A/N: *waves* Hi! Chapter inspired by Like I'm Gonna Lose You from Meghan Trainor ft John Legend.

SM owns all things Twilight. Everything else is mine.

Chapter 21

I've just finished pouring our coffees when Bella, dressed comfortably, walks in. She takes the coffee I offer her without a word and sits down at the dining table. I walk over to sit with her and it slips it before I realize what's been said.

"I had another dream." She looks up from her mug with a sigh. "I'm sorry, I…" I don't know what to say as nothing seems like it'll come out right at this point.

"It's okay. You can tell me."

"I'll be honest and say that I didn't want to after, you know, yesterday. But now I feel like it'll never be a good time." She just stares and waits patiently for me to continue. When I do, I kind of stutter a couple times, trying to get it all out as fast as I can. "And that man with those words and the blood rose just fills me with dread; even more so now that Seth is gone. I don't…I don't know what to think or what to do, or…anything." I'm feeling the panic again.

"Shh. Edward, Edward? Relax," she says in a rush. I close my eyes tight as she reaches over to grasp my hands. "Just breathe." I do as told and regain my composure a few moments later. When I open my eyes again, she's still there, making sure I'm okay. "Better?" I nod. "We'll get through this," she waves her hand around, "this mess of sorrow and pain and dread, but only if we do it together. While the timing of the dream is not great whatsoever, I'm happy you told me."

Look at this woman. She's just lost her dog, the one family member she had left watching out for her and she's over here comforting me on an ominous dream of mine. Renee, the angel she is, is a genius. "I've often wondered what I did to have you become a big part of my life, and I think I have your mom to thank, but I want to know what I did to deserve such a beautiful woman like you; though I'm not going to question it anymore."

Her eyes hold unshed tears that threaten to spill over and stain her cheeks, this time with happiness as she smiles. God, I've missed that smile in the last day. She moves her body closer, the chair scraping across the floor, and her lips press into mine. A hand cups my face, but the kiss only lasts a few seconds. When she pulls away and sits back down, she wipes the tears that have fallen.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

Waking up from these dreams has me grateful that Bella is still here, alive and with me. Said dreams, however, are scary and have me paranoid. I hate that I can't seem to talk in them and get answers. All they leave me with is fear; fear that I'll wake up and she really will be gone. I'm afraid that someday soon, she will be taken from me and this world. I'll be keeping my eyes open more and I pray the someone in the shadows is just a bad dream.

We are not promised tomorrow and we aren't promised a happily ever after, but by God, I will do whatever it takes to get our happy ending.

A/N: My second semester starts up in one week from today (Jan 9), so again, no promises on when updates will be.