Last chapter, my darlings! Fear not there is a HEA and I promise an epilogue will follow. Read on, dear friends :)


Chapter 15

I looked absolutely hideous. I had bed head from my failed attempts to sleep on the plane and after going straight to the airport and bypassing my apartment, I had no brush or bobbles to tame it. My blouse and skirt were crinkled to hell, and my feet throbbed within the confines of my patent, heeled booties. Despite my efforts to freshen up, my nose was tinged pink from my mini bouts of crying and my eyes were sore from constantly wiping them with the airline's cheap napkins. But I didn't give the slightest fuck. Because the man I loved was hurt and needed me. I'd have walked through hot coals to get to him and I knew when I arrived there were gonna be a hell of a lot of coals to walk over.

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As the elevator doors slid open, I swallowed deeply and tried to calm my churning stomach before slowly beginning to walk down the corridor. My mouth was dry and my hands shook as I passed the nurse's station to the private rooms at the end of the hallway. Door 556 wasn't unoccupied and a familiar blonde stood staring at her nails. All my anger and misery over the past months bubbled to the surface as I eyed the catalyst to my breaking both Edward and I's hearts.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she snarled, straightening herself up when she spied me standing there dishevelled in front of her.

Trying my best to remain collected, I simply ignored her and side stepped her to get to the door.

"I asked you a question" she sneered, blocking my path.

"Just fuck off Scarlett" I hissed, as the door to room 556 opened.

Sandra's tired face appeared and a brief smile lifted her lips as she quietly closed the door behind her.

"Bella, sweetheart" Sandra welcomed me kindly, wrapping me in a gentle hug then pulled back, "I'm glad you're here, I just wish It was under better circumstances"

"Me too" I whispered, trying to not let my emotions get the best of me.

"You invited her here?" Scarlett cut in, outraged.

"Now is hardly the time, Scarlett" Sandra chastised, her eyebrow raised in challenge.

Pursing her pouting lips, Scarlett nodded and sunk down into the chair acting much more like her shoe size then her actual age.

"How is he?" I questioned quietly, worried about the answer.

"Fucking peachy" Scarlett muttered.

Sandra tutted, giving Scarlett a stern look before steering me away from Edward's room,

"He's not in the best shape but he's still alive" she spoke after a moment.

"Thank God" I murmured relieved, my hand on my chest, "What's the damage?"

"A few fractured ribs, some cuts and bruises, and" she paused, pursed her lips and blew out a breath,

"What?" I quizzed, my stomach dropped, "What is it?"

"The car hit Edward's side and the dashboard trapped his legs. His right leg has a fracture but his left, the bone was shattered and they're worried about how he'll walk with it, if he'll be able to walk with it"

"Oh God" I bit my lip as tears filled my eyes.

Sandra discretely wiped away her tears then noticed my watery eyes.

"Oh sweetheart, he'll make it through anything" she promised, her arms holding onto the top of my arms, "The good thing is he's still alive"

Taking in a ragged breath, I nodded and roughly wiped my own eyes.

"I know" I whispered, my lips shaking as I held in my tears, "Is he awake?"

"Just" she smiled, "He woke up from the operation about an hour ago but he's pretty lucid, still recovering from both the crash and the anaesthesia"

"Does he know I'm here?"

"No" she sighed, "I didn't know what was best"

"It's fine" I offered her a small smile, "Can I see him?"

"Of course, of course" she rubbed my arm, "Although, I have to let you know, I know about you and Edward"

"About me and Edward?" I repeated slowly, worry worming its way into my body.

"Everything. The truth, Bella"

"Oh my God" I cried, covering my mouth with my hand.

"No, no" she panicked, "I don't want to upset but I just couldn't pretend I knew nothing while you were here"

Not knowing what to say, I looked anywhere but Sandra's face.

"I just want you to know, I don't look at you any differently. You're still the girl that stole Edward's heart"

"Can I just see him? Please?" I begged softly.

"Of course, sweetheart" she smiled, ushering me back towards Edward's room.

When we reached door 556 once again, Scarlett was nowhere to be seen and I let out a small breath of relief.

