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Hospital Rules and Parental Supervision.

EPOV

"Edward…" he looked at me, and in that brief second I thought I lost her, my father's face turned bright, and he smiled at me warmly.

"Someone wants to see you" he told me, while Charlie thanked him, Alice squealed, Rosalie beamed, my mother hugged me and Emmett let out a shaky laugh.

I looked over to Charlie, finally afraid. He looked at me, frowned slightly, then nodded his head. He didn't like this, but he would take it. I beamed as I walked through the doors.
There she was, my beautiful Bella, looking up at me through those long lashes. My heart soared as I looked her in the eyes, walking towards her until I crashed my lips to her.

"I thought I would never see those beautiful eyes again" I told her, while she hugged me weakly.

"Oh, Edward" she said, a tear glistening on her cheek. I wiped them away, kissing each cheek before I kissed her lips again. The heart machine went silent for a moment and the restarted.

"I guess you found out what your kisses do to me" she said softly. I knew she was weak, and that she was on so many meds that she would fall asleep any moment, but I needed her to know how I felt, everything she had done to me.

"Bella, I love you" I told her, staring her straight in the eyes.

"I love you too Edward. It was you, I heard your voice, you sounded so sad, you begged me to fight, to come back. I fought as hard as I could, for you, and my dad. She said, looking behind us. I felt footsteps behind them, but I didn't acknowledge them.

"Edward, I'm tired" she said softly

"Sleep my beautiful Bella, sleep, I'll be here when you wake up" I told her gently, kissing her forehead as she closed her eyes.

I turned around and everyone was watching us, their eyes wide. It was my mother who surprised me the most; she was beaming as she held my father.

Charlie came over and took Bella's hand.

"I don't like it but you made her comeback. You told her to comeback for me, thank you" he said his eyes not leaving his daughter.

My father walked towards me, put his hand on my shoulder and asked me to talk to him and my mother, we walked out the door and he stood in front of me, his hands crossed.

"Edward, she's your student?" he said, his eyes showing a hint of anger

"Yes" I said, my head hanging

"Do you know what that could do to you, it's highly unethical, if you got caught, you would lose your school next year, your reputation would be ruined, and hers! She would…" he started, but I broke him off

"Look, dad, I know how bad this is. I just can't help how I feel, I love her, when she's not around it's like I can't breathe, when she was in there, and I knew I might not be able to see her open her eyes and look at me again, I was dying inside. She's eighteen, next year she's going to Dartmouth! And apart from that, it's not sexual, not at all, Dad, please, you have to understand, I love her… more than my own life" I told him pleadingly.

My dad sighed in defeat, and my mom hugged me again before we re-entered Bella's room. Apparently she would have to stay for a week, and then wear a walking boot for a month before she would be perfect again. I didn't care, as long as she was whole. Early morning came and everyone prepared to leave for home. Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper an Alice were all going back with Charlie. They were going to leave me Bella's guardian so I could get back in time for school the next day. My parents were going to fly out at the end of the week so my dad could ensure Bella was treated properly before discharge. I knew Bella had a few more hours in her, so I went to the hotel with my parents, who would be booking the same room and showered and changed before returning to the hospital with my father.

"Edward, I wasn't planning on making a decision yet, so I hadn't asked, but the national board is building a new state of the art hospital in Port Angeles. They offered me to run it, and I was considering. Your mother misses you, and I do to, we were wondering if you would be ok with us coming to live in the Forks house with you?" he asked me

I loved the idea, I was currently living in the house by myself. My parents had bought it and redone it last year and it was the reason why I had chosen Forks to teach in, I already had a home there.

"Dad, that would be great" I told him, honestly.

"And about Bella" uh oh. "I'm not happy about the situation, and I'm worried about the possible outcome, but I sympathize and understand. I'm also just happy you are happy" he told me, and I smiled. As soon as Bella was ok again, everything would be fine in the universe. Charlie knew and he didn't shoot me (yet) or put me in jail (yet) or gotten a restraining order (yet), Emmett knew and he hadn't killed me (yet) my dad understood and was moving in, which I liked because I missed my parents terribly, and Bella loved me. Yup, as soon as she was whole again everything would be perfect.

