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My Idea for Breaking Dawn: The Ultimate War

Summary:
The werewolves refuse to allow Bella to marry Edward and become a vampire. They are willing to do anything--ANYTHING--to stop that from happening. More barriers threaten to keep Bella and Edward from acquiring their ultimate happiness and they must once again fight for what they want--what they NEED.


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19. Chapter 19: Waking Up

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I couldn't tell if I was coming to or if I was coming into another dream. It was still fuzzy and I was very groggy. It took me a second to realize I was definitely awake, but something stopped me from opening my eyes:

"How is she?" Rosalie's voice sounded so distraught and disappointed, like she blamed herself for what happened.

Edward's voice responded, softly; he obviously thought I was still unconscious: "Fine. She's just sleeping."

I felt him reach up and caress my cheek with his fingertips before trailing his fingertips down to underneath my jaw and tracing the skin there. It felt so amazing. His mere touch had the power to penetrate all barriers I have ever had and turn me to total vulnerability.

His other hand was holding mine, which was resting on my stomach.

I felt the bed move as Rosalie joined him on it and she said, her voice sounding very dry, "I'm so sorry, Edward. This is all my fault. I should have made her go with Renee and Alice and Esme. I shouldn't have assumed I could take care of her by myself. She got hurt because of it. Please...forgive me. I know my apologies are always...a little ROUGH..."

I could almost hear Edward chuckle to himself at her use of the exact words he had used earlier to describe her apologies, but Rosalie must have ignored it, because I knew if I could notice it, so could she, and she continued on, "But, I feel so awful that this happened. I feel so responsible. I should never have let this happen to her."

"Rosalie, stop before you hurt yourself!" Edward said, now sounding almost amused, "It's okay. I don't blame you. As protective as I am about Bella and as much as I love her, I have to learn that I can't protect her from everything. Neither can you. I shouldn't expect you to do what I couldn't do myself. And I don't. You did the very best you could. That's all I could really ask for."

"Who are you and what have you done with my brother?" She replied, pretending to sound scared.

Edward chuckled softly and said, "I'm still me....I've just come to accept the fact that I can't stop every little thing that threatens to hurt Bella. I mean, it's Bella."

I fought back the sensation to yell, "HEY," at him for making fun of me, and merely rolled my eyes, even though they were closed, and continued listening.

Rosalie chuckled as well, but then she said, seriously, "That's exactly my point, though. It's BELLA. The term 'love of your life' doesn't even come remotely close to describing her. And I let you down. I told you I could handle anything...I thought I could."

"Well, the odds of one vampire and one human to four werewolves are not exactly the greatest for being in favor of us. It would be ridiculous to expect you to handle all those werewolves and protect Bella without either one of you being unscathed. It's impossible. Especially when they use her blood against you."

There was a silence before Edward said, solemnly, "I admire you. There is no way I could have resisted her blood for that long if I wasn't as accustomed to it as I am now. Not a chance. That's the way it was when I first met her. It was as if I was exposed to her blood for a long period of time and had been denied even the smallest drop of blood for the past century. It was a miracle that I lasted so long without killing her. I wanted to....so much...I wanted it. Not just a taste or drop...I wanted all of it. It was as if I NEEDED all of it and I would die if I didn't get it." He hesitated again before saying, "Then, I fell in love with her...and there was no way I could have it...no matter how much I craved it, I wouldn't allow myself to think of such things anymore. But, I still remember that feeling. It haunts me...every second I spend with her, she is in danger. I may have gained control enough to resist it for now, but if I was exposed as you were, even now...I fear...I wouldn't have the ability to hold back. I would lose control and would probably..." He trailed off, almost as if he was scared to finish his sentence, but then came back in, sounding weak, "It's so strong...I know I could never fight it...It's too strong..."

Rosalie came in firmly, "YOU'RE stronger. Your love for her is stronger. Edward, I have no doubt in my mind that if you were put in the same situation I was in, that you would have no problems at all resisting...You love her too much."

