a/n: I have almost completed the next chapter of this too. There will be a UD tomorrow too

I Realize There's No Reply

BPOV

I was surrounded by wind and rain and all I could hear was the crashes of the damage being created around me.

I was freezing, my clothes completely saturated with the water.

I couldn't escape it.

I coughed, feeling it in my mouth, trying to get it back out.

I coughed again.

Coughing harder and harder I panicked with what I felt in my mouth.

It wasn't water any more.

"She's wakening up." I heard a call, it seemed pretty calm but there was something else to the tone.

"Bella, It's me. It's your dad. Calm down." Charlie's voice tried to sooth me as I felt his hand stroke across my forehead, but I couldn't, something was going to stop me breathing. Couldn't he see that. I was choking.

"She's choking against it. I'm taking it out. I heard the same voice from the first time and I recognised it. It was Edward.

There was a pull at my face, tape or something. I kept coughing, panicking, but I also felt Edward's warm hands on me, relaxing me, soothing me.

Opening my eyes, I saw him. His presence stood before me, it was god like.

He pulled on what was in my mouth, releasing me from my torment and I felt the panic in me ease as I looked up to him.

He stroked the hair out my face, leaving his hand in my hair before my father stepped in, pushing him out the way.

"What the hell were you doing, Bella?" he snapped at me, he wasn't mad. He was frightened.

I had done it to him again and I hated myself.

Who had found me?

Who had saved my life?

Who had saved the life I was trying to give up. It wasn't there's to give back. I should have died.

But right now, I really didn't know if I wanted to be alive or dead.

I tried to speak but nothing really came out. My throat felt like I was trying to swallow glass or something.

I saw Edwards hands from the corner of my eye holding a little plastic cup, reaching for me.

My dad, snapped it from him before quickly ordering him out of the room.

I felt relived and lost at the same time. I wanted him here but I wanted him gone also.

Charlie reached forward, letting me sip on the straw, helping ease my painful throat ever so slightly.

"Who found me?" I didn't want anyone to have found me. Not like that. It wasn't fair to anyone. I knew someone would. I assumed Charlie and as much as I hated the idea of him coming home to find me dead, it was the only option I could think of.

"Edward Cullen. Care to explain?" I shook my head answering him no. I didn't want him to feel bad that I trusted him, that I somehow felt calm with Edward. I did. He took me in, let me sleep in his arms and all the time he only acted appropriately with me, even when he changed me he was so careful not to cause me any distress.

He grunted at me "Thought as much." he sighed as he rubbed at his forehead in frustration, his eyes screwed tight. "You can't keep doing this. You can't." his voice trembled and broke and I could hear the weep in him trying to escape.

"He should have let me die." He should have. Why do people keep bringing me back from my brink of a world without all the pain and suffering that lives in my head.

"You're so damn selfish Bella, I have let you get away with everything. Not any more though. I'm taking action this time." he couldn't he couldn't do that to me. I was an adult. I knew what I wanted, and that was out of this life. He couldn't do that to me. He would section me, he would take away my rights. They would assume I was crazy or "not of sound mind". What ever term that they used, it all meant the same. I wasn't going to be my own person. They would fill me up with drugs and I wouldn't know what was happening. It would be worse than my life already.

Least I felt something. I felt pain, everyday I felt pain but I wanted out of this life to lose it, not for them to try and suppress it.

With his words, he walked out of my room, leaving me with my own thoughts.

EPOV

"You can't do that. She trust's me, please." I begged him. He was telling me of Charlie's decision to section her. I wanted her to have one last chance with me, for us to try and work on her issues. She trusted me, I knew she did. I only hoped it would be enough to let me to begin to help her out.

"You just pulled that tube out of her throat. I have told you this already, she is a friend, not a patient to you. Do that again and you will be reprimanded. I'm not playing here, Edward."

My father was pissed, he had found out everything that had went on between Bella and I. He was angry I had let her in my bed, that I let her sleep with me.

I saw Charlie leave her room and I had to try to let him see sense. He hadn't singed over her life yet. She was deemed as unfit but her life was in her next of kin's hands, her fathers.

I rushed over to him, pleading my case. "Charlie, don't do this. Let me help her. I know she trusts me. You pass her over to a psychiatrist, they will drug her and cloud her mind to try and get to where I have already got with her, but she won't trust them."

"I think you have said enough about it for one day." he told me sharply as he tried to walk past me.

I jumped in his path, blocking him. "She trust's me. I know she does, she needs time to speak about whatever this is."

