A/N: Hello? Anyone still around? I'm still here, just extremely busy and so sorry that you had to wait two months for this update. I'm actually surprised I wrote this weekend since I am sick as a dog. But when the muse strikes you must make the best of it. This in not beta'd so all the mistakes are my own. Let's see what happened to poor Edward after his fall.

As always I own nothing...the great SM does.

Bella POV

Edward had been unconscious for the last 12 hours and my heart hurt so badly, I needed him to wake up. To see him lying there, motionless, still, I felt utterly lost and scared.

When James came running to the house to say that Edward had fallen and wasn't responding I could feel my heart seize, the fear taking hold of it and squeezing relentlessly.

Running as fast as possible I made it to the barn to see Emmett on his knees next to his brother, checking him over looking for any injuries.

"Emmett." I choked, the tears welling in my eyes, as my love lay crumpled on the ground.

"Bella, it's alright honey. Nothing seems to be broken. He's just knocked out cold. He will wake soon."

"Did anyone go for Carlisle?" I asked around to the men.

James replied that one of the hands went to get him and we would be better to leave Edward where he was until they came back.

Waiting for Carlisle to arrive was torture. I wanted to pick Edward's head up and cradle it in my lap, stroke his hair and kiss his forehead but the men kept telling me not to move him incase his back or neck was hurt.

My relief when Carlisle arrived was short lived as soon as I saw the expression on his face. He looked so worried; this was not something I was used to. Carlisle was always so confident and to see him now made my knees weak. If his anxious expression was any indication I knew something must be dreadfully wrong.

After Carlisle examined Edward he said we could move him to the house. He was put to bed and made as comfortable as possible. My eyes never left his body; I watched each rise and fall of his chest, looked for any sign of movement from my husband. Anything, I needed to see something to reassure me but no reassurance was coming.

Placing a chair next to our bed I sat there holding Edward's hand, brushing my fingers back and forth over his knuckles.

"Open your eyes sweetheart. Please." I implored him over and over.

A hand brushed my wayward hair off my neck and I looked up to see Esme standing next to me, her face taught with worry.

"Bella dear, your uncle says that you need to rest. Edward's body needs to rest also, the blow to his head was bad and right now his body needs time to heal itself. That could take hours or days, you will do no good for yourself, Edward or your baby if you run yourself down."

"Aunt Esme, how could I leave him? What if he wakes and I'm not here? He may need me and I couldn't bear not to be here for him."

"Darling, we won't leave him alone, one of us will sit with him at all times but you need to eat something and rest for a bit. Think of your baby and of your husband, they need you hale and hearty." Esme's hand stroked the top of my head in a comforting manner as she spoke. I knew she was right but my legs didn't have the will to move from their spot. The only thing I wanted to do was crawl into bed with Edward and hold him tight. To wake from this nightmare and to see that all was right in the world again, I needed that so badly.

"You're right, I know you are, but it's so hard. I want my husband back." I whispered as my eyes filled with unshed tears.

"He'll come back to us, don't you worry. Go get something to eat and I'll sit with him."

Numbly I walked down to the kitchen, not really seeing or feeling anything. I couldn't tell you who was around because I felt so disconnected. My other half was missing and my heart knew it.

I picked at some food, not tasting any of it. The kitchen chair next to me scraped along the floor and I looked up to see Carlisle's weary face.

"Bella I know this is difficult for you but I want you to make sure that you eat and rest. You know my nephew, the minute he wakes that will be his first concern." He smiled slightly, knowing Edward all to well.

"That is very true. I will take care of myself I promise. I wouldn't want to do anything to upset him when he wakes. I…I just want him… to open his eyes." I sobbed.

Carlisle rose and pulled me into a hug, letting me cry on his shoulder. He let me sob out all my worries and fear, all the while comforting me like my own father would have. I was blessed to have him and Esme in my life.

"Shh Bella. It will be alright. Why don't you go lie down for a bit? We will watch him and if he wakes we will come get you." Nodding into his shoulder I released him and climbed the stairs.

Before I went to the guest room I peeked into my bedroom to check on Edward. He was still unconscious and Esme was sitting with him talking quietly.

With a heavy heart I crawled under the covers and let the exhaustion take over.

When I woke I heard Alice's voice in the hall, she was talking with Emmett. I rose slowly, my head pounding. I splashed some water on my face trying to push the remnants of sleep away. I was bone weary but I needed to see Edward.

Opening the door I saw Alice and Emmett outside our bedroom door. They turned their attention toward me as I stepped into the hallway.

