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Thanks to my beta, Sunray16.

*Heartbroken*

BPOV

As I read his note for the tenth time that day, I felt another tear stream down my cheek. He was going back to London and I couldn't beg him to stay. His mother was sick and she needed him. I couldn't be selfish and tell him to leave her alone. I knew how much they loved each other and his dad must be destroyed right now.

And the thing that hurt me the most yet cheered me up a little was the fact that he loved me. He was in love with me as much as I was in love with him. I knew I was acting stupidly, because two years had passed and he was here somewhere, searching for me. I had his number, but the last time I tried to call him, his phone seemed to be dead.

That was, after all, my last hope. But maybe, after two years, he fell out of love and now he had a beautiful fiancé or he was already married. Pain rippled through my heart and another tear fell on my cheek.

His flight was tomorrow night. He told me he wanted to say goodbye to his students before leaving. I didn't want to go to work. I wanted to stay home and spent the day chatting with him because that was the only thing we could do.

Unfortunately, Monday came and the first thing to do was grab a paper and a pen.

Good morning.

I sighed relieved when he answered.

Good morning, love. I smiled at his nickname for me.

I don't want to go, but I have to. Please promise me you'll be here when I come back.

Of course. My flight is at 8pm and the airport is fairly close so it won't take me long to get there.

That calmed me down a little. At least I could tell him goodbye, although that brought another bout of tears in my eyes. He needs to go, Bella, I kept reminding myself.

Thank you. See you later, Edward. I love you.

And I meant it. I wished I could whisper those three words in his ear while he hugged me tightly to his chest and then our lips could touch tenderly, building up into something more and then... I shook my head vehemently. I was daydreaming and it would only end up causing me more pain.

I love you too, Bella.

And with that, I left for work. Kate was already there, shuffling through some papers while sighing in frustration. I kept my eyes glued to the floor as I grabbed a book and started reading.

I wasn't really into it, my mind concentrating on something else. I kept turning the pages absentmindedly while Kate threw me a confused look. When she walked past me, I startled. I was jumpy, wondering if Edward was keeping his promise.

"Are you ok, Bella? You seem to be distracted." Kate frowned and I shook my head.

"Everything is fine, really. Just tired." I shrugged, but she wasn't fooled. I was thankful that she hadn't asked me further. I wasn't ready for twenty questions.

Someone entered the library, but I didn't look up. I kept my nose buried in the book while I heard Kate attend her or him.

"How may I help you?" she asked.

"Well, my husband and I are wondering if you have books about babies. I'm pregnant, about five months along, we agreed to read about it together because we want to be prepared for when the time comes," a woman said, while her husband chuckled.

"Oh, congratulations." Kate nodded and the woman giggled. I heard a sloppy noise – probably the woman's husband kissing her. "We do have books about babies. Wait right here. I'll be back in five minutes."

I sighed and decided to look up to see the happy couple. My breath caught up in my throat while my palms became sweaty. Impossible. The woman was a blond girl I knew, while the man was the same burly, dark-haired guy from the pictures. Emmett and Rosalie.

They hadn't seen me yet, but their heads snapped in my direction when the book fell out of my hands and onto the floor with a small thud. Of course they recognized me because their eyes were as huge as saucers and I was starting to feel dizzy. I realized I wasn't breathing anymore because I started to see dark spots on their faces.

Rose clasped her hand over her mouth. My reaction probably mirrored hers.

"B-Bella?" Emmett whispered and I turned to him. I seriously wanted to cry.

I shook my head in shock and before I knew it, I was out of my chair and in Emmett's arms. "Oh my God. I can't believe this. You're here. You're finally here," I cried as he chuckled.

I pulled away and looked at Rosalie, who was still frozen. I hugged her too, only more gently after seeing her growing belly and giggled in her ear.

"Bella? You work here?" She asked, surprised, and I nodded against her shoulder.

I took a step backwards and grinned at them widely. Emmett crossed his arms over his chest, seeming very happy, while Rose's expression kind of startled me. She wasn't smiling and her eyes were off.

"Who could have thought? I guess we are very lucky to see you," Emmett smirked.

