I do not own Twilight or the characters in it. And unfortunately I have no relationship with the Author Stephenie Meyer.

Thanks to my wonderful Betas: Jess, devilsgenie and live720 for Project Team Beta.

Chapter 1 - An ordinary day

It was 8.15 p.m. and I was getting to work. I worked in the department of internal medicine, in the geriatric ward and tonight it was my turn to work the overnight shift, which was not too bad considering it was calm usually. The overnight shift could be quite boring, since nothing really happens and it's extremely long, but nothing some soft music and a good book couldn't fix.

When I arrived at the hospital I immediately went to the locker room. I changed into my scrubs and stuffed my street clothes into my locker. After quickly putting on some deodorant, pulling my hair into a high, tight bun and slipping on some Crocs, I was ready to step out onto the hospital floor.

Mike and I have been married for two years, we were high school sweethearts, and after college he had proposed. At the time I thought it was what I wanted, a nice job, a devoted husband, and to play housewife. I love to cook and back then I imagined myself cooking a nice meal, waiting for him with a nice candlelight dinner. Nights making passionate love until 4 am and the happiness of going to work having sleep little because of life being so good to me.

Mike used to look at me like I was his whole universe. He used to be a complete gentleman. Every other morning he would stop by and walk me to my morning classes. At nights we would bunk on my dorm, watch a movie and cuddle. Now, I was lucky if I got him to put his dirty clothes in the appropriate basket.

Everything was an extreme between us. It either required an immense amount of work or it was mind numbingly easy. All to the point it was boring. We were so tired of discussing things that we would barely talk, and things between us were dead. There was no passion, and the devotion had disappeared. In reality marriage was nothing like I had imagined. I was happy with my job and the house itself was not a problem, but my marriage... well that was whole other thing. If I were to be perfectly honest, working the night shift was a relief. My marriage was in trouble, and I knew it. Being out of the house gave me some peace, and time to think.

Another nurse came into the dressing room, breaking me out of my trance. I glanced at the clock in the wall and noticed it was already twenty-five minutes past eight. If I hadn't been in the hospital already, I would have been late.

I quickly closed my locker and headed over to the 2nd floor, where the geriatric ward was located. I stepped into the staff office and noticed the afternoon nurses were waiting to give me their report before heading off.

"Bella," Angela said excitedly, "Oh my God, wait until I tell you about the new patient's family."

"Ang, I'm sorry. I totally forgot he was coming today, I hope it's a nice grandpa," I replied. If I had one more overly friendly grandpa grab my ass, I would immediately request a transfer to pediatrics. It was not right for me to think like that. In school we were taught how to handle this type of situations. We also learned that it was normal behavior in older men, but I was so mentally exhausted that I couldn't handle situations like that anymore. Something that was normal and easy to handle on daily basis, was all of the sudden a burden.

"Oh he's really nice, respectful and all. I'll tell you more later," Angela insisted.

"Are we ready to start Isabella?" Jane, an afternoon nurse, asked. She was awful. I couldn't understand how someone like that could ever become a nurse. She was just the opposite of a caring person.

"Yes, Jane, go ahead," I quickly replied, and then she launched into giving us the full report on our ward. I thought to myself how fortunate I was to have Angela working with me tonight and not being stuck with Jane. Angela was one of my best friends. I had gone to college with Angela, and she had helped me find this job. One of the things I love about the job was the people I get to worked with.

After the report was finished, Jane picked up her things, and she and the other afternoon nurses left for the night. I headed to the tea pot, and started preparing some tea for Angela and me. This shouldn't be too bad, I thought to myself.

"So, Bella... how are things at home?" Angela asked, surprising me. She knew of our situation and she was my confidant, but I wasn't expecting her question to come out of nowhere.

"Same old... same old. I'm reaching my limit, Ang. If Mike doesn't start putting more effort into it I don't know what I'll do, " I said honestly. "I have been with him all of my life. I have loved him all of my life. But now? Now I no longer know what I feel. He's been there for me, but now he's absent. I don't know what to do."

"Have you given any more thought to the conversation we had last week? I mean maybe it is time for you to just move on. You've tried therapy. You've tried talking to him. I mean, you guys don't even have sex anymore," she said in an annoyed tone. She was so honest, and cared so much for me that her words didn't sting.

"I'm scared. What if I never meet anyone? Who's going to want a 25 year old divorcee who works too much? And besides, what do I have to offer?"

"Stop talking like that, Bella! You're wonderful, and if the relationship is already at that point, why stay? It's only fair to both of you, not only to you."

"I think we better get started, Ang. We'll talk later," I said trying to escape to work. I didn't want to think about this anymore.

"Sorry, I just want to see you happy, let's go make our rounds." Angela sighed, and like that we headed to check on the patients. We did our rounds, handled out night meds. Then we took in total one hour making everybody comfortable and ready to sleep, we were back to the nurse's office to settle for the night.

"So hear this, Mr. Denali arrived today with his granddaughter, Tanya. She was nice… and…" Angela paused, seeming to be lost in thought.

"Yes, Ang..?"

"Oh, sorry, right, so Tanya came with her boyfriend, Edward. Bella just wait until you see this guy, he's unbelievable! He was a gentleman; you can see he cares for Mr. Denali... and honey, he's so hot!"

"Uhh… okay? Angela, you know we don't like the same type of men," I quickly said, discarding her description.

"Oh I know, but you'll see, he's coming back tomorrow. Apparently Tanya works a lot but he promised he'll come almost daily."

"I just hope he doesn't interfere with our work, but it's really nice if he keeps his word."

The night went on without further event and quickly enough it was seven in the morning. Time to head home and get a good rest since I had to be back at 1 p.m. for an afternoon shift.

The morning came and went way too fast. My alarm went off way too early and I woke up dead tired. I got out of bed and thanked God that Mike was gone. Taking advantage of the extra time I took a long relaxing bath. The made some sandwiches to take into work with me, since hospital food was not my favorite. I was there at one sharp, dressed and ready to work.

I was working with Victoria, Esme, Donna, and again, Angela. I thanked God that they were all a nice group. They were all very professional and Esme and Donna were real friends. Not only work friends but those you get together to have dinner with. Out of the group Esme was "the mom", she was only a few years older but she was the motherly type, always caring for us, feeding us and spoiling us as if we were her children. Donna was the craziest and funny one, always in a good mood, making us laugh and always willing to help. I only missed Meggie, she was also one of my best friends, the caring one, she worked on organizing events, often donating her time and contributing to charities. Her office was close by, so she would often step by for lunch, and she loved Angie, Esme and Donna.

The afternoon went on fast, until 6pm that is. That's when "Mr. Hot-ass" as Angela had named him, appeared as promised to visit Mr. Denali.

"Bella, Mr. Denali has a visitor, and he would like a word with you," Esme informed me.

"OK, Esme, thank you I'm heading over there now," I said with a tray of dinner in my hands. I walked towards the room hoping there would be a friendly face waiting for me there, not wanting problems.

I pushed open the door, finding the room empty of visitors, only Mr. Denali, laying down and resting. I placed the tray of food in the rotating table when I heard steps behind me. I turned and was greeted by the deepest, most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen.

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