I can't believe it ended in a freaking tie!

Dylan: what did?

Me: the AFL grand final! Now they have to play again next week. I probably get to go to Melbourne to see it!
Dylan: whoop-di-do. Anyways, here's a disclaimer to die for.

Me: you got that right –shoves Dylan into a vat of molten lava-

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. If I did, I would be rich and I could actually buy the Lamborghini Gallardo for my first car

Doctor POV

I walked down the hallway with a large grin on my face. A client had paid me $10000 to kidnap one of the next twins that were born, and tell the mother that one had died. It would be relatively easy, I just had to take one away saying that it had died. Right now, a woman was in labour. I could hear her screams as I walked. There had been no twins born at this hospital yet, and I hoped this woman would conceive two little angels. I walked into the room where the woman in labour and her husband were. Elizabeth and Edward Masen, I think their names were. One of the nurses was holding a baby boy but the woman was still screaming. She was having twins for sure. I didn't like taking one of their children away, but at least they would still have one son. Soon, the woman's screams had stopped and I now held another baby boy in my arms. "Doctor, can I see him?" the woman asked. Her husband squeezed her hand. I motioned to the nurse to give the little boy she was holding to the mother.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Only one of them made it," I said, with fake sorrow in my voice. Tears pricked at the corners of the husband and wife's eyes, but then she smiled.

"At least I have one son," she said. "Little Edward Anthony," she cooed to the baby and her husband squeezed her hand again.

"I'll let you three have some privacy," I said and I turned out of the room, with the baby still in my arms. He opened his bright green eyes.

So...first Twilight fic...is it any good?
Dylan: no, it's crap

Me: your face is crap

Dylan: no it isn't, admit it!

Me: fine, you're hot, but that doesn't stop you from being a selfish jerk

Dylan: I can't help who they program me to love

Me: you can't, but you can at least accept that Max is taken and she's happier with Fang. Go flirt with someone else like Nudge, Ella or Iggy...
Dylan: I am not gay! Oh, btw, R&R ttyl :]

Me: OMFG! You are gay!