I knew Edward could hear me. I chanted out a sentence that meant a lot to us. After I said that his eyes closed and breathing got deeper. That's when everyone got nervous. The phone rang once, maybe twice. No one paid any mind to it at all. I still held Edward's head in my hands. Carlisle kept checking if he was breathing. The metal stethoscope pressed along his skin.

"He just fell asleep. Help my move him to his bedroom jasper, Emmett." Carlisle instructed.

"Well what's wrong with him? What's wrong with my baby?" Esme cried stroking Edward's cheeks.

"He must have had a very high fever. Today when I got up I saw him. He did not look as well as he should have."

"What? Why didn't you stop him?!" She hissed.

"Oh believe me, I tried. He was set on something today. I'm not 100% sure what." Carlisle protested. Esme gave him a look almost like she was pleading. Emmett and Jasper skid up to the front and lifted Edward out of my hands. His limp body folded between Jasper and Emmett. I got up and followed them down the hallway. "Rosalie, get some ice." Carlisle called. He was in-front of me trailing behind Emmett, Jasper, and Edward. They almost ran to the room, laying is limp body carefully onto the wooden bed. His light, wispy auburn hair flowed against the white pillow. Brown covered the walls in a homey feeling.

"Rose!" Carlisle shouted. "Rose where is the ice!" Rose's slender body slid into the room with a bowl of ice. Edward's cheeks and forehead were bright red. The rest of him however, was a pure porcelain pale. Suddenly, his bright amber eyes shot open and his steady breathing turned into deep gasps. I stood behind Esme, so I couldn't see much. His head picked up off the pillow when his hair lifted, he looked very scared.

"Bella! Bella, Where are you? Bella!" He yelled through gasps. Esme turned around and I saw her red, teary face covered by brown, wavy hair.

"I'm right here." I cried walking fast to him. He looked up at me as I took his hand. Sweat dripped from his face.

"Can you breathe, Edward?" Carlisle asked working with a few tools swiftly. Edward just gasped and held my hand tighter.

"Oh Edward." I cried in hysterics now. His hand rubbed franticly against mine.

"Edward? Can you hear me son?" Carlisle asked in a stern voice now.

"Yes. But. Barley. For. Both." Edward managed to choke out. "My lungs burn. My heart is. Racing. I. Can. Hardly. Breathe." He choked further.

"Don't speak." Carlisle scolded. Edward's hand let go of mine. His arm extended up to my face, now engulfed in wet tears. His eyes looked into mine and his chest rose violently.

"Its. Going. To. Be. O.K" Edward huffed. Carlisle stabbed a silver needle into Edward's arm. Rosalie stepped out of the room, taking the empty ice bowl with her. I picked Edward's arm off of my face and back down to my other hand.

"I know." I sobbed holding his hand tightly. His gasps smoothened, letting him relax a little. It was not long before his eye rolled back into his head and his neck gave out, allowing his head to fall onto the pillow.

"What's wrong?" Esme cried.

"He must have a very very high temperature." I turned to Esme, who was clutching onto Emmett, burring half her face in his shirt. Alice stayed by Jasper with hot tears. Jasper was starting to sob also. Alice tried to coo him, making the same noises you would to a baby. Emmett was even starting to tear up.

"Is. He. Going. To. Be. Ok?" I asked through all my tears, still holding onto Edward's hand.

"He should be. I gave him medication just now to make him stop moving so much. It should bring the fever down and allow him to rest." Carlisle's voice was not the ordinary calm voice. It was slightly elevated. "Get me a rag with cold water on it please. Not you Bella, in case he wakes." Emmett left Esme and headed to the kitchen. Esme's body flew to my side. She picked up his other hand and held it close to her heart. With her other hand, she stroked his hair. "Of course there is still a chance something could happen." Carlisle almost whispered as he looked up at me. It was then when I really noticed his expression. He looked worn out. I'm not sure why, it hasn't even been an hour since Edward got here. His deep amber eyes were engulfed in water, but he wasn't crying. Emmett walked in with a wet hand rag and a glass of water. He held out the rag to Carlisle. Carlisle took it and laid it loosely on Edward's forehead. Emmett held out the glass of water. "He cannot drink right now, Emmett. You know that." He turned his head to Edward and patted his face with the rag.

