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Miracle Girl

13-year-old Bella is in California visiting Charlie when Edward's adopted sister, Alice calls. The news leads to a startling train of events that only bring them closer. Some fluff, some angst, some humor... Okay, let's just say that this story is a mixed bag. Teen for angst and romance in future chapters, but I'm going to do my absolute best to keep this PG-13 at the most. AU, AH, sort of OOC, just enough to make the story make sense. Mostly Bella and Edward's point of view, but some others. This is just my second fanfiction, but please be generous and read it!! I have most of it written already, so the more reviews the more chapters!!

I own Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn-- one copy of each. Other than that, I own the plot line and little else. No copyright infringement intended whatsoever.

3. Dream

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Chapter Three: Dream

Edward’s Point of View

Bella sat next to me on the cloud. Wait, what cloud? Where was I? Not in the hospital, that was for sure. Wait… I wasn’t in the hospital, I could breathe, and Bella was with me. All in all, not a bad combination. Maybe I wouldn’t try too hard to leave this place.

Bella’s voice, my own personal choir of angels, whispered in my ear. “Edward, what are you doing here?”

“Sorry, but where is here, exactly?”

“This is a place I come to sometimes when I dream. Sometimes, I just want something so badly that it shows up here.”

“You wanted… me?” I was shocked.

“Of course I did, stupid, of course I did. Why wouldn’t I want to see you, Edward? I mean, not many girls find the love of their lives at 13 and then have them develop lung cancer. Of course I want to see you, Edward, of course I do.”

At this point, there were tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Shh, I’m here, I’m here. Don’t cry, Bella, beautiful, don't cry. Please don’t cry.”

Maybe it was me getting my dream, not Bella. I mean, here I was, holding her, wiping away her tears, telling her everything was okay. Just like I had wanted to.

“You know, Bella, seeing as we are here, and we are together, what’s new? You had better not be worrying over me.”

“Oh, Edward!” Bella sobbed, clinging to my chest.

“Hush, Bella, hush. I’m here, I won’t leave. I’m here, and I love you. Shh. Shh.” I rubbed her back in soothing circles, and let her cry into my shirt, just holding her. I pressed my cheek to the top of her head and hummed a little ditty I had made up one day while thinking of her. Just then, the most astonishing thing happened. Whispering my name once more, Bella tilted her head up and pressed her lips to mine. Our first real kiss. Bella’s mouth moved with mine, and I could taste her tears, as well as feeling the new tears that rolled down her face. I repositioned her on my lap, and pressed my lips hard against hers. I don’t know how long we sat there, dreaming, kissing, holding each other. It could have been seconds, days, minutes. It could have been several lifetimes. All I knew when we finally pulled apart, gasping, was that it hadn’t been long enough.

I looked down at Bella, still sitting on my lap. The change in her was obvious. With that one little kiss, her shoulders straighter, her body relaxed, her overall posture was much calmer. The sparkle was back in her eyes. This was the Bella that I knew and loved. “That’s my Bella,” I murmured in her ear.

“What’s going to happen now? Will I ever see you again? Edward, is there anything you didn’t tell me on the phone? Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

Bella,” I sighed, exasperated. I have found out absolutely nothing since you called. I fell asleep within seconds of hanging up. Where are we, anyways? Is this heaven?” It had to be; I felt so calm and peaceful, sitting next to my angel.

“We’re in California,” Bella said. “see that skyline?” She pointed out into the distance, and I thought I could see the Golden Gate Bridge.

“Well,” I asked, “if I’m here and you’re here, where are we really?”

“I’m asleep in bed at Charlie's, and you’re probably asleep in the hospital, back in Forks.” Her voice broke at the word ‘hospital’, making my heart ache.

“Can I see you?” I asked.

“Sure. Follow me.”

Bella took my hand and slipped gracefully off the cloud. She drifted in midair, then leaned forward and took off. We glided over rooftops, gardens, and busy streets until we stopped at one. Bella lead me through the window (through the window, it was closed) and we emerged in a bedroom. I could see Bella’s sleeping form curled up on the bed. I sat down beside her, and dream-Bella sat next to me. She turned to me, wrapping her arms around my neck, and we snuggled up there beside her sleeping form until the first rays of sunrise began to peek through her window. Bella rolled over in her sleep, and dream-Bella sighed and looked at me sadly.

“I’m going to wake up soon, and then I won’t be able to see you anymore,” she said.

“But I can see you again tonight, right?” I asked. I couldn’t let my Bella go, not yet. “Right?” I asked again.

“I really, really hope so,” dream-Bella murmured; her voice was fading in and out. With one last sigh, she blurred away, and real Bella woke up.

“Edward,” she murmured as she woke, “I love you. See you soon.”

I felt the strangest tugging sensation in my stomach, followed by a beeping noise. Beep, beep, beep.

I opened my eyes and stared around my hospital room; mourning the fact that I was awake, feeling the tightness in my chest, and longing for night, when Bella would be asleep again.