Dream

Bright fluorescent lights shone through my eyelids as I was wheeled through the familiar hospital. Without having to open my eyes, I could see where we were. The walls were a dull clean white with a line of blue cushioned chairs along three of the walls. A small desk sat in the far corner of the room next to a door less doorway. I was wheeled straight through there and into a spotless white room. A different set of two fingers went under my jaw before tapping the side of my face.

"Bella stay with me okay."

I groaned as the door swung open and a cold draft blew in.

"Can I get a hot cloth over her face? Our main priority is to warm her up and get her away from falling into hypothermia. Ashley, take her wet clothes off and put her in a gown. We'll get some blood from her and warm it up."

The voice was so familiar, but I couldn't get my brain to work. I was so cold. I felt the blankets rip from me and fingers fiddled with my clothes. As the damp, wet clothes were removed from me, a hospital gown was pulled over me. A needle slipped into the crook of my elbow, but I didn't feel it. My body was numb, but I could feel the blood draining from me.

I started to grow weaker as more and more blood was taken from my body. My breathing grew shorter and I began my struggle to breath.

"Get an oxygen mask on her. She's weak and getting weaker."

A firm hand placed an uncomfortable bit of plastic over my mouth and an elastic strap was wrapped around my head. Immediately, my body relaxed as I didn't have to use as much energy in my breathing. I felt the needle pull from my arm, but another was inserted.

"Bella, stay with me just a few more minutes. It's all gonna be alright. We'll warm you up and then you can sleep. I want a heart monitor on her stat. She's not to be left alone till I give the all clear."

The last bit obviously wasn't directed to me, but I felt as though it was. It was as if he was trying to reassure me that I wasn't alone. Yet again another needle was inserted into my elbow but on my other arm. Warmth slowly flooded me, and I could feel my muscles start to relax.

"This is going to help you rest Bella. When you wake up you'll feel better. Someone will be here the whole time."

With the gentle words, a needle slid into the top of my arm and I felt my body soften against the uncomfortable bed. There was nothing surrounding me but a black abyss. It was as if I was floating in mid-air. Instead of the dreary hospital gown, I was wearing a plain blue cotton dress that floated around my thighs.

A hand slipped into mine and I turned my head to see emerald green eyes staring at me. Suddenly my back was resting against something soft. I didn't want to look away from the beauty in front of me so used my free hand to feel around me. It was a soft mattress. The fact that I hadn't noticed it let me know that it was the same black that still surrounded me.

Clair de Lune began to play in the background and my hand was raised to soft smooth lips. A small smile lay across my lips as he lay down beside me. One hand on my waist and the other holding him up, he didn't move but stared down at me. Our eyes locked in a never ending gaze as I ran my fingers up his arm and over his bicep. He was wearing a grey tee with the short sleeves rolled up to his broad shoulders. Not wanting to break the connection between us, I didn't look to see what else he was wearing.

The hand on my waist slid down onto my hip and felt like he was going to continue on. My breath caught in my throat as my free hand gripped his wrist. A crooked smile spread across his face. I let go of his wrist and dropped my hand between our bodies. His fingers stayed wrapped around my hip, but his head dipped down towards mine.

"Bella."

His breath fanned across my face and I could taste it on my tongue; my lips slightly parted.

"Bella."

As my eyes had fluttered closed as he leaned closer to me, I opened my eyes only for him to disappear. I was floating again, the bed having disappeared from beneath me. Despite his absence I could still hear him calling my name with Clair de Lune in the background.

My eyelids were heavy as I forced them open. I was staring at an off white ceiling with an uncomfortable bit of plastic over my mouth. Blinking, a warm hand squeezed my cold one and a tuft of bronze hovered over my head. A small smile touched my lips as Edward's worried eyes bore into mine.

"Bella?"

I tried to open my mouth to speak but the oxygen mask stopped me.

"It's okay Bella. Just stay still. I'll call Carlisle."

Shaking my head, yes, my eyelids wavered. He stood from the chair beside me and pressed a red button on the wall. Sitting in the chair beside me, he picked my hand up in his and rubbed soothing circles on the back of my hand.