This scene was tough to do. I don't know if I got it right. Please please please let me know! I really appreciate in-depth reviews! You guys keep me going believe it or not.

Musical inspiration for this one comes from Paramore, Jack's Mannequin, and Flyleaf.

Dark Blue- JM; There for you-Flyleaf; My Hero-Paramore; Until Tomorrow-Paramore; Circles-Paramore; All Around You (Acoustic)-Flyleaf.

And of course, I promise I'm not stealing anything from Stephenie. She's my hero.

9/22- I had a few grammatical errors pointed out to me so I went back and fixed them, and ended up tweaking the whole chapter, adding things here and there to make it a little better. I don't know if you'll catch them if you read this before, but it's the little things that count!

Edward stood in my room

Edward stood in my room. Edward, Edward Cullen was right there in front of me. I couldn't move; I couldn't breathe. My eyes found his glorious golden ones, and I felt everything fall back into place. I could feel my heart beating for the first time in so long. It was faster than I was used to and I felt lightheaded. He looked at me for what seemed like an eternity while I just hung in the balance. Then finally he whispered,

"Bella."

I was overcome by darkness.

I felt a cool hand on my forehead and another on the inside of my wrist, but I kept my eyes closed. I didn't want to wake up from what seemed like a too-real dream. He couldn't really be here with me, in my room. Suddenly, I felt his icy hand place the lightest of pressures on my swollen belly, feeling gently. My baby kicked for him. I heard him inhale sharply and I opened my eyes. His eyes flashed to my face, and his hand moved away so fast it blurred.

"I'm sorry," he murmured. "I didn't know you were awake."

I couldn't find my voice. I just wanted to listen to his and remember it so I wouldn't forget it once he left. I winced at that thought and I could almost feel the cracks in my heart coming back.

"Bella? Please say something. Let me know you're okay at least. Are you alright? Why were you crying? And you're…you're…" he said as his eyes fell back to my stomach. I think that's the first time I had ever heard him falter and be at a loss for words.

I took a deep breath, inhaling his sweet natural fragrance, making me even more lightheaded.

I still couldn't find my voice.

"Bella, please," he said in earnest. "I still can't read your mind; it kills me not to know. Please tell me what you're thinking."

I remembered. How could I forget anything about him?

I took another deep breath through my mouth this time, trying to assemble my incoherent thoughts.

"I…I'm fine. There was just…a situation at..at La Push that's all." I was surprised how casually I could just talk, how easily it came out. But I shuddered at the memory of the huge wolf.

"What happened, Bella?" he said in a worried voice, like he could be worried about me. Yeah, right.

"Well, I found out about…about…" I couldn't bring myself to say the word, just like I could barely say vampire. Only this was harder, newer, stranger, because they were still human.

"Oh," Edward said, clearly relieved. But then his features hardened again.

"Bella, what were you doing hanging out with young werewolves?! Don't you know how dangerous that is? You could have been hurt or even killed!"

My mouth hung open. I couldn't believe him. I was angry for him pretending to care. I struggled to sit up, not an easy task when you're still lightheaded and pregnant. He grabbed my elbow to help but I yanked it away, despite the electricity that ran through my arm. I glared at him.

"Who are you to say how dangerous they are? They are still human! And…"

"And you don't really know anything about them do you?" he interrupted. "I do. I know. They're volatile creatures, controlled by their emotions. They're not safe, especially for someone as danger-prone as you! You could get hurt!" he was almost yelling at that point.

I was getting tired of him saying things he didn't mean because I knew he didn't really care if I got hurt or not. He didn't love me. I didn't notice the tears spilling over until they started falling on my stomach. I couldn't look at him.

"Oh, Bella, don't cry. Please, I didn't mean to get angry. I'm just concerned with your safety."

"Edward," I almost choked on his name. "Why are you here?"

He looked shocked for a second at my total change of topic, then looked away.

"Bella, I…I just couldn't stay away. I heard you had come back to Forks and…I don't know. I wanted, no, I needed to see you. But I couldn't bring myself to face you, not after what I'd done. But clearly, you've been happy and you found someone to make you happy." His gaze landed on my stomach again.

I looked away. I couldn't bear to look straight into his eyes. I'd drown if I did.

"You're wrong," I whispered. "There isn't anyone that's made me happy besides you. Ever. This," I placed a hand on my stomach, "was an accident, and besides, he's dead."

His eyes widened. Then he stared at me with a mix of compassion and hope. He started to reach for me, but then quickly drew his hand back.

