AN: As stated before, all these characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. I do not claim anything but the plot and even some of that was completely inspired by the personalities of the characters created by Stephenie Meyer.

Now to those of you who reviewed. Thank you very much for you comments, encouragement and questions, and please believe me when I say, I'm not evil and I did not intentionally mean to take this long to update. If you want to blame anyone, blame Emmett and Jasper, they became more verbose then I thought they would and they would stop talking. To help you understand, this was originally 25 pages, it is now 29 pages long on Word, and Edwards chapter is already in the 30's and I still have one section to write that takes place while Bella is sleeping. I hope to have that up sometime next week. Once again, I apologize for the delay but blame Emmett and Jasper. Thanks!

Bella-Sitting – Bella

I woke up with a rusty salty smell assailing my senses. It took me less time, when I opened my eyes, to remember where I was and what had happened. The nausea had returned, but I fought it and reached over to touch Charlie. I had to know if he was okay. I could just barely see him and it looked like he was slumped over the steering wheel. I placed my hand on his back to see if he was still breathing. I hadn't realized I was holding my breath until I let out a deep breath when I felt him moving as he breathed.

I couldn't gauge what time it was because the only light I saw was the cruiser's headlights, but they seemed dimmer than normal. I was still light-headed and another wave of nausea washed over me as a breeze moved through the driver's window intensifying the scent of Charlie's blood.

I thought I'd pass out again, but then I heard a low growling. My thoughts jumped instantly to Edward, but then I heard a second growl and it was more animal like. It reminded me of a dog a neighbor had in Phoenix. I shifted my aching body with my sore arms so I could look out the side windows. I notice a pack of wolves snarling and growling just outside the cruiser. Both windows were open partway and I realized the scent of the blood attracted them.

The smell that repulsed me lured them. My mind was refusing to focus properly due to my light-headedness, and I knew it would be only minutes before I passed out again. My last conscious thought was how the eyes of the wolves had a strange glow in them. It's not natural, I thought.

My next moment of consciousness was shorter than the two before, and I noticed two things. First, the sky through the trees was blue. Second, an angel named Edward was reaching into the car and calling my name. The last thing I remembered before passing out for the last time was whispering, "You came."

I felt something cold touching my face and hands. I knew it had to be Edward, but I wondered why he wasn't in bed with me. Usually I wake up in his arms. Then I noticed my bed was uncomfortable; there was something different about it even the pillow didn't feel right. I felt rather groggy like I hadn't slept well; it was hard to open my eyes. I turned my head toward the side of the bed where I knew Edward would be sitting. Slowly, my eyes opened, and I saw his smiling face.

"Hello. I missed you." My voice came out hoarse and raspy.

"Here, drink this." Edward lifted my head and put a cup to my lips.

I took a drink of cold water. I enjoyed the cool wetness as it slid down my throat; I hadn't realized I was so thirsty. Then I noticed the room; it was a hospital room. Why was I in the hospital? Then flashes of the last hours came back. "Charlie! Where is Charlie?" How could I have forgotten the accident?

"Calm down, Bella. He's here, but in another room." He made me lie back down.

"But how is he? He was bleeding a lot."

Edward looked at me skeptically.

"It makes me nauseous and light-headed remember, and the smell was stronger. I think I kept passing out because of the smell. I think it attracted the wolves." I was lying back on the lumpy pillow remembering how I felt and what I saw.

"I didn't see any when I finally found you." He replied.

"I saw a number of wolves walking around outside; I was afraid they would come through the windows. They had funny looking eyes. They seemed to glow." As I stared at the ceiling, I saw those eyes hungrily staring at me.

"Bella, I didn't see any wolves. I didn't see any tracks of any animals around the car. Are you sure you really saw them?" He looked at me intently.

"I'm sure Edward. I may have blacked out right after that, but I'm positive I saw them, and you didn't answer my question about Charlie. Is he okay?" I was becoming overly concerned. Was Edward hiding something from me? I turned and looked closely at his face seeking the truth.

"He's in a coma."

I sat up quickly. My fear must've been extremely evident on my face.

"Calm down, Bella. Carlisle says it's not surprising considering the injury to his head. His airbag didn't deploy and his head struck the steering wheel. He received a gash on his head and that's why there was so much blood."

"Will he be okay? Will he come out of it?" I knew Edward heard the fear in my voice.

"He'll be fine, really Bella. Just give him time to heal a little. Carlisle thinks the coma may last a day or two and then he should wake up. You'll be fine too. You haven't asked about your injuries?" His face showed concern, but it was a beautiful face.

I reached up, touched his face, and caressed his check. I had missed him tremendously, and my heart swelled with the love I felt for him. "I haven't asked because I don't feel any pain. Am I hurt Edward?" I smiled lovingly at him.

"What am I going to do with you? You worry about everyone but yourself. I want you to be more careful with yourself. I don't want anything bad happening to you ever again, but the magnet in you just draws in every bad event it can find."

"But I didn't go out looking for an accident. We were only leaving flowers for Esme and Alice. How was I supposed to know something like this would happen? Why didn't Alice see this?"

"When did you decide to go over to the house?"

"Saturday around dinner time."

"I think Alice was too busy hunting. Remember how I said that we lose control during those times? Alice would have been too busy concentrating on her . . . um . . ."

"Dinner?" I offered with a slight smile.

"Okay, dinner. She was too focused on her dinner to see anything connected to the accident. When I found your house empty, I was scared. I couldn't fathom where you could have gone, but then I remembered the flowers and wondered whom you found to help deliver them. I decided I would back track to the house and carefully scan the surrounding areas looking for what happened. When I saw you slumped over in the car – Bella, I thought you were seriously injured because of the smell of the blood, but then I realized that none of it smelled of you. You weren't moving, but I could hear your shallow breathing. I thought the worst. Bella, you can't keep doing this to me. I don't ever want to see you like that again. Phoenix was the worst, but this wasn't good either. I don't want to lose you like that." He reached out and took me in his arms. His embrace was comforting and loving, and I wrapped my arms around him.

I didn't want him to let go, but I also thought about what he had said. I knew that one day he would have to face the fact that as a human he would lose me just that way. I could have lost Charlie just that way. Death was a looming inevitability. If I could realize that, why couldn't Edward, and could I dare bring that up at this moment. I don't know if either one of us was ready to discuss this fact again.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

I started to feel a dull arch in my arms. "My arms hurt," I said into his chest where I had happily buried my face.

"It's because of the bruises."

"What bruises?" I mumbled but didn't move.

"You see, I told you. You worry more about others than yourself. When the airbag deployed, the panel must've hit your arms. Did you raise them during the crash?"

I had to think about what my reaction had been before I could answer. "I think . . . I vaguely remember . . . raising them in front of my face."

"Well, bruised arms are better than a broken nose." Edward kissed my forehead.

"Edward, did you go to my house before you found us?"

"Yes. Why?"

"How come you didn't see us on the way to my house?"