After I had managed to compose myself from the shock that her mother was dead, I asked what had happened. He told me nothing, telling me if Bella had trusted me so much, she would have told me herself.

Bella, hadn't even told Alice what had happened, she was as shocked as I was to learn that Bella's mother was dead.

"She doesn't trust you, she would have told you otherwise-"

"I'll get it out of her. I know I will, then I can work to help her, get her the right help." I knew I alone wouldn't be able to fix her but if she trusted me enough then I would gradually try to introduce factors that could help her get her life back on track.

It had been done before. Why not Bella?

"Just leave it." He was warning me but I wasn't giving up. I had breathed for this girl. I wasn't just going to let someone else take over the life I had just saved. If Bella couldn't help herself, then I would.

"No. I'm not. I'm not going to stop. I'm going to be waiting out here constantly until you say yes, until I you let me back into see her."

"Edward, go home." My father ordered from behind me but I tried my best to ignore him.

"I'm not going anywhere." I promised to Charlie. I wasn't going anywhere right now and I wasn't just going to walk away from Bella.

"She doesn't want help, that's why I'm forcing her. I can't do this again." he was clearly only holding onto his sanity over this one. The look in his eyes showed all his pain, all the months he had been trying to keep her with him. I felt sorry for him.

"Tell her she has to choose; me or being sectioned." I pushed.

"We can't bully her into her into you trying to help her." he said a bit more sternly.

"You pass over her rights, you don't know when you will get them back. At least let me try, let me talk to her. She would rather talk to me, we both know it. She will hate you if you take away her decisions like that." It was the truth. Bella was stubborn and she knew she had little control over the thoughts in her head, but I was certain she would rather work through them with me than someone else.

He wiped at his face with his hand, thinking. "Okay, I let you do this but anything happens to her, I'm coming for you."

I swallowed at his threat but I knew I had to believe in myself, that I could help her somewhat before he would believe me and let me help her. I only nodded to him.

My father had stood the full time, listening to our conversation. "Edward, you can't take this on. She isn't your responsibility and no offence to Chief Swan, but Bella should have had real help a while ago." My fathers eyes landed on Charlie, silently apologizing for his words.

"I know that, okay. I know I should...I should have done something. But she begged me not too." He looked like a broken man.

I nodded understanding, with Bella, you would try to do anything to make her happy, even if it was going against what needed to be done.

"It appears that she really hasn't told you much. Get it out of her and I guess she trusts you. It's not my story to tell so you need to ask her." he nodded to her room door, indicating that my time had just began.

With that I headed to my Bella.

I had been in her room for the last ten minutes and she was yet to speak to me.

I had explained everything to her, about me and her fathers deal. I wasn't sure if she was trying to find the courage to get the truth out or if she was flatly refusing my help.

I needed to help her though. I didn't trust anyone else to do it. I wasn't a psychiatrist but I knew if I could get some truth I could at least work with that.

I began again, trying her for answers. "Why did you lie to me? You said before you came to Forks you were in Houston, but you lived in Jacksonville, in Florida."

It was something so stupid and so insignificant so why did she feel that she had to lie about it.

She shifted up a little on her bed, trying to look at me so I got on my feet and placed myself back down on the end of the bed.

She chewed down on her lip nervously before she began to speak. "Why do you think I was in Florida?" She questioned, her voice still rough from her being intubated.

It was general knowledge in Forks that she had been living with her mother in Florida before she moved here, before her mum died.

"Everybody if Forks knows that you lived in Florida, Bella." We were getting no where, she was questioning my questions.

She nodded her head a little, deep in thought. "Who told them I had been in Florida before I came to Forks?" She questioned with a bit of a sharp tone lacing her words.

I felt my forehead crease in confusion. "You didn't live in Florida before you came to Forks?" Was I wrong?

"Yes..." She sighed. "I...I did live there, that was my home. But I had been on holiday."

"So you had been in Houston before you came to Forks?" I asked confirming.

She let out a little groan, clearly infuriated by me. "Yes. I told you that already but you didn't believe me cos it didn't match up with what the rest of Forks said. Everyone in this town assumes what they want and if anything is contradicted then I'm a liar." she practically shouted, she would have too if it wasn't for the fact her throat was sensitive.

"I'm not saying you're a liar, Be-"

She interrupted me before I could finish my sentence. "Yes you are, you just said it..." she sighed again and I could see her eyes glaze over.

Shit, I had ignored her very own words coming out of her mouth because I assumed she was making it up, avoiding the truth, but in reality, it was the truth she was giving me, I just didn't believe her.

