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A/N: Again I must say thank you to everyone who has favorited/ reviewed/ etc. this story. I'm glad that so many people are liking it. Incase you hadn't noticed it yet, yes, Edward cries a lot throughout this story. I will calm down eventually, I promise. Some may say it may be sort of girly for a guy to cry a lot, but, I think it's a good release for him. So, deal with it. Thanks again everyone! Love you all!

EPOV

Alice helped me stand again, and she led me out into the hallway outside of Carlisle's office to talk to me. I sat down on the floor against the wall as soon as I was out of the office. She closed the door behind her and followed suit, sitting down right next to me. She knew how close I was to letting everything spill over and just letting go of everything, and she wanted to help me before it went from just sadness, and escalated to worse things like anger and hatred and all the other negative feelings that would surely be the cause of my distruction.
"Edward..." she began. "I know how hard this is for you. For more than one reason. I can see it in your eyes. It hits too close to home. For both of us. I know. But, this is a completely different circumstance. She wasn't murdered. She had an accident. Things like that happen. And, you loved her. We all know that. We all know that this is extra hard for you because you just lost the one love you've ever had, and things aren't going to be the same anymore. I know. But, things will get easier. I wish you would listen to everyone and start believing us. I know you won't, but it really will get better. Just like it got easier over time after your parents. That doesn't mean you won't miss her as much, but it will become more bearable over time. You just have to let it heal for a while. Don't keep opening the wound and letting it bleed out. That's the worst thing that could happen."
"Does Carlisle know what happened? He talked to Leah."
"Yes. He knows. He's just waiting for the time when you are ready to hear it. He doesn't want to tell you if you aren't ready. I would tell you, but I didn't see it. I only saw him telling you something. I couldn't make it out, because he hasn't made a definite decision on telling you."
"Okay." I nodded.
"You're gonna be okay, Edward."
"I hope so. But, I'm really glad that everyone is here for me like this."
"That's what family is for, Edward." Alice told me. I started to believe her. But, only a little. There was still a big part of me that wanted to tune her out and not listen to a word she said, and not believe it. There was a part of me that wanted to believe that I would never recover from these wounds. But, the small part of me that knew she was right, believed her.
"But, Edward?" she continued as if she hadn't paused.
"Yes?"
"That doesn't mean don't think about her, cause that would be bad. She wouldn't want that. And, she wouldn't want you to be always sad about her. She would want you to recover as fast as possible, and try to get on with life." I nodded. "Are you going to cry, Edward?" she had seen my eyes becoming red as I fought the emotion. I shook my head no, and pushed the tears away before they could spill over the edge. I stood up and we both went back into Carlisle's office. I sat back down into the seat I had occupied before and resumed staring at the ground, avoiding eye contact with anyone and everyone.

I wanted badly to go home and be alone for a while, but I knew that they probably wouldn't let me, for fear that I would try to do something harmful to myself while I was alone, and that when they found me, it would be too late. I had no intentions of doing that, however. I was hurting terribly, and I wished there was a way I could make this pain go away forever, but I had been with Carlisle in the ER too many times to see what it would do to my family if I were to try to take myself away from them like that. 'But you would see your parents again. And Bella. Don't you want to see them all again?' said a nagging voice in my head. I argued with it. No! I would not kill myself. Yes, I wanted desperately to be with my Bella again, and seeing my parents again after so many years would be wonderful, but, no. That was not the right way to go about it. Killing myself was just stupid and irresponsible. And it would not make the pain go away. Alice was staring at me, I could feel it. I stared at her with a look that plainly said, 'I'm not going to do anything, I promise,' because I knew she had seen my future, with all the arguing I was doing with myself. She nodded slightly, satisfied that I was set on staying alive. I really did want to go home and be alone for a while. All this pressure, and being stared at was starting to drive me a little insane. But, no one moved or said anything for a while. Because, they of course, could not hear my thoughts to know what I wanted.

After a while someone spoke, but, I didn't know who it had been. I was back in my own little world, staring at the floor again. I heard the person leave and then it was quiet again. I didn't care. I was happy in the world I was in. In this daydream, I had Bella back, she was my wife, and we were expecting children. Twins. A boy and a girl. Fraternal, like Jasper and Rose. I shook my head and left my happy place, for I was no longer happy there. I took a deep breath and let one small sob escape me. Then I kept silent, even though tears were now gently flowing from my eyes.

The person who had left before, came back now. It sounded like Emmett, now that I was back in reality. He shook a bag in my face and I realized he was offering me food. I shook my head. He didn't see the tears on my face. No one did. He patted my back gently and then went back over to sit next to Rosalie.

Finally Carlisle studied my shaking figure in the chair in front of him. 'Edward, son, are you crying?' He thought the question out of respect to me, knowing that I wouldn't want it announced to the whole room. I nodded at the floor. He came over to me and pulled me gently to him. I put my face in his shoulder and my father hugged me. I let more sobs out as the news I had been fine with for the last three hours let itself become known to me and wanted to escape.

I don't know how long I cried for, but the whole time I did, Carlisle stayed where he was, and just let me release it all. Carlisle was a very patient man. Sometimes I wondered how he was able to be so patient with all of us. Caring for five growing teenagers who had all come from bad situations, had to have been really hard on him. But, I knew he did it because he cared. And, I knew that he would continue to care for us as his own, even though we were all grown now.

'Edward, come on, let's get you home. Let you sleep for a while. I know I said wait until after the funeral, but you really need the rest and the break from the pain, so let's get you home and get you to sleep for a few hours. Okay?' I nodded into his shoulder and then he let me go. I kept my eyes on the floor as I stood and followed Carlisle out of the office and out to the car in the parking lot. I climbed in the passengers seat and he drove us home.

When we got there, he grabbed his medical kit, that he always left at home just incase, and followed me up into my room. He injected something into me that would make me sleep.
"Sleep, now, Edward. We'll all be here when you wake up. I love you son." All I could do is nod. The medicines were already starting to work so I lay down on my bed and fell asleep.