"I'm going to meet Darren but we'll be back in an hour or so" Sandra assured me, "Don't worry about a thing. Everything happens for a reason, darling"

Nodding, I pushed down the dread and fear and opened the door. Keeping my eyes on the floor, I gently closed the door and then braced myself before looking at Edward. But I almost didn't recognize him. The man that laid in that hospital bed was adorned in angry, red scratches and cuts. His left leg was suspended; no doubt to ease the pain, and his right was bandaged yet covered by the blanket. His beautiful face was marred with a bruised cheek, busted lip and days worth of stubble while his hair was matted with dried blood and held back with a thick bloodied bandage. I cupped my mouth to muffle my cries as tears glided down my cheeks. A groan escaped his lips and I hurriedly wiped my wet cheeks as his eyes flickered open,

"S-Sandra?" his rough voiced croaked.

"No"

His head turned on the pillow, his eyes wide,

"B-Bella?"

"Yeah" I cried.

The weight of the whole situation crashed down on me and I sobbed into the back of my hand.

"H-hey" he called out, reaching a bruised hand out to me.

Still crying, I gently grabbed his hand, allowing him to pull me down onto the bed and then onto his chest. Careful of his drip, he slowly wrapped his hands around me, hugging me to him. Fisting his hospital gown in my hands, I cried into the thin material as his hands held me, making me feel safe for the first time in months.

"I-I'm ok" he promised breathlessly.

As my tears slowed, I gently lifted my head and carefully shifted my body, holding my weight off his delicate torso. I looked into Edward's bright eyes through my wet lashes as he shakily raised his right hand to hold my cheek. Cupping his hand and supporting it with both of mine, I pursed my lips as the newest onslaught of tears appeared,

"N-no more t-tears"

"I'm sorry" I whispered, hiccuping as he brushed the tears from my cheeks.

I closed my eyes, embracing the feel of Edward around me, but it just brought on more guilt and made my love for Edward grow. Tears slunk down my crumpled face while I whispered the truth,

"I'm so sorry. I panicked and-"

"Y-you're here" he cut me off, making me look up at him, "T-that's, that's all I n-need to know"

Biting down on my lip, I nodded quickly and looked down at Edward's hand encased between my own. This man meant everything to me. I loved him with every fibre of my being and he needed to know.

"I have to tell you" I breathed, lifting my eyes to his, "I love you, so so much and I will do everything I can to show you"

"Bella? I love y-you too"

I cried softly, for the hundredth time today, as relief encompass my body. Feeling the happiness curse through my veins I leaned down and carefully hugged him, burrowing my face in the curve of his stubbly neck. Pressing soft kisses to the skin there, I thanked whoever or whatever God there was for giving me a second chance to love this man as he should be loved.

Turning our heads, I gave him a shaky smile and brushed the back of my fingers down his bruised cheek,

"I was so worried" I murmured.

"Don't b-be. I'm ok"

I nodded and slid my hand along the side of his neck, examining his face, proving to myself that he was well and alive.

"W-what are you d-doing?" he asked.

"Just looking" I whispered.

Smiling softly at him, I rubbed my thumb along the apple of his bruised and bloodied cheek and then leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to him lips.

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I'd been in Chicago with Edward for two days now but the school were hardly lenient and I had to limited time left with him until I had to catch my flight out tomorrow night.

"He has his scan in a half hour. Do you wanna wake Sleeping Beauty or shall I?"

I looked up from my magazine and grinned as the nurse stood smirking, jotting notes on Edward's chart.

"I will, don't worry" I chuckled as she winked and left his private room – courtesy of Darren and Sandra, of course.

Placing my stuff on the tray table, I stood and smiled gently at Edward's pouting face. I carefully brushed the hair from his brow,

"Edward" I called, "Edward, time to wake up"

"Mmmm" he hummed, scrunching his face up before blinking his eyes open.

I moved forward and helped him to sit back against the pillows.

"Fucking hell" he cursed, tensely once he was sat up.

"You need me to get the nurse?" I asked, worriedly.

"No, I'm fine"

Pursing my lips, I let it slide as I perched on the edge of his bed. Since Edward and I had talked things through, I'd failed to mention Sam's visit and it had been niggling at me.

"You ok?"

"I should be asking you that" I chastised lightly, grabbing his IV free hand between both of mine, "But I do need to talk to you though"

"Alright" Edward replied hesitantly, giving my hand a squeeze.

"Sam … visited me when we weren't together" I started, swirling my fingers in the light hair on his forearm, "And he was very vulnerable so I let him stay for dinner and we talked," I let out a nervous breath.

"You can tell me anything" Edward promised, quietly.

