Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns everything.
"Come in," he called in a dull voice.
I opened the door slowly, and took a step in. The curtains were drawn on his windows, and his stereo looked like it hadn't been touched in ages.
I looked at Edward's still form on the bed, and followed his gaze. He was staring at the picture of us that hung above his bed.
That didn't make me feel any better. I wanted to say something…but what? What was there to say?
He made that decision before I could. "Do you want to talk, or are you just going to stand there?"
"I don't know what to say," I told him honestly.
He turned to look at me. "Then why did you come here Bella?"
That took me off guard. I knew he'd heard everything I said to Carlisle, but there was so much more to say to Edward than there was to his father. "To apologize…" I sounded unsure of myself, and I doubted that slipped Edward's notice.
"What are you apologizing for?"
"For everything…last time I came here, I was awful. I behaved terribly, and I'm totally embarrassed of myself. You don't deserve that kind of treatment. I see now that you were only trying to do the right thing. And then I come in here and treat you like dirt when all you did was try to keep me safe. I'm so sorry Edward. I know you probably don't want to forgive me, but -."
He cut me off. "You're wrong. I do deserve that treatment, and I didn't do the right thing. I can easily forgive you because it's nothing compared to what I did to you."
His words surprised me; I didn't know what to say. I looked up at him, and saw that his face was full of pain and sadness.
I couldn't help myself; I felt a need to make things better. I walked towards him and hugged him. "Please, please don't feel bad. You heard what I said to Carlisle, you know that I'm not holding anything against you. I fell awful for causing you this pain."
He withdrew from the hug and held my face in his hands. As I stared at his face, I began sobbing. It was hard to believe that this was happening. I was with Edward again, and he was looking at me like…like he loved me.
He pulled me back into his arms, closer this time. "Bella, I love you. I won't say sorry anymore, even though I am, because I know you'll just tell me to stop. I don't understand how you can think that I ever stopped loving you. That's impossible."
He probably would have kept going, but I stopped him. "I love you, too," I whispered.
We heard Alice squeal, and jump up and down clapping, and we knew she was listening to everything we had said. Laughing, we both yelled "Go away Alice!"
We lay down in each others arms for what felt like eternity, yet not long enough. We whispered to each other about how much we missed each other, how we loved each other, how happy we were to be together again, and other sweet nothings.
Of course, that had to come to an end eventually. He looked at me, and then a smile lit his face. "Let's go hunting!"
I laughed at his enthusiasm. I remembered when I was human and he had been so against me seeing him hunt. Now I was hunting alongside him.
He pulled me downstairs, too quickly to even look at the others, and out into the woods.
Four mountain lions, three deer, and one bear later, we were laying in each others arms again. This time, we were by a nearby lake.
I looked up at him and smiled. "I can't believe all of this is really happening."
"Me either," he agreed. Then he bent down to press his lips to mine.