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I took Maggie to my apartment for a change of pace.

There was a big pool in my gated community that she could use. There was a diving board, a slide and floats provided. A lot of the local kids got a kick out of it.

I figured it would be a nice surprise for Maggie considering Bella did not have a pool of her own and the last time Maggie had been in an actually body of water was about a year ago, at the beach.

I smiled watching Maggie splashing around and giggling with the other kids in the shallow waters.

She spent a good thirty minutes splashing and swimming around.

It made me happy to see her so happy.

She had the biggest smile on her face, so much light in her eyes. That's when I knew I did something right and it felt great to see that. To see how much she was enjoying her time with me.

I called out to Maggie when it was lunch time. She pouted at first not wanting to leave the water but as soon as she saw the plate of peanut butter and Jelly sandwiches with the crust cut off, she rushed over.

Maggie was wearing a towel around her waist and pink, heart shaped sunglasses, as she eagerly bit into her sandwich.

I couldn't believe it when she told me she never had pj sandwiches before. By the looks of it, she was enjoying it very much, with some of the jelly leaking onto her chin.

I smiled amused and grabbed a couple of napkins off the table for her and when I turned back to face her, she began gasping.

My eyes widened and I froze in my spot at her reaction.

"Maggie, Maggie are you okay?" I asked rushing to her side.

She didn't answer, she just kept wheezing and her eyes began to water.

I worked quickly and carried her out of the pool yard and sat her in my car before speeding down the road to get her some help.

It freaked me out because when I looked back at Maggie, her face looked like it was starting to swell.

"Hold on Maggie, We are almost there. I'm going to get you some help. You will be fine. Just hold on."

I waited forever, pacing up and down the halls to hear of any news on Maggie. It took twenty minutes before the doctor came to find me.

I couldn't be able to forgive myself if something awful ever happened to Maggie. I needed her to be okay.

"How's Maggie, Is she okay?" I asked frantically.

The doctor gave me a small smile, "She's fine. She just had an allergic reaction to something. We got the swelling down and have an oxygen mask on her to help her breath better. We are trying to find out what could have caused the allergies to be able to treat her."

I pulled at the ends of my locks in stress, "I… I don't know what she is allergic to. I didn't even know she had allergies." I said, feeling ashamed for not knowing much on the issue.

"Well, did Maggie eat anything before she had this reaction or touch anything she usually doesn't?"

"Yes. I took her swimming and then I gave her a pj sandwich for lunch. She seemed fine till she was half way into her sandwich."

"Okay, so it's a food allergy then. She could be allergic to peanuts or strawberries, or maybe both. It's quite common. We have test that can be run to see, with your permission as her father that is. You are Maggie's father, correct?"

I didn't even hesitate before answering, "Yes, please fix her, do whatever it takes. I don't care about the cost."

The doctor smiled," I'll do what I can," Before heading back to Maggie.

It suddenly dawned on me. Maggie never had pj sandwiches before because of her allergies. I felt awful not knowing this.

I called Bella at work and let her know what happened. I told her I had everything under control but she insisted on coming down to the hospital.

I watched as Bella jogs down the hall stressed out, her coat flying open at her quick movements, showing her work attire. Two old ladies in the waiting area looked at her in horror and disgust and began whispering.

"Yeah, I'm a stripper and what?" Bella snapped at them before heading over to me.

"What happened?" She asked, clearly stressed out.

"She had a food allergy attack."

"Strawberries." Bella said.

My eyes widened in surprise, "You knew?"

Bella sighed before continuing, "Yes, she has been allergic to strawberries for as long as I have known."

"Why didn't you tell me that?" I asked, getting a little upset.

"Well, I didn't think you were going to give Maggie strawberries, if I did, I would have said something. In fact, I don't have any strawberries in my house to assure something like this wouldn't happen. How did she even get a hold of strawberries Edward?" She demanded, getting equally as upset.

"I took her to my place to have a change of scenery and get some pool time."

"And who asked you to do that?"

Whoa, Bella calm down, everything is fine. Maggie is fine, okay? There is no need for us to snap at each other."

Bella let out a sigh before the doctor headed over to us.

"Oh, hello Ms. Swan, glad you could join us." The doctor voiced.

"Listen, work is kind of slow right now; can I make money payments over time for this visit today?" Bella stressed.

"Oh, well, your husband already paid." The doctor said gesturing to me.

Seeing the look in Bella eyes I knew I was in trouble.

"My husband?" She repeated, glaring at me.

"Can we see her now?" I asked ignoring Bella's stares.

"Yes."

We both walked in silence to the room. I think Bella was too worried about Maggie to get on my case.

Once we entered the room to a sleeping, healthy Maggie, Bella went over to her bedside, taking a seat and holding on to one of her little hands. As I stood by the doorway. Then she let me have it.

"Husband? What the hell Edward?" She asked, turning to face me, still upset.

"Look, the doctor wouldn't do anything until she had permission from a parent. You weren't around so I went ahead and took charge."

"Who asked you to do that?"

I was starting to get upset myself and somewhat offended.

Did Bella honestly think my time spent with Maggie meant nothing to me, that I didn't grow attached to her?

That I didn't care for her?

"I think of Maggie like a daughter, I feel for you both."

That seemed to piss her off more. It seemed the more dedicated and love I gave her and her niece, the angrier she got.

"This is not your life!" She shouted.

"Maybe I want it to be!"

A nurse came in and told us to keep our voices down and that one of us would have to leave.

Bella's tough exterior was slowly crumbling. She no longer looked upset. She looked tired, sad and maybe a little scared.

"Go home Edward." She voiced lowly, before turning her attention back to her niece.