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Previously in Reunion:

"What is it? Just tell me," I instructed him tersely.

"Edward, I don't know how to tell you this . . ."

A/N: Soo, sorry it's been so long; this was a really difficult chapter for me to write. Review and tell me if you think I did it right.

Edward's POV

"Edward," Carlisle said gently, "Bella was attacked."

I stared at him. I obviously wasn't getting it. I mean, what was he talking about?

"Carlisle," I said, the strain in my voice evident, "I know she was attacked, that's why I brought her here."

He closed his eyes again.

"Edward, I don't know how to tell you this. It's not easy for any doctor, and it's even worse for me, I'm your father for heaven's sake." He seemed to be talking more to himself than to me.

I thrust a hand threw my hair. "Carlisle, I'm not following you." He still had his mind blocked to me.

"Edward, she was assaulted."

"I know that." Was it me? Was I just missing some obvious thing?

"No Edward, she was sexually assaulted."

I blinked once. What?

"No," I laughed humorlessly. "No, you must be mistaken . . ." I trailed off at the look on his face.

Edward . . .

"NO!" My voice was trembling as I jumped to my feet. "No, I—you're lying."

"Edward, I know that this must come as a shock," he tried to put a hand on my shoulder, but I jerked away.

My thoughts were racing; I couldn't stop their dizzying swirl to sort them out. I didn't want to stop to think about this. I didn't want to believe it at all.

"No, no, no," I said firmly. "It's B-Bella, my B—no it's not . . . no one would have . . . this hasn't happ—I . . ." A shudder ran through me.

I covered my face in my hands.

Carlisle's POV

I watched as my son fell apart in the dimly lit hallway. He was taking deep breaths, but they weren't calming as far as I could tell. I wanted to help him, to ease the pain, but I knew that there was no way for me to do that to him. I cringed as I thought of the next thing. How would I tell him the rest?

His head shot up.

"The rest?"

I looked away from him.

"Tell me what else there is," his voice demanded.

"Edward, she had a pretty bad blow to her head, several in fact. I'm not sure if she'll wake up."

"You mean when she'll wake up."

"No, I mean if, she's in a coma."

His head lowered so his chin was pressed against his chest and then he slowly raised his eyes to mine. "I need to see her, can I go in?"

His voice was a steadfast calm.

"Yes, stay as long as you like, Charlie will be arriving soon."

He nodded and walked into the room.

How was I going to tell Charlie?

Edward's POV

I slid open the glass door of Bella's room. It slid silently and efficiently. I was grateful that the noise didn't disturb Bella. She was lying there on the bed. She looked even more innocent and vulnerable than before. Forcing myself to keep it together for her, I walked slowly over to the side of her bed.

That was when I lost it. I should have known it was impossible for me. I broke down and kneeled, gently putting my arms around her and hugging her to me. Heart wrenching sobs ripped themselves from me as I cried tearlessly over her.

What had I done to her? How could I have let this happen? I should have been faster. I should have saved her from all of this. I lost track of time as I cried. Then I heard the footsteps. It was Charlie.

Doctor Cullen said it was urgent. I hope Bella didn't hurt herself too badly this time. I wonder what happened. That boy'd better hope that he wasn't the cause of what happened. What the-

I looked up as he opened the door.

"Ed-Edward?"

He looked at me so awestruck, so openly, so shocked.

What's going on? He looks like, like someone just died. He looks torn apart. What happened to Bella? Why is he this upset? If it's no big deal then he shouldn't be this upset. Was he crying? I don't see any tears, but I could swear he was . . .

Carlisle walked in and put a hand on Charlie's shoulder.

"Mr. Swan, why don't you come to my office, I have to talk to you and I think you should probably be sitting."

"No, I'm going to stay with Bells, why is she asleep? Did you put her on some medication?"

"No Charlie, she's in a coma."

"A coma? What-"

"Charlie, she was attacked outside of Port Angeles we believe, Edward found her."

"And?"

"Charlie, she was raped."

The horror in his eyes was like a jolt to me.

Raped? My little girl? NO, she couldn't have been . . . I taught her self defense, she would have used it . . . she could have gotten away. No one would do this to Bella.

He looked up at me, but I don't really think he saw me at all. His eyes were dead.

"I need some alone time with my daughter."

I stared at him.

"Edward," Carlisle gently tried to dislodge Bella from me, I held her tighter. "Edward, come on Charlie needs to be alone with his daughter. You need to give him some time."

"No, I-I can't leave her again." I could tell I was on the verge of hysteria; it was only a matter of time.

"You're only her boyfriend. She's my daughter damn it and I need to be with her."

Carlisle pulled me away successfully this time. He started to drag me from the room when I heard it. The voice of an angel.

"Edward?"

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