AN: It totally hasn't been like... a long time since I've touched this :x Sorrry... a lot has happened in the last few years. I have been drawn to return to this and I will attempt to stay more on course this time! It might take me a little to ramp back up as I don't have all the lore in my head anymore but anyway. Just a taste to get me back into it. Enjoy.

* I do not own Twilight or the characters within this story, nor the songs.

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" You spend your life in a dream that you can't escape
'Cause you live your life in a coma, you're never awake
If you'd open your eyes then maybe you'd see what's at stake
You're sleeping, you're sleeping "

Wake Up – NF

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Carlisle ✦ Waiting Room ✦ Amnesia

I checked my watch. My next shift started in ten hours. Days had passed since the incident in the eerie forested park of Medway, of the pale brunette being touch-and-go, and of my watchful gaze over her gaunt figure.

I sat at her bedside and leaned over her small frame, gently sweeping strands of her hair from her face and tucking them behind her ear.

According to Alice, she was to wake shortly.

I continued to stroke her temple tenderly, habitually exhaling a puff of breathless air.

I mulled over all my decisions over the preceding days. Listening to Alice, tracking her down, murdering Laurent, tasting her blood... my pupils dilated at the thought, my throat burning. I stole a glance at the twin pits in her neck, now just but two mere dots. What I would do for another taste... My tongue ran along my lip.

Guilt sunk in immediately, washing over me. I stiffened at the thought. The ill-feeling returned to me.

I recoiled from her and shook my head, ridding the vile thought away. Disgust vibrated through me.

I could easily control myself, of course, however these intrusive thoughts were unusual to me and had never before been driven by the memory of the taste... the feel. I immediately felt such strong empathy for the others, particularly Edward. It must have been so difficult for him to feel such a thing toward someone he also loved, at a much higher intensity being that she were his singer.

I relaxed my body, allowing my gaze to once again rest on Bella. A faltered smile grew upon my lips. It had been so long since the incidents that brought her into all of our lives had passed; since Edward had confided in me his strife when she entered his biology class on her first day...

Last I heard he had been somewhere across France spying for Aro. He hadn't sounded to be enjoying his new lifestyle in the slightest on the phone; the tones were forced, the smiling voice faked. I knew him better. He still sounded, deep down, as broken as he was the day he left us and Bella for good.

My chilled fingertips closed gently around the brunette's warm pale hand.

Guilt twinged through me once more. Edward would be devastated, furious, and in anguish knowing Bella's state. But it was the right thing to do for him... for her; to keep her from him. At least this is what I reassured myself.

My eyes widened as heated fingertips clasped firmly around my own. A burning prickle ran through my being.

'Ed...ward..?' came the brunette's gentle voice.

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