Author's Note: For once in all of my stories I have no idea how the ending will be. Now, don't panic. I still believe this will be a happy ending but I'm just not sure how I will get there.

Disclaimer: Roses are red... um let's not go there with the roses. I just don't own Twilight so just don't sue.

Love is Trust

Once I got out of the bathroom I saw that Henry was spread out on the bed with his shoes on staring intently at the TV. I was working a towel through my hair, drying it as much as I could without a blow dryer. I looked over to the TV and saw a couple of good sized guys running across the court trying to put a ball through a hoop hung several feet above the ground. I shook my head in disaprroval. I never understood why guys were into this stuff, it was mindless not to mention pointless. I went back into the bathroom to retrieve my cell phone and check my messages but there were none. That's strange. When I stepped out again, Henry flicked the TV off and turned to me, suddenly serious again.

"As much as I'd like to enjoy the basketball game, I have to remember why I was here," he stated patting the spot on the bed next to him. I went over and sat down next to him wordlessly and a bit afraid of what he was going to say. "Okay, here I go. I've never done this sort of thing so bare with me." He paused for a moment seeming to be a bit uncomfortable.

"Henry, you don't have to do this," I muttered. He met my eyes and shook his head.

"Bella, we both know that if no one talks to you about this you'll never figure it out yourself," he chuckled without humor. "Let's start with something easy. Do you or do you not love Edward?" I stared at him blankly.

"Of course I do."

"Then what's the problem?" He said a bit confused.

"The problem is that I will always have that voice in the back of my head wondering if he will be there when I need him or if he will leave again," I sighed.

"You're still mad at him for leaving ten years ago?" he guessed. I shook my head.

"No, it's not that. I forgave him for that a long time ago but I'm still unsure of whether he will do the same thing twice." He laughed at my comment but got serious again afterwards.

"Bella, who do you think of when you're sad?"

"Edward."

"Who do you think of when you're lonely?"

"Edward."

"Happy?"

"Edward."

"Don't you see Bella? You love him so much, he's always on your mind. And love is trust, Bella. You trusted him with your heart, that's why you gave it to him. You gave it to him again when he came back. Bella, I was by your side for eight years and you never opened up to let me in because of him. Don't you think there's a reason for that? Don't you think that deep inside you knew all along that he was coming back for you? I don't know everything about your past but I know that Edward left because he thought it was what was best for you no matter how stupid that thought was. Bella, cold feet is perfectly natural before a wedding but this is getting ridiculous."

I had answered each one of his question without a second thought and they were the truth. Everything he said was hitting home and causing charges to be sent to my brain. Everything made perfect sense and the voice in my head was speechless and I was pretty sure I wouldn't hear from it again. I sighed and blinked a couple of times before staring Henry in the eyes.

"Thank you, Henry, for everything." I swung myself at him and gave him a hug.

"You're very welcome. You are sort of my sister after all," he said hugging me back a bit surprised at my sudden display of affection. "So, that means you're coming back?" I nodded fiercely and my chin bobbed up and down on his shoulder. "Great! I'll book us tickets for tomorrow morning." I pulled away and laughed in agreement. I reached over and grabbed the phone. I walked back into the bathroom to gather up the dirty clothes and repack the briecase. Henry chatted on the phone for about 10 minutes while I shuffled around in the briefcase trying to find a hair brush.

"Okay, Bella. Our flight is at 6:00 in the morning. That's as early as I could get it," he announced hanging up the phone.

"That's all right. I'm really in no rush." I really wasn't. He did give me three days and even though I really want to see him, I still had plenty of time.

"You wanna call them to reassure them we'll be back tomorrow late morning?" I shook my head and winked at him.

"I want it to be a surprise," I said. He nodded and flicked the TV on and continued watching sports like he did before. I parked myself in the chair near the window and stared at the full moon looming behind some thin clouds. I was going home and I was going to get married to my one true love. I smiled at the thought of Edward in a tuxedo waiting for me at the end of the aisle with his trademark crooked smile.

Author's Note: This is nowhere near the end yet. Loving Doubts is just starting to get interesting. Review.