I bit my lip, still smiling, and then my eyes fell on Rose's belly. "Congratulations on the baby. And I heard you are married. Wow, I'm really happy for you two."

Rose's face softened as her hand rested on her swollen belly and Emmett wrapped his arm around her waist. They really looked like a happy family.

"Thank you." She flashed me a happy smile. "The doctor told me it's a girl. We can barely wait until April when she is born."

"I am sure she's going to be as gorgeous as her mother." Emmett beamed, kissing Rose on the cheek.

But I couldn't stop feeling uneasy. They hadn't mentioned Edward yet and I wondered if he was here too. My heart skipped more than a beat as I considered that possibility.

Kate was coming, so I decided to ask them quickly. "Where's Edward?" I bit my lip anxiously, trying to fight a smile. If he was here, then I would be the happiest woman on Earth.

What they did next surprised me. They exchanged a quick glance and, before they could answer, Kate interrupted them.

"Ok, so I brought you three different books." She gave them to Rose who simply nodded and bought them without even looking at their covers. Something was wrong and I was starting to freak out.

I frowned, confused, at Emmett, but he avoided my eyes. What happened? Where was Edward? Was he ok? My teeth sunk deeper in my bottom lip while Rose gave Kate her credit card.

She turned to me and stared into my eyes. "Can we talk for a minute?" She whispered and I nodded quickly. Emmett sighed and my palms turned sweaty again.

"I'll be back in a second, Kate. If Maggie asks for me, tell her I went for a coffee," I told her and, although she frowned at first, she nodded.

Rose and Emmett left the library and they both linked arms, sharing another glance, while I walked beside them. I wanted to know. And I wanted to know now. It was killing me and they seemed to notice it. What the hell was wrong?

"So? Where's Edward?" I asked again and this time my voice was shaky.

Rose smiled sadly at me and I tried to ignore the huge lump that got stuck in my throat when I swallowed. "Bella, I don't know how to tell you this." She stopped, taking a deep breath. "Remember that Edward had to go to London two years ago?" she asked and I nodded. "Well, um, you know Esme was sick then, but Edward called us a week ago and told us everything was alright and that she is very healthy."

I sighed, relieved. "Thank God."

I thought that was it, but seeing their expressions, I panicked again. "That's not it, is it?" I asked and they both shook their heads. I was starting to feel sick. "Then tell me everything," I demanded.

"He was coming home this week. He had booked his flight to New York and everything, but..." Emmett started and I clenched and unclenched my jaw, waiting for him to finish his sentence. There were butterflies in my stomach and I had a very bad feeling about this. "He didn't make it, Bella," he whispered and my whole world came crashing down around me. He was... no, no, no, no, he was fine, he had to be. He promised. "His plane crashed a couple of days ago. There were no survivors."

I stayed motionless for a couple of minutes. I realized I was crying when I licked my lips and tasted the salt. My silent tears turned into loud sobs in just a few seconds, startling everyone around us, except for Emmett and Rose. I felt my heart break into millions of pieces and I wrapped my arms around my body, trying to keep myself together.

Then I realized how blind I had been.

Edward, you need to go. Come on, you're going to be late. More than you are already.

"...call me in eight hours."

... went missing on transatlantic flight from London, Heathrow to New York.

216 passengers.

The plane crashed in the Atlantic Ocean, killing all onboard.

...departed London heading toward New York.

"...Their families must be destroyed."

I have to go back to London.

"No, no, no. He's ok. He promised he will come back to me. He's alive, there... h-he can't..." I couldn't talk anymore, because my lungs suddenly felt empty. I gasped for air and breathed out "He can't be dead. He can't leave me. He needs to come back."

I felt strong arms wrap around me as my body shook furiously. "Shhh..." Emmett soothed me, but I couldn't control it. I was devastated, destroyed. That's why he hadn't answered when I called him, because he wasn't here anymore.

New violent sobs passed though my body as I realized I could have stopped him. That day, when I first heard his voice, he was in the airport and I didn't say anything. Maybe he wouldn't have gotten on that plane. Maybe he'd alive now. It was my fault, only my fault.

"Shh, it's not your fault, Bella." Rose whispered shakily as she gently brushed my hair. I must have spoken my thoughts out loud, but I didn't care.

