Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and its characters
*BPOV*
I walked out of the little room down the hall that was now Emily's. She had woken at 3:40 and was crying. This was a reoccurring thing since that night. I had hummed the melody of an old song that I no longer knew the words to. It reminded me of how Edward had hummed to me. Suddenly I remembered him lying in my bed, with no shirt on. I worried about how I talked in my sleep. It took me all four years of college to stop saying his name in my sleep, I prayed for years that I never said it while I was with Brian, and now, now I was terrified that Edward had heard for himself. Emily fell back asleep and I set her back in her little bed. I walked out of her bedroom and right into something solid. Strong arms wrapped around me before I even rocked back on my heels.
"Oh! I'm sorry did Emily wake you? Wait what are you doing in the hall way?" I felt horrible thinking that Emily had woken him, and how he had endured so much tonight because of me. He started to release me and when his gaze went down and then back up me I became aware of my standard pjs, a tank top and boxer short set I had bought at Victoria's Secret a while back. He cleared his throat, and said "its okay, I wasn't really asleep anyways." His right arm was still around my waist and it felt like neither of us could pull away. I blushed and looked down, hiding behind my hair. "Look at me Bella." he said in a hoarse whisper. I hesitated. All I wanted was to look into the shocking depth of his emerald green eyes. But I was afraid to let him know that. "Look at me Bella. I told you earlier it has been too long that I have gone without seeing you face. Please don't deny me the pleasure now." I couldn't help it I looked up through my lashes. Before I could react he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to my room. I never took my eyes off of him as he set me down on the bed. Every possibility ran through my head making me blush from head to toe "Edward, I'm still married. I can't, we can't…" I began to say but was stopped abruptly by his pager.
Beep beep beep beep. We both looked in the direction of the piece of plastic that just managed to kill the mood. He put his head into the pillow next to me and it sounded like he let loose a string of profanities. "Augh! I have to go, that's the hospital." He said into the pillow. He pushed off the bed and grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head, sitting down he put his shoes back on and grabbed his pager and coat. I just sat in wonder at how quickly he had gotten ready. I barely felt him move and now he was at the door. "What you only use windows for coming in?" I asked to lighten his mood. I hated him leaving, but I hated him mad even more. He chuckled. "I only use the window when it comes to seeing you." I stood up and walked toward him. "You work at the hospital? I think I always knew you would follow in Carlisle's footsteps. He must be very proud." I didn't want him to leave; I could feel myself trying to stall. "He's a wonderful father, as a boss he expects a great deal out of me. I really don't want to leave, but oh, but I have to. For me it isn't the ER paging where someone else is there if I don't make it. I have specific patients. And one of them really needs me." He said and seemed to be reading my thoughts. I nodded. We walked downstairs to the front door. He stopped and turned as he stepped outside. "Can I call you later? Maybe come by after my shift today and we can talk and catch up? There is a lot more to you from the last eleven years that I would like to know about." He sounded hopeful and I felt like I couldn't say no. "Um, I don't know. I mean, well I…" I couldn't say no, but I couldn't seem to say yes either. He finally decided to take it upon himself to decide for us, "Bella, I'm coming back after my shift is over. I will bring dinner for all of us. End of discussion. I will call you later and you can tell me what I am bringing for dinner." And with that he kissed my cheek and headed to his car. I stood there stunned, I couldn't speak all I could do was watch him drive away. At four o'clock in the morning, Edward Cullen was leaving my house to save a patient, and he would be back with dinner. "Oh man. What am I going to do now?" I slapped myself on the forehead.
I closed the door and felt the spot on my cheek where he had kissed me, over the years that we had been friends he had done that same thing countless times, but for some reason this time felt different. I thought about the things he had said to me while I walked up the stairs to my room. I was going to lie down for a couple more hours until I had to be up for both children. Over and over I replayed the night in my head. I had known that even in escaping Forks, I had not left my feelings for Edward behind. In fact all I had done was pack them neatly away in the corner of my heart hoping that one day they would be forgotten they weren't. They were at the surface right now, and I did not know what I was going to do with them or with him. So for now I just closed my eyes and dreamt of what I had wished had happened.
It didn't take Alice long before she was calling me for the details of the night. My phone had buzzed four times before I decided to acknowledge it. I picked it up and looked at the time; it wasn't even eight o'clock in the morning. "Alice, my two children don't get me up this early. Why are you calling?" I mumbled in to my cell phone. "Um, hello it is almost 8AM and my brother did not come home last night! I want to know details right now, and where the hell is my brother!" She shouted in her nicest voice. "Alice nothing happened, he got paged to go to the hospital hours ago. In fact I think he left a little after he got here." I replied, thinking to myself how those four hours had flown by and didn't seem to have been nearly that long. "Well get your sorry hung over ass up, Rose and I are treating you to lunch. We have a lot of catching up to do." She replied and seemed determined about it all. "Rose and I will pick you up at noon." At that I cut her off. "Um Alice, two small children require car seats. Why don't I just meet you where ever it is that you and Rose insist on taking me?" I knew she was annoyed that I had interrupted her, but the fact of the matter was Rose didn't have car seats in her Mustang. "Hmm, true and Emmett will have already left with his car. Alright fine. Meet us at the house at noon then. And don't be late." It sounded like old times to me, but then I paused and said "What house?" I felt like a dummy when she replied. "The house. Esme and Carlisle's house, our house. You know where we all live, duh!"
I don't know why I was surprised that they all lived there. The house was huge; most people would have called it a mansion, but not the Cullens. They preferred to call it a house. "Mansions were for people who felt they were of importance. And a house is for family." That is what Esme had told me the one and only time I ever used the term mansion in regards to it. "Alright, we'll be there. At noon." I said to her before handing up. I rolled over and shut my eyes, knowing that I only had a few minutes before one Emily and Joey would be up. All I could think about was the fact that it had been an interesting night and now it would be a very interesting day.
I'm sorry this one is so short...the next chapter will be better and is on the way. Promise!