"I was in such a hurry that I took a short cut through the woods. I missed you, and I couldn't wait to be by your side. If I had followed the road, then I would have seen the car even though it had gone off the road a bit and was further in the trees. Any other passing car wouldn't have seen it, but I would've if I had gone that way."

"Edward, can I see him?" I decided to focus my thoughts on Charlie.

"Not until Carlisle says it's okay for you to leave this bed." He replied sternly.

"This bed is lonely and uncomfortable." I hinted.

I must've given a good hint, because Edward was instantly beside me on the bed. I don't know how long we just sat there holding each other, but it was so comforting and enjoyable that I was disappointed when Carlisle walked into the room.

"Good thing it wasn't the nurse who found you like this." He smiled so I knew he wasn't upset about us being together. "Is this the prescription I need to write so you recover more quickly Bella?" He commented.

"It wouldn't hurt," I replied with a blush.

"And how are you feeling?"

"Safe, loved, comforted. Edward is my panacea." I smiled happily and was surprised by my boldness.

"Well, I'm glad to see there's no permanent damage." He smiled broadly.

"Can I see my dad?" I asked.

"Yes, but go easy. Remember, your leg is in a cast, and if you get dizzy, stop and sit down. I don't want you receiving anymore injuries while you're in the hospital." He wrote something on the chart at the end of my bed and began to walk out of the room. "Oh, one other thing, you can go home in a little while." Then he left.

"Can you help me out of this bed, Edward?"

"And I was just getting comfortable." He teased.

"So was I, but I would like to see Charlie."

Edward kissed me before he got up and helped me get out of the hospital bed. I was happy I wasn't in a hospital gown. I hated those things. I guessed, since this was a short stay, they figured I could just stay in my regular clothes, and there wasn't any blood on them, so I didn't have to worry about that fact. Edward walked me slowly to Charlie's room, which was adjacent to the room I had. I sat down in a chair next to Charlie's bed. He looked so pale, and the tubes from the monitor reminded me of tentacles as they breached into his arm. The monitor, at least, informed me his heart rate was steady. Edward kissed my forehead and told me he had an errand to run but would be back shortly. I think he wanted to give me some time alone with Charlie.

I felt miserable seeing him all hooked up with a large bandage on his head.

I took his hand in mine and said, "It'll be okay dad. Don't worry about me because I'm fine, and I know Dr. Cullen will take good care of you. You have to rest up and recover quickly."

Just then, Jacob wheeled Billy into the room. I wasn't sure how Billy had found out so quickly about the accident, but then I realized I didn't really know how long I'd been sleeping before I woke up in the hospital bed.

I decided I had to be cordial to Billy because of his friendship with Charlie, but I couldn't stop the image of the last time I saw Jacob. His father had sent him to the prom with a warning – 'We'll be watching.'

"Hello Billy." I tried to keep the animosity that I felt out of my voice.

"Bella," he started with a guarded tone. "How's Charlie?"

I figured he might as well know that Carlisle was Charlie's doctor. "Dr. Cullen says he is in a coma because of the head wound."

"Are you sure you want Dr. Cullen looking after your dad?" Billy asked cautiously.

It was the wrong thing to ask me and my temper wasn't at its best. "I trust Dr. Cullen with my life and my dad's despite your distrust of him and his family." Jacob looked shocked at my outburst. "Jacob gave me your message, but for someone who would be 'watching' me, it wasn't you who found me and called an ambulance, it was Edward. Where were you?"

"Bella, I'm only looking out for your best interest," Billy interjected.

"I know you're one of dad's best friends, but what's in my best interest is up to me to decide." I took a deep breath. "It was in my best interest that Edward was beside me when Tyler's van nearly crushed me. It was in my best interest that Edward was able to find dad and me after the crash."

"And what about Phoenix?" Billy interrupted.

"It was in my best interest that Edward and his dad were both present when I was clumsy enough to trip and fall through that window." It was time Billy realized that my life and Edward's were intertwined, and in my mind, they were intertwined forever. "Look Billy, Edward is the most important person in my life. In fact, without him, I wouldn't have a life. To me, Edward is my life and my life belongs to him." I hadn't meant for anyone else to hear what I was telling Billy and Jacob, but I knew Edward had heard at least the last because I saw him walk in the door and then I saw Emmett, Jasper, and Alice follow him into the room. I really hadn't meant for them to hear any of that.

Edward smiled at Billy and Jacob and walked over to me, put his arm around my shoulder, leaned over, kissed my cheek, and asked, "How's your dad?"

I was confused at first because he knew how Charlie was; he had told me about Charlie's condition, but then I realized that with Billy present he might not want Billy to know that he'd been here with me all along.

I smiled up at him and then at the rest of my family and replied, "The same. Your dad says it may be a day or two until he wakes up." I thought I'd add enough information to inform everyone of Charlie's condition.

"And how are you doing?" His tone was full of concern.

He knew how I was doing medically, so his concern had to be about Billy's presence. I decided I'd answer the question two ways. "I'm fine, just some bruises; no broken bones or any other injuries." That answered my medial condition for Billy and then I answered Edward's concern about Billy's presence. "Billy and Jacob stopped by to see how dad was doing. I just pointed out it was you who found us and called for help." I smiled reassuringly at Edward and then grinned widely at Billy. "Billy, I'd like you to meet the rest of my extended family. These are Edward's brothers and sister."

That's when Carlisle walked into the room. The atmosphere had grown awkward and slightly menacing, but when Carlisle walked into the room and I felt some relief because of his authoritative presence.

"Dr. Cullen, I'd like you to meet Billy and Jacob Black. Billy is a friend of dads." I thought it was only right to see to the amenities but I refused to add his as my friend.

Carlisle nodded to Billy and Jacob. Then he said, "I'd like everyone to step in the hall; I need to speak with Bella alone for a moment." He spoke with a determined command in his voice.

Edward gave him a concerned look, but Carlisle just waited for everyone to leave, then he closed the door. I was worried this meant bad news for Charlie.

"Bella," he stopped and place his hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry, this isn't bad news." He smiled reassuringly. He must have seen the concern in my face. "I called your mom while waiting for the emergency crew to remove the doors. I told her you would call as soon as you were able, but I reassured her it was nothing to be concerned about that you only had a mild concussion and needed to rest. I also told her about Charlie. She didn't want you staying by yourself, so I suggested Alice stay with you, or if she liked, you could stay with us while your dad's recuperating. She thought it would be okay if Alice stayed with you." He smiled again. "I think she's worried about you spending the night under the same roof as Edward."

Even I couldn't help but laugh at that, but I also blushed because it became obvious that Carlisle knew Edward spent his nights with me. I'd never thought about that before.

"Anyway, it has been arranged for Alice to be at your house in the evenings and Edward will pick both of you up there for school in the morning. We don't want anyone to question whether or not you have someone around helping you if you need it." Carlisle was patted my shoulder in a manner reminiscent of my mother when she was trying to comfort me and let me know that everything would be all right.

"So, do you really think dad will come out of the coma in a day or two?" I couldn't help but worry about him.