"He's... he's fine where he is. He loved you very much, Bella and I'm sure he's not happy to see you cry. You need to move on, to smile and to think of him as a very good memory of yours. He's always going to be in our hearts," Emmett said. I knew he was right, but I couldn't... wouldn't let him go. It hurt too much.

I pulled away from him, almost harshly, but as the idea sunk into my head, I knew what I had to do next. They looked at me confused, but I didn't have time to tell them everything now.

"Tell Kate I took the day off. I need to do something," I croaked out.

As I jumped in my car, I looked at the clock. I needed to be home quickly. I accelerated, driving through town like a maniac. He was home, he had to be home. I still had time, I kept repeating to myself as I sobbed uncontrollably.

I pulled over and got out of the car, running upstairs and fighting with my keys. He had to be home, I thought once again. When the door was finally open, I burst in and started writing at full speed, a few tears falling onto the paper.

Edward, please, promise me you're going to wait for me. Don't take the plane American Airlines Airbus A300-600. Remember this in two years. Please, do it for me. If you truly love me you're going to wait and not rush into things. I beg you, Edward. Don't take that plane.

I started sobbing again and I realized the paper was already soaking wet, but he could still read the words. I sent it to him and waited impatiently.

When the drawer clicked, I jumped up and opened it quickly.

Bella, what's wrong? Are you crying?

Damn it. That didn't matter.

Edward, promise me, please. You're going to avoid that plane when you return to New York.

Ok, ok, I promise. I'm going to avoid it. But why? Bella, what happened? Do you know something?

What was I supposed to tell him this? 'Well, you're dead, Edward.' My heart ached at even thinking those words and new fresh tears wet my face. He still had time until he went back to London and I felt like I was losing him soon.

I saw Rose and Emmett today. They are going to have a daughter.

What? Rose is pregnant? Really? Wow. They would be so shocked to hear this, although I think I'll keep it to myself. Don't want to ruin the surprise for them. But that means... Bella, I have to be there. Did you ask them about me? Where am I?

Edward... You're not in New York. And... you're not in London either.

He was silent for a minute.

Just tell me, Bella.

I sighed, running my hands across my face and swallowing tightly.

You're... gone. Your plane crashed when you were coming back here.

And then he stopped sending me notes. What was he doing? Where was he for God's sake?

An hour later – still nothing. My eyes were drooping and I was exhausted from crying so much. My head turned slightly to the clock and it was almost 10pm. My breath sped up as I realized he wasn't going to send me another note because he'd already left for the airport. Why?

With a heavy heart and fresh tears, I walked in my room. I didn't feel like changing into my pajamas and I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillows. But after what seemed like three minutes, I woke up, screaming.

I couldn't sleep either, because the only thing I saw was Edward's motionless body and pale face. I tried to keep my eyes open all night and I pushed those images in the back of my mind.

I finally fell into a dreamless sleep at five in the morning. My cell phone woke me up and I mumbled groggily.

"Good morning, Bella. How are you, hun?" Alice chirped and I groaned. I was too tired – mentally and physically – to wake up. "Are you still sleeping?" I could sense the frown in her voice.

"I was, why?" I whispered. My voice sounded like I had just woken up from the dead.

"It's almost 2pm, Bella. I thought you were at work. Did you take your day off?" she asked and I scowled.

Oh, that's why. Weirdly enough, I didn't get out of bed or scream about being late. Instead, I rested my head again on the pillow and held the phone pressed up against my ear with my hand. I closed my eyes and waited for the blackness to take me.

"I don't feel like going to work today, Al."

"Are you ok? You sound off – depressed," she said anxiously.

"I don't want to think about it right now. Call you in a few hours, ok?" I asked and with a short bye, I snapped my phone shut.

I wanted to find a black hole and hide inside, to never speak to someone in my life.

But I was once again disturbed – this time by a knock at the door. And the person seemed to be pretty persistent because I wondered why the door was still in place. I could feel the dark circles under my eyes and I felt like shit. I was sure the person would be very pleased to see me – my current state was going to give him or her nightmares.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I sighed frustrated, but as soon as I opened the door and saw the person behind it, the blood froze in my veins and my heart just stopped.