AN- I can only apologise for the delay in getting this chapter out to you. Real life has reared it's ugly head big time this last week and a half. Thanks agian for everyone's continued support of my story, it means so much to me and keeps me smiling, enjoy.

Chapter 50- Where she belongs

Bella (POV)

I sat in horror as Rosalie told her story to me, how could someone who was so beautiful and confident have been through such hell. For as long as I knew her I saw no hidden secrets in her background, she trusted everyone around her without a hint of fear. Yet here she was telling me how terrified she used to be of Carlisle and Edward.

I found it kind of comforting to know that there could be a happy ending for someone who had a life like me, yet Rosalie and Jasper had managed to escape I didn't know how old she was, but it had to have been a few years ago, she made it sound like a whole other life time ago.

The second I had agreed to come back to the Cullen's, Jayne had jumped up from her chair a big smile playing on her lips.

"That's great to hear Bella, I'll get everything sorted here then we can be on our way." She said before rushing from the room.

Once Jayne left, me and Rosalie sat in comfortable silence for quite a while neither one of us really knowing what to say next, finally she spoke first.

"Do you have any questions?" Rosalie asked.

"Urm I don't really know to be honest, I just, the information you have told me is still kind of sinking in, I can't believe it." I replied honestly.

"I know what you mean Bella, but please try not to dwell on it too much it is in the past now and there's nothing any one of use could do to change that. My main reason for telling you is that I wanted you to see that just because you have been through some of the worst possible things in your life, they don't have to rule what happens in the future, I'm living proof of that." She said smiling genuinely.

I nodded my head thinking about what she had just said, "Can I ask you something?" I replied not quite able to meet her eyes.

"Sure anything you want Bella, and I'll try and answer as honestly as possible." She replied.

Taking a deep breath I asked "How long since…" I didn't know how to finish.

Luckily Rosalie seemed to know what I was asking.

"Me and Jasper left our Father when we were eight and came to the Cullen's when we were eleven, I've never looked back since." She said smiling at the thought of her family.

I nodded my head, she had escaped nearly ten years ago, I thought back to her story, she had said she had been scared of Carlisle for ages at first, that meant she had lived in fear for at least three years, before things began to change. I didn't know that I had that much strength in me to live in fear for years to come, though somehow Rosalie did and she had only been a kid at that point. How weak did that make me?

The next hour were a flourish of activities, different members of staff came in helping me to get ready for the journey, disconnecting me from the machines and fluids and helping me dress in something comfortable. The whole time I was tense and flinched every time a sudden movement was made I didn't like their hands so close to me. Which made the whole process painstakingly long and in the end Rosalie signalled to the nurses insisting that she would finish helping me get dressed. Although I was still tense from being close to Rosalie I wasn't flinching as much anymore.

Finally after being lifted into a wheelchair, which almost caused me to have a panic attack allowing someone to hold me that way, Jayne pushed me towards her car after the reaction I had in the hospital I wasn't about to let someone hold me that way again.

With Rosalie and Jayne either side of me I managed to hop towards the car, sitting on the edge and pulling myself back so my feet were up on the seat and I was leaning against the opposite door. Once I had a couple of pillows, one under my foot and one to rest on, Jayne and Rosalie jumped into the front of the car and we pulled out of the parking lot and headed back to the Cullen's.

I didn't know how they were going to react to me coming back, they had shown me so much compassion, yet I had just pushed them away, what if I got there and they refused to let me in and just sent me away it was a sick joke. I felt completely exhausted after getting next to no sleep the night before I could fight it no longer and dozed off in the back of the car.

When I woke up I was still in the car but it was no longer moving. Sitting up slightly I looked into the front of the car to find it empty glancing out of the back of the window I noticed the Cullen house with Jayne, Carlisle and Esme just stood to one side talking quietly there was no sign of Rosalie anywhere. I couldn't make out what they were saying but my mind were conjuring up all sorts of ideas, each getting a little worse the main one being the Cullen's telling me to leave as they had finally had enough of me. After what felt like an age Carlisle came over to the car and opened the door by my feet, I instinctively moved my good leg closer to my body holding it close.