"Exactly..." He said, in an obvious tone, "I have my love as my strongest antidote against it; that was the only reason I didn't lose control, up until I grew accustomed to it and could be around her without wondering what it would be like to have even the smallest amount. How could you last so long? You love her; I know that now. And I don't doubt that anymore; especially not after what happened yesterday...but you don't love her like I do. No one does; no one ever could."

"Because Edward...you're my brother. I love you too and I don't want to see you in such pain ever again. And, if that means me going through that same pain and aggravation you went through, so be it."

"Wow...Bella was right. I was very, very wrong about you. I'm sorry for my doubts in you." Edward sounded deeply moved.

"They weren't wrong. I did hate Bella, we know that. But, now, I can hardly remember how we lived without her. What did we do for that past century again?"

They both chuckled and Edward said, "I don't remember...it was too long ago."

There was another moment of silence before Edward said, "Thank you. For everything. You will never know how much that means to me."

"Eh--just save Emmett's butt when he gets in trouble, himself, and consider us even." She said in a joking manner.

Edward snorted, "He never needs help; he's Emmett. But, I'll keep that in mind."

There was another silent moment before Edward said, "No one blames you."

"I know..." She still sounded uncertain, "I'm just...I blame me."

"Don't." Edward ordered.

"Can't help it. Just...know that I love you. And I love Bella too." Her voice sounded almost like she was pleading.

"I do. And we love you too, Rosalie. Bella, especially. I told her about my doubts and she defended you for everything I accused you of. She would defend you to the ends of the Earth."

"Yeah...I don't know why. I don't deserve it."

"Sure you do. I know that now."

I heard Rosalie breathe a chuckle before saying, "Yeah. Well, I better get going. Alice needs my help setting up for the wedding and then I have to get ready. Oh, and she will scratch your eyes right out if you are still here when she comes in to wake Bella up. 'The groom's not supposed to see the bride before the wedding.'"She quoted irritably before scoffing and chuckling.

"Yeah, I'll go in a second, thanks. See you there then." Edward said.

I felt Rosalie get off the bed and say, "See ya," before shutting the door behind her.

Edward's other hand was suddenly on my other cheek, caressing it, and he sighed, before kissing my ear and whispering, "I better be going, love. I'll see you soon enough. I love you..."

He kissed my lips softly and I felt him get up and heard him scrambling about the room. I couldn't tell what he was doing, but a drawer opened and closed and there was a moment of silence followed by him walking around the room again.

Something felt different. I couldn't tell what it was, but something was definitely different.

Suddenly, his lips were at my forehead and he kissed it before caressing my cheek and whispering, "Six more hours...before you become truly mine....forever. I'll see you then, my love..."

He kissed me again and then I felt him get up and cross the room. He closed the door behind him and I opened my eyes.

I was in awe: he had arranged red rose petals all over the bed and red roses all over the room. There was a note on my pillow and I read it:

"My Bella, today is the day...I cannot wait to marry you. I'll see you at the beginning of our forever. I love you."

I chuckled softly and began playing with the rose petals; giggling hysterically, when the door opened and Alice practically ran in.

"BELLA!!" She threw herself into my arms and said, excitedly, "I am so excited! YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED TODAY! Come, we must get you ready! But, first, are you okay?"

I chuckled, "I'm great, Alice, thank you. Now, let's get this done and over with."

She stood up and furrowed her eyebrows, "That's not like you. Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"

I shrugged, "Why shouldn't I be? I'm marrying Edward today. Isn't that a good thing?"

"Not for you, it isn't."

I smiled and stood up, "Let's just say I've had some sense talked into me. Now, let's go before I change my mind."

Alice's eyes widened at that and she took my hands and said, "OKAY, LET'S GO," before dragging me off to the bathroom to begin the long and grueling process of getting me ready for both the best and worst day of my life.