"Yes. Generally with a head wound like this, the patient's body uses the coma to help heal whatever has happened and to stop the damage to the brain from spreading. My concern is whether he suffered any major brain damage. Do you know how fast the car was going when it hit the tree?" We were sitting side by side and he was holding my hand.

"No, my mind was preoccupied with other thoughts," I shyly confessed. "I didn't even see what happened to cause the crash."

"Well, we'll just keep a careful watch on him, and I'll keep you informed of any changes. Now, how are you feeling?" He held up my arms to examine the bruises.

"They hurt a little, but nothing serious. I don't hurt anywhere else, if that's what you're wondering."

"You're lucky that panel didn't break your arm."

"Or my nose." I smiled and he smiled in return.

"Yes, that was another option that could've occurred. Everything looks fine so I'm going to check you out, and I'll send in your visitors."

"Carlisle, I'm sorry it's awkward for all of you with Billy here, but I can't send him away. On the other hand, I don't want to send anyone else away either. Is this going to be a problem, him being around, with the family?"

"I'm not going to say everything will be fine. It'll be uncomfortable, but we're not invading their land or violating the treaty by visiting Charlie or taking care of you. I will warn the rest to be careful about what they say." He patted my hand reassuringly.

"Thank you and I appreciate everything you've done for me and all you're doing for my dad."

Carlisle got up. "After you're release is completed, I'll let you know." Then he walked out the door.

Edward was the first one through the door. He smiled reassuringly at me and sat beside me. "How are you doing?"

That was the third time he had asked how I was doing. I needed to make him understand that I was fine. "Edward, I'm fine – a little disoriented maybe but fine. Your dad said they'd continue to monitor dad for changes. He'll know more when dad comes out of the coma."

Jacob was bringing Billy in as I told Edward about what Carlisle said, so I wasn't going to have to repeat the information.

"Did you see what happened?" Billy asked.

"You mean what caused the accident?" I looked toward Billy.

"Yes." He stopped near the end of Charlie's bed and Jacob sat in a chair on the other side of the bed.

As they walked in, Emmett, Jasper, and Alice gathered around Edward and me. I felt like I had four vampire bodyguards making sure no other harm came to me.

I looked around at everyone; I could feel the tension in the air, but I was glad I only had to say this one more time, or so I thought. "No, I didn't see what caused the accident. I wasn't really paying attention." I glanced at Edward. "It wasn't until I felt the car swerve that I realized something happened. I threw my arms up in front of my face when I saw the trees in our path. That's why I have the bruises on my arms. Dr. Cullen said I was lucky I didn't have a broken arm, and that my arms protected my face. I passed out right after that partly from the shock and partly," I looked at Edward again, "from the smell of the blood."

"You smelled the blood?" Billy sounded surprised.

I also noticed Emmett and Jasper seemed surprised by my comment. I would've thought Edward would've mentioned that fact to them.

"Yes, I can smell blood and it makes me light-headed and dizzy among other things." I hadn't felt like admitting the part about the nausea. It was bad enough I had to admit the scent of blood had a negative affect on me.

I heard both Jasper and Emmett chuckle softly. They knew I wanted Edward to change me, but if he did, I would thirst for blood. I wondered how my human aversion to the smell would be affected by my thirst for it after I was changed, or would the change also change my human aversion to the scent.

There was a moment of awkward silence, and then Edward mentioned the wolves. "Bella, one thing you said was that you saw wolves. Emmett and Alice looked but didn't find any wolf tracks around the wreckage," I saw Billy's eyes widen at his comment. "Are you sure you saw wolves?"

"Yes." I paused trying to remember the moment. "I remember reaching over to see if dad was still breathing. Because of the strength of the scent, I was worried. The scent was overwhelming, and I thought I was going to blackout again, but then I heard a growl and . . ." I looked at Edward leaving my comment unfinished. "It was followed by another, and that's when I looked out the window and saw the wolves circling the cruiser. Before I could do anything, I blacked out. I did notice that they had funny glowing eyes," I said as I stared at the wall. The silence enveloped the room again as I looked around at everyone present.

Billy's face registered disbelief and surprise. Emmett, Jasper, and Edward seemed concerned. Alice smiled slightly, like she knew something, and Jacob just looked uncomfortable.

Billy broke the silence by asking, "Are you going to be okay Bella?"

I looked at him questioningly, not sure of what he was asking.

"Being alone while Charlie's in the hospital," he explained.

"Oh, I won't be alone. Carlisle is letting Alice stay with me. My mom doesn't want me to stay alone, and when Carlisle suggested that Alice could stay at Charlie's, mom was very pleased. She met Alice in Phoenix and said she was 'a pleasant young lady.'" I smiled at Alice, but I heard Emmett chuckle and saw Jasper punch him in the arm, at which I laughed into my hand.

Billy didn't seem very pleased by that information but he couldn't do much about it, especially since my mom thought it was a good idea. "Well, you take care of yourself, and keep me informed of any change in your dad's condition. Jacob, I'm ready to go home." I saw him shoot a warning look toward Edward.

"I will let you know as soon as I know." I offered.

As Billy started to leave, Jacob looked at me apologetically, "I'm sorry about your dad and I hope he's better soon. I'm glad you're okay."

"Thanks Jacob." I smiled.

When Billy was out of the room, Jacob added softly, "I'm sorry about what he said," and then Jacob rushed out after his dad.

After the door clicked shut behind Jacob, Emmett murmured, "Well, that was interesting." To which we all laughed quietly.

Then I looked over at Charlie and felt a little guilty about laughing while he was in a coma.

"Are you really okay, Bella?" Edward put his arm around my waist and pulled me against him.

I could read the concern on his face.

"Actually, I'm fine although I feel a little faint." At which I must have passed out.

I felt something cold and wet on my face, and when I opened my eyes, I saw everyone huddled around my bed. Their faces revealed their concern for me. I noticed Carlisle was also present.

"Bella, when was the last time you ate?" He asked.

I had to think about that and finally had to admit, "I don't know."

"Did you eat dinner last night?"

"Well, I cooked dinner, and I sat down at the table with Charlie, but I don't really remember the meal." I looked at Edward. "My mind was elsewhere."

I saw Edwards's crooked smile. "From the food left on your plate in the kitchen, I'd say you didn't eat anything."

Carlisle looked concerned. "So the last time you ate was lunch yesterday."

"No, I forgot to eat lunch, but I did have half a bowl of cereal for breakfast." I offered quietly.

"Okay. I have pretty good idea of why you just fainted." He turned to Edward. "You and Alice take her home and make sure she eats something." Then he turned back toward me. "Then I want you to rest, and I'm going to write you a doctor's excuse for missing school tomorrow because I want you to stay home and rest some more, and please, don't skip anymore meals."

I looked up at him shyly and quietly asked. "Can Edward stay with me?"

Emmett laughed aloud and Jasper chuckled quietly. "I guess you'll be Bella-sitting tomorrow Edward." Emmett teased.

"Do you want me to stay and chaperone?" Alice smiled teasingly Carlisle. "I wouldn't want Bella's mom to think I'm not watching out for her daughter properly." She laughed.