No one in Forks really knew why she had came here, and I guess that they all just assumed that she had came from Florida.

I stood up, pacing on the spot at my own assumption I had made based on the words of other people, other people that would say anything, especially about Bella.

"I'm sorry." I apologised to the floor. She never spoke, she never acknowledged my words at all.

I walked back to her side, pulling myself down to her. Her head face the opposite direction, purposely avoiding me. I pulled at her jaw ever so gently, making her eyes meet mine, "I'm sorry." I apologised again as I looked into her brown glassy eyes.

Her eyes looked down to the mattress between us. "You said you were going to help me and that I was to tell the truth. Edward, I have never lied to you. Never." her eyes met mine on her last word and I knew she was being honest.

I hated myself for ever thinking she had.

"Can I stay with you tonight?" she asked out of nowhere.

"Bella, you're in hospital." I reminded her as looked around the room.

There was nothing going to stop Bella though. "I can discharge myself. I'm fine and you can make sure I'm okay." she told me as if it was so easy.

"You're anything but fine." I told her seriously. She had only been taken of off dialysis a few hours before she had woke up. It was now Sunday evening and she was lucky to even be awake.

"Besides, your rights have been passed along to your father. My dad and another doctor signed off on it."

her eyes widened in horror. "I...I don't have my rights?" She asked as if I hadn't already told her.

"I told you that, I told you it's either me or a psychiatrist."

"I thought you were just trying to make me pick you." her tone was completely disbelieving. "I have no rights." she told herself.

"Bella, it's your dad that is still in care of you, as long as you go along with me, he still will be. If you don't let me help you, he will take you away from me and pass you on to a doctor and they will section you." I tried to let her see the severity of the situation.

She began to cry and I pulled myself up onto the bed, letting her weep into my chest.

"You can't do this to yourself and not expect people to try and stop you, your father loves you so much." she nodded into my chest.

"What about you?" she asked. I knew what I thought of her, I battled with my thoughts for her but I had to be honest with her.

"I care so much about you, I don't know if it's right or if it's wrong, but I do." her grip on me tightened and I felt bad for being so honest, I didn't need anything else to confuse her right now.

"Please, I need to stay with you. I need to sleep." her voice was almost a silent squeal with desperation.

"You need to stay in the hospital tonight. They have to give you medication and fluids through this." I tapped the drip that stood next to her bed beside me, the one that was connected to the back of her hand with the IV line.

She gave a small nod and the look on her face was heartbreaking. I only ever wanted to make her feel better. I would have had her stay at mine if I could but she needed what she was getting here. It was imperative to her recovery.

"Can...Can, I mean if you want to. Can you stay here. Tonight." I hesitated for a moment thinking about all the implications on my job and my responsibility and what my father would say.

She let out as little sob, pleading with me. "Please don't leave me alone. Please, I'll never sleep."

Knowing I was going to be toasted alive for it, I couldn't help but agree. "Of course. I won't leave you, not if you don't want me too."

"Are you out of you're mind, Edward." My father practically shouted at me. It was so unlike him and I knew I was pushing him beyond his boundaries.

"You said to me I wasn't her doctor. I'm her friend. What if it was mum in that position, would you just let her be on her own."

"Bella is not your mother. You hardly know this girl. You haven't even known for two weeks, Edward."

"I know, it's fast and its ridiculous but she trusts me. Time doesn't matter." I argued. Time wasn't an issue. Okay we hadn't known one another long but there was something there, something that I struggled to deny to myself.

"No, Edward." he told me flatly.

"She needs someone. You can't do this to her, not when she has only began to be accepted by our family again."

"I'm not doing this to her, you are. You can't tell her you will be there for her like that. You have a job, you have responsibility. What about her age, for Christ sake."

"What about it?" what the hell did her age have to do about any of this.

"She's young." He told me flatly.

"She's not young, she's younger than me but she isn't a child." She deserved to be treated like an adult. She was one.

He sat down, pinching the bridge of his nose trying to elevate some of the stress that was swamping him. "Edward, you're in too deep. She is too much for you to handle and its clear as day that you have fallen for her-" I scoffed instantly at his words. I had not. I...I didn't know what I felt for her, but I hadn't fallen for her.

"It's not a question, its a fact. In the space of ten days you have completely tangled yourself in this girls life. You went into her house – twice – and have saved her life. I can see why you want to keep the connection there Edward, but you need to back away. I saw the way you were around her yesterday, I saw the look on your face and you don't even know her."

