"Bella!"
Edward clenched Bella close to him.
"Edward."
Bella whispered weakly
"Yes. Yes. I'm here."
Edward held her to him, not wanting to let go. Carlisle stood up and left the room.
"I love you Bella."
Edward sat there, with Bella on his lap, holding her close. Then, Bella started to open her eyes.
"Edward?"
"Bella! Yes, Bella. I'm here."
Bella leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Edward.
'Oh, it was terrible, Edward."
"I know. I know."
"I-I- I think I died."
"No. No you didn't."
"Oh, but I almost did. He, He,"
"You don't have to talk about it."
"And Charlie... Charlie!"
"What is it?"
"We have to get to Charlie!"
"Why? What's wrong?"
"I, I, I don't know. We just have to."
Bella tried to stand up, but she stumbled down. Edward held her up, flinging her arm over his shoulder, and helping her out. They were almost halfway down the stairs, when Edward slipped his hand underneath Bella's knees, and lifted her up all the way. He carried her to the Volvo, and put her in the driver's seat. When they finally got to the house, Bella jumped out of the car, not caring if she could walk or not. She stood in the doorway, staring in, frozen.