"I know. It's for you. You look pretty bad man." Emmett stated.

"Well thank you." Carlisle look the cool glass of water. His hand shook the glass as it vibrated. "I almost had a heart attack today but otherwise I'm fine."

"Maybe you should get some rest, Carlisle. I mean we got sleeping beauty here." Alice's voice rang. Jasper was calm now.

"No, no. Doctors never sleep. Especially when a patient , and dearest family member, is in critical condition. But I think Bella should get some rest." Everyone's eyes shifted from Edward to me. Esme eve lifted her head away. Emmett came over to me. His long arms stretched across my body, like a family hug only with one person. I noticed I was still sobbing.

"Hey, is it hot in here or is it just me? It's also cold, EHHHH MAKE UP MY MIND, GOD! HOT OR COLD?!!? Oh and he'll be fine, Bella. Shhh" He cooed. "Lets give your father a call, I'm sure he will be worried." He lead me into the kitchen to the phone. His face was dripping wet while his hair sopped. Emmett unlocked his arms from around my shoulders, keeping one on my arm. I picked it up and dialed the number. It only took about 4 rings, then his eager voice swarmed around my ears.

"Hello?" He answered. Emmett let go of my arm. He slid onto a chair in the dining room and pinched the bridge between his nose. Then he let out a long sigh.

"Dad?" I sobbed, the sound of my voice was easy to figure out.

"Bella! Thank god. I was so worried, no one picked up the phone. I was about to leave when you called. Are you hurt? Is everything ok?" He quickly huffed.

"Dad. Edwards sick." I sobbed. I heard my father's body shift.

"With what?" He asked surprised.

"Carlisle thinks it was a fever. What do I do? Leave him or stay?" I cried.

"Bella. Let me talk to him." Carlisle's voice called. He quickly came into view.

"He wants to talk to you dad."

"Yes Charlie. Edward is extremely dependent on Bella at this point. I think it is better for his health for her to stay. Yes, I believe he will be fine. We have extra beds. Umm, yes. I'm quite alright. I mean, do I really sound that bad?" His shaky voice rang through the room. I saw Rosalie's body shift over to Emmett, now with his head on the table. She kneeled down and lifted his head. Emmett groaned.

"Emmet? Are you ok? Your sweating bullets." Rosalie whispered.

"Not. Feeling well." He sighed. He sat up and looked kind of at Rosalie. His eyes twinkled in the lights. His brown hair reflected light, making his hair appear lighter than it really was. Rosalie put her hand on his forehead.

"Your burning up!" She gasped. "Common, let's get you to bed." She helped him up. Carlisle's low mumbled filled the air.

"I got it." Emmett took a step forward, almost dragging his body. His eyes rolled around as he grabbed onto a chair. Carlisle was staring at the cabinet. I watched stunned at the sight. Emmett's hand let go of the chair. His limp body collapsed to the ground shaking the house. Rosalie kneeled at his side in a hurry.

"Carlisle!" She shouted. Her frantic hand swept his face. Carlisle turned and handed the phone to me, trotting his body over to Emmett and Rosalie.

"Oh my god, Emmett? Emmett, can you hear me?" His shaky voice almost made me scared. He put his hand up to his forehead. I put the phone up to my ear.

"Hello?" Charlie asked.

"dad, I have to go. Love you." I hung up the phone and ran towards Esme and Edward. I turned into the room. "Emmett just collapsed." I yelled. Esme shot up and ran down the hallway.

"What is this?" She sobbed.

"No doubt about it now. Its fever. We are all exposed, it could happen to any of us. We are not to go out of this house nor see others. Clear?" His shaky hands tried to lift Emmett. "Jasper!" He called. Jasper ran in.

"What happened?" He asked stunned.

"I will explain later, for now help me get him into his room." Carlisle and Jasper lifted Emmett into his bed and they did the same thing they did with Edward times two since Emmett was a big man. The night was such a blur. All I remember was everyone, but Carlisle, sleeping and sobbing. Night of worry, night of pain. Night of everything but luck. The night that could change my life for the worst forever…