Chapter 3: Cancer

Nessie's POV

"No!" dad screamed. "No! No! No!"

My father sank to his knees as he started to cry. "No you can't be sick Nessie. Not you to"

I went over to him and hugged him.

"It's okay dad" I said.

"It's okay? No it's not okay. You just told me that you have terminal cancer. You and your mother have terminal cancer. Nothing is okay. I can't lose you or your mother. And I just got you back. I can't lose you"

I hated seeing my father this way. So sad. So broken. He didn't deserve any of this.

"I am so sorry daddy" I said.

"Honey it's not your fault. I just wish that I would have been there for you six months ago when you first found out. It makes me sad that you had to go through this all by yourself. Then on top of that you still had two little ones to take care of. You were in the hospital for days sick and I wasn't there for you. I should have been there for you. I should have been there for you every moment of these past six months"

"Dad, there is no way that you could have known about any of this. You had no idea what was happening" I said.

My father hugged me as he continued to cry. Despite everything that was happening I still could not believe that I was back at my father again.

"Dad I've missed you so much and I love you" I said.

"I love you to Nessie and you can't even begin to imagine how much I've missed you these last ten years. I'm just happy that you're back now. Why did you decide to come back?" he asked.

"Because I wanted to see you and mom again before I died. I wanted to make things right after what I did"

"Well now we get to make things right with you. We pushed you to run away with our actions"

"I'm just happy to be home again" I said.

"Have you told your girls about your cancer?" he asked.

I sighed. "No. I don't know how to tell them. I think Belle suspects something. Probably because she's older. But I don't know how to tell them. How do you tell a 9 year old and a 5 year old that their mother is sick and might die? And I thought telling them their father had died was hard"

"I don't know" my dad said. I could tell that he was about to cry again.

I think he needed time to process everything after that. I myself needed to go lay down. But after about 30 minutes I couldn't take it anymore. I went back downstairs.

My dad looked a bit calmed.

"Dad?" I said.

"Yes Nessie?" he said.

"Can we go visit mom now? I really want to see her" I said.

My dad actually smiled. "Right now nothing would make me happier then to see you and your mom together. Bring Lisa and Belle to. Your mother will be happy to know she has grandchildren now"

After that I went and got both of my girls. I told them they were going to meet their grandmother and that made them happy.

I nearly cried when we got to the hospital. I could not believe that my mom was here. I couldn't believe that my mom was sick. This was way to much to cope with. How do you cope with knowing that your mother is sick with cancer? I looked at my father and I couldn't help but wonder how my father was coping. Everything must be really hard on him right now. My poor father. Sick wife and sick daughter.

"Mom where is Lisa?" Belle asked. I stopped and looked around everywhere and with a spasm of panic I realized that she was gone.

"Have you seen her dad?" I asked.

"No" he said.

"Whose little girl is there?" I heard a ver familiar voice ask. No. It couldn't be. Could it?

I turned around and saw Carlisle standing there holding my little girl.

"Mommy!" she shouted. My grandfather put her down and she ran to me. "I'm sorry. I got lost"

"don't wonder off like that young lady. You scared me"

"I'm sorry mommy"

I looked up at my grandfather who was still standing there staring at me. He looked a lot older then I remembered him. Much of his blond hair had been replaced by gray hair now. But he still wore a doctor uniform that he had worn 10 years ago. My grandfather loved his job to much to retire from it.

"Nessie?" he said in shock.

"Grandpa" I said.

A few seconds later I was in his arms again.

"Nessie I've missed you so much. Don't you ever leave again" he said.

"I'm sorry grandpa" I said.

"I take it that everything went well with your pregnancy" he said.

"Yeah grandpa it did. That's my daughter Belle right over there" I said.

"Wait!" my father said.

"Dad you knew that she was pregnant?" my dad said to my grandfather.

"Yes. I was the one that confirmed her pregnancy and gave her her first ultrasound" grandpa said.

"and you never said anything!?" my dad said in a rather loud voice.

"She was 20 years old. Legally I couldn't say anything to you without her permission"

"So for 10 years you have kept this secret?" my dad said.

"Can we just go see mom now? I said.

"Okay" dad said.

"This conversation isn't over dad" I heard my dad say to Carlisle.

I walked into the room where the nurses had said my mother was.

As soon as she heard the door opened she turned around to look at me. My mother looked so frail as she laid there in that bed hooked up to all of those machines.

She stared at me long and hard for a minute.

"Nessie?" she said.

"Mom?" I said back.

I walked over to her and threw my arms around her. She embraced me as tightly as she could.

Then we started crying.

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