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Almost a week after the almost burnt down kitchen, I had an unexpected visit at work. I was just about to leave when I saw her in the lobby.
"Hi, Bella!" Sylvia shouted and came to hug me.
"Uh, hi." I was surprised to find her there.
"You weren't answering your phone," she explained. "So I dropped by. I don't know if you have anything planned for today, but I was wondering if I could just drop by and say 'Happy birthday' then I'll be out of your hair."
At first I frowned, not really understating her then I felt like suffocating. "Is it twentieth?" I choked out.
"Yes," she said slowly, walking beside me out of the building.
"Holy shit! I'm such a horrible person!" I shouted. "I completely forgot."
"It's okay. We can go and find something open. I think," she told me soothingly. "You are busy with your work."
"That's not an excuse! Edward must hate me. I mean I was in such a hurry this morning…I don't think I even kissed him," I mumbled. "And my phone's battery died and I had no charger."
"Bella, calm down." Sylvia stopped, turning me to her. "Stop this. I'm sure he understands. It could happen to anyone."
I looked down, not ready to face her huge blue eyes that swirled with compassion.
After a trip to the mall, I found a nice shirt for Edward. It wasn't enough, I knew that. He deserved so much more than a rushed gift, but I had been so caught up in my work that I let the time slip away. Thank God for Sylvia. On the way home, I thanked her constantly until she promised to bitch-slap me if I said it again. That broke the tension somewhat.
When I pressed the door handle, it didn't budge. As if he had locked it from the inside, he was the only one to open it. Fear gripped me that he was so upset to lock me out. But he usually put the safe lock on the door, though I wasn't thinking rationally in that moment.
I knocked and within the minute, Edward answered the door. I don't know what I wanted to tell him, but all words were caught in my throat when I saw him.
He greeted us all wet, a towel around his hips and eyes full of tears. Fuck. Was it my fault?
Sylvia shot me a worried look before looked shocked at him.
"Edward," I whispered. "I…"
"I have to go," he said seriously, turning around.
"What?" I shouted, my voice trembling horribly. I changed a look with Sylvia before ran after him. "Hold on. Look, I'm so sorry, but it slipped my mind."
"Yeah, you should keep the charger with you. And when I called your office, they told me you had already left," he said.
"Charger?" I asked shocked, following him in our bedroom.
On the bed was his duffle bag with stuff thrown in and around it.
"Where…Why…?" I chocked up. "I'm really sorry, I'm here. Don't go."
"She's so little," he mumbled.
I blanched and realized he wasn't upset because of me. "Who's little?"
He shot me a wounded look. "You don't know? Oh, fuck! Bella…oh, Jazz called me earlier that…" He gulped.
I became dizzy and fell on the bed. "Alice?" I gasped, black spots appearing before my eyes.
He sniffed. "She didn't know and…Emmett came home earlier and….he found her…"
"What happened to Alice?" I asked scared.
"She's in the hospital. She had a miscarriage," Edward mumbled, running the heel of his palm under his eyes.
"Oh, God!" We turned to see Sylvia in the doorway, looking freaked out. "I shouldn't have listened, but…I just heard…"
"Bella, I bought two tickets. I hope I packed everything. The next flight to Seattle is in three hours, but I want to get to the airport now."
"Of course," I agreed, wiping the tears from my eyes and only after realizing I had mascara. "Let me clean up a little."
He nodded and I rushed to the bathroom. When I returned to the bedroom, the duffle bag had disappeared. I had my own small bag with my bathroom stuff to add so I went to search for it. I found it by the front door and I quickly tucked the toiletries in it.
"Ready?" Edward asked from behind me on a hoarse voice. His eyes were red rimmed.
"Yes."
"Do you want me to drive you two?" Sylvia suggested. I wanted to say it was a bad idea since Edward hated for someone else to drive his car, but he nodded surprising me.
The drive to the airport was extremely quiet. I sat in the backseat while Edward sat shotgun and kept warning Sylvia about her driving. If it would have been me, I would have snapped back…but maybe not under the cloud of this awful situation.
When we arrived at the airport, Edward insisted Sylvia get the car and even attempted to joke that she had to pick us up when we returned. With a final goodbye, Edward slung his duffle bag over his head, grabbed my hand and walked to the ticket area. As he was talking, more like arguing with the lady behind the counter, his phone started ringing.
"Here." Edward thrust the small phone in my unsuspecting hands. Luckily, I caught it.
Pressing the green button, I answered quickly seeing it was Esme. "Hello?"
"Bella, honey, is Edward around?"
"Yeah, but he can't really talk now," I explained.
"We have some…not very good news …" she whispered and I could tell she was crying.
"Oh, we know. Jazz called Edward. We're at the airport."
"Oh, really? You're coming?"
