.A/N: Not very late. Two words. Health problems. Really irritating. Enjoy!

Recap:

I pulled her to me so I could hug her and show her how insanely happy I was, but she tripped and I caught her. I laughed and she laughed with me as I drew her in to me.

I chuckled, "Bella's back!"

Love

Love is nothing

To love is something

To love and be loved is everything

EPOV

The thrill of being human.

Many of the humans take what they are for granted. Not once do they look and realize what they have. The beauty of what they are. Everything is significant when you're human; time, air, earth, feelings, words, water… everything. You don't understand the significance of all these marvelous things till you lose them. Being a vampire, the only thing that holds any kind of importance is blood. Miracles happen to humans. All the wonderful things in life happen to them.

Having something go outrageously wrong, then by just a few words, everything becomes absolutely right. Miracles, one of the many things that I missed about being human. Bad things happen to everyone, but when you're human, there's always a way to get it fixed.

Bella's melodic laugh pulled me out of my brief reverie. I caught her before she stumbled on her face. I smiled as I secured her ice cap on her head. "Bella, you can hardly walk on flat ground without colliding with every passing molecule of oxygen. Now why do you insist on training in the snow?" I asked as I helped her to stand up right again. Bella's legs weren't a hundred percent healed yet. Her walk was still shaky and she tripped more than her usual stumbling. She needed some practice and I encouraged that but she insisted on leaving safe-easy-flat ground and walk in the snowy woods.

"Because, the more effort I put the faster they heal!" she said, rolling her eyes as she held both my arms to steady herself… trying to stand alone. She looked down at her legs that were placed firmly in the snow then looked back up at me, before saying, "OK, I'm ready." She took a deep breath and loosened her hands. This way, I was the one gripping her elbows and she was holding nothing.

Carefully, I started loosening my hands and taking slow steps backwards away from her. When I wasn't steadying her anymore she shook a little but held out her hands for me; indicating that she was all right and didn't need my interference.

"All right, that's really good Bella. Now… one step." I encouraged with a smile. Her face was a mask of deep concentration. A little frown appeared between her eyebrows that I wanted so desperately to smooth with my finger, but left it because I really wanted her to concentrate on this.

She nodded slowly and brought her arms a little to her sides, trying to maintain some kind of balance. She lifted one foot and quickly set it in front of her before her other leg failed to hold her weight alone.

"That's great, Bella!" I cheered with a wide smile, feeling very proud of her and how she was improving. Her grin showed her teeth as she looked up at me. She tried another step and succeeded. Another step and… I caught her.

She giggled and put her arms around my neck. Anyone from afar would think we were tangoing; with bending over her and the only thing holding her body that was inches away from the ground were my arms that were around her waist. I didn't move as I smiled at her in amusement.

"May I ask the reason behind your lovely laugh every time you fall?" I whispered, amusedly. Her face was so close that her breath caressed my face.

Her grin widened and her eyes lit up, as she said, "Easy. I missed me falling and you catching me. I'm having fun." She shrugged with another giggle.

I kissed her nose and pulled her up on her legs again, keeping my arms around her waist till she said she was ready. A part of me didn't want her to be ready because I didn't want to remove my arms anytime soon. Just for a few years, not too long.

"Do you want to take a break?" Please say yes. I want to hold my wife-to-be for a while. I almost jumped at that thought.

"Nope. I wanna try something first." She smiled shaking her head.

I sighed. Maybe later. "All right. Are you ready?"

She took another deep breath but this time she closed her eyes. "Yes."

I frowned and hesitated at first. She couldn't walk straight with her eyes open. Now with her eyes closed…..

I backed away.

Her breaths were steady as she slowly took the first two steps. I took a few steps backwards to give her some space. A few more… a little shaky, but no falls yet. Her breath started to flow faster and her heart started crashing against her chest. I frowned. I looked her at her face but found nothing but a small smile. Her next steps were successful as well, causing me to take a few new steps backwards again. But her smile grew and her heart thumped louder. I was confused and a little scared.

"Bella? What do you have your eyes closed for?"

More steps forwards.

More steps backwards.

"Imagining." She sighed, her smile widening. That answer was more confusing, so I decided to see for myself. I poked at the shield of her mind, taking a few steps back because she was close. I gasped.