"I think Bella will be safe enough if you go to school tomorrow. Rosalie can stop by the house and pick you up in the morning because I want you to stay at Bella's tonight," Edward raised an eyebrow at that remark, "just in case Bella needs help with any personal needs." He concluded. Then he turned toward me, "You should also be aware, Bella, that an officer will probably be stopping by the house later today or tomorrow to ask you some questions about the accident, but if I were you, I wouldn't mention the wolves." Carlisle smiled reassuringly at me. "We'll take good care of your dad, and if there's any change, I'll call. Otherwise, wait until tomorrow afternoon before you come back to visit."

"Is there anything we should watch for?" Alice asked.

"Yes, she had a slight concussion, so watch her this afternoon; if she falls asleep, wake her up every hour. Edward should know what to watch for. You'll be in good hands Bella just take it easy and rest." Then he walked out of the room.

"Would you like me to bring you anything?" Jasper asked Alice.

"Well, that depends." She replied as she looked toward Edward.

"We can stop by the house on the way to Bella's." Edward offered.

I wondered if she'd asked him silently about stopping by the house.

"Besides, we can drop Emmett and Jasper off at the same time." Edward then turned to me. "Would you like time alone with your dad before we leave?"

"No, I'll just say goodbye and then we can go." I stood up and walked slowly to Charlie's room, leaned over and kissed his cheek, and said, "I'll see you tomorrow dad." Then I turned and took Edward's arm and walked out of the room. I trusted Carlisle and knew he would call the instant there was any change. I leaned against Edward because I felt light-headed.

Edward noticed I was having problems, so he picked me up and carried me out of the hospital. I just leaned my head against his shoulder and relaxed in his arms. He set me in the front seat of his Volvo and Alice, Jasper, and Emmett gracefully slid into the back seat.

"You know, we were really worried about you," Emmett started. "When Edward called Alice and said you were missing, we all went out looking for you. Of course, Edward found you, but we were all there when the ambulance and police arrived. Carlisle started treating you both as soon as you were safely removed from the wreckage."

"How badly was the car damaged?" I asked.

Jasper chuckled, "They had to use 'the Jaws of Life' to remove the doors. Carlisle wouldn't let Emmett or Edward rip them off before help arrived."

"It would have been so simple." Emmett growled.

"The car is totaled; even Rosalie couldn't fix it." Jasper supplied.

If the car was that bad and Charlie's airbag didn't deploy, it made me wonder how bad his injuries really were.

"Don't worry Bella, your dad will be fine," Alice informed me.

I turned around and looked at her. "Are you sure, Alice?"

"Yes, I am, and so will you." She reassured me.

"Thanks Alice, but I know I'll be okay; I have to be because I promised Edward I would stay safe."

Edward chuckled, "You call being in an accident staying safe?"

"Well, there's no permanent damage, just a few bruises." I thought don't laugh at me, and I briefly became irritated with him. "All things considered, Mr. Cullen," I said seriously, "I'd say yes. I wasn't driving," I heard him mutter 'Thank goodness' under his breath but ignored him, "by myself, there were no muggers around, and . . ." I had to think about what other dangers could have threatened me, besides the one that made me shudder the most because he almost killed me, ". . . and the wolves didn't get me." I concluded with a slight smile. "See, I stayed fairly safe."

The back seat filled with laughter; Emmett's was the loudest but Alice's was the sweetest.

Then Emmett ruffled my hair. "I don't think Edward counts that as staying safe, but knowing you, I'd say it could have been worse."

"By the way, that was a truly brave thing you did standing up to Billy and declaring you were a part of our family," Alice declared.

"Yes, the look on his face spoke volumes," Jasper added.

"Well, it bothers me that they are so close minded and see only one side." I felt anger rise up in me that Billy wouldn't even give the Cullen's the opportunity to prove that they didn't mean to harm anyone.

"That's the side they need to see," Edward interjected. "It's the side you refuse to see. We are dangerous; they should be weary of us."

That wasn't a point I'd argue, but he failed to understand that, for whatever reason that existed in me, I felt totally and undeniable safe around him. Maybe other humans did need to feel trepidation around Edward and his family, but my mind refused to accept that sentiment.

Jasper agreed. "He's right Bella. It isn't easy to fight our natural urge, but Alice is also right, it was brave."

"Hey, you can stand up for me anytime." Emmett tousled my hair.

All I could think was what a mess it must look, so he probably couldn't make it look any worse. Besides, it was such a brotherly thing to do, and I liked that.

"Thanks Emmett, but you can be intimidating enough. I don't think you really need me to defend you." Emmett would be intimidating even if he weren't a vampire. His build made him intimidating; he was all brawn but beautiful at the same time.

"True, but it is the thought that counts and you think enough of me to defend me to the Quileute." Emmett added.

"And why not; you're like the older brother I never had." I happily supplied.

"And that's how I want you to think of me. I'm now your older brother, so if anyone ever hurts you, just let me know and I'll correct the situation. That includes Edward as well."

I felt a giggle escape. I couldn't even imagine needing protection from Edward; it was a silly idea.

"Oh, and Bella, the next time you flirt with someone, can I watch." Emmett added.

What had Edward told them? I heard Jasper and Alice's muffled laugh and I glared at Edward. He couldn't have told them could he? I had to know. "Edward, you didn't!" I stated accusingly.

"I'm sorry Bella. I was explaining why Jacob broke the treaty." As he looked at me, it was as if his eyes were pleading with me to forgive him.

Inadvertently I blushed when he mentioned of Jacob. The whole scene on the beach while I was trying to pull information from Jacob about the Cullen's family was an embarrassment to me. I was ready to tell Edward how I felt about him sharing that information, but we had reached the house and I saw Esme approaching the car to greet us.

As soon as the Volvo stopped, Alice, Jasper, and Emmett were out of the car, and Esme opened my door and hugged me. "I'm so glad you're okay and don't worry about your dad, Carlisle is one of the best doctor's around."

"I know Esme, and thank you for caring." I replied softly.

"I'll always care dear. You're one of my daughters now, remember, and the flowers were beautiful. Thank you," she kissed my cheek affectionately. "Are you both coming in?" She looked at Edward who was still behind the steering wheel.

Edward answered. "No, Carlisle has instructed Alice and me to take Bella home so we can feed her," he looked meaningfully at me probably chastising me for my failure to eat properly while he was gone. "And make her rest. Alice won't be home tonight. Carlisle thought it would be best if she stayed at Bella's in case Bella needed help with anything I wouldn't be allowed to help with." He gave me a wicked smile and I instantly blushed.

I knew he did that intentionally. Esme must've realized it also for, in her best mother's voice, she said, "Edward Anthony, behave your self." To me she said softly, "Bella, you take care of yourself. Do as Carlisle tells you and don't' worry about anything." Then she kissed my cheek again and walked back toward the house as Alice came out with Jasper escorting her.

I felt a little guilty about separating them even if it was for only one night, so as they reached the car I said, "You know Alice, you don't have to stay all night; you can slip out after dark."

