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Falling In The Black (a.k.a The Pancake Story)

Chapter 6: Angels

Previously:

EPOV

I comforted my need and brought my fingers through her hair, letting the strands intertwine with my hand. The feel of it was intoxicating in its self but to have her so close, that made the memory burn itself into me. In my life I have seen that hospitals do make some of the best memories, and this one is the best proof I can give.

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EPOV

Her face was still and serene for all of five minutes. Then the talking began. At first I thought she had woken up and was about to demand she return to sleep, only to find her eyes already shut tight, unlike her mouth. It began with a simple mumble of an incoherent name. The after it got louder I could hear her saying Alice repeatedly. I could hear her heart pick up speed, and her arms were struggling under the sheets that seemed to confine her. She was having a nightmare that was obvious, but it seemed as though she was chasing after something. I was getting worried when she let out a high pitched scream and jolted out her sleep. Her eyes were wide and you could see them drenched in fear and worry. Her heart rate was at an unhealthy state, and it wasn't until she turned to face me did I notice her relax as she breathed in deeply. I don't know what it was, but the fact that it was my presence that helped chase her fears away gave me a strange sort of pride, and it took all I had to not smirk.

"I'm sorry, you must be getting no sleep." She said quietly, of course I still heard her and couldn't help but smile, if only she knew.

"Don't worry about that, get back to sleep." She just gave me a nod laying her head on my chest this time. If my heart was still beating I swear it would've exploded from the sudden rush of emotion that shocked its way through my system at an unexpected rate.

"This girl will be the death of me." I said in a low whisper.

"Huh?" She asked looking up at me confused. I just smiled telling her to go back to sleep. She nodded obediently leaving me to my thoughts. I looked down one more time, to find her asleep again, she looked like an angel through and through, and oh how I wish she was my angel.

BPOV

I woke up in the same hospital room, but I felt like something was missing. I looked around to find the bed empty, and the panic was a bit unexpected but it wasn't until I saw him coming through the door with a familiar little bundle in his arms. My baby looked at me with her wide brown eyes, her pale arms linked tightly around Edward's neck. Edward was smiling his grip on her tight and almost protective. The vision was beautiful anyone who didn't know would've mistaked them for father and daughter. It wasn't until I saw the worry on their faces did I notice that I was crying. Edward came immediately to my side setting Alice down next to me. She crawled to me wrapping her arms around me, burying her small face into my neck. I hugged back trying to control the sobs but they came anyway. If only that vision was true, if only I could give you the one thing you deserved the most my little angel. If only I could give you a father.

"Bella are you ok?" He said his voice gentle as he took my hand in his. I'm not sure if he felt it, but I know that I definitely did. That shock that rushed through me, bringing me to such a euphoric state. It wasn't until there was a huge crashing noise, followed by an annoyed scream. It wasn't the scream that worried me, but the name that came with it. I was in complete denial, until I saw his face appeared at the door, clenching my throat, and rushing my heartbeat. Alice looked at him with a confused and unknowing face, Edward's face had become tense, and I swear I heard him growl.

He walked toward us, his face nonchalant , and his eyes raging with an unknown emotion.

"Isabella…" his voice venomous as it came closer, his eyes fixed on Alice. I pulled her deeper into my grasp, as I tried to suffocate the fear in me with by protective instinct. I failed miserably, but I saw Edward take a protective stance in front of me, as if he knew. From my point of view he looked like an angel, how I wish he was my angel.