A/N: Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. Enjoy!

Bella groaned internally and wiped her hand across her forehead. She blinked her eyes rapidly a few times and immediately closed them, due to the bright white light she was underneath. Memories from a couple