"I know" I nodded, then looked up at his face, "We kissed. Well, Sam kissed me and I resisted at first but. I'm sorry, I just wanted you to know"

"Bella" Edward paused, "I'm glad you've told me, and I can't deny that the thought of you kissing someone else infuriates me, but we weren't together and it didn't go any further?" I shook my head in response, "Then I can't be mad at you for that. So let's just forget it. We're where we want to be now, right?"

Biting my lip, I nodded.

"I love you" I whispered, bringing his hand up to my lips, kissing the skin there.

"I love you too" he whispered back.

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Charlie's POV

Grumpily, I scrunched my face up and tucked it into my pillow, trying to ignore the damned phone. Renee murmured and moaned to my right before rolling over, tugging the quilts with her as she went.

"It's quarter past seven" she groaned, as the phone continued to shrilly ring.

"Who the hell rings someone at quarter past seven on a fucking Sunday morning?" I ranted, sleepily.

"I don't know, answer it and you'll find out" she griped, flopping back onto her pillow.

"You. I'm sleeping" I retorted.

Renee cursed before leaning over, once again, and answering the phone,

"Hello?" she croaked before sitting up dead straight, "Bella?"

My ears perked up at the mention of my daughter's name - she knew better than to ring us early on a weekend unless there was a problem. Rolling over, I looked at Renee's concentrating face,

"What's wrong? Is she alright?" I whispered.

She frowned and waved her hand at me, giving me the universal signal to shut up. Rolling my eyes, I fluffed my pillow and put it up against the headboard and sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"Oh darling" Renee spoke softly, "But he's ok?"

"What's happened?" I whispered again, more urgently as my mind raced with horrid possibilities.

"Shut up, Charlie" Renee hissed before speaking more sweetly to our daughter, "Do you need anything? Want me to come help out?"

"Will you please-" I started annoyed, only to be cut off by Renee.

"Yes, he is. Hold on" Renee smirked, passing the phone to me, "Your daughter"

"Thanks" I retorted sarcastically, taking the phone from her.

Renee covered my hand, shielding it so Bella couldn't hear, as her face softened,

"Be gentle, baby. She's scared that we're mad and gonna be disappointed in her-"

"I'd never be-"

"Shut up" she cut me off with a smile, "I know we wouldn't but you know how anxious she gets"

"You know you're really freaking me out, Ren"

"She's fine and unhurt, just hear her out" Renee smiled cheekily, leaning over and placing her hand on my chest, "I'm gonna make some breakfast, come down when you're finished"

I nodded, smiling at her, and reached out my hand to hold her chin. I rubbed a thumb over the smooth skin there and pulled her lips to mine. Kissing her softly, I felt her smile into our kiss before pulling back,

"Calm" she whispered then winked and got out of bed.

"Hi Bella" I answered, raising the phone to my ear.

"Were you just making out with my mother?" she griped playfully.

"Mind your own damned business" I chuckled, "Now what's wrong?"

She sighed over the line and I felt my chest ache at the thought of my girl upset.

"Well, it's Edward"

"Hmmm" I replied, my hackles raised and my face stern.

"He's been in an accident. So I've been in Chicago this last week, talking to the doctors with him and helping him. And we've talked things out, cleared the air so to speak, and he loves me, and I love him and," she let out a big breath before quietly pleading, "Please don't be mad"

Sighing, I rubbed my face and tried to think rationally and about Bella and her feelings.

"Dad?" she whispered.

"You've sorted things out, you say?" I questioned, thinking about what Renee said.

"Yeah. We love each other"

"Right then" I cleared my throat, "I want a word with him. Make sure he knows that I keep my guns handy"

"Yeah" she sniffed through a laugh, "Thanks dad"

"You don't have to thank me"

"I love you"

"I love you too, baby" I smiled softly into the receiver.

"Edward's leg is pretty bad" Bella spoke after a moment, "The doctors are worried about how he'll walk with it, something about the tendons and the muscle. Do you think Carlisle will have a look at his file?"

"Of course, sweetheart"

"Will you text me his office number so I can give it to Edward's doctor?"

"I'll do it as soon as we're off the phone" I promised.

"Thanks you, I was worried you guys would be mad"

"Your mother said" I told her, "You didn't need to be. No matter what you do, your mom and I will always love you. Now, get back to Edward before we get really soppy, ok?"

"Yeah" she laughed softly, making me smile, "I'll speak to you later"

"Will do" I smiled, "Bye, Bells"

"Bye, dad"

Hanging up, I quickly texted Bella Carlisle's number before I forgot and then went in search of my lovely wife.