"Bella…Oh Bella. How are you doing? Do you need anything?" Alice asked as she wrapped me in her arms.

"No I'm fine Alice, I just want to go check on Edward. Have you seen him?"

"Yes, I sat with him for a bit to give Aunt Esme a break. She needed to eat something so Emmett and I sat with him. He's still asleep, I wish he would wake up."

"Me too Alice, its all I have been praying for. I'm going to sit with him now."

I left them both in the hall and went to see my husband. Carlisle was sitting there with him now. He was checking his pulse as I walked to the bed.

"Any news?" I asked quietly.

"His pulse is strong which is a very good sign. Unfortunately he still hasn't opened his eyes but I know his body needs this time to recuperate and we just need to be patient."

And patient we were. Hours turned into days and on the second day my worry began to rise again. He was so quiet and still. We all took turns staying by his side, trying to force some liquids into him and seeing to his comfort. But nothing was bringing him back.

The hours I sat with him we're torturous. I wanted to scream and shout at him to wake up and come back to me. Come back to our life, our future, our baby. But I couldn't do that. I had to be strong. I spoke softly and lovingly to him. Rambled on about everything I could think of, wanting him to hear my voice, letting him know that I was there and that I loved and missed him so much. I touched him incessantly, trying to reassure him and myself that he was with me. I stroked his dear face, kissed his cheeks as my tears fell onto his pale skin. Oh Edward.

I closed my eyes, as his hand laid nestled in mine and quietly pleaded for him to come back to us.

Edward POV

Hmm I was dreaming again and it was lovely. The mountains were so beautiful and the sounds of the water rushing by from the river were lulling me into a peaceful state of mind.

I have always loved this spot and in my dreams it was more vivid, more colorful. Hearing a noise I turned and saw a figure by the riverside. A woman dressed in blue, her hair shining in the sun. Gorgeous. That was all I could think of to describe what was before me.

Wanting to run to her and see this beauty up close I started to lift my foot but it felt stuck, like it was mired down in the mud. Looking down at my legs I noticed nothing that would be holding my back. Why couldn't I move them? I tried again and nothing.

The beauty was still by the water, her skirts blowing gently in the breeze and I could see her head turning as if she was going to face me.

I needed to go to her; I felt it deep within me. I had to get to her but I couldn't. Why?

Call out to her! Yes I would call to her and she would come to me. I opened my mouth to yell to the vision in front of me but again…nothing.

This wasn't a dream it was a nightmare. I could feel it in my soul that my future was in front of me and for some reason I couldn't attain it. My body and brain had shut down and I was powerless.

Shaking with pent up emotions, I tried again, to move, to speak but again I was denied. The nightmare began to change and the landscape around me turned dark and bleak. All the beauty before me had vanished and it was now black.

The blackness was still around me but my eyes could now see a faint light, it glowed in the background and I tried desperately to focus on it. The blurry yellow shadow grew shaper as my eyes blinked repeatedly. The light became clearer as my sleep addled brain began to wake and I could now see it was a candle on the dresser. I was awake and in my room. The nightmare I previously endured was over and the blackness had drifted away completely.

Scanning the room I could tell by the moonlight streaming through the window it was nighttime, the room had an eerie glow from the candlelight flickering in the background. My head moved a fraction and the pain was acute. Oh damn, what the hell happened to me. I felt heavy and the slight movement of my head caused a light-headedness that had me quickly shutting my eyes trying to alleviate it. Was I drunk again? I don't ever remembering waking up feeling this poorly after a night of whiskey.

I groaned and was soon aware of a hand on top of mine. It was soft and warm; it had to have been Alice or Aunt Esme. What was wrong with me?

"Edward?" I heard a soft voice call to me.

Slowly as I could, I opened my eyes; afraid I would become dizzy again. I made my movements steady and slow.

Adjusting to the light again, my eyes focused on the face in front of me. It was Isabella.

"Edward….Oh Edward you're awake. Oh thank god." She cried.

"What happened?" I croaked, my throat parched.

Lifting a glass of water to my lips Isabella helped me quench my thirst.

"You fell from the ladder in the barn, the rung had broken as you were climbing. You hit your head very hard." She quietly answered and I was relieved at her quiet tone, my head splitting in pain.

"Where is everyone? My sister and brother?" It seemed so odd that they would not be here with me.

"Emmett is asleep and Alice went back home with Jasper, she will be back in the morning." Taking my hand she squeezed it tightly in hers.