BPOV

The week flew by quickly. I slept most of the time but I had come to learn a few things while I was awake. I had been in a coma and was saved by Edwards' father, who was the best doctor ever! And had rushed over on his private plane after a plea for help from Edward, Carlisle was very nice and had Edward's height, but was blonde. His eyes were the darkest green, that almost looked black. He looked much younger than he was at 47, and was compassionate and gentle. Whenever Edward was in Forks, at school, Edwards mother, Esme, would sit with me, and tell me the most wonderful stories about Edward as a child. She was wonderful and nice and sweet and motherly. She had a round face, small lips and bright grey eyes. Her hair was a soft caramel color, and her figure was perfect. She too looked much younger than she really was, and seemed to understand my situation with Edward. It had been during a conversation where I asked her if she was not upset that I was his student, and not good enough for him that she cut me off.

"Edward has been alone for so long, I'm just happy he found someone to love. You know, it's cases like these that make you see a person's true colors, and the strength of a relationship, the strength of a person's love. Two persons who didn't absolutely love each other wouldn't go through all these mountains and pass unscathed. Many relationships wouldn't survive; it just shows that you two are meant for each other." I smiled widely at that, and winced at the pain in my head.

"You know, dear, that Carlisle and I went through a similar situation. When I was twenty I had a shot gun marriage to an absolutely horrid man that I thought I knew and loved. A month before my child was born, he disappeared. I never saw him again, three days after the birth of my son; he was examined in order to be discharged from the clinic where I gave birth. When they checked him over, they noticed his blood work showed signs of a tumor. They had to operate immediately on his brain to save him. I loved my child very much and he was my life, when he died, I tried to kill myself by throwing myself off a cliff. The persons that found me brought me straight to the morgue, thinking I was dead; it was Carlisle who looked me over, and found a heartbeat. He saved me, and for a long time, nursed me to health, I had no money so he paid the bills, and when I was whole and discharged he put me up in one of his apartments till I could get back on my feet. Throughout that time I fell in love with him, a love deeper than I could have ever felt for anyone else. It was unethical to go out with a patient, so for a long time we were quiet about our relationship, the day after he told me he loved me, we got married. A year later I had Edward, and I have been the happiest person alive ever since. I just want you to know, I understand, I know what you're feeling. I also know that if what you feel is true, you'll find a way to make it, and when you do, you'll be as happy as Carlisle and me. What mom wouldn't want that for her only son?" I was in tears, as I hugged her, and thanked her for her story.

The rest of the stories were happier ones than that, but all showed me insight into the wonderful family Edward had, and the type of boy he had been while growing up.

"There was a time when Edward was sixteen, that Alice, who was eleven at the time was irritating him and his friends. She would bounce around and dance and sing as Edward tried to act cool and not laugh at his cousin. When Edward wasn't looking, Alice kissed a boy to get his attention, when Edward noticed what his cousin was doing he yelled and punched his friend, grabbing Alice and throwing her over his shoulder before running off home with her on his shoulder the whole time. By the time he got there he was sweaty and Alice was asleep. He barged into the kitchen as I was cleaning, slipped on the floor and slid down towards me, knocking me into the bucket and spilling water all over us. We gasped on the floor, soaked and Edward started yelling at Alice about morals and asked her why she had kissed his friend. Alice laughed and told him that she wanted to go home, but didn't want to walk and knew exactly what she was going to have to do to get him to carry her."

I laughed with her, and listened to all of her wonderful stories. She asked me about my childhood, my mother, my friends and when I would tell her deep feelings I could tell she was not just asking out of curiosity but was really interested in how I felt and what I had to say.

I felt really guilty a lot of the time because Edward would race after school to Seattle every day, only to go back in time to shower and go to teach. He would sleep with me on the bed and I knew that I would never be able to sleep properly again after being held in his arms. When I would have a nightmare he would whisper sweet nothings in my ear and hum a melody that would immediately calm me down.

He had started to develop bags under his eyes and I was worried he would fall asleep at the wheel, every time I voiced my concerns he would stop me and tell me he wouldn't have it any other way, and that there was no way he could go to sleep knowing I was alone in a hospital bed.

So when Saturday came and I was discharged I was excited to get home. I knew Esme and Carlisle would be moving to Forks by week's end but was sad to say goodbye to Esme, who had been with me so long during the week. Everyone was waiting outside the hospital when I walked out in my walking boot. I hugged my dad and he told me how he was glad to have me back at home. Emmett picked me up and gave me a bone crushing bear hug that threatened my lungs and nearly caused my newly repaired ribs to break again. Alice, Rosalie and Jasper hugged me and we all rode together in my father's massive Range Rover. I was happy. I was going home…

Well let me know what you think, I loved Esme's story, and remember that I am trying to remain true to the books and the characters.