I awoke with the feeling of warmth. It existed inside of my chest, spreading out to my extremities. My heart felt full, I felt refreshed, giddy, better than I had in a long time. I took stock of myself, stretching my legs, and shifting slightly. The warmth beneath my cheek, resting upon Edward's chest, felt delightful, inspiring.

But what was that thumping? Beneath my ear I could feel it: thump, thump, thump, a strangely, yet difficult to place, familiar sound. And then my own heart stopped. Edward?

I sat up quickly, looking down at Edward, resting in all his glory, his beautiful chest, where I had so recently been resting my head. I stared at it, my eyes darting over to take in the sight of his face – and then I saw it – that slow, familiar rise and fall that was so natural to every single human being, clouded with sleep. And then I heard it, the breathy exhale, but it wasn't from me…Edward was breathing…My eyes widened and quickly I again laid my head down upon his chest, listening. My head rose and fell with his chest, but that was not what I was attempting to discover, no. I was listening for that sound, the symphony that only a living heart could make. And lo and behold, there it was – the thump, thump, thump of Edward's long dormant heart.

"EDWARD!" I screeched, jumping out of bed, but not before reaching over and slinging his abandoned shirt over myself. At the sound of my shriek, Edward jerked up, his eyes blinking rapidly and his hands searching.

"What! Bella? Are you alright? What is it?" He looked frantic, and his arms sought me out, beckoning me back to him. All I could do was shake my head.

"Edward – " my voice quivered. "Do you feel different?" I watched him, unconsciously biting my lip. He frowned at me, before giving me a wide smile.

"Of course I feel different – I feel better, better than I have in years, Bella, thanks to you. Gosh you felt amazing last night – I'll never let you go, ever again. Now come here so I can give you a proper good morning," he growled, giving me a playful smirk. I shook my head vehemently, causing him to frown.


"Edward, just hold on a second. Just, close your eyes and think. How do you feel different, please?" I coaxed.

"Sure, Bella, anything for you love," he whispered, closing his eyes, a small smile playing at his lips. "I feel…warm, whole, so…alive…………….I – " He frowned, his brow crinkling and I knew that it was starting to dawn on him. I watched as his hands, came up and rested over his heart. Suddenly his eyes snapped open and he looked at me with such shock and disbelief, his green eyes sparkling with such a newfound clearness that I wondered if he had been fully transformed, an newer being than if he had just been born that very moment.

"Bella," he gasped, his eyes watering and he reached out for me. I came towards him, this time, allowing him to take my hand and bring it to join his on his chest. And we felt it together, the thumping of his newly beating heart. "I – I – I don't know what's happening – How – how can this be? I'm…alive?" He didn't seem to believe his own words, yet, even as we looked at each other, our eyes matching in disbelief, we felt the proof of his words beating against our joined palms.

"I don't understand, Edward, but…but this is a miracle…Last night…something, something changed. We were connected in a way I have never been with anybody else…And you…I know you felt it too…Perhaps we…we…" My voice trailed off and my eyes dropped to look at my small, pale hand, fit so easily cupped in his pale, bigger one upon his chest.

"You are without a doubt," he began and I looked up at him to see tears falling down his cheeks, shocking me into my own fit of tears, "the most amazing, beautiful, gorgeous, loving thing that has ever happened to me and I have no doubt whatsoever that you are the reason for this." He squeezed our hands that rested upon his heart. "You made me alive again, and for that, I will forever belong to you, Bella Swan. You are my life, my reason for existence, and the reason for my heart to beat. It beats for you now. You charmed it back to life, you loved it back to life. You cared so deeply for my heart, my soul, that you brought me back."

We were both full-out crying now, our tears drenching our cheeks and, suddenly, just sitting next each other wasn't enough. Edward pulled me too him, clutching me to his now warm, tingling body and I shivered, trying to get impossibly closer to him. My hands laced into his hair and my face nested into his neck, where I could feel the pulse of his excited blood beneath his skin.

"I don't know how, and I don't care, all I care about is making sure you never, ever have to leave ever again. You're not going anywhere, Bella, and I don't care if this sounds rushed or if I'll spoil this moment, but I beg you, please be my wife, please join me forever," he whispered into my ear, his arms strongly wound around my shaking body.

"Yes, Edward," was all I could manage. I pulled back and looked into his eyes. He stroked my cheeks, wet with tears and I copied the motion. We were both flushed in our joy. It was then that I could see it, directly in his eyes, my future. I saw our life together, stretching on into infinite, with laughter and joy, sometimes sorrow, sometimes sadness, but we would always be together, and for that, I would be forever grateful, that someone up there had given Edward to me. So I looked at him and pronounced my ascent, and spoke the words that my heart would forever beat:

"I'll never leave you."



We Belong –Tom Felton

Heers –Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin

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