"Of course we are. How is Alice?" I asked as tears started slipping from my eyes.
"She's okay now. Sleeping, I have no idea how she'd react when she wakes up. They didn't know," she told me. "Oh, dear God."
"We're coming. Tell her I'll be there," I said as courageously as I could.
"I will. Have a safe flight."
We hung up and I realized Edward was still trying to convince that woman that he had booked tickets.
"Listen lady, I have to get to Seattle tonight!" he snapped. "So you better get me the tickets I booked before I get your boss!"
People started looking at us. Then people started pointing. And when I saw a security guard coming our way, I tugged on Edward's elbow.
"What Bella?" he groaned. I jerked my chin behind him and when he saw the guard, he fisted his hands. With a sigh, he turned back to me. "I'm not staying here and doing nothing! I want to be there with Alice."
"Sir, is there a problem?" The security guard reached us.
"Yes, actually there is," Edward said authoritatively, facing the guard. "You see, I booked two tickets to Seattle, about an hour ago and she is so incompetent that she doesn't even check the fucking system to see it! She keeps telling me that there are no free seats. I fucking know that! I have two of them!"
I was surprised that he never once raised his voice, but talked calmly, though cursing.
The security person looked between Edward and the lady behind the counter then back. "You're Edward Cullen?"
Edward blanched then a devious smirk appeared on his face. Of course, people would recognize him. "Yes." He grinned. "Can I have my seats now?"
The guard leaned over the desk and whispered furiously to the woman, gesticulating toward us before finally facing us again. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience, Mr. Cullen, your tickets are right here." He glared at the woman behind the counter as she, flustered handed Edward the tickets.
"Thank you so much," Edward told him.
"This way," the man said, leading us to the gate. "The plane is departing in one hour and a half."
"Yes, I know," Edward answered, squeezing my hand as he marched after the guard.
When we reached our gate, the guard turned to us and with a somewhat sheepish look asked for an autograph. They didn't have a piece of paper, but I ripped a page of my small agenda, offering it to Edward. Saying goodbye to the guard, we sat on the plastic chairs.
"Who was on the phone?" he asked, wrapping an arm around me.
"Your mom. I told her we are on the way."
"Good."
"What happened? When did Jasper call you?" I finally asked, seeing he had calmed down a little.
He shot me look I couldn't read. "The whole day people called, you know, it's my birthday."
"I know and I thought you were upset because I forgot," I admitted, biting my lip.
"So I've been right. You forgot."
"Sorry. I got you something before coming home," I told him, rubbing his arm. "Happy birthday," I added, leaning in to him to kiss his cheek.
Edward turned his head and my kiss landed on the corner of his mouth. "Yeah, happy," he grumbled. "When Jasper called I answered more amused, telling that he had already called. Fuck, Bella. I talked with Alice early this morning. She was fine." He moaned, fisting his hands in his hair. "Then he told me what happened and it took me a whole minute to process it."
"I didn't want to believe what you told me," I admitted. "I hope we get there by the time she wakes up. I want to be with her."
The plane ride passed quickly and before I knew it, we were at Seattle General Hospital. There were bad memories with this hospital and as if sensing my discomfort, Edward brought me to his side as he walked toward the elevator. We didn't make it that far because the security guard asked what our problem was.
Edward groaned. "Cullen. What room?" he asked, stirring me to the desk.
The woman checked then shook her head.
"Come on, this is the hospital. Check better," he pleaded, too tired to even argue with her.
"I'm really sorry, sir, but there's no Cullen. Is she relative with Doctor Cullen?"
"Yes, and I'm his son," Edward grumbled.
"Whitlock," I blurted out. "Try that."
The woman gave me a look before she searched and turned with a smile to us, giving us the number of Alice's room.
"Hmm, that was pretty smart, Swan," Edward mumbled as we stepped into the elevator.
"You know why we're allowed in at this hour, right? You are a doctor's son. Otherwise we wouldn't be here," I said seriously.
"Ah, the advantages." He smirked, bringing me to his side and kissing me softly.
In front of Alice's room wasn't anyone so we tried the door. There was someone sleeping on the couch and Alice on the bed. They must have gone home.
The person on the couch got up and I realized it was Jasper. A very rumpled Jasper.
"Hey, guys," he mumbled, yawning.
"Jazz," Edward greeted him before going to sit next to Alice.
My eyes watered when I saw him next to her, rubbing her small hand and whispering things to her. A big arm wrapped around me and I leaned into Jasper.
"How are you?" I whispered.
"It hasn't sunk in. We didn't even know…and now…" He cleared his throat. "I don't know, Bella."
"Did she wake up?"
"Once, but she was so out of it that Esme didn't say anything."
We sat on the couch while Edward refused to leave her side. Some time later, my head fell on Jasper's shoulder and I let the sleep take me.
