A/N: Response to Guest review: I know the grammar and such isn't good. I want to go back and rewrite it when the story is completed. I wrote it a long time ago when I wasn't the best writer, but I feel like I grew as a writer. I'm starting to write the chapters like I would my newer stories. I'm sorry you feel like this is a cliche, but I enjoyed the idea because I imagined what would happen if this was actually how the book went. Anyway, I hope you have a good day. ~JerinAnn
Edward and my head snapped toward the door. We saw Carlisle and Alice there. Carlisle looked appalled, and Alice looked ticked. Alice was the one who spoke.
"Seriously, Edward, how did you expect to keep this from us for long. Or, better yet, how did you expect us to react? Did you think we would be okay with it?"
"It isn't up to you," Edward hissed.
"The hell it isn't!" Alice screamed at him.
"Alice, Edward, if you don't quiet down you'll have to leave," Carlisle told them in a quiet voice. Edward and Alice just continued to glare murderously at each other. Carlisle sighed. "Son," he waited until Edward looked at him to continue, "if you don't change her, I will. I won't lose both a son and a daughter."
Edward's eyes filled with horror and anger. "No! You can't do that. She's healthy. She needs to live a long, happy life."
"Edward," I said softly, trying not to infuriate him further, "I don't want that life. Why can't you understand that. I never wanted that. I always felt out of sync with everyone else, even my mother whom I was closer to than anyone else. I never felt like I belonged anywhere before, that is, until I meet you and your family." I looked at him with pleading eyes. "Don't take that away from me, please."
He looked at me with tortured eyes. He seemed to be considering something before he dropped his gaze. "We'll talk later," he mumbled.
I stared at him, my mouth agape. He's never dropped a subject like that before. I was so shocked that he chuckled. He touched my cheek gently. "We'll talk later," he insisted. "I want you to get some rest so you can get out of here."
I rolled my eyes. "Yes, because I can sleep after everything that's happened."
"A normal person would."
"I've never been normal," I teased.
He cracked a smile. "That's true." He leaned forward and kissed my forehead.
I looked at Carlisle with pleading eyes. "Can't I stay with you all for a little bit? I mean, you're the main doctor here, so if I'm staying with you, isn't that the same as if I were here?"
Carlisle looked thoughtful for a moment. "I guess it would be… but you would have to okay it with your father. And you should probably go to the hospital when I go to work."
I groaned. "Can't I stay at your house? I mean, Edward has like, what, two medical degrees." I grinned as I teased my love.
Carlisle laughed. "I guess that much is true. I'll call your father to see if he's okay with it."
"Just tell him Alice wants a sleepover; he can't deny her anything," I told him dryly. It was kind of annoying that Charlie seemed to adore Alice, but hated Edward. I guess no one could avoid Alice's charm if they gave her the opportunity to unleash it… and maybe Edward's charm only worked on women.
Carlisle smiled at me slightly, before excusing himself because his pager went off. I looked at Alice. "So, am I going to your house?"
Alice closed her eyes in concentration. When she opened them she was beaming. "I'll go to your house and pack you some clothes."
"Just don't take the whole closet with you," I mumbled only half-jokingly. Alice was known for her obsession with clothes. If I let her, she would be using me as her personal barbie.
Alice grumbled as she walked out of the room. I rolled my eyes. She really was one of a kind just like her brother. Speaking of her brother, I looked at him and saw his eyes closed, his head falling back.
"Edward?" I asked. "What's wrong?"
He sighed. "What isn't?"
I remained silent, knowing he wouldn't like my answer. I looked down at my hands as I asked him a question that had been burning on my lips. "What happens now?" I whispered. "I mean, what are we going to do?"
He opened his eyes and smiled slightly. "I guess we try to go back to normal, or as normal as we ever were."
"So I guess that means you will be returning to Forks High?" I teased.
He laughed. "I guess so." He looked at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "And if I remember correctly, we have almost every class together, so we will be seeing a lot of each other, Miss Swan."
I laughed lightly. "I wouldn't have it any other way, Mr. Cullen."
Carlisle came back in shortly after to announce that Charlie was okay with the slumber party, or as okay as he could be with it. Carlisle and I signed my release forms, and I was soon on my way to the Cullen house. I sighed dreamily. Oh, how I missed this house. This would always be my refuge, my real home.
I held hands with Edward the entire way there. I was content to just be with him. I missed him so much, but I couldn't remember clearly how it felt after he left. It wasn't like I was healed, but like there was no wound in the first place. I smiled thinking about how well suited Edward and I were, or would be if Edward got over his repulsion of me as a vampire, his equal.
"Welcome home," Edward whispered in my ear as we pulled up in front of his house.
I smiled at him. "That sounds nice."
"Hmm," he hummed in agreement.
Edward carried me up to his room in his arms. He sat me on his couch and frowned. "I wish I had a bed…" he murmured almost to himself. "It would be more comfortable for you if I had one."
"Don't worry about it, Edward," I sighed. "I'm fine with the couch." I looked around his room. "Actually, your floor wouldn't be half bad either."
He snorted lightly, and Alice bounced into the room. "Don't you even dare think about sleeping on the floor," Alice warned. "I ordered a bed online for you both, and it should be here by noon tomorrow. For now, you will have to make due with Edward's arms."
I smiled. "I'm okay with that."
She laughed. "I figured that much." She handed me a bag with her nose wrinkled. "After you are better, I'm taking you shopping."
I sighed. "It figures that after I heal, you want to kill me."
She just laughed at me. "You make it sound worse than it is." She looked out the window. "I have to go now. Jasper wants to talk to me." She looked back at me. "Why don't you change for bed and try to get some sleep. Edward was right about one thing; you need your rest to get better."
I groaned as I put the bag on my shoulder. The last thing I wanted to do was sleep. I was worried that they would disappear again. But, then again, if I was sleeping in Edward's arms, he couldn't really escape me that easily.
After I was changed, I returned to Edward's room to find a pillow and blanket on his couch that Edward was sitting on. I raised an eyebrow.
He shrugged. "Esme thought it might be more comfortable with these."
I grinned. "Thanks, Esme," I said in a normal voice, knowing she would hear me just as easily as if I shouted it. I shook my head slightly. "I appreciate the blanket, but I'm pretty sure you will be an okay pillow," I teased. "You're not exactly soft, but it's definitely preferable."
He shook his head slowly. "Come here, my absurd lamb." He stretched his arms out in a welcoming to which I walked into. He curled me into his arms and wrapped the blanket around me. "Sleep, my love." I quickly lost consciousness to him humming my favorite lullaby.
A/N: I'm sorry if this chapter skipped around a bit or was a bit random. I wrote this at 10:30 on Monday. I guess I was half asleep. If you're reading this now, I probably went back through when I was actually awake and edited (this is me in the past speaking)... yeah I totally need to sleep. I'll try to write more of this story soon, but I want to finish the epilogue of Switching Covens before I decide to go too deep into this again. I hope you all have a great night. Happy reading.