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Summary

1st Place Winner of the Beautiful Edward Challenge. A young woman, scarred

inside and out. A guilty man looking for forgiveness. Will they recognize their

redemption in each other? Beauty is not just skin-deep. AH, Bella and Edward,

Romance

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In Braille

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, though any original storylines are mine.

A/N: Thank You to LightStarDusting for her Beta work on this winning entry

into the Beautiful Edward Contest .

Edward Masen's footsteps fall softly on the linoleum alongside the scratchy

whispers of his dog's paws. Balt is relaxed beside his leg, matching Edward's loping

pace easily. He's been here many times and knows what's expected of him. He

knows the way, and follows the corridors of the hospital like well-sniffed paths of the

park near their Seattle home.

Edward is not oblivious to the looks they collect along the way. Some are curious

about a man and a dog walking the halls of the hospital with such easy grace, like

they belong there. Some are complacent, having seen them many times before as

they make their way to the elevators. Some, like the nurses, shoot adoring glances

at the man and his dog, quietly awed and grateful for the unofficial duty they

perform on the Children's Ward. Well that, and he's easy on the eyes. Edward Masen

is a looker.

Balt might feel at ease here in the hospital, he might even look forward to their

destination knowing about the attention that's about to be lavished upon him; to

Edward, however, walking the halls here feels a little like finding oneself in an

episode of The Twilight Zone. All these doors look so innocent, and yet behind each

one is a special kind of tragedy. Each one houses personalized horror for the patient

within. He keeps his eyes trained ahead, knowing that should he look sideways, he

might unwittingly lock eyes with just such a tragedy, one much worse than his own.

Balt's furry head perks up as they make their way toward the elevators; he can

smell the cafeteria they're about to pass. His black nose twitches as it always does,

and he quizzically looks up at his master. Edward smirks down at him and winks. Of

course they'll go in, just as they always do. Edward needs this little reprieve before

heading up to the Children's Ward. It's a little ritual that he and Balt have perfected

over the past few months.

The smells become more pronounced as they walk into the cafeteria and Balt's

nose twitches and sniffs around in frenzy, his tongue lolling out as he tastes the

fragrant air. It's a veritable feast of aromas. Edward grabs the mane of scruffy fur at

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Balt's neck and gives it a playful tug as they walk toward the cafeteria ladies to

order their usual fare. Balt looks up at his master with eyes full of love, as long, sure

fingers scratch behind his ears in just the right way.

One black coffee and a bagel with cream cheese later, and the man and his dog

head over to their usual table by the far windows, away from the busy tables in

front. They settle themselves in their usual seats; Edward splayed awkwardly in a

chair which is too short to accommodate his long legs, and Balt on the floor

alongside his master's feet with one eye trained firmly on the edge of the white plate

which holds the bagel.

Edward looks out of the window as he slowly sips his coffee. It's a peaceful view; a

cityscape overlooking Seattle's busy streets. The bustle can barely be seen from

here, let alone heard. The cafeteria is barely occupied at this time of day. It's

mid-morning, well after the end of the breakfast service and a good hour before the

lunchtime rush.

The ladies behind the counter have time to catch up on the hospital gossip while

they prepare for the onslaught, and they too look at the man and his dog, familiar

fixtures though they are. The man is young and handsome, and coupled with the big,

happy dog, they're an intriguing pair. The ladies are very indulgent of the man and

his dog, and so they pretend they don't see a piece of the delicious bagel making its

way under the table and disappearing into the dog's mouth, which is surely against

some kind of health regulation.

Enjoying a moment of tranquillity in preparation for the squealing and screaming

upstairs in the Children's Ward, Edward and Balt enjoy the slivers of sunshine

filtering through the windows. Balt's tail is flicking ever so slightly from side to side

as he lays sprawled under the table at his master's boots. Imperceptibly to Edward,

Balt's eyes zero in on a small movement a few tables away, his well-groomed body

suddenly becoming quite still. Balt has spied an errant snack falling haphazardly to

the floor.

He observes it silently for a few moments, as only a bottomless pit of a dog can,

giving the morsel his undivided attention. It lays silent and completely undisturbed

on the floor a few tables away, just minding its own delicious business. Balt's eyes

never leave it, even as he abruptly rises from the floor, an oblivious Edward still

staring out through the cafeteria's windows. By the time he registers the movement

out of the corner of his eye, Balt is already halfway across the room with his eyes

still locked on the runaway prize.

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