I own nothing...

I sobbed into my pillow, hugging it tighter to me. I had another nightmare about Edward - the same reoccurring nightmare, where I was him, and I could feel the pain he went through as Felix ripped him apart and burnt the pieces - but Jacob was out on wolf duty and I didn't think Charlie would be too keen to hear about my nightmares about my late vampire husbands torturous death. I heard the doorbell ring, but I tried to ignore it, I shoved my head under the pillow trying to drown out all sound.

A few minutes my door opened and I felt the bed shift slightly as someone sat down next to me, then I felt a cold hand rubbing circles on my back. Edward. I flipped over as fast as I could, expecting to see his tousled bronze hair, his warm golden eyes. Instead I was staring into Esme's concerned butterscotch eyes.

'Bella dear?'

The tears welled up in my eyes as my chest ached and Esme pulled me up into a hug.

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry Bella.'

I shook my head back and forth mechanically, 'I thought...no I hoped you were him.'

Esme rubbed my back as I cried, and eventually the tears subsided.

'The whole family is here Bella, we were all worried about you. Do you want to come down stairs, or can they come up?'

'Um, I'll come down stairs, but I think I'll take a shower first if that's OK?'

'Sure, we'll wait with Charlie.' She said, smiling warmly.

I made my way into the bathroom, turned on the water as hot as I could take it, and stepped in. I washed my face, trying to make it seem less obvious that I had been crying, but every time I would calm down enough to go down stairs, I would remember something like his face, or think something like, 'Edward will be down there', and I would burst into tears again. Finally I decided that they would notice no matter what and it wouldn't do any good to keep them waiting any longer. I turned off the water and wrapped myself in a towel. Once I was dry I pulled on some old sweats, wondering idly if Alice would have a fit when she saw what I was wearing, then I made my way downstairs.

When I hopped off the last step Alice looked up at me, smiled weakly, and walked to my side. I wrapped my arms around her at once, a strange feeling of deja vu swept over me, last time I lost Edward I remember hugging Alice in this exact same spot, after being separated from her for much longer than I could bear. She held my hand as we walked into the lounge room, where my family were all sitting. Carlisle and Esme approached us first. Esme swept me into another hug, and after she let me go so did Carlisle. Jasper approached me slowly, but stopped about half a metre away from me, he placed his hand on my shoulder and I felt a wave of calm wash through my body. I lifted my hand to rest on his, and then he stepped away, falling back onto the couch where he had been only moments before. Rosalie stood on the other side of the room, with Emmett who was staring at the floor. His face a mixture of pain and guilt. As I looked around at the rest of my family, I noticed the pain and worry etched on each of their faces, but somehow Emmett's had the biggest impact on me. Probably because I was so used to seeing him with a huge smile on his face. My eyes fell back onto his face, and I have no idea how long I stared at him before he finally looked up. If I didn't know any better I could have sworn he was crying. I pulled out of Alice's hold and stumbled over to him. I glanced at Rosalie who nodded her head before I reached up and hugged him. His arms wrapped around me too.

I pulled away and looked into his eyes, I felt the need to say something, so I asked the most obvious question, 'Emmett how are you holding up?'

He glanced to the floor, opened his mouth like he was about to say something, closed it, cleared his throat and then tried again. 'I miss him Bells.' He whispered.

My broken heart shattered into a million more pieces.