"Hey Bella, it's good to have you back, how are you feeling?" Carlisle asked kneeling down and looking into the car at me.

"I'm ok" I replied, not meeting his eyes, not being 100% sure of what to say next.

"That's good Bella, ok we need to get you out of the car and up to your room, so could you slide yourself to the edge of the car and I'll carry you inside if that's ok?" He said warning me of what was going to happen.

I didn't reply with a spoken response but began slowly moving myself towards Carlisle, everything was painful but I managed it after a couple of minutes and was sat on the edge of the car.

Slowly Carlisle placed one hand under my knees and the other around my back lifting me from the car. I tensed once again at the closeness of the contact, but to my surprise didn't flinch away or panic like I had at the hospital. Trying to cause as little movement as possible to me Carlisle carried me up stairs into 'my room' as he called it and he placed me on the bed and settled me against the cushions I noticed that the bedding had been changed. I always loved the smell of freshly washed linen.

"There, are you comfy? Do you need any pain medication or anything else?" Carlisle asked sitting down in the chair next to me.

I shook my head before realising that I was going to have to answer his questions as that didn't really give him a good enough answer. So taking a deep breath I said "Yes thank you I am comfortable enough, and no I do not need anything else."

"Ok that's good to hear Bella, Esme is making lunch and it should be ready in a little over an hour, why don't you sleep it looks like you didn't get much sleep last night." He replied smiling, I really must have looked as exhausted as I felt.

With that he left the room and I settled into the cushions, I could feel myself drifting to sleep and once again rather than fighting it I allowed it to overtake me.

Edward POV

I watched from the door way as Carlisle carried Bella in and up the stairs, I couldn't believe she was back where she belonged. Rosalie stood next to me a smug little smile on her face.

"Ok I cave, what did you do?" I asked turning to look at my sister.

"You can thank me later brother, I've done all the leg work it's now your job to make sure she stays." She replied cryptically smiling, patting my shoulder before heading out the room I assumed to find Emmett.

I wanted nothing more than to go up to Bella's room and talk to her, but what would I say, how could I make her see that everything was going to be ok and I was there for her.

"Edward come help me" Esme called from the kitchen. So with nothing better to do I headed towards the kitchen to see what she wanted.

"There you are Edward, I need help chopping vegetables I'm making some homemade soup for Bella" She said handing me a knife and pointing to a range of vegetables on the kitchen side.

Sighing I began to chop, not really being bothered to argue with her. We worked side by side for a few minutes before she finally put down her knife and turning to me

"Alright mister, out with it, what's wrong" She demanded insisting to know what had me so distracting.

"Nothing's wrong" I tried to lie smiling at her,

"Don't give me that crap I know when one of my children is lying to their mother." She scolded.

Giving up I decided to tell her "Before Bella had left we argued I couldn't get her to see that none of the things that her father did was her fault, I tried but couldn't get her to see that. She was angry with me, how do I change that."

"Oh Edward, she is not angry with you, she's angry at the world, but most importantly she is angry at herself. You need to get her to see that no matter how many times she rants and argues with you she won't push you away, that you will always be there for her, once she knows that things will be easier for her." Esme responded kissing her cheek.

We returned to chopping the vegetables and chucking them into a pot to boil for lunch.

"Thanks for the help sweetheart, and you could also tell Bella how much you like her." She said smiling.

I just stood there staring at her, it was scary how much she remembers things when you talk and how many times she hits the nail on the head. At which point Carlisle walked into the kitchen.

"I've gotten Bella settled in her room again I'm hoping that she's getting some rest I don't think she slept well last night." He replied coming over to hug Esme.

"I think I'm going to go and check on her" I said leaving the room not giving either of them the chance to complain about my plan.

I practically ran up the stairs taking two at the time only slowing down when I got to Bella's door. As quietly as possible so as not to wake her I slipped into her room and headed towards the bed, her eyes were closed and her breathing was even, I knew she was sleeping peacefully. So I took the chair by her bed and watched her sleep, with a small smile knowing that she was back where she belonged.

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