and Edward," I said into the phone for us. "Rose isn't doing very well, so I hoped maybe you could tell us what's going on."

I heard a door close and I assume he left the waiting area. "Of course, I'll tell you what I know, I don't know much I'm afraid. Jasper was picking Emmett up from LAX and they were rammed from behind coming off of the highway. It pushed them into another car in the intersection." I inhaled a quick gasp. "No one was killed during the accident, thank god, the boys were rushed into the ER and that's all I know so far unfortunately."

"How's mom doing?" Edward asked his father.

"Well Emmett's no stranger to the ER as you well know, but she's beside herself with worry all the same."

"I figured she would be." Edward said laying his head on my shoulder.

"How soon can you kids be here?" Carlisle asked and I turned to look at Edward.

"As soon as we can get a flight, dad." He said.

"Good. I'll see you when you get here. I'll tell your mother you're on your way, and please call her when you land."

"Okay. I'll make sure to call you when I find out the details of the flight." He told his father.

"Please be careful." Carlisle said earnestly.

"I will dad." He said with a smile.

"That wasn't only for you, son."

"I won't let anything happen to her either." Edward said wrapping me in his arms for a second.

"Good boy. We'll see you when you get here. I'll have Jen text you with the details as we get them."

"By dad."

"Goodbye Edward. And goodbye Bella."

"Goodbye Carlisle."

As I hung up the phone Edward sprung off of the bed frantically finishing packing while I dialed Ness's phone number. The good thing was that we could get a plane out of here within the hour, which just goes to prove that with enough money, you can do anything you want. Edward called his father back and gave him the information as we speed away from the hotel in our town car. Ness and Jake would be taking our luggage and the flight we booked for tomorrow, with the rest of my new formed band, who would be moving out to LA to finish recording my album.

The flight seemed to take forever, but I guess that's always the case. When you are trying with all of your might to get some place quickly, the journey seems to take a lifetime. Every second I felt like I was being wound tighter. Not knowing, that was the worst part, not knowing what was going on, not knowing if things were okay. But if things weren't okay, would it be better to know? Or then would I wish for this ignorance? No. I wouldn't wish for this torture. Finally after what seemed like days the flight landed and we rushed strait into another waiting car. Moments later we were crashing through the door of the waiting room.

Alice and Rose were immediately in my arms hugging me with all of their might. I couldn't even begin to imagine what they had gone through. What pain they had been feeling. "They're okay." Alice whispered in my ear. "They're okay." She said again and I hugged them both tighter.

I pulled away from them. "Okay. What's going on?"

"They're fine. They're both awake now. That was the major problem. They weren't waking up. Besides some minor trauma, some cuts and some bruises they're fine." I sighed and sat down in the chair. Edward was talking with his parents in the other corner and he seemed to relax his stance as well. He must have been told the same news.

"Thank god!" I said as I leaned my head back on the wall above the chair. Why they would make the chairs here so uncomfortable I would never know, but at least it was comforting to know that it was the case in every hospital known to man. After a few hours Rose and Alice had fallen asleep on the sofa not far from me. I could tell by the bags under their eyes they hadn't had much sleep. I walked over to where Edward was sitting on another sofa across from his parents. He held his arms out for me and I looked at him dubiously until he used his magical pouty face that would make women of any age do his bidding.

Esme laughed as she saw me cave in and curl into her son's arms. "Another one falls to the Cullen charm!" she exclaimed.

"Worked on you didn't it?" Carlisle said kissing his wife's temple.

"Yes it did. But Bella dear you need to learn to build up immunity to the Cullen pout, or you will never get your way. I speak from experience." She said trying to ignore her husband's barely covered laughter. It seems like a Taboo to laugh in a hospital, but really it's the best possible thing. I'm a full believer in the Patch Adam's idea of rehabilitation. A laugh is so worth it, and the boys were fine. They were resting, and we were waiting until they were moved into recovery and we could go and see them. "By the way…" Esme said turning her gaze to Edward. "I have to say that I always knew that this…" she waved her hand at the two of us. "…was bound to happen. I believe you owe me a 'you were right mother.'" She said smiling. "Though I do not much appreciate having to find out about my sons new relationship in the supermarket checkout line…" I sat up and looked at Edward. He hadn't told his parents. Why hadn't he told his parents? Why wasn't I asking him any of these questions?

"Edward. I thought you told them." I accused him.