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Bella's POV

Six weeks later ...

Barging through the double doors, I hurriedly rushed down the hospital corridor, my heels clacking noisily on the linoleum floor, as I muttered, praying I wasn't too late. Since Edward's initial admission a month and a half ago, things were finally getting back on track. Due to work, I couldn't stay with him but managed to fly out every weekend to see him. The weekends spent together, and the numerous calls and emails in between, had allowed us to reconnect and iron out all the fucking creases.

Today was a good day though. Because today Edward could go home. His fracture had healed, as had all his other abrasions, so the doctors were happy to care for Edward's other leg as an outpatient.

Spying Edward's door, I knocked quickly and opened it to see a nurse fiddling with the newly dormant machines while Edward perched on the bed, adorned in his sweats. His head shot up and a smile lit up his face. Beaming, I dumped my bags on the floor and threw myself at him, hugging him tightly yet still mindful of his sore body.

"Baby" he breathed, his hands splayed across my back.

"Hi" I grinned, pulling back only to be cut off by his lips.

My eyes slid shut and I sunk into the kiss, cradling his face in my hands.

"You need a shave" I muttered, smiling goofily, when we finally parted, rubbing a thumb over his prickly cheek.

"I know" he chuckled, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Mr Cullen's all ready to leave" the nurse informed me, "Signed his discharge papers and talked to the doctor, just waiting for you it seems"

"Definitely worth the wait" Edward murmured, looking up at me smirking, as the nurse quietly left the room.

"Are you on morphine high?" I teased, my eyes narrowed, "Cause that was embarrassingly cheesy"

"You love that I'm cheesy"

"Seems so" I rolled my eyes, as the nurse returned wheelchair in tow.

"Mr Cullen has this chair on loan for the duration of his care and when his therapist thinks the time's appropriate, he'll be given crutches too" she informed me, kindly before speaking to Edward, "Lets get you settled"

Together, we helped Edward sit in the chair and then hang his duffel bag on the back before I wheeled him out his room and down the corridor.

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I dumped the last of Edward's dirty washing in the basket Sandra had left and double checked the accompanying letter she'd left.

"Does she think I don't know what I'm doing?" I asked, eyebrow raised at Edward, where he sat on a mountain of pillows in the middle of his giant bed. In only his boxers, may I add.

"She doesn't" he rolled his eyes, "It was the only way to get her to visit when you've gone home"

Grinning, I nodded and placed the letter down on his chest of drawers.

"Now come lay down with me. We can watch a movie" he called out, opening his arms invitingly.

Eagerly, I crawled onto the bed and very carefully tucked myself into his side, on top of the covers. I laid my head on his shoulder and rested a hand on his smooth stomach as he put a film on the TV.

"I'm so glad you're home" I murmured into his skin, "I was worried they'd keep you in for months"

"Well I'm home so nothing to worry about" he promised, kissing the top of my head, rubbing his hand along my arm, "Can I ask a favour?"

"Sure"

"Take your clothes off"

"What?" I laughed, sitting up and looking at him.

"I'm kinda craving human contact" he admitted, smiling embarrassed, "I just wanna feel you close"

I felt myself melt and my heart turn to mush as his face mimicked the image of a self-conscious child.

"No funny business" I warned, gently.

Crossing my arms, I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up and off me then kneeled on the bed and unbuttoned my slacks, letting them slink to my knees. I schooched onto my ass, and pulled my trousers off and then my socks, chucking them both on the floor before sliding under the covers and back into my place at Edward's side. Feeling Edward's hands glide across my back made me break out in goose bumps. Without speaking, his hands guided me onto my knees and then cupped my face. I smiled at him and he returned it as his right hand pushed my hair back off my face. His hand dropped down to my thigh and lightly tugged it over lap, forcing me to straddle him.

"What did I say about funny business?" I tilted my head, smirking slightly.

"I'm not" he spoke quietly, a faint smirk on his lips, "I just want you as close as possible"

"Ok, baby" I conceded, wrapping my arms around his neck and laying my head under his chin while he hand rubbed soothing circles on my back. The forgotten film continued to play as Edward tucked his head down and placed a wet kiss on my shoulder. One hand slunk up my back and his finger toyed with the strap of my bra on my shoulder.

"Can I take this off too?" he softly questioned.