"No, Carlisle said I should stay all night, and I don't like disobeying his requests. Beside, I'll see Jasper tomorrow."

I still felt guilty so I added, "Jasper could come over and stay as well. I don't mind."

"Thanks Bella," Jasper smiled, "But I think it would be better if I didn't."

I looked at him quizzically.

"The smell," he offered.

"Oh." I wasn't sure if he meant my smell or the fact that two humans lived in the house and it probably contained a strong scent of human blood.

Jasper passionately kissed Alice before helping her into the back seat. I hadn't meant to watch, but their kiss pulled at my heart. That was how I longed for Edward to kiss me.

As Edward drove us to Charlie's house, Alice leaned up against the back of my seat. "Bella, I really like the flowers. That was nice of you to do."

I couldn't help blushing, but not because I felt flattered but because it hadn't been my idea even though it should've been. "Alice, I must confess, it wasn't me who thought of the flowers as a thank you. It should've been because of all your help the past few months, but Charlie was the one who suggested I buy you flowers. He was right, and it was remiss of me not to find a way to say thank you sooner than this."

"That was sweet of him. I'll have to tell him thank you after he wakes up." Alice bubbled. "Do you realize this is my first sleep over? I've never spent the night at a friend's house. Of course, I've never had a human friend before either. Thanks Bella."

I hadn't really thought about the fact that Alice hadn't had a normal teenage life. That her memories began after being changed. Alice missed so much, I thought. Was that what Edward was afraid of, that I would feel like I'd missed all the normal teenage activities. Didn't he realize I'd never miss those types of things because I never had a desire to take part in them? It would have to be something we talked about, but not tonight. I didn't want to argue with him tonight.

"Well, it won't be a real sleep over," I told Alice with a smile, "because I'll be the only one sleeping, and unless you spend the night in my room, it also won't be a real sleepover."

"Hey, that's an idea." Alice's enthusiasm bubbled over. "We could stay up and talk and I could do you hair and your nails, and . . ."

"Stop right there." Edward commanded. "Bella needs her rest. Besides, I'm the only one who gets to spend the night in Bella's room."

That made me blush from my head down to my toes. Aloud, he was telling Alice we spent the nights together in my room. I imagined she already knew that, but now he had actually said it, and in front of me, knowing I'd blush at that confession.

"Edward, look what you did to her?" Alice accused. "I've never seen anyone turn that shade of red before. Bella," Alice hesitated, "what does it feel like to blush?"

"Alice!" Edward whipped around to look at her, a shocked expression on his face.

I knew he was saying something to her because of the expression on his face and his were moving rapidly, but then I realized he wasn't watching the road at all. One accident was enough; I didn't want to be in another one.

"Edward, eyes on the road please." I pleaded. As soon as he faced forward, I relaxed a little. "It's okay for Alice to ask; I don't mind." I realized this was the truth; I didn't mind. I felt sympathetic to Alice; it had to be hard not having any memories of a human life, and the human life she did have couldn't have been very memorable considering it was spent in an asylum. "I'll tell you inside." I told Alice as I noticed Edward was pulling into the drive, and for the first time since Thursday, I was actually feeling hungry.

Edward was at my door before I could unbuckle my seatbelt. He waited until I was done and then he helped me out of the car. "How are you feeling?"

Was he ever going to stop asking that? I had to wonder how many times I would have to say I'm fine before he would believe me. "I'm okay, Edward, really. I'm a little hungry, but other than that, I'm really okay."

"You're telling me the truth, right?" His eyes focused on mine, and I couldn't help but stare deeply into to them and promptly lose myself in them.

I was so lost and dazzled by his eyes that my next step faltered and Edward caught me in his arms.

"See, you're not alright. Why didn't you say you felt weak and needed help?" He admonished me.

"Because, until you dazzled me with you're eyes," I smiled, "I felt capable of walking. You have to learn to be more careful about how intensely you look at me, it just . . . oh, I don't know what words to use . . . I guess, I just go . . ."

"Weak in the knees?" He offered with his crooked smile.

"That's one way of putting it, but it's even more than that."

Edward had carried me in the house and proceeded up the stairs.

"Where are you taking me?"

"To bed."

I blushed again. "That statement can be interpreted in different ways depending on whose listening." I replied and shot a quick look at Alice who was following us.

"Edward, do you always say things to make Bella blush? That's twice now in the last few minutes," Alice teased.

"Okay," he chuckled, "so I'll rephrase my statement. I'm going to lie you down on your bed so you can rest. Better?"

"I'm hungry, Edward," I pleaded. "Can't I eat first?"

"Alice will fix you something to eat and you'll dine in bed." He looked me in the eye, "And no arguments."

I gave him my best pouting look. I didn't want to lie down; I wanted to visit. Well, truth be told, I wanted to be held and kissed, and cuddled by him. I had a longing deep inside of me for close contact with Edward, and it was a hurting ache only he could remove, but could I tell him this without him becoming concerned and telling me how he was causing me pain.

Before I could say anything, Edward said, "Alice, why don't you go downstairs and fix Bella something to eat."

I looked over Edward's shoulder and saw a surprised look on Alice's face, then she shrugged her shoulder's, turned around, and danced down the stairs. Oh, how I envied her. That's how I wanted to be able to walk, no tripping or ungraceful moves, just light airy graceful movements.

Edward swept into my room and gently laid me on my bed. Then he pulled out a cell phone from his pocket and handed it to me. "Here, call your mom. Carlisle told her you'd call as soon as you arrived home, and no, you can't go downstairs to call her, you'll talk to her and rest at the same time."

How did he know I was going to suggest I call from downstairs? Had I really hit my head in the accident and it caused my mind to be readable by him? I stared at him, then the phone in my hand and back at him. "Edward, how did you know I'd ask that?" I was inquisitive; I had to know how he knew.

"I read it in your face. Sometimes, but those are limited, I can tell what you're going to do or say by your look, but most of the time what you say and do comes as a complete surprise. Now, be a good girl and call your mom." Then he ruffled my hair.

Well, if he was going to treat me like a child, I decided I'd act like one, so I stuck my tongue out at him. He promptly laughed. I ignored his laugh by dialing mom's number. She must have been sitting by the phone for she picked it up on the first ring.

"Hello?"

"Hi, mom."

"Bella! Where are you calling from?" Her tone told me how concerned she was.

"I'm at home in bed, and I'm fine mom. Nothing's broken or out of place." I kept my tone light so as not to worry her.

"Oh, I wondered if you were still in the hospital because a different number registered on the caller ID."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Edward loaned me his cell phone. He's making me rest while I'm talking to you." I looked over at Edward, but I saw a frown on his face. Had I said something wrong? Then he mouthed, 'I'll be right back.'

"Edward is there with you?"

"Yes, and so is Alice. They brought me home and Alice is making me something to eat, an order from Dr. Cullen."

"Are you sure you're okay? I was so worried when Dr. Cullen called. Bella, why are these things always happening to you? You have to be more careful."

"It's okay mom. It was just an accident. You should be more concerned about Charlie than about me. He is in a coma."

