(A/N: First I should start by apologizing for not updating for two days like I had promised. I know it's no excuse, but I had some things I had to deal with. Hope you forgive me and enjoy this extra long chapter! :))
I wake up to hear the beeping of machines around me...again.
"Rachel?" I hear Paul ask.
"Again?" I laugh, well, attempt to anyways.
"Hello Rachel. You seem to remember everything this time around." Carlisle says, the same warm smile plastered on his face.
"Yeah...What happened this time?" I ask, chancing a glance at Paul who was looking down at his hands.
"Well it seems that the legends helped trigger your memory, but you remembered everything at once rather than bits and peices. That's a lot for your body to handle." Carlisle told me, scribbling something down on his chart.
"So you're saying my body went into shock and just...just like shut down or something?" I ask.
"Yes. You slipped into another coma as well, but it only lasted a couple hours." He informed, checking my vitals.
"So what now? Am I safe to go home?"
"I think so, but only if you're sure." Carlisle smiles.
"Definately. Not that I don't like you or anything Carlisle, but this whole coma amnesia thing isn't really working out for me." I laugh, Carlisle and even Paul chiming in.
"Alright, I'll go get you checked out and then you're free to go. Oh, and I hope to see you both tonight Paul." Carlisle says.
"Sure thing." Paul replies.
I turn to Paul curiously after we thank Dr. Cullen. "Tonight? What's tonight?"
"Just a little get together." He shrugs.
"Why are you so quiet?" I ask, trying to keep accusation out of my voice.
"I just...this is all my fault. It's my job to protect you and I failed." Paul says, a lone tear rolling down his cheek. I wipe it away and leave my hand on his face.
"It's not. I shouldn't have chased after you. I should've let you cool off." I tell him, tipping his chin up so he would look at me.
He doesn't say anything, so I continue talking. "Look, Paul, you basically have to do what I say and I say it's not your fault. Oh, and I want you to stop mopping, it's not a good look for you." I tease.
He laughs. "There's my Rachel."
"And there's my Paul." I wink.
"So what is a good look for me?" He says, returning my wink.
"I don't know, maybe we can find out tonight?" I say, biting my lip unsurely.
Despite popular belief, Paul and I had yet to reached that "step" in our relationship.
"Babe! You can't say things like that to me! At least not at a hospital...On second thought maybe you can, in case I have a heart attack." Paul hisses, meanwhile I'm cackling with laughter.
"Whatever, can we just get out of here, please?" I plead, still laughing a little.
"Yes. Let me just go ask Carlisle something and then we can go." He smiles down at me and then gives me a kiss before leaving.
I creep out of the uncomfortable hospital bed and follow Paul. I mean, did he seriously think I would actually stay in bed.
I sneak close enough by to hear without them realizing I'm there.
"So, would it be alright if I proposed tonight at the party?" Paul asks showing Carlisle a very expensive, very beautiful ring. He's...he's going to propose?
I can't tell whether I'm excited or not. What if he's just doing this to appease me? I brush off the negative thoughts and proceed to listen.
"I wouldn't expect anything less. That is quite the ring Paul." Carlisle smiles.
"Yeah, I've been saving up for it for a while." He replies, smiling down proudly at the ring.
"So why did you let her think you didn't want to get married?" Carlisle asks curiously. My ears perk up in interest.
"I didn't have all the money yet, and I didn't want to propose with no ring." Paul tells him.
"You could've asked Esme or I. We would've been happy to loan you some." Carlisle says, his trademark fatherly smile lighting up his face.
"Thanks, but I really wanted to do it on my own, you know? Rachel deserves the world, and I'm going to do my best to give her it. I just wish she didn't have to get hurt in the process." He winces, but my heart soars with this new knowledge. He wanted to marry me...this whole time.
"It's alright Paul. She doesn't blame you."
"I know...I still can't believe she actually thought I didn't want to marry her though! I mean, being her boyfriend doesn't guarentee anything, there's still that chance that someone could just come along and wisk her away. With marriage, I won't have to worry about that." Paul says, I almost give myself away with my laughter.
"And, it'll make my quest of giving her the world that much easier." He finishes proudly. My heart warms; he really was meant for me.
"Alright, well I will be anxiously waiting for you two tonight. You better get back before she gets suspicious and comes to find you." Carlisle warns, still with a smile on his face.
Carlisle viewed everyone as his family, and this was a proud moment for him. He was like Paul's father, in place of the one who had left him when he was three. It made me glad that he would always have that fatherly figure in his life.
I get caught up in nostalgia that I almost don't see Paul heading my way, still oblivious to my presence. I sprint back to my room and jump in bed, just in time for Paul to come into the room.
He rushes over to me. "Baby, you ok? You're heart rate is extremely high!"
I pull him down to me and crush his lips to mine in a fiery kiss. As soon as we pull away he looks dumbstruck.
"Alright, let's go." I smile.
"Rachel! You're lucky we're at the hospital...I almost had that heart attack." Paul warns, meanwhile I'm laughing once more.
(I really hope you liked this chapter...I don't know what I think, but please R&R! Thanks!) -Taylor :)