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Chapter 15 – Kiss of feeling

EPOV

The air was warm and humid. A thick layer of dew covers the lush grass below my feet and the fog is so thick I can barely see a foot in front of me.

Not the nicest weather, but none of that matters, cause the atmosphere here is surreal, I felt like I'm walking on thin air, my feet are gliding across the grass, an invisible force pulling me towards it.

Like a siren's call, I am drawn to it, it is an almost painful journey as the invisible electric current hums stronger the closer I get.

I see a figure looming ahead of me in the fog, I know immediately it is the source of the intense pull and break out into a gentle gallop anxious to be near it, touch it. As I move forward a huge smile breaks onto my face, it's Isabelle and she's glowing and shimmering… and maybe even floating. Everything is so foggy, in this world, in my mind so I'm not sure but I very well might be hallucinating. It's not like this would be the first time.

"Daddy" Isabelle squeals as she runs forward and leaps into my arms. It's such an amazing feeling, her in my arms.

I can smell her shampoo and inhale the scent greedily, relishing in the smell I had long ago forgot.

I can feel her tiny little heartbeat thumping against my chest as I lift her into my arms, cradling her tightly.

"Oh, Isabelle, I've missed you so much." I sob as tears cascade down my cheeks and land in her luscious bouncy curls.

"I've missed you too, Daddy." She squirms from my grasp and looks into my eyes, her tiny hands grasping either side of my face gently, "I've been watching you, I'm always with you, Daddy. But you have to let me go, so you can live."

My heart tugs in my chest as a painful sob rips through it. "I'm not so sure that's what I want." I whisper guiltily, reminding myself once again that it is my fault she isn't with me. Wanting nothing more than to stay here with her, to hold her, kiss her and tuck her in at night for the rest of time.

"I know, Daddy, I know." And in this moment I felt like our roles have been reversed; that she is the parent comforting me and I am the child grasping desperately at the chance to be held and loved, and to feel whole again.

CPOV

Esme's heart wrenching sobs echoed through the small, green room. My chest constricted painfully as I held her tight staring blankly at my son's motionless form, he looked so peaceful. A small smile splayed on his deathly pale lips. Maybe he's dreaming. He looks so happy.

A stray tear slipped from my watering eyes and pooled by my trembling chin.

I didn't think it would be so hard this time, I had already said goodbye to my son two years ago. Mourned for him and let go. Only to have him shake up my carefully crafted world by ever so magnificently re-entering it a year later. I thought this time I had all the time in the world to spend with him, to watch him learn to live all over again, a second chance at being a father only for the universe to once again so cruelly snatch him away from me. To thrust him back into the dark, isolate world he had so miraculously escaped.

The only difference this time was the doctors weren't giving us any hope, at least last time they told us he could maintain his life hooked up to machines infinitely until he woke, this time they assured us he would never wake, in fact we'd be lucky if he made it through the night.

Esme was crushed, as any mother would be, but she had been so sure he was getting better, almost back to his old self as she had put it. I knew better though. I just couldn't bring myself to burst her happy little hopeful bubble, I had been watching him ardently these past few weeks since we brought him back home. And if I was being honest with myself, I could always see the signs, the faraway look in his eyes, he always seemed like he belonged somewhere else, so out of place. As if he were here in body but his spirit was already somewhere else.

The sharp high pitched scream of Edward's heart monitor jerked me from my thoughts. Esme's whole body trembled violently as she lurched from my arms and sprang towards Edward's bedside, grasping his hand and howling in agony as she burst into a fresh bout of tears.

"No, no, no. Not my boy." She wailed as I snaked my arms around her shaking shoulders and pulled her into my chest. My own eyes giving away my fake calm façade as a floodgate of tears wisped down my cheeks.

"He's in a better place." I whispered as a nurse came barreling through the door, followed closely by the doctor.

I watched numbly as they checked his vitals then begin artificial resuscitation. Even through my blurring vision I did not miss the look they exchanged as the doctor nodded towards the nurse and told her to call the time of death.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, he's gone." I barely heard the Doctor past the three little words repeating over and over in my head, Seven-thirty-three, seven-thirty-three, seven-thirty-three.

