She grabbed some clothes and quickly entered the bathroom to strip off what she was wearing. The blood on them was too much of a reminder of something that could of been tragic. She turned on the shower making it as hot as she could stand before getting in.

The blood washed away from her skin and puddled into the bottom of the shower before running down the drain. She shut her eyes then to dip her head under and let the water run over the rest of her body.

The door to the bathroom opened and made her jump.

"It's just me." Edward spoke as he shut the door behind him. She opened the glass door to the shower to get a better look. He still had blood all over his face and clothes, but she could no long see the open wound and he didn't seem to be in pain. "Care if I join you?" She shook her head and watched him get undressed.

He got into the shower and pulled her to him even though he was dirty and she was clean. He placed a hand on her cheek and kissed her deeply needing the touch. Her eyes shut and she gripped him tightly as he took her breath away. She could only imagine what it would be like to never feel his lips against hers again. Never feel his touch or hear his voice.

"I'm so glad you're ok." Her voice was loving and she looked up at him.

"You don't have to worry about me." He smiled for her to lighten the mood. Trying to get the days events out of both their heads.

"I love you too much, kind of comes with the package." She smiled as well and kissed him again before moving so he could rinse off. She took the time to gently help wash him. Doing it because he could not reach in certain spots and because she cared.

He took the moment to take in just how much she really did care about him and what she would do for him. It just made him love her even more if that were possible. He could never leave her and never imagine himself alone or with someone else. He pressed her against the wall and kissed her again. Almost desperately just to imprint in his mind that moment was real.