I was confused or maybe she was. Alice went home with Jasper? This is their home. I know Isabella hasn't been here long but she was making no sense. Plus, why is she here, the tormentor of my days and nights? She shouldn't be in my room, touching me in such an intimate manner. That would surely cause people to talk.

"Isabella, I'm not sure what you're talking about, Alice and Jasper live here at the ranch. I… I think it would be best if you fetched Alice…um its not really proper for you to be in my bedroom. I mean I thank you for helping out but it would be better for my family to be here… I think you should go get one of them."

Her eyes filled with tears and she just stared at me for a moment, not moving, her eyes fixed on my face. I really didn't mean to upset her but I truly didn't believe it was a good idea for her to be alone with me in here. Her reputation would be ruined.

I was going to apologize for upsetting her but before I could, she bolted from the room.

Ugh. My head was throbbing. I was bewildered by Bella's presence and what she had said. What the hell did she mean about Alice and why did she look so devastated before she left?

The door opened a fraction and I wondered if Isabella had returned. My uncle's voice was coming through the opening. He was speaking in low tones but I heard a few words.

"I'm not sure….loss of memory…head trauma. It's ok. I will find out what's happening. Go rest, please."

Uncle Carlisle came in looking disheveled and worn out. Aunt Esme was behind him, a handkerchief in her hand, hers eyes were red-rimmed and sad.

"Edward, so glad your awake son. You had us all worried. How are you feeling?" Uncle Carlisle asked, his voice laced with concern.

Aunt Esme sat in the chair that Bella had vacated. The worry lines were etched deep around her sad eyes.

"My head hurts terribly, and if I move I feel dizzy. Isabella said I fell. What the hell happened?"

"She was right, you were climbing the ladder when the top broke and you fell quite far to the barn floor. You were unconscious for the last 2 days. I'm sure that is why your head is pounding, I will make you something to ease the pain."

"Do you remember falling or being in the barn with James?" Aunt Esme wondered.

"No, not at all. I remember the filly being sick and helping take care of her. Maybe that was why I was in the barn."

I was so confused. My aunt and uncle were quietly staring at each other, something unsaid passing between them. Oh I couldn't think anymore the pounding in my head worsening with each passing second.

"Are you feeling any pain elsewhere or is it just your head?" Uncle Carlisle asked.

"No just my head and I'm kinda hungry actually."

"Let me get you something then. You need to get your strength back." Aunt Esme left the room and I turned to my uncle.

"Uncle, can you tell me something. I'm confused, Isabella said that Alice had gone home to Jasper. What was she talking about? Isn't Alice here?'

He sat down on the chair, his shoulders sagging inward. He looked up at me with pity in his eyes. I didn't like what I saw in his expression. Something was wrong and I needed to know. I was beginning to get agitated.

"Tell me, something's not right here and you have to tell me what's going on!"

"Calm down Edward. I know your confused and I will try to explain. Just relax before you make your headache worse." Taking a deep breath he stood up and walked to the window, his back to me like he was afraid to look at me.

"It seems…well it seems that your head injury has caused some memory loss. The last thing you remembered, the filly, well that actually happened a few months ago. You don't seem to remember that Alice and Jasper got married over a month ago. They live in town now where Jasper is going to become Sheriff."

What? I couldn't be hearing this correctly. Alice was married. I don't remember that happening. What else did I forget? Will I ever remember these things?

"I can't believe this. When will my memory come back?" He sighed and turned to me.

"I don't know, there is no way of knowing if it ever will come back or if one day you will wake up and all your memories will be restored. The brain is a complicated organ and we don't know enough to answer those questions yet." Carlisle sadly replied.

Aunt Esme came in with a tray set with soup and some tea; she placed it over my lap on the bed. I really didn't feel like eating now. My mind was spinning.

"Let's start you off with something light and then after you rest we will bring you something more substantial."

I ate, not tasting a thing, while my aunt and uncle stood in the corner whispering, they appeared to be arguing, if the look on my aunt's face was anything to go by.

When they were finished my aunt picked up the soup bowl leaving the tea and left the room.

Uncle Carlisle came over with some powder that he put in my tea, telling me the medicine would help with my headache. As I drank the horrid brew I thought of Alice and Jasper. How could I not remember my own sister's wedding?

My eyelids felt heavy and before I drifted off to sleep I prayed silently that I wouldn't be without my memory for long because I had a strong feeling there was something important I was not remembering.

End note: Poor Bella, her hubby doesn't remember. Thank you for reading and I am very happy that you are still with me on this journey. Im off to go take some cold medicine..my head is killing me. :p