"What?"

"Didn't Dr. Cullen tell you about that?"

"No, he just said you and Charlie were in the hospital but not to worry and that you would call later this afternoon after he discharged you. What happened Bella?"

"We were in a car accident. The car swerved and hit a tree. Charlie's airbag didn't deploy and he hit his head on the steering wheel. Dr. Cullen said it is normal for someone with a head wound like that to be in a coma for a couple of days. He thinks Charlie will come out of it in a day or two and then he'll know if there is any permanent damage or not. As soon as I learn anything else, I'll let you know."

"You call me even if it is the middle of the night. I want you to keep me informed, and if you need anything, you call. I can come out and stay with you if you need me to."

"No mom, Alice will be staying with me, and besides, you hate Forks, remember. I wouldn't think of asking you to drop everything to come here. I'm fine, and the all the Cullens will make sure I have everything I need."

"Well, don't over do it. You rest up and take care of yourself, but do call if you need anything."

"Don't worry mom. If I need something, I imagine either Alice or Esme will be happy to help me, and I will rest. Dr. Cullen has already ordered me to stay home and rest tomorrow."

"You won't be alone will you?"

"No mom, I won't," but I wouldn't tell her that it would be Edward who would be staying with me and not Alice. No need to worry her unduly, she was still getting use to the idea that what I felt for Edward was more than just a teenage crush.

Just then, I heard a crash coming from the kitchen. I was beginning to wonder what Alice was doing down there, and what could I expect as a meal. Would it even be edible? Then it struck me, Alice didn't know how to cook. How could Edward have expected her to fix me something to eat? That was mean of him.

"Well, you just remember to call if you need me. Okay honey?"

"I promise mom."

"Well, you get some rest, and do call me if anything changes for you or Charlie."

"Okay mom."

"I love you Bella."

"And I love you too mom, bye."

"Bye dear," I heard her phone click.

I was about to get out of bed to see what had happened downstairs. I had already sat up and was swinging my legs off the side of the bed when I heard Edward from the doorway, "Oh no you don't. You lay right back down. I told you not to get out of bed." He had a tray in his hands but I couldn't tell what was on it.

I smiled over at him as I made myself comfortable. "What broke?" I asked innocently.

"Nothing broke. Maybe dented a little, but not broken." He smiled.

"Edward, how could you send Alice to the kitchen? Did she take cooking lesson from the food channel with you?" I meant to sound scolding, but it came out more as a teasing question.

"That's why I went downstairs to help. She had no idea what to make or how to make it."

I saw Alice standing in the door and I motioned her to come in. "Really Edward, you need to be more considerate of others. Of course, Alice wouldn't know what to do, just like the first time I asked you what you were making for my breakfast. Remember?" I thought Alice should know he was just as lost at one time, as she had been. I heard Alice's musical laugh. "So, what am I getting to eat? No irritable grizzly, I hope." I couldn't help but add the last, but I could see Edward wasn't amused even though Alice was.

"No." he replied gruffly, "a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a glass of milk." He placed the tray on my lap.

I wasn't sure where the tray came from. I was familiar enough with the contents of the kitchen that I knew there were no trays in Charlie's kitchen, and I was hungry enough to eat the irritable grizzly. "Is that it?" I could hear the disappointment in my voice.

"Well, leftovers from last night are out because they sat out all night, and there isn't much in the refrigerator that isn't frozen. This was the best I could do on short notice. Eat this and let's see if you're still hungry afterwards." He coaxed.

I wasn't about to decline the offer of what was set in front of me, but I had a feeling it wouldn't be enough. I felt funny about being the only one eating and Alice, seated in my rocking chair, seemed entranced by my eating habits. Even Edward seemed fascinated as I devoured the sandwich. In fact, as I ate the last bite and finished my glass of milk, he raised his eyebrow in surprise.

"Bella, I never saw you eat that fast before." Edward commented.

"I told you I was hungry."

"When did you eat last?"

I was afraid we would get back to that question. "Uhm . . . Thursday," I hesitantly replied.

"Bella!"

"Don't shout."

"I wasn't shouting."

"Yes you were."

"Now, now children," Alice reprimanded. Then she laughed that lilting musical laugh of hers.

"I'm sorry, Bella. I didn't mean to yell. It just shocked me. Why haven't you eaten?" Edwards's voice was laced with concern.

"I don't know. I wasn't hungry and every thing I tried to eat tasted like cardboard, so I didn't eat it."

"This is because of me, isn't it?" He was frowning.

I hated it when he took the blame for everything. "No Edward. This is because of me. I can't help but miss you when you're gone and I lose interest in everything around me. And if you start to blame yourself for my emotions, then I'll . . ." I was totally at a loss of what I could do about it.

"You'll what?" He had that crooked smile.

I knew what he was thinking. He was thinking he'd won the argument because I couldn't think of anything I could do about it, but then I had an idea. "I won't let you kiss me and I won't kiss you for a week." Well, that wiped the smile off his face. The problem was I didn't believe I could've followed through with my threat, but I hoped he hadn't realized that.

"Really?" His face registered the shock of my words. Maybe he did believe me.

"Really," I smiled sweetly. Maybe I could bluff him, if he didn't call my bluff.

"Really?" He leaned in closely, his lips only an inch from mine.

His scent was so strong, but I chanted in my head, If I give in now I'll lose. I had to hold firm; I had to think of something else. Then my stomach saved me; it rumbled. "I'm still hungry Edward. Can you get me a pizza?" I smiled into his dazzling eyes and managed to keep my lips from his luscious tempting cold lips.

"Okay, you win this time, but only because you're the invalid and you need nourishment." He smiled back. He brushed his lips against mine and told Alice before he left, "keep her company but make sure she stays in bed and out of trouble." Then he left.

Alice got up, waltzed over, and sat on the edge of my bed. "How did you do that?"

"Do what?" I wasn't sure what she meant.

"Resist Edward when he was so close. I know what his scent and his eyes should do to you, but you resisted. How?" She leaned in closer.

"I reminded myself that if I gave in I'd lose, and besides, it helped that I'm still hungry because I could focus on my hunger rather than his eyes and scent. It doesn't always work, but I did have a stronger need."

"Yah, hunger can push other things aside at time. Remember that, because Edward is afraid that if his hunger ever gets out of control while he's around you, then it'll override his desire to keep you safe."

"I've wondered about that. He keeps saying it gets easier, but I've wondered at times whether he was being truthful."

"Well, at times it's probably true but never forget we're predators first and foremost even though we hunt animals."

"Thanks, Alice; I'll keep that in mind." Of all the Cullens, I knew Alice was the one who would always be honest with me, even though Edward preferred she didn't.

"Now tell me, what does it feel like to blush?" She smiled as she asked.

