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    The Encounter

    Bella [POV]

    I shifted to sit up after a while of resting there with him and caught his eyes. "Now that I'm out of the hospital when will you be heading back to work?"

    "I guess whenever you feel like you will be ok alone. I wouldn't won't to be stuck at work if you needed me." He pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.

    "I'm a big girl. Been taking care of myself for a while now." I smiled.

    He nodded. "You're right, but I worry."

    "I really do appreciate everything yo-" I was cut off by the power being turned off in my apartment. "Shit." I grumbled and stood up trying to find a light. "They could of at least waited until morning when I could see."

    Edward pulled out his phone and provided us with some light until I could find a better source. "You just want to grab some things and come stay with me for a few days, until we can get all this figured out?"

    I looked over at him. Well what I could see of him through the blinding light he had on me. "That wouldn't be a problem?"

    He took my hand. "Of course not." We found our way to my room so I could pack up a few things. Mainly just clothes and random things I would need in my every day routine. I grabbed my camera and a book I had been making, along with my guitar and a few of Jake's things so I could take them to him in the hospital.

    He helped me get all my stuff in his car and we headed to his house.

    "I'm never going to be able to repay you for this…" I spoke softly as he drove.

    "You really think I am worried about that?" He looked over at me for a short glance then back at the road.

    "I guess not. It just makes me feel bad to have someone take care of me."

    "I'm doing this because I love you, not because I want anything in return. I don't see this as a job or something I'm being forced to do. I want to." He smiled and I gave up, he was right and I would just have to deal with it.

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