"Bella, I'm so sorr…"

"Please don't say you're sorry. I'm tired of everyone saying that! I'm not sorry. I didn't love him. I never could. It's impossible to love someone else when you've already given your heart away."

I couldn't believe I had just said that. As if he wanted to hear I still loved him so desperately. Nothing had changed. Nothing would ever change for me.

"Oh, Bella," he whispered, his voice like chimes on the wind. Oh, how I had missed his voice!

I looked at him. I figured if I was going to be ripped apart I might as well take in what I could. I studied his gorgeous face while it was all silent for a moment. Of course he hadn't changed a bit, but still it was breathtaking. I literally couldn't breathe. He was perfect with his marble-smooth white skin and defined cheekbones. His nose was straight and perfect. If I stared at his full, perfect lips any longer than I would want to kiss him. I looked at the tuft of bronze hair that fell across his forehead and wanted to brush it back, but didn't. I saved his eyes for last, because as soon as I looked into them I lost all thoughts and my breath. I felt my eyes release more tears. How had I lived without him for so long? He had no equal. There was no one else whom I could ever love. If I fell apart when he left last time, I would be even worse now, because I knew he wouldn't stay. He didn't love me. I couldn't find my lungs.

His expression became worried.

"Breathe, Bella."

I did. He broke my trance but continued to gaze into my eyes. He seemed to be almost as hypnotized as I was, but that was impossible. I wouldn't even begin to let myself hope.

"Edward," I barely whispered. "Why did you really come back? And when are you leaving?"

He was quiet for a minute. My world hung by a thread in that silence. My life depended on his answer, or at least, my heart did.

"Bella, the truth is…I lied to you." He looked away again, his angel face twisting in pain.

"Bella, I did the most horrendous thing of my entire existence. I told you I didn't love you. Nothing could be more false in this entire world, yet you believed me. You doubted every single 'I love you' that I had ever uttered, and that tore me apart. But I had to let you go, for your own sake. Your humanity and your safety were much too precious to put in danger by my presence. I couldn't bear it, despite how much I needed you. I could never let you be hurt on my account. So I left to protect you. But I have regretted every single second of it. I have missed you and longed for you with every single fabric of my being. Bella, how could you believe that I ever stopped loving you? How?! I can still see it your eyes now, and I can see the hurt I have caused you. I'll never forgive myself, no matter how long I live. I'm an idiot!"

I started sobbing.

He brought his hands to my face and cradled it gently, wiping away the tears with his icy cold fingertips.

"Isabella Marie Swan, I love you. I have never stopped loving you and I never will. To answer your question, I am here because I could not stand to be away from you any longer and if you'll have me, I will stay forever. Unless, that is, you want me to leave."

I sobbed harder,v but my heart leaped with joy. He loved me! Edward loved me! But how was that possible? He seemed sincere, but he'd left me. A little voice inside my head told me I should be angry at him for doing this to me, but I could find no anger for him. I could only find relief and unconditional love. I wanted him back, no questions asked, but I was also very skeptical. Could he leave again? I wouldn't be able to bear it. The fear burned like a fire inside me.

He noticed my hesitation.

"Bella, if you don't want me, I understand. I'd try to win you over again, but I'd never force you to be with me. If you want, I'll leave, if I knew that that would make you happy."

"No!" I nearly shouted. "Don't leave, please. I couldn't bear it. Edward, I've been so desperately broken until this very moment. When you left, so did my heart. It's always been yours and always will be. I love you! Please, I won't survive if you leave."

He smiled and his golden eyes danced with joy.

I was on fire. I still had that fear, but I buried it for the moment. My golden prince was back!

Edward still had my face in his hands. He drew it closer to his. I knew what came next.

He closed the distance, putting his lips on mine. I came alive. Every moment of pain was worth this kiss. I was repaired, made whole. I was on fire. My arms wrapped around his neck and he leaned into the kiss with a hunger unlike anything I'd ever known. I could just believe for that second that he had missed me like I missed him. I knew he'd been just as empty as I had. But now we were two halves made whole, perfect for each other.

For just a moment, the world was quiet. There was no one but him and I. We were on fire.

He pulled away and I groaned. He gave me a smile and kissed me lightly.

"Don't worry, love. I'm never leaving you again."

I pulled him back to me. I wasn't done kissing him.

I'm so scared I didn't get this part right. I have no beta and I did it in a hurry. It might be too much like the reunion in New Moon but I hope not. I tried not to make it like that. But I just don't think Bella could get mad at Edward. Her love just erases it and makes her take him back right away, at least that's how I see it. Please let me know what you think, I'm desperate! And don't worry, Jake will come back and make a scene shortly.