"Well, I feel a warmth creeping up my skin. I can always tell when I blushing because my skin becomes warmer, and the warmer it feels the deeper the blush is, but it's always embarrassing because when I blush everyone knows I've said or done something I'm embarrassed by or they've said or done something that embarrasses me. If Edward doesn't know what makes me blush, then he asks, and I generally have to tell him. He becomes persistent if I don't answer, and he always seems to imagine it was caused by something worse than what it really was. Like when Emmett kissed me in the parking lot last week. Edward had to find out why I blushed. He thought it was because of the kiss; you know, like I enjoyed it or something, but that wasn't the reason. I had to convince him I blushed because I was embarrassed by the kiss."

"Why did it embarrass you?" Curiosity flashed in her golden eyes.

"Because everyone was watching, and Edward was standing right there, and . . . it didn't seem right, you know, being kissed by your boyfriend's brother." I felt the warmth rushing into my face and knew I was blushing again.

"So why are you blushing now?" I noticed she was more curious than ever.

I laughed, "You're as bad as Edward wanting to know what caused it."

"So?" She drew that word out and then waited for my answer.

"Because the fact that he kissed me still embarrasses me; Alice, I'm not use to being kissed by boys; well, Emmett's not really a boy, but anyway, those of the male persuasion. I still find it embarrassing to be kissed and especially in public. Don't get me wrong, it was a nice kiss as kisses go, but it'll never measure up to Edward's."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that, but why are you talking about Emmett kissing you?" Edward asked from the doorway.

And maybe to prove my point to Alice about embarrassment, I blushed a deep red. "I was only answering a question about blushing for Alice."

"See, kissing Emmett was a blushing moment for you. It must have been memorable kiss." He teased.

I decided this had gone too far; so I tried to look as if I was in deep thought and then I replied, "On a scale of one to ten, I'd give it a nine."

Alice burst out laughing, but Edward only growled.

"Oh come on Edward, she's only teasing just like you were teasing her. So Bella, how would you rate Edward's kisses?" Alice had a lilting laugh in her voice.

This could be fun, I decided. "Hum, give me a moment to think." I tapped my finger against my lips as if I were in deep thought. "Well, if I were to grade his on the one to ten scale, then I guess . . . I guess . . . I'd probably give it a . . ." I could tell Edward was becoming a little upset, so I decided to put his mind at rest. "Okay, I'd definitely give Edward's a twenty."

Edward chuckled and changed the subject. "Are you still hungry?"

"Yes, I'm ravenous." Then I gave him a sweet smile. "Edward, could I have another glass of milk please?"

He smiled, picked up my empty glass and went downstairs.

I surprised Alice and Edward by eating half of the pizza. I knew I was hungry, but I didn't think they had believed me when I first told them how hungry I was. We spent the rest of the late afternoon and evening talking about various subjects. I stayed in the bed with Edward beside me and his arms wrapped around me, and Alice sat in the rocking chair. We talked about school, places we'd lived, and Charlie. A few times, I felt tears rolling down my cheek, but Alice would always assure me that Charlie would be fine and that I didn't need to worry about him. I loved Edward, and I had waited all weekend to spend time alone with him, but because of the accident, I was very grateful that Alice had spent her time with us.

Around nine o'clock, Edward decided I needed to sleep, so Alice decided to go downstairs, and I withdrew to the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth. I saw Edward waiting on my bed when I returned. I crawled into bed and snuggled up to Edward.

"Are you tired?" Edward inquired.

I wouldn't admit it to him, but I was tired. "No, I want to enjoy you're company for awhile. I was so lonely while you were gone."

"What about your friends at school?"

"Oh yeah. How could I forget about Mike? I should've invited him over to keep me company while you were gone." I scowled. "Yeah sure, that would've been fun."

"I meant the girls you're friends with." Edward corrected.

"Well, Jessica only talks about Mike, which gets boring, and if he knows she's going to talk to me, he tags along and stares at me longingly. That gets annoying. Lauren doesn't like me so I avoid her. That leaves Angela and I did spend some time with her Saturday after she took me to buy flowers."

"Did you talk about boys?" I heard curiosity in his voice.

"No, we talked mostly about books and school. Maybe that's why I like Angela over the others. I can have a real conversation with her." I snuggled closer to Edward. "Did you miss me?" I needed to know if our separation was any easier for him than me.

"Terribly. I couldn't wait to come home. If it had been up to me, we would have left late Saturday rather than Sunday morning. I was anxious to see you, to make sure you were okay, and what did I find upon my return – you missing." Edward's hold on me tightened slightly. "Do you know what that did to me?"

"No what?" I wanted more than anything to know his feelings, to have him share them with me.

"Scared that I might not find you, or that I'd find you had left me. If I had a heart that beat, it might have stopped completely." He chuckled slightly and kissed the top of my head.

I turned myself around so I was facing him. "Edward, it will never be me who leaves, unless I am unwillingly dragged away by something unstoppable." I buried my face into his neck as I said this and then kissed his neck.

"Bella, don't even talk like that. One day you may find that you crave a normal life of sunshine and a family of your own."

Since he didn't pull away from my lips, I kept kissing his neck in between my words. "I already have sunshine . . . you're my sun and I'll bask in you light . . . and I have a family . . . you're my family . . . you're all I want . . . you are my life." His skin was so smooth and I enjoyed the coolness on my lips. I moved my kisses up his chin and around the corners of his mouth.

"Bella, what are you doing?" He moaned slightly.

"Exploring." I murmured. "Don't you like it?"

"I like it too much."

"Should I stop?" I was still kissing the corners of his mouth and his bottom lip.

"Yes . . . no . . . I don't know." He breathed out heavily; his scent filled my senses and I was briefly light-headed.

Then he gently kissed me on the lips and started moving his lips over my eyelids, nose, and down into the crook of my neck, but he didn't stop there. His lips traveled across my left shoulder and as he made his way back toward my neck, his lips moved a little lower. I felt shivers moving up and down my spine and small shock waves pulsating throughout my body until I heard soft moans coming out of my mouth. I wasn't sure how my reaction was affecting Edward, but I knew what his actions were doing to me. Finally, his lips met mine and I couldn't hold back any more. When I felt his lips on mine, I did the one thing I tried hard not to do. I entwined my fingers in his hair and pulled his mouth as close to mine as possible. I felt my tongue touch his lips, and then was kissing air. How he managed to move out of the bed so fast I wasn't sure, but I was shocked, disappointed, and angry with myself all at one time. My emotions were so overwhelming that the tears just flowed and I had to hide my face in my pillow to muffle my sobs.

"Bella!" As fast as he had left me, he was sitting beside me and holding me closely to his chest. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you or upset you."

Between sobs I was able to say, "Not you, me."

"What?"

"It wasn't your fault. It was mine," and I cried more.

"No. It's never your fault. I should have more control of my emotions. I should never endanger you be letting them control me."

His words helped me to assemble my thoughts and slow down my crying. Yes, I was mad at myself because I lost control, but now I was slightly upset with him for taking all the responsibility. "Edward," I tried to sound stern, but a small sob escaped. "I'm just as much to blame as you are. You will not blame yourself. I started this, and if I'm truthful, I wanted this. I want you Edward. I want to feel you kissing me, touching me, and holding me so close that I can't breathe. These are normal feelings when someone is in love." We were interrupted with a soft knocking on the door.

