Carlisle-POV

It was 104 days before Bella made a movement. Renée, Esme and I were all in her room when it happened. When she died. The time we had with her was short but none of us thought it would end so suddenly, so close to the present. We passed them 104 days sat as a 3 in the room in silence. Renée decided that no one was authorised to enter within the ward of Bella's room except us 3. She even sent Alice home to. Renée sits here mostly in the day while Esme stays home until night to be on the safe side. After all Renée was extremely observant. Edward was sending us all mad so I sent him away to the Denali's and hasn't seen him since. Esme is worried sick but won't even answer his calls. Life was slow and falling to bits. However now, it just got infinitively worse. Bella has fallen into a coma and has been ever since that operation. We have no idea the damage to the brain until she wakes up. Until then it's a mystery game. Alice drops of new clothes each week at the office for Bella and Esme insists on giving her bed baths every day. We refuse any help from the nurses and try and keep her as far away as possible for one reason. We don't want her to be taken off the oxygen machine, which was keeping her breathing. Our mission failed. We got told this morning that we had to switch it off and see if she breathes on her own as other patients need it. I couldn't argue as I knew I was pushing our luck ever since we started. So that's what we did. Turned her oxygen machine off and here I am pumping oxygen manually into a corpse. Not even venom would save her now. I wiped a non-existing tear from my eye and carried on pumping. I look around. Esme in the corner with Renée shaking viciously to and fro bring unable to control her dry racking sobs erupting her heart. On the other hand Esme just sat there silently looking at a wall. I gave up on the oxygen and a nurse took over while I walked over to my wife. "Bella, Bella!" Renee cried over and over again. I tried to soothe her before going to Esme but I couldn't. I could feel the familiar threat of emotion at my throat, threatening to overcome me. I looked down. Please. Help. If there is a god up there, and if were dammed, please help Bella. We need her. I don't think Esme can go through another life time loosing another child. I saw what it did to her in the past. I closed my eyes. Calming the pain grabbing for my cold heart tearing it to shreds were inching closer and closer. I couldn't accept it. Bella couldn't be dead. No she was just sleeping without a heartbeat. Of course she was. She is just like one of us. She is a Cullen. And that's when I heard a deep breath. One big long desperate breath. I snapped my eyes open immediately to see if Renée was okay. She was beside Bella. I got up way to quickly dragging Esme along beside me at vampire speed. Drat. This wasn't the time for Renée to start asking questions. I took a quick glance at her but it seemed she hadn't noticed. Odd. I looked at Bella and then her monitor. That's when I heard it. The most precious and amazing sound on the living planet. Bella's heartbeat. Her beautiful blood began to spread around her body automatically again. I gasped in relief. Renée shed a single tear. Esme straightened up in disbelief and started to weep with happiness. I thought I could see a slight smile there to. Then I kicked into gear. I sorted Bella out into intensive care set up and then asked Esme to take Renée to the waiting room. She simply nodded in return. A grin crept along my face. Bella, our little fighter.