"I meant to…I was going to…I swear. There just wasn't enough time…" I didn't even bother to listen to the rest of the excuse. I just got up and left. I walked right out of the hospital and stood in the warm LA night air.

"Bella I…"

"Forget it Edward. I don't want to hear your excuses. I swear this whole thing means nothing to you does it?"

"No." I scoffed. "I mean yes…I mean…how do you answer that question. Bella…this relationship means everything to me."

"Yeah you couldn't even tell your parents Edward. What makes you think that I…"

"Bella. I'm new at this, remember. I'm a screw up. You know that…Bella please…By the time…" He was trying to rationalize and I knew it.

"Bella?" I heard Esme's voice beside us interrupting her son. We both turned to face her.

"Mom what are you doing out here?" Edward asked his mother in confusion.

"Sweetie…" She said to me not to her son. "I didn't mean to make you angry at Edward."

"I know that Esme, he's capable of doing that on his own." I said glaring at him but then turning my attention back to Emse.

"Edward why don't you let me talk to Bella?" He nodded and left us alone outside of the hospital with one final look at me. There was a little courtyard where the patients would sometimes walk and we headed over toward it. "Bella…Please know I didn't mean to cause problems with you two."

"I know that Esme. Edward can cause those problems all on his own."

She laughed once. "That I know oh so well. He is so much like his father, Edward Sr."

I thought about all the short little conversations that Edward and I would have. I knew that it was difficult for us both to talk about our parents so we avoided the subject for the most part. But when we did it was sometimes confusing he had Esme and Carlisle, and sometimes I wouldn't know if he was talking about them or his birth parents. "Edward doesn't talk much about his parents, and when he does it's mostly you and Carlisle."

"Well, we have been his parents for a long time, and he barely remembers them as it is. I always told him stories though, about his mother and father. Edward is legally my son, but I never wanted him to forget his birth parents."

"You say that Edward is like his father?"

"Oh yes. We had known Ed our whole lives, Elizabeth and I. He grew up down the street and every day he would pick on us, and we would in turn make fun of him. The first day of High school we realized how much we had all changed. Ed was not the gangly neighborhood bully he once was. He was muscular and lean, with copper hair and the greenest eyes. Sound familiar?" she asked me with a smile.

I nodded. "Yeah. Although I can't really see Edward as the gangly type."

"Oh he was, and I have photos to prove it."

"Those I have to see." I said with a smile.

She laughed and she continued on. "Well Ed, He was still a jerk, but that didn't last long. Liz had finally grown a backbone. One day he made a rude comment about me and she slapped him right across the face. She told him 'it didn't matter how handsome he was there was no excuse for rude behavior'." She laughed as she remembered. "I still remember the look on his face too. At first it was shock, then anger, then intrigue, then respect. Ed came to respect Liz, when that respect turned to something more I couldn't tell you, but he was pretty much a goner after that slap. Everyone knew when they started dating junior year that Ed was…well…rough around the edges, but as time went on Liz fell in love with him and so did the rest of the family. Hiding behind that tough exterior lay a beautiful, talented, loving man. Edward's so much like his father. He as the same diamond in the rough qualities, but he's a good man."

"I know he is Esme. That's not the problem."

"Then what's the problem?"

"How can I trust him Esme? How can I trust him when I find out he's keeping secrets from everyone? Including you! If he can keep things from you, how do I know he's not keeping something from me?"

"I don't know how to answer that question dear, I'm sorry, I wish I could. Loving someone is just a huge leap of faith. You have to close your eyes and step over the edge and know and hope that the one you love is there to catch you when you fall." We were back at the entrance of the hospital and I took in a deep breath and we headed back to the waiting room.

Esme was right. Love was a leap of faith and I had to decide if I was going to take it or not. Was I really ready? This whole time I had told myself that I was falling in love with Edward, but was I ready to love him.

"Bella?" Edward asked warily as I approached him. I looked over at Esme and she smiled at me. I looked into his eyes. Was I ready to love Edward? He had faults, I knew that, hell I have faults. The question was if I was ready to step off that cliff. I looked down at the ground. "Please forgive me?" he asked and when I looked back at him he was pouting again and I couldn't help but laugh. After everything he was able to make me laugh. I was still mad at him, but he was impossible to stay angry at. Plus I was a sucker and he knew it. How could I refuse him forgiveness when his brother was in the hospital? I wound my arms around his neck and kissed him. I was going to take that leap, and I hoped, beyond all hope that Edward was there to catch me.

End Notes: *steps out of hiding place* Please review.