"What?" Edward growled.

"Is everything okay?" Alice asked softly.

"Go away," Edward replied.

But I quickly said, "Come in," and she did. I was glad it was dark in the room so I couldn't see Edward's face. I didn't want to know if he was shocked or mad because of inviting Alice in.

"Are you okay Bella?" I could hear the concern in her voice.

"Yes, we're both fine. Just a misunderstanding." I hesitated a moment. I wanted to ask Alice a very personal question, but I didn't want to embarrass her or upset Edward, but the desire to hear another opinion was so strong that I could stop myself. "Alice, you really love Jasper, don't you?"

"Yes, very much."

"When the two of you are extremely close . . . uhm, do you . . . well, do you lose control . . . you know, emotionally."

Alice laughed lightly. "You mean do I physically and emotionally become romantically inclined."

"Well . . . yes." I could feel myself intensely blushing.

"Yes, I do."

"Is it more your fault or Jasper's when that happens?"

"Neither, why? Did I miss something interesting?" she chuckled.

"No." Edward growled again. "You can leave."

"Edward," Alice started hesitantly, "If I understand, even a little, what might have happened, then I should tell you, what you and Bella are both feeling is absolutely natural and mutual. It is not one-sided. This is just as hard for her as it is for you; I mean the passion part, not the thirst part. Don't get mad at her for feeling that way. She . . ."

"Alice, I'm not mad at her, I'm mad at myself," Edward interrupted.

"I'm mad at me," I added. "But I'm also upset at Edward that he tries to take all the blame on himself."

Alice laughed again. "I can see that the two of you have a lot to learn about sharing, even blame has to be shared at times. Edward, we all get carried away when we're in love. This would be so much simpler for both of you if you . . ."

"Don't even go there Alice," Edward warned.

"Okay. Then realize this Edward, these feelings are not something that will just stop. They will always be there under the surface waiting to rise up and spill out, and they aren't anybody's fault, they just are. It's a part of truly being in love with someone."

"Thank you Alice." I offered.

"You're welcome Bella. I'll see you both in the morning." Alice turned and walked out the door.

"See," I told Edward, "I'm just as much to blame as you are, so stop trying to take all the guilt. I'm sorry I lost control, but I'm not sorry that I felt that way. Edward, whether you believe this or not, I love you more than life itself."

"No, Bella. I don't want you to choose me over life. You have your whole life in front of you and I don't want to steal that away from you."

"Edward, don't you understand. You're my life; without you, there isn't anything, just a big empty lonely whole."

"Bella . . ."

"No, don't argue with me. I know what I'm saying and I know what I mean. I'm just sorry that you can't accept it as the truth." All this time he had been holding me and hadn't let me go. I knew he loved me, I just wished he understood how much I loved him.

"I think you need to sleep. This had been a trying weekend for you, and Carlisle will be upset if you walk into the hospital tomorrow looking exhausted." With that, he helped me lay down with my back to his chest. Then he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close.

"I love you with my whole being Edward; that will never change." I said as rested against him.

"Shhh . . . sleep now," and then he started to hum my lullaby.

I woke up the next morning with slivers running down my spine because of icy cold lips caressing my neck. It felt so enjoyable, I wasn't sure if I wanted to wake up, unfortunately, Edward could always tell when I was awake because my breathing altered.

"Good morning angel of my life," he whispered softly.

"No, you're the angel in my life. I, on the other hand, am just a constant temptation in your life." I caressed his arms that were still wrapped around my waist.

He moved his lips across my neck. "Should we argue about that statement?" He asked and then began kissing my neck.

"No because it's a subjective point of view. I see it one-way and you see it another. We would never agree and I don't want to get mad at myself for ruining a beautiful day by arguing with you. Besides, I'd rather have you kiss me than argue with me."

"I like that idea." Then he carefully flipped me around to face him and rolled us both over so he was on top of me bracing himself up on his arms. "Are you hungry?" He asked.

I giggled because of the thought that popped into my head. I couldn't help but reply, "Only for your kisses."

To which he kissed me carefully on the lips. I decided he was being careful so I wouldn't get carried away as I did last night.

"To rephrase that question, are you hungry for food?"

"What time is it?" I hadn't thought to look at the clock, and it was so overcast outside that it was impossible to tell what time of day it was.

"Noon." He commented before kissing me again.

If he kept kissing me, I would never have any reason to want to leave my bed. "Your kisses are delicious, your scent is delicious, your nearness is delicious – so who needs food." I had been so lost in our closeness and the affects he had on my senses that I had forgotten all about Charlie until that very moment. "Oh!" I exclaimed as I pushed Edward away.

"What?" He drew away quickly but still held himself over me.

I could hear the fear in his voice and realized he had thought he hurt me. "Edward," I added quickly, "has your dad called about Charlie at all?"

"No. Is that what the 'oh' was about?" He seemed to relax a little.

"I feel so guilty," I confessed. "I woke up this morning and didn't even think about him. How could I do that Edward?" I was shocked at my lack of concern for Charlie. How could I be so uncaring?

"Easy. The last two days were very stressful for you. First, you were missing me, then the accident occurred, and finally waking up in the hospital and finding your dad in a coma. All of that was stressful, and last night you slept so deeply that you never utter on word. It is perfectly reasonable for you to have temporarily forgotten about yesterday's events. Of course, it didn't help that I occupied your mind with other emotions as you were waking," He admitted.

Edward got up out of bed.

"Where are you going?" I felt instantly insecure.

"To make you some lunch and to let you have your human moment. What would you like for lunch?"

"A piece of pizza and a glass of milk." I smiled at him and saw a puzzled look on his face.

"Okay, I guess. Will you eat it cold?"

Edward could cook complicated meal, but he looked stumped about heating up one piece of pizza. I felt my smile widen. Here was something I could do without thinking about it, and he looked lost.

"What are you smiling at?" He walked over to me, pulled me out of bed, and wrapped his arms around me.

"The look on your face." I smiled up at him and kissed his chin. "I want my piece of pizza heated up. Just put it on a plate, drape a piece of paper towel over it, and put it in the microwave for about twenty seconds."

"Is that all there is to it?" He grinned and returned my kiss by planting one on my forehead.

"Yes, but it will take me longer to shower and brush my teeth."

"Maybe I'll wait here until you're done in the shower and then heat your lunch while you're brushing your teeth." He picked me up so my mouth was even with his.

"Okay, but I can't do anything until you put me down." I murmured. I enjoyed being in his arms, and I enjoyed the sense of security I felt.

"Do you really want me to put you down?" He chuckled.

"No, I like this. Anything that includes me being in your arms is heavenly to me. Lunch can wait, I'm in no hurry."

"Are you sure?" He followed that with a few kisses on my neck.

"Yes." As I replied, I leaned my head back exposing more of my neck.

Edward carried me back to the bed and laid down with me. We spent some quality time just kissing and cuddling, until my stomach started grumbling about not being feed. That was Edward's cue to send me off to have my human moment.