"So Alice can be friend with her, but I can't?" I asked just trying to clarify.

"Have you saw the way they they act around one another? Is that how you want to be with Bella?"

I shuffled on my feet at that one. I knew exactly how she was with Alice, they were so well connected and always touching. I was slightly jealous with the fact that Alice and Bella seemed to have no personal space boundaries with one another.

"I want to help her. I think I can but she needs sleep too." I told him honestly but still managing to avoid answering his question.

"From what I hear, she sleeps well with most guys." his tone was so flat, I hated him for it, I hated him for his words and what he was insinuating about Bella. Before I knew it I was rushing towards him, smacking a fist off of his desk.

"Don't you ever speak about her like that again." I was seething. How could he be so callous to her, he liked her, my family cared for her.

"You reacted exactly how I thought you would to that one Edward. You are not her friend, you want more. I can tell it in your words, I can tell it in your tone and everyone can tell it just by the way you look at her. You can't do this. You could ruin your career."

How could I possibly do that? As far as the hospital was concerned, my relationship with Bella was personal.

"You are so stubborn, its going to be your downfall. Mark my words."

I shook my head. "Put it whatever way you want, I'm staying with Bella tonight. Charlie has already agreed."

"It's not hospital policy for friends to stay. Family; yes, friend; no." Why was he pushing so hard against this.

"Screw the policy. She needs me." I was letting my anger take over but I didn't care.

"Edward, listen to yourself. That policy is your livelihood and she needs professional help."

"She needs someone she can trust." I spat back at him.

"What are you going to do when you are at work?" his brows rose waiting for my response.

I shrugged. "She has work too." I told him. I knew she would get back to that soon enough. She needed routine and work was part of hers.

Nodding, he agreed "But you work late sometimes. You need to be focused on the job too."

"I am focused on my job." This was ridiculous, we were going aground in circles here.

"You're focused on Bella more." I knew it was true, but I could never admit it.

"Chief Swan has given me the nod to help her. Let me try." I practically begged. I felt my knees wanting to give way, to kneel at his feet and ask for him to make this easy. I was going to help Bella, with or without his support.

He sighed after a few moments "Fine, but she is being released in the morning and if you have work, what are you going to do then?"

I had to think quick on my feet here. I had to show him I was serious. "Alice, she's home." I answered knowing there possibly wouldn't be anyone that Bella trusted more.

"She should be back in Seattle, she would be if it wasn't for Bella."

"But she's home and they can spend a little more time together before Alice goes back to College."

He gave up trying to argue with me. "Ask her." he rolled his eyes. "Though their is no point, I know what the answer will be." We both did, Alice would do anything for Bella, this was an easy one.

With that I backed out the room, heading for Bella's. I was going to get answers out of her. I was going to find out all about her, from her, not from the people of Forks.

Getting changed into a pair of scrub bottoms. I didn't know what I was doing. I had jumped in straight away, doing anything for Bella but my dad was right. I was breaking hospital policy and I was in too deep.

I felt ridiculous. My colleges were outside Bella's hospital room working and here was I, sleeping next to a patient.

I felt my position being compromised at my actions but I still couldn't let her down. I couldn't leave her. Not on her own.

Walking out from the en suite bathroom, I walked into Tanya replacing Bella's fluids for the night. She smiled up at me, her eyebrows raised at the makeshift pyjamas.

She never said a word though and Bella never noticed her expression.

"I'll get that, Tanya." I told her. It was simple enough for any one to do really.

"Daddy doc said I was to make sure I did it, sorry." her expression and tone was sincere and I wasn't too surprised that my father had made sure I did nothing medically to Bella while in the hospital. It was stupid and aggravating but he was trying to show me, that with Bella, I couldn't help her.

He had little faith in me and being able to help her. I knew he thought I was too involved to be objective and perhaps I was, but I was adamant that I could still help her.

Tanya finished with the IV line as I sorted out the fold away bed they had brought in for me though I was sure I wouldn't actually sleep in it.

With a goodnight from Tanya and a reminder that she would be in later on to replace the bag, she left us too it.

Bella had been quiet all night. I knew her body would have been feeling like hell after all she had put herself through but I was determined to talk to her.

I perched myself up on the edge of her bed, determined to continue our conversation from earlier.

"So, why were you in Houston?" I wasn't assuming anything else of Bella any more. If it didn't come from her, it wasn't true.

She looked up at me slowly, her face etched in pain. She slid further below the covers and she began to struggle. The look of terror that showed on her face during her nightmares washed across her features just then.