Understanding his need for comfort and to feel him, I nodded into his neck and kissed his Adam's apple as his nimble fingers unclasped my bra. Pulling it from between us, I pressed our naked chests together, hugging us close. Edward shuddered softly as his hands traced patterns along my skin.

"Bella?" Edward whispered, kissing the skin behind my ear.

"Uh huh?"

"Let me make love to you" he told me, pressing more kisses to my skin.

"Edward" I lifted my head up and cupped his cheek, "No, your doctor-"

"Said no strenuous activity I know but I need you closer and I want to show you how much I love and appreciate you" he whispered into my ear, sensually making my resolve wavier, "If it makes you feel better, you can do all the work"

"Funny" I breathed out a laugh, tilting my head to the side, allowing Edward more room to worship my neck.

"I don't want to hurt you" I confessed, after a moment.

"You won't" he promised, his lips licking and sucking, "You'll only make me better"

Pulling his head to mine, I looked into his eyes, our noses touching.

"You tell me if I hurt you" I gave in, kissing him firmly.

I moaned into his mouth as our tongues wrestled, finally unleashing months of pent up lust and frustration. Griping his hair in my hands, I pulled his head closer and fused our lips tighter as Edward's hands massaged the skin on hips more roughly. I kneeled up, raising myself above him, kissing him more aggressively, hugging his head to me. One of Edward's hands slunk down to my ass, slithering under my panties and began rhythmically squeezing my ass while the other toyed with my nipple. Feeling the wetness gathering in my panties, I began to grind on Edward's hard cock.

"Slow down, babe" he pulled back, his breath jagged and his lips swollen.

"Sorry" I laughed, breathlessly, fingering the hair at his temples.

"You don't have to be sorry" he chuckled, his hand cupping my cheek as a reverent look came to his eyes, "I've missed your face"

"I've missed you. All of you"

He smiled sweetly at me then kissed my lips slowly him. We pulled back and I shed my panties and went to get Edward's but found myself giggling instead.

"Not the best time to laugh at a man"

"I'm not laughing at you, baby" I stroked a hand down his face, "I'm laughing at the fact that you'll have to leave your boxers on"

"I don't care" he grinned, pulling my swollen lips back to his.

Closing my eyes, I let myself get lost in our kiss as his hands unbuttoned his fly and pulled out his stiff cock. I lifted up and he positioned himself, allowing me to just sink down.

"Oh God" I broke our kiss as he filled me completely.

Edward moaned and I began to slowly move.

"Mmmm" I hummed, locking my fingers behind his neck as his lips explored my neck once again, "Is your leg ok?"

"Perfect" he murmured, one hand splayed over my hip and the other hand grasping my ass once again, guiding me.

As springs tightened and emotions built, I knew I wouldn't last. It'd been too long. I ran a hand from the base of his neck and down his toned back, caressing the skin there as Edward's lips simultaneously glided along my jaw, biting and nipping then lapping at the skin there. When he began tonguing the shell of my ear and sucking the lobe, I groaned loudly and felt my stomach tense.

"I love you" I gasped, as things built higher and higher, sweat gathering on our skin.

"I love you too, babe" he panted, his head ducking to pepper kisses on my nipples.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, digging my nails into his skin, "I'm close, Edward. Oh!"

"Come on, baby" he encouraged, swirling his tongue over my flesh, "Ugh, come on. Come for me"

"Yes, Edward" I screwed my eyes shut as my climax hit, my pussy clamping down on him, "Yes!"

I clenched my muscles around him as my orgasm faded and Edward's began.

"Ugh, Bella!" he groaned, his warm cum coating my walls.

"I love you" he whispered, exhausted into my hair

I nodded panting, laying my forehead on his shoulder.

"I don't know what I'd do without you" he continued, "Thank you for being the woman I love"

Smiling tiredly, I lifted up off of him and forced my jelly legs to lay down next to him. He did the same and rolled half on me, leaving his bad leg out the way and entwining his good leg with mine. Edward rested his head on my chest, hugging my torso while I played with his sweaty locks. As we lay there catching our breath, a smile graced my lips and led me to a beautifully restful sleep wrapped in the arms of the man I loved.


Thank you to all that have supported both this story and I - you've meant the world to me. I'm happy to announce that once I've posted the epilogue, I will be reworking this story to be more original throughout and to rid it of any silly mistakes.

Thank you once again and see you in the epilogue AN! :D