Why Edward? Why?

Chapter 22: Back To Reality

BELLA POV

It was odd (to say the least) to be awake and healthy. While my husband stood beside the bed, still frozen in his shocked state, sobbing his heart out, my father-in-law Carlisle walked over and gave me a warm hug.

"How are you feeling Bella, darling?" he asked, still grinning broadly down at me from where I was still sitting upwards in the bed.

"I feel…healthy," I said confidently.

Then I spotted the figure on the ground and the nurses who were still at the door.

Raising my eyebrows I glanced up at Carlisle and then to the doorway. He saw what I meant.

"There was a bit of drama in here a few minutes ago. Nurse Denali or should I say-" he raised his voice as the figure started to move and several security police officers filed into the room. "- just Tanya Denali. You are no longer a General Health Nurse Assistant at this hospital or anywhere within this state or possibly the entire US."

His tone was not its usual calm, gentle and welcoming voice. It was harsh, bitter and nasty. It sent a shiver down my spine; it was un-natural for me to hear him like this. He just kept one secure arm round my shoulder but squeezed me gently when he felt my discomfort.

Tanya opened her mouth comically like a fish, open and closed as she looked at the demon-ed side of the Head Doctor. He was the boss, not only because of years of expertise but because he was normally fair and the best doctor around, despite the fact that he knew her a 'friend' it was still business as usual.

"What?" Tanya hissed. "I came in here to help her!"

Edward jerked out of his statue and whirled on her with a glare in place.

"You liar" he hissed in a menacing fashion. "You took away my wife's air pipe that was supplying her with air in which she was using to breathe! Do you breathe Tanya? Because that is what keeps you alive! You weren't helping by taking it away! You were planning a murder to get you hands on me! Even if you plan had 'succeeded' I would have never gone to your level! I love Bella with all my soul and I would never go to a desperate, skanky, bitchy and horrific COW like you!"

By the end of his speech he was shouting at her, right in her face.

Instinctively, being the wife of Edward and knowing what he could get like when he was beyond this point of anger, I reached out and managed to tug softly at his sweater vest.

That made me think; when did Edward wear sweater-vests? Alice is going to have a fit if she hasn't seen him like his already.

I over-looked his appearance in the space between him noticing my tug and then looking at me.

Edward looked (to me) awake, tired and ill. He had dark rings round his eyes and bags were balanced underneath them. He was wearing (if my memory was accurate) the same clothes that he wore the last night I remembered him. But how long had I been in that coma? How many questions did I have? It was also amazing how calm and child-like I was acting.

Edward looked at me and immediately his whole face softened. It didn't surprise me; I'd been under for a while and he couldn't be angry at the wife he may or may not have missed. We still had to talk.

"Bell-" Edward started to say but then the sound of familiar heavy boats walking down the hallway stopped him.
I had heard that sound throughout my summers in Forks while I was little. Hearing it made me re-live that time.

Sure enough round the corner and I was staring right into the eyes of my father, Head Police Chief, Charlie Swan.

He stopped short when he saw me awake and the many people in the room. He turned to the officers (having gotton over his shock quickly) and said, "Alright lads, get her outta here. Take her to the station for the night and a half at least."

They took Tanya, still struggling against the captors ("GET OFF ME!")

Charlie turned to me and winked. "You alright Bells?"

Chuckling I raised my arms like a seven year old and smiled brightly. Carlisle released me and went to the door, getting the nurses back to their stations.

Charlie huffed happily as he easily strode over to me and embraced me tightly. I hugged him just as desperately back. It was good to see him after so long. It had been ages since I'd seen him, probably before my last miscarriage.

"It's good to see you Dad" I murmured, snuggling into his hug.

"You too Bells. I have to pop off quickly but I'm so glad your awake. Also, Renee wants to see you this week, sorry that I have to go." He said quickly. I looked up and saw he had tears in his eyes.

I grinned happily again and patted his cheek. "Don't worry Dad, I'm all better now."

He nodded; once to me and then he turned to Edward, patted him on the shoulder and nodded to him as well. Edward nodded back and gave him a hesitant smile. Charlie then left, closing the door behind him and that left Edward and me alone.