Cullen’s’ dining room table. And I was sitting at the end of it, just where I’d left.
I leapt from the seat before the idea had fully registered and went running into the living room.
“Edward!” I cried. “Edward!”
Before I could begin to fear that they’d gone away in my absence, he was there before me,
disheveled and tense and beautiful. I threw myself into his arms even as he scooped me up,clutching me to his chest where I was happy to stay.
“Oh, Edward! Edward, I was so scared; I didn’t know what I should do, what you would want…” Ibabbled, once again reduced to tears as I buried my head in his shoulder. He didn’t seem to hearmuch of anything, only continued to murmur again and again, “Thank God, thank God…”
Within seconds, the room was full with the Cullen family. I heard them all, their cries of relief,their touches to my arms in greeting
they might have hugged me, had Edward shown any intention of letting me go. For now, I was too caught up to pay them much attention.
“Let’s give them some time, shall we?” I heard Carlisle’s voice say over the chatter, quieting the
room instantly. Edward took that as his cue to move us up the stairs, up to the bedroom that hadfor a long time been as much mine as his.
“You came back,” he sighed into my hair as he pushed the door open and kicked it shut behindhim. “You came back to me…”
“I was so afraid I wouldn’t be able to,” I
sniffled; content to be held for as long as he refused to put
me down. “I didn’t know how…”
“How did you get back?” he asked as he finally set me down on the edge of the bed. He didn’t gofar, lingering at my side. “I couldn’t see that part.”
“I made another wish,” I said, unable to take my eyes off his face. “I guess that was what did it…or
haps I was simply done there and the wish I made triggered something…I don’t know. Onemoment I was there, and the next, I was back in the dining room. …What do you mean, youcouldn’t see that part?”
He didn’t seem capable of not touching me now as his fin
gers trailed over my face, my neck.
“Every moment you were in my past, new memories formed –
not replacing the originals, but
creating a new layer. I saw everything up to the point that I caught the flu…then everything went dark.”
My breath caught in my th
roat. “You know everything that happened, then.”
“Yes,” he nodded slowly. I waited for more, but he didn’t offer anything, and his eyes gave away
“How…how do you feel about all of it?” I asked him, uncertain. It
like he still wanted me,loved me, but I was afraid to take anything for granted.