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Here it is the second chapter to Concussion

Edward's POV

I looked down at that angelic face and smiled with relief, but seeing the confusion smeared across it I frowned. "Edward" Bella said once more sitting up a bit clumsily "You came back! Alice! Emmet! Oh, all of you came back! It wasn't a dream then?" she asked me curiously.

"Edward" My brother Emmet suddenly tapped me on the shoulder. "What is Bella saying? I mean what does she mean?"

I was puzzled on that for a moment. What did Bella mean? Was she loosing her mind? I remember a faint trace of this personality when – when –

"Bella" I said taking her face into my hands and staring at her strait in the eye. "You were just hit by a car. My car, actually, and I am so very truly and deeply sorry for that"

"Bella honey" Esme said from my right ear. "You have a concussion. You hit your head pretty hard"

I watched as Bella reached her tiny fragile hand up to her head and winced slightly. "Oh I see" she looked up at me hopefully. "When do you think I will have my full memory back?"

It was Carlisle this time that came over to Bella and knelt down next to her. "I think that you will receive your memory again fairly quickly. Considering all of you accidents already"

I glared at Carlisle and Bella laughed. "Edward" I looked down at her depressingly "I forgive you for hitting me with your car" I grinned a crooked smile at her then suppressed a laugh as she tried to get up using my hand, but her hand slipped letting her to fall. "Don't you laugh at me now Edward. I still don't remember if I have forgiven you for running away from me for –what was it- about one year?"

I grimaced as I pulled her up from the ground and smiled lightly "I had to do it, and you'll soon remember why" I grabbed her warm hand and led her to the Volvo and helped her get into the passenger car seat. "Are you sure you are alright Bella?"

Bella looked at me disapprovingly. "Calm down Edward! You know all I have is a concussion"

I turned around and walked quickly over to Carlisle. Edward trust me, she only has a concussion. And with our luck tomorrow she will remember everything. Just be ready for her fire when she realizes that you were late to discuss wedding plans.

I trusted in Carlisle then, for I know how hard it was for him to keep up with Esme's ways for their wedding plans, and he knew that it must have been harder with Alice as an organizer. "Thanks Carlisle. Can you tell Charlie that Bella has a concussion? I think he has gained dislike for me over the past few months. Well one might be that Bella and I are getting married and the other may be that she is living in our house now" I said this fairly quickly in a low sound almost coming out as a snarl. Bella was surely listening from the Volvo and I didn't want her to have to worry about other things now.

"I'll do that" Carlisle quickly ran over to Alice's Porsche and waited for the rest of the family besides Alice and Emmet to get in the car with him. Esme pushed him in the back with Jasper while Rosalie sat in the front seat. Esme decided she wanted to drive the Porsche and all I could hear coming from the backseat of the car was Jasper and Carlisles nagging.

Carlisle is so annoyingly nice letting his wife drive the Porsche. He knew that I wanted to drive it for once, but no. He has to let his wife drive. I laughed as I walked over to my Volvo. Alice and Emmet were on my tail eyeing me curiously. "Hold on" said as I got into the car. But once Alice started badgering me on what Jasper was thinking her conversation was over powered by Carlisle's thoughts.

Why does my dear wife have to always take the fun out of driving an extremely fast car? She takes away Jaspers fun. Jasper is now giving me glares. Jasper . . . STOP! Please make him stop. STOP JASPER STOP!

Bella's POV

That is the one thing I normally don't understand about the Cullens. They always seem to have some inside joke that wasn't allowed to be shared with me. But his time was different. Edward sat down in next to me and grabbed his jacket off from his chair. He handed it to me saying "Bella put this on. Your lips are blue"

It wasn't until Edward had pointed it out until I felt the unusual coldness around me. I quickly slipped on his jacket and stared down at my hands. Something glittering caught my eye and I gasped making Edward stare at me.

"Bella what's wrong?" Emmet said as he moved his head to the side on my head rest.

I was shocked. Apparently I was engaged. But then to who? Edward? No way! Not after him leaving me for a year to fend for myself. Who then? What if it was Edward? Why would I have forgiven him? I am so confused.

"Bella" Alice was poking my shoulder waiting for me to come out of my trance. "Hey guys I bet this'll wake her up. Bella, later today you an I are going to go shopping for shoes!"

Alice was completely right. I did come out of my trance when she stated that she wanted to bring me shopping with her. "Um Alice? I'm not sure if I ever agreed to that, but right now I really don't feel up to it" I turned to look over at Edward and was quite pleased when I saw his face in that admirable crooked smile.

"Bella" Emmet said impatiently from my right hear once more. "What was wrong with you just a minute ago? You let out a small gasp and now you seem fine. What was it?"

I didn't know how to answer his questions. What was I supposed to say? Was I supposed to just come out and ask who I was engaged to? Or was I supposed to wait to remember so that there weren't any complications? "Oh it was nothing. I just stubbed my toe against the door"

Edward looked curiously at me once more as we drove up his driveway. I was suddenly aware of how beautiful it was during the summer. The last time I remembered being here was in my time of misery and I tried to block that image out of my head. I didn't want to remember that. I wanted to remember the good things. The good things that had happened before my concussion.

All I knew was that in four mere seconds after the Volvo was shut off, Edward was suddenly out of the car opening my door for me. He didn't let me get out as I pleased, but rather grabbed my waist and hoisted me into a standing position. "I don't think you have enough energy yet to walk to the front door" he told humorously me as he saw my annoyed expression. Well, I can't really deny that myself. I probably am too tired to walk. "Welcome home" Edward said as we walked through the door into the amazingly open room.