The doctor placed his hand on my arms and smiled apologetically as the room door smashes open and a frantic looking Bella barrels into the room, She gasps loudly as she shuffled towards Edward's lifeless body, soft moans now filling the room as she laid her head on his chest, her sobs resounding through the deathly silent room.

I wasn't terribly shocked to find Bella so torn up about Edward's death really; I had always known there was something more there to the two of them than either let on. I just hadn't pushed for information, content that she made him happy in whatever level she was in his life.

I almost feel like I am intruding as I watch her climb up onto the bed and curl into Edward's side, placing his limp arm around her shoulder and placing a soft lingering kiss on his lips before whispering ever so softly, "I'm sorry, so sorry for taking so long to get here." Tears now soaking her distraught face.

EPOV

I'm walking hand in hand with Isabelle through the lush, vast field, she's smiling and so am I. This moment is so perfect I don't want to ever let it go but Isabelle tells me she has something to show me.

Many silent peaceful minutes later we reach the edge of the field, I am now looking down into a valley, a beautiful bright valley. I can see small houses and beautiful flowers, people strolling leisurely through the streets. A single form is walking up the hill towards us; I tighten my hold on Isabelle's hand protectively and stagger back as I make out the forms face. "Grandpa!"

"Yes, Edward, it's me." His smile is so bright it hurts my eyes. I'm now sure I must be dreaming and my head starts to feel fuzzy and light.

I feel a sharp intense tingle on my lips and gasp softly as I place my shaky finger to them.

Isabelle smiles "See I told you so." She sings gleefully, to which my Grandfather just smiles and nods. "I believed you." He chuckles. I watch their exchange in bewilderment.

Isabelle pulls her small soft hand free from mine and turns to face me; I lower myself to my knee and pull her into a warm hug. She smiles at me as a single tear slips down her face.

She waves her arm around her, gesturing to the small valley, "I'll be here with Grandpa waiting for you, when the time is right." Her eyes are gleaming as I begin sobbing; the implications of her words hitting me like a wrecking ball.

"I… I don't want to go back… I want to be here with you." My words come out more as inaudible sobs, but Isabelle appears to have heard me just fine.

"And you will be, Daddy, when it's your time, but it's not right now, Daddy. You have to go back and live." I know what she's saying is true, but I can't bring myself to leave her.

Again my lips begin tingling; I rub them with my cold fingers trying to rid them of the sensation.

"She's waiting, Daddy." Isabelle whispers as she backs away slowly holding my grandfathers hand and smiling, "I love you." The wind whispers at me in Isabelle's voice as she fades away and I am left in the dark blackness.

I curl my quivering body into a tight ball and lay on the dark floor; thousands of tears soaking my face as image after image of Isabelle play out in my tortured mind.

Then as if a bright light had been flicked on, I get it. It all makes sense now, well kind of. "Okay, Isabelle, I'm letting you go now, but I'll never forget." I whisper softly into the nothingness and just like that the dark begins to fade, bright white and pinks and luscious browns blind my eyes.

The lights are now painfully bright and I hear voices floating around me.

A soft voice floats above me, "I'm letting you go now." I'm not sure whose voice it is, but the words the heavenly voice whispers, tear at me painfully.

'Don't leave me!' I cry out in my head, but I can't make the word leave my lips.

I clench my eyes shut tightly, trying to block out the offending painful light.

I hear a barely audible gasp to my right as my whole body starts tingling, something soft, warm and solid is beside me and it feels amazing.

My mind revels in the sensation, I can feel, I can feel something. I wonder what it is and know I have no choice I must open my eyes if I want to know.

A familiar, heavenly scent wafts around me as I inhale sharply, gasping for air, greedily sucking it in.

I roll my head to the side and smile as I look directly into the soft, surprised, glistening eyes of Bella.

"I can feel you!" I exclaimed softly as a huge glorious smile lights up her whole face.

The end!

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