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Summary:
When Edward feels home sick for chicago, he convinces Carlisle to take them on vacation to see his hometown. But what happens when a hunting incident causes the impossible...?


Notes:


3. fleeting

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Bella POV

I sat next to my husband in the infirmary. Although the space was truly an office, the sight of a dying man can change that perspective fast. Every now and then he would wake up, but when he did it felt like he wasn't really there. I wiped the blood that was running down his jaw line. I felt so torn. I wanted to stay here, to be with Edward in case he needed me, to be the dutiful wife who stands by his side no matter what. But that was unfair to my daughter, whom Jacob had stayed with for the last few hours. Thinking of my daughter gave me an idea. I went into her room and grabbed the tiny MP3 player Edward had given her for christmas and put it on a speaker in the office. I scrolled through the songs until I found the one I was looking for. I paused it before I began and whispered,

"Edward, remember our wedding song?" I hit the tiny play button and the music came out softly from the speakers. I held his hand and gave it a small squeeze, in hope. During the middle of the song, he came around. He looked up at me and gave the tiniest smile. Carlisle and Esme came in at that exact moment, smiling lovingly but it was riddled with concern. The rest of the family piled in behind them, sensing that this could be Edward's final minutes. Renesmee and Jacob came in last, Nessie jumped onto my lap, looking sadly at her father. A tiny tear worked it's way out of her eye and trailed down her cheek. Edward wiped it away with a gentle touch of his finger. He whispered,

"Don't cry for me, i'll see you all someday." His eyes moved from Jacob to Rose, then to Emmett, Jasper, Alice, Esme, Carlisle and finally on Renesmee and myself. He looked up with a glazed look in his eye and said,

"I can see god's face."

He looked at me and then down the row, as he said,

"This is my temporary Home
It's not where I belong.
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through.
This was just a stop,on the way to where I'm going.
I'm not afraid because I know... this was
My temporary home."

There was a shaky breath and then there was no sound, no breathing, and the room was deathly silent.