I woke up to soft voices whispering and something heavy on top of me. Cracking an eye open, I saw the top of Edward's messy bronze hair on my chest. When had he moved?
Turning my head to the bed, I saw Alice and Jasper whispering to each other while holding hands. Alice's face was red and she looked like she had cried.
I tried to move but Edward's arms tightened around me. A small giggle came from the other side of the room and I saw Alice looking at us with a light smile on her face.
Smile? I frowned. How could she smile? Maybe it hadn't sunk in yet. Just like with Jasper.
"Help," I mouthed.
Jasper came to the couch and with a little help, I rolled off it…onto the floor making Alice burst in laughter. Yeah, good to know some things never change.
"You okay?" I whispered, sitting beside her.
"Oh, Bella. I missed you so much."
I leaned into her arms to hug her. "So?"
"Oh, you wouldn't believe what happened. It's not what Emmett thought."
"Sorry?" I frowned raising an eyebrow. She had lost me.
"Emmett thought she had a miscarriage when he found her bleeding…" Jasper whispered, joining us. "But the doctor just arrived and after all the analyses were done…it turns out that she has a cold and the bleeding was because of an infection at the kidney."
"Oh, God. Are you okay? Does that mean you have some kind of…"
"Bella, I'm fine. Just a cold. A bad case of cold, but a cold," Alice explained. "The doctor that saw me yesterday…that I have no memory of it, thought Emmett was right because honestly, what would you think? But the tests took some time and this morning they informed me of everything."
"Yes, just as I had finished telling her about the supposed miscarriage, the doctor came inside and told her something else." Jasper laughed.
The sound woke Edward up, who shot out of the couch when he realized where he was. Alice explained everything to him and it was then when we finally breathed in relief.
The next few hours were filled with the family coming to visit only to find out that nothing was actually wrong.
"Only you'd get sick in the summer," Emmett accused her. "You scared the living shit out of me."
"Sorry, Em. Really, I am," Alice murmured, hugging him.
After lunch, we were sitting around Alice's room, waiting for Carlisle to sign off the papers for her release.
"So we flew here for nothing? I had to fight with the security guard at the airport!" Edward moaned.
"Don't be dramatic!" I warned him.
"Besides, you ruined my birthday."
"Oh, right! That calls for celebrations," Emmett declared. "Baby sister is okay and baby brother is pissed. Hey, that has a rhythm."
"Oh, yes, you better have something for me."
"A one-way ticket to Chicago," Rosalie said softly. "Preferably with a restriction order so we wouldn't have to see you again." She had been the most quiet, but then again she was busy with the small man in her arms. I couldn't take my eyes off them. They were a sight for the sore eye, especially when Emmett leaned over them every now and then to check on little Richard.
"Why don't you take a fucking one-way ticket to Hell?" Edward retorted.
"Hey, bro, watch out! You're talking to my wife."
"You know I hate to repeat myself," Edward mumbled. "But I'm sincerely fucking sorry, man."
Esme, being the closest to Edward, slapped him upside the head making him shout in surprise. "That's for insulting family members and cursing so much," she said sternly.
Edward watched her with wide green eyes. I had a feeling it was the first time she had slapped him, but he really deserved that sometimes. I hated as much as him when someone hurt him, but that was an inoffensive slap and he should have been used with it considering I did it on a daily basis.
"You're going to leave me bald at the nape of my neck," he muttered. "What is it with you people slapping me upside the head?"
I burst in laughter as Esme tried to hide her smile while hugging him and kissing his head.
"Sure, sure. Kick me then apologize."
"I really wish you'd stop cursing," Esme said softly, stroking his hair.
"I'll try," Edward conceded just as Carlisle reappeared inside the room announcing Alice she was free to go home.
We went to their flat and saw it for the first time. I had no idea how they could live together, but the place was really nice. Emmett excused himself, going downstairs to the store and taking Edward with him for good measure.
"I'm not going to be your mascot!" It was the last thing I heard before the door closed behind them.
"It's good to have you back. Not a quiet moment," Alice said, sitting on the couch. After a long sigh, she cocked her head to the side. "Do you think Mom is making dinner at her place?"
"I think she's out buying Edward something," Jasper told her. "Do you want anything? Water? Juice? Snack?"
We ordered pizza for good measure and were just sorting through the boxes when Edward and Emmett returned. They were laughing and talking about something too loud.
"Emmett, could you keep your voice down? Ricky just fell asleep," Rosalie hissed.
It had been a complicated process to put him to sleep. I wasn't ready for that. Not in a million years.
Emmett nodded seriously, bringing Edward to the kitchen table with his arm around his neck. "I was telling my little bro here about the time you wanted to have sex after Rick's birth."