"I got sent there." It was all she gave out, all that she told me and I knew she was going to make this difficult for me. I was going to have to question everything to get answers.

"Does it have something to do with your mum? Your dad told me she passed away. I'm so sorry." I knew my mother had passed away along with my father but I had another mother, Esme. She was as much as my mother as my birth mother, if not, more. She had been the one who really raised me. I was so young when we were put into foster care that she had really been the one major influenced in growing up; her and my dad, Carlisle.

She looked down shrugging.

"I thought with the calls you made too her..." I trailed into the air.

"I never told anyone. Only me and my dad know and her family but she didn't have a lot left, She was an only child and so was my gran."

"Why, why didn't you tell anyone?" It still confused me. Why would they keep it quiet.

"I didn't want to think about it, about what happened." her voice broke and tears began to make tracks down her face.

"What happened?" I pushed.

"Please, not today. I will tell you, just not today." I nodded, letting her off.

"You do realize though that when you call her though, she isn't there?" It was harsh but I needed to know that she still knew her reality.

"I know, I know she isn't there. I just like to hear her voice and talk to her. I imagine that she is listing to me. It's good to talk to someone that can't shout back." She laughed a little before breaking down completely.

Heart-rending sobs came from her chest as she struggled for breath and composure. I went to her, laying out alongside her and pulling her into me. She gripped onto my t-shirt as she sobbed into my chest.

It was so heart breaking to see her like this again, to know that her mother was dead and that this was how she got by.

I shushed her in my arms as I ran my fingers through her hair, trying all I could to calm her. Her body was tense and she shook as she cried.

She fell asleep like that. Her body was exhausted with all it had been through and she needed the rest. I slept right along with her as she gripped on to me in her sleep.

She was so tired she didn't even wake up when Tanya had came in and changed her IV bag in the back of her hand.

I watched her do it silently, Tanya giving me a knowing look that I was perhaps doing wrong but I was also doing right.

She never said a word but somehow I just knew what she was thinking. She was no doubt concerned at the fact that I never slept in my bed.

She left as quick as she came and I fell asleep once more.

Wakening up, I felt a firm hand on my shoulder and my body tensed automatically at the intrusion as I gripped only tighter onto Bella who was still sleeping.

Turning my head, my eyes were met with my fathers and an incredibly pissed off look written across his face.

I carefully placed Bella down on the bed as I got out of it, hanging my head in shame at the fact I was caught in bed with Bella in hospital.

"What are you doing? How long have you been in there?" He was angry but he kept his voice low so not to disturb Bella.

Looking across at my fold out bed, I noticed that the covers had been messed with. It had been made to look like I had spent at least some time in it.

I silently thanked Tanya knowing it would be her, that she knew it would only make my father more mad if he was to find out I had spent the entire night in Bella's bed. It wasn't allowed. At all.

"She was having a nightmare." I lied. "I checked on her and she asked me to wait, I must have fallen asleep." I shrugged as I lied again.

He eyed me up suspiciously before taking a look at my bed and saw it had been slept in, or at least it looked like that.

He screwed his eyes tight. "Just get home. Get ready for work. Don't be late." he warned before he made his way out of the room.

Making my way to the bathroom I changed into my jeans and tried to calm my morning hair with my fingers. It was useless, it was always a damn mess.

I laced up my trainers and put on my jacket before waking up Bella to tell her I had to go.

I gently shook her as she began to stir below my hand.

"Morning." I told her softy with a smile. She gave a small smile back and I could have died with happiness that she had that smile for me.

"Morning." she croaked out as she tried to sit up.

"I need to go, okay." I didn't want to leave her but I knew I had too. "You're dad will be here later and so will Alice. If your dad has to go to work for anything, she will stay with you." It was sorted, Alice was only too happy to spend time with her.

I knew Charlie had an important job and there was a chance that even though he would take the day off, he may be called in with an emergency and I wouldn't have Bella, home alone.

She nodded, thanking me. "When will I see you?" her tone sounded a little desperate.

"Later, after my work, okay. I'll stop in to see you." I promised her. Of course I would be there to see her. Where else would I be.

"We'll talk later, okay?" I nodded to her as her face fell a little.

Without an answer, I kissed her on the forehead and left.

a/n; Ok please pleas let me know what you are all thinking of this story – I see it being alerted but I would love just a little feedback. Even just a little smily face – anything – just something to let me know what your thoughts are.

There is a video for this now – link to it is on my FF page. It is a lot of BPOV so I do warn you, there is spoilers. The truth comes out in the next chapter too!!