The vision in Bella's head was of me wearing the black tuxedo that I had worn on her prom. I was standing with a smile on my face at the end of a very long… aisle! She was imagining herself walking down the aisle.

More steps forwards.

More steps backward.

Her imagination stirred my own and I started envisioning my side, and what she would look like. Her long white dress was sparkling and simple, like her. Her lovely silky hair pulled up in an elegant style with some of her curls falling out of place. There was no makeup on her face because her natural blush was the best makeup. Her shy smile shone through her transparent glittery veil, which was over her eyes and flowing down her back. And last but not least, my ring shining on her finger. I could almost feel my heart beat again. I just gaped at the picture in my head.

More steps forward.

Frozen!

SLAM!

Bella was on her back on the snow after slamming into me. I was too distracted to notice that I had stopped moving or to even catch her.

"You got me wrong, Cullen. I meant that I missed the part where you catch me, not when I fall!" she joked, but I was too dazed to give her the clever reply I should have come up with. I sat down on both my knees down beside her, pulling her against my chest.

I sighed into her hair as she hugged me back, "Even your thoughts distract me. Like you're not efficient enough to do that job by only smiling." I buried my face in her neck and held her tighter to me.

"Look who's talking." I could almost hear her roll her eyes.

"I love you so much Bella. I feel like I don't say it enough," I admitted, pulling away. I pushed her fallen locks from her face and tucked them behind her ear.

She smiled and cocked her head. "Where did you get that very wrong feeling? But I wouldn't mind if you decided saying it more than before." She chuckled. "I love hearing it."

I smiled, "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you… I'd sing it all day if that's what you want." I meant that.

She grinned, "Nah, because then I'd have to sing you 'I love you too' all day and my voice is the kind that breaks glass and you're too fragile for that." She elbowed me jokily.

I lifted an eyebrow. "Who's fragile, human?"

"You, vampire. You think you're all that but when it comes to me, you're as fragile as me," she whispered giving me a pointed stare.

I chuckled, "I guess you're right. But I like that."

"Me too."

She leaned in and gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek, "Now I want to try again and please pay attention."

I rolled my eyes as I stood up and pulled her up with me. "The only way I could pay attention is for you to stop being so distracting."

"I'll never stop. I'm having way too much fun to stop." She smiled innocently.

I smirked, "I guess we should sit back down, that's where we'll end up in the end anyway. The ground."

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Please Damien. Please.

Can't it wait for later?

No I have to do it now. Please? I won't take long. Rosalinda will understand. Take her with you. Please?

Just a few more minutes.

Please?

All right. Fine, but you owe me for this.

You're the best, Damien.

I know.

I ran back to the hospital, leaving the hotel behind me. It was late and Bella was in her bed now, no one had any idea that she could walk again, she wanted to surprise them. Anyway, I needed to go talk to Carlisle and Esme but I didn't want to leave her alone. So I persuaded Damien to look after her just until I was back. I'd interrupted his… quality time with his wife, so he basically hated me right now, but he had a kind heart, he would forgive me soon.

I knocked on Carlisle's door. "Come in, Edward." It was Esme who replied. I had called her and asked for her to wait with Carlisle in his office.

I entered Carlisle's small office and closed the door behind me. It had nothing but a big desk and two chairs in front of it. Then a door that led to another room, which I guessed was where he examined people.

Carlisle was sitting in his seat behind the desk and Esme had pulled a chair beside him. I didn't say a word as I walked inside and took my seat in front of them. After half a second of silence Carlisle spoke.

"I thought you asked to talk to us, Edward. Is there something wrong?" Carlisle asked in concern.

"No, no, not at all. Everything's fine. Great actually…" I mumbled lifting my eyes from my hands to meet their worried gazes. I smiled and whispered, "I proposed to Bella."

Esme was the first to gasp. "Oh my. That's so wonderful. What did she say?" She already knew the answer it was clear on my face. Both their smiles were wide and Carlisle's smile was full of pride that I loved.

"She said yes." Before I could even realize it, I was in Esme's embrace. She squeezed me so tightly that I could've choked but I was too happy so I squeezed her back. "I am so happy for you, Edward. You've been lonely for too long." Her voice was tight with tears that I smiled and felt my own tears sting my eyes. After a few moments she released me.

