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Sometime after our discussion I must have fallen asleep, I woke a few hours later to find it was early in the evening and Renee sitting in the chair Edward had been sitting in only a few hours previous.

"Mom?" I asked as I blinked the sleep from my eyes.

"Yes baby I'm right here" she replied grabbing my hand, "Oh honey I'm so sorry it took me so long to get here, I got the first possible plane out of Jacksonville after Jasper called ."

"It's okay Mom, I'm okay" I reassured her.

Renee looked at me, her eyes filled with tears, "It's not okay honey, I can't believe that girl did this to you" she sobbed.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"Honey Edward told me everything" Renee replied, "He has been so worried about you! He never leaves that boy. You need to hold onto him Bells he's such a lovely boy."

Renee's rant made me smile, "I intend on doing just that Mom" I replied.

"Good" she replied, pleased, but that didn't last long. "Honey I was so worried about you, we all were" she said squeezing my hand her eyes filling with tears again, "How are you feeling? Shall I call the nurse?"

"I'm fine Mom really" I reassured her. I sat up in bed a little more, taking in my surroundings properly for the first time. There were several bunches of flowers in different coloured vases scattered around the room and speaking of which, it didn't look like your ordinary hospital room. I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed it when I first woke up, maybe I had been moved while I was sleeping?

"It's a lovely room isn't it?" Renee asked as if she could read my thoughts, "Carlisle insisted you have a private room while you stay here, he even insisted on paying, your father, Sue, Phil and I assured him he didn't need to do that, that we could cover the cost but he's very persuasive" she said smiling.

"Just like his son" I replied smiling back.

"Yes" Renee said grinning, "They are such wonderful people, I feel so much better you living so far away knowing that you have so many good people around you Bella" she continued.

"I'm lucky" I told her.

"In more ways than one" she replied, looking me over and wincing slightly.

"How bad is it?' I whispered. I hadn't seen myself in a mirror since I ended up here, I must look awful.

Renee glanced at me, "Not that bad honey, you still look beautiful. It's just hard to see my baby all bandaged up, lying in a hospital bed hooked up to all of these machines" she told me, her lip quivering.

"I'll be okay Mom" I told her again.

She just nodded, holding her sobs in. We sat in silence for a while, just holding hands. I was thinking over everything, it was such a lot to take in and process. I wanted to supress all of the emotions I was feeling much as I had when all that shit went down with James, but I knew I shouldn't do that now. Losing Edward had taught me that, holding everything in would cause me to break down eventually when something bigger happened in the future and that wasn't healthy, I just wasn't sure what to really think about this whole situation.

I knew I should not really be surprised that Victoria wanted to get me out of the picture, I guessed how attached she had become to Edward months ago when this whole mess started. But eliminating me? That was crazy, completely insane, which bought forward even more questions. What would she have thought would happen if she had actually killed me? What more was she prepared to do? What more was she capable of?

I didn't have the answers, but she did. Where ever she was.

While I mulled this over Edward came back into the room. I felt an intense feeling of relief as soon as he entered the room again, I hadn't even realised how wound up I felt without him.

Later that week

Finally almost a week after I was first admitted into hospital I was to be discharged. I was so relieved to be going home, not that I wasn't grateful to Carlisle and Esme for ensuring I not only got the very best care possible but by also arranging my private room for me to recover in. Still there is nothing like home, especially my own bed!

Once they were sure I was settled and after reassurance from Charlie that he wouldn't rest until and I quote 'the bitch that hurt his little girl had her crazy ass thrown in jail', all of our respective sets of parents went their separate ways back home to Florida, Forks and Port Angeles. Edward however had practically moved in with me to help me with my recovery, although I drew the line with him helping me with some tasks. Alice aided me when I refused to let Edward and for that I owed her big time.

In terms of my physical recovery I was doing well, I still had to make regular hospital visits to remove my stitches and to make sure my broken bones were healing correctly. As for my emotional state I was a bit of a mess. It seemed I was right in thinking that bottling up all of the feelings and blocking the hideous memories that I had for so long it had all come down like an avalanche after the most recent traumatic experience I had faced.

I was nervous and jumpy and the only way I could sleep was with Edward by my side. On top of it all I was becoming more and more paranoid and the main thing weighing on my mind was that Victoria had had help. My paranoia increased when I discovered after over hearing Edward and Alice talking that Victoria had once dated James. She was James's ex, this disturbed me greatly. In my mind there were now only a handful of opportunities; one she was out for revenge for James's death, two she was merely carrying on his vendetta and three, three was the option that terrified me the most. The option that made me feel sick to my stomach, I wasn't even sure if it were at all possible but what if James was still alive?