"Oh, God!" Rosalie turned red. "I'm going to blacken your other eye too!"
"What happened?" I asked curiously. It sounded really interesting.
"What didn't happen?" Jasper muttered. "I had been out with Alice and when we arrived inside…they were shouting at each other. Lucky the kid is used to their shouting. The funny part was…what Emmett was saying."
"What? It's true!" Emmett demanded.
Rose cleared her throat, her cheeks still red. "It's been a month or something like that and I really missed us. I had even talked with Alice that when they came home…to take Rick to their room. I was sure Emmett would say yes, like always. I was wrong."
"Babe, your doctor is at fault! She told me you'll have a loose vagina. It freaked me out."
"Emmett!" Rose screeched as I burst in laughter. Everyone followed suit, while Rose glared at us. "Stop laughing, guys! I can't wait until one of you is pregnant…and gives birth naturally…and then she wants some!"
Alice gasped for air, bending over. "Go on, tell them what you did," she said between snorts of laughter.
"She punched me. I had a black eye for a week," Emmett mumbled.
"What did you tell people?" Edward asked, fighting a smile.
"I tried to say that I got in a fight, but she threatened to cut my dick off if I lied so I went with the truth. The sad part is that I had already let Bob believe what he wanted the next day. He thought Rick had kicked me with his foot. When Rose found out…let's say that I slept on the couch."
"And if Rick wouldn't have been so little, I would have gone home for a week," Rose added, glaring at her husband.
"How about we eat? I'm hungry," Jasper stirred the conversation from turning into a fight.
"And you say we fight!" I snorted, slapping the back of my hand to Edward.
He yelped, grabbing his arm. Oops. I tended to forget that my left hand had the ring.
"Well, our fight was with good reason," Rose told us. "Honestly, how could you tell me I have a loose vagina? Really, Emmett."
"That's what your doc told me."
"Right after I gave birth probably. Not a month after."
"Can we just eat, before I lose my appetite?" Edward moaned.
We dropped the gross subject and grabbed a slice of pizza. Emmett took some beer out of the fridge and after telling Edward happy birthday, we dug in. It hadn't been much of a birthday, but at least we were close to our friends.
Esme and Carlisle joined us an hour later and after talking late into the night with everyone, we took the couch as our bed.
In the morning, after a shower and a quick breakfast, we said goodbye to everyone since we had to get home. The next day was Monday and we had to work – well, I had.
The previous night, Esme had insisted on keeping Edward around so he'd see better how the preparations for the wedding were going, but I told him he should come home with me. I wasn't sure if I could live without him for a day, but a week!
Unfortunately, on the way to the airport, Esme did convince him to go with her to Port Angeles. He looked torn and in the end, he agreed with her. He was such a control freak, wanting to see how everything was going.
"Call me tonight," I mumbled, pathetically letting the tears fall as I clutched to my ticket.
"I will. Promise." He kissed my forehead. "It won't be any easier for me, either."
"Oh, you'll be with your parents. I'll be alone." That was a low blow, but it was true.
"You can tell Sylvia to spend the night with you," he suggested, rubbing his toe to the ground.
I giggled, wounding my arms around his waist. "Do we have to tape the night and send it to you?"
"Don't tease me, Bella." He leaned down to kiss me, hugging me tightly. "I'm going to miss you."
"Yeah, me too. Don't make any big change without calling me. I want to know too," I reminded him. I was just as bad as him with the control, apparently.
"Of course." He went for another kiss just as my flight was announced. "Come with me. Fuck work."
"Edward," I mumbled. "I can't. I love you." I pecked his lips again before grabbing the duffle bag he had lent me. His clothes were in a backpack he had borrowed from Emmett.
"Love you too," he whispered. "Miss you already."
"Don't make me cry," I told him, biting my lip.
"Go."
I shuffled to the gate and gave my ticket. As I passed the gate, I glanced back and saw him grinning at me but his eyes were bright and full of water. Damn you, Edward.
"Bye," I told him, waving.
"Good bye, love."
With my chin tucked in my chest, I shuffled through the tunnel.
How did this happen?
I was supposed to leave with him, not alone!
I envisioned myself running back, but I battered the thought away. That would be so sad.
I found my seat and fell on it, taking my phone out to switch it off. That's when I saw a new message. I didn't have to be a genius to know who it was from.
Miss you. Love you. Edward
I sighed, replying with the same words before turning the phone off. I closed my eyes and tried to think of something else beside of how alone I'd be for a week.
I'm sorry for scaring any of you with the Alice thing. She's okay. Don't worry.
Please, stop worrying about something happening! Edward isn't going to cheat! Sylvia isn't going between them. And there won't be babies until...later.
A little pimping. Paauuu Cullen Swan started translating this in Spanish. Link is on my profile.
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