"Congratulations, my son." Even though Carlisle's words were little, I could hear all his joy in his thoughts, and they almost made me cry as Esme's joy had made me.

"When's the wedding? And do you have a designer in mind for the dress? I'd be happy to help Bella find a dress. And..."

"Mom!" I interrupted, "You sit with Alice too much." We laughed and Carlisle shook his head.

"Let her. She's been worried for too long." He said with a smile.

"I know but there's just one problem that we need to deal with first before we even think of a wedding."

"And you need our help in it?" Carlisle concluded the reason behind our gathering.

"Well, a little. I don't really know what to do to help myself." I frowned and lifted my eyes to look at Esme. "Bella is not ready," I whispered.

Esme furrowed her eyebrows, "Didn't you say she agreed?"

"Yes, she did. But she doesn't realize that she's not ready. She'll never be really happy until we deal with the problem."

Carlisle leaned a little over the desk and frowned, "I'm not following you."

"It's her mother." And I told them what her mother did to her and how it hurt Bella. And how she can't remember what happened without having a very hard seizure. I didn't want her without a mother in her own wedding. I didn't want her mother to be a subject of pain and hurt. I had promised to fix everything I did to her. Her problem with her mother was a consequence to what I did. I was going to erase it.

"Oh my…" Esme breathed. Her eyes were wide and she had a hand on her heart. "Poor thing. How could her mother think of such a hideous thing?" I could see the tears in her eyes and hear the shock in her thoughts. She couldn't believe that a mother could do such a thing. "That's what Damien meant by the fight that made them stop communicating?"

"Yes." I sighed.

"But that's… inhumane." Carlisle whispered, standing up. He walked around the desk and stood behind Esme, putting a hand on her shoulder. "How are you planning to deal with this?"

I scratched the back of my neck and pursed my lips, "Well, that's where you come in. Bella needs to feel like she has a second family. She already does but I wanted it to be more. Like she could consider Esme as her mother and could talk to her about anything. Maybe that'll make her open up to you about her mother. She needs to talk about it but she can't." Esme nodded slowly. "Same applies to you, Carlisle. She already considers you a father to her, just try to get closer. I don't care who she opens up to just as long as she does." He nodded too.

"And that woman?" Esme asked. She couldn't call her a mother anymore.

"Well, I thought about talking to her when we go back to Forks. I think that's the best way to go." I didn't know what to do. That way the only thing I could come up with.

Esme shook her head and shot up beside Carlisle, "No, don't talk to her," She said firmly.

"Esme, love. Someone has to talk to her. She has to understand how big her mistake is," Carlisle argued softly.

"I know that," She said sharply. "That's why I'll talk to her."

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DPOV

"You know if it wasn't Bella, I would've never agreed." I murmured as I pulled Linda against me.

She chuckled, "If it were anyone but Bella, I would've never agreed either," She whispered, burying her face in my neck. She was side-saddling my lap as we sat on the sofa of Bella's room. I had her wrapped in my arms and kept playing with her hair.

I smiled widely, "Do you still get jealous?"

"If you could understand how handsome you look for women, you'd get jealous too." She wrapped her arms tighter around my neck and sighed.

"I only want to be handsome in one woman's eyes." I nuzzled her hair.

"She doesn't see anyone but you. So in her eyes you are the most handsome." She giggled a little, stroking the hair at the nape of my neck.

My smile looked goofy but I didn't mind. She said I looked handsome. Goofy handsome. "I love you, lovely love."

I felt her smile against my neck, "I love you too, my knight in shining armor."

My smile, if it was possible, grew wider. It's been so long since she last called me that. I missed it.

Ring… Ring… Ring…

"Why is everyone against us being alone today?" I groaned. She chuckled.

She reached the end of the sofa with her arm and got her cell phone. Without looking at the caller she answered.

"Hello?"

"Rose!"

"Lolita!" She stiffened.

"I don't have time to talk. They're on their way Rose. Take care." And the caller hung up.

I didn't need her translation. I wrapped my arms around her again and tucked her head under my chin. It was about time I took revenge for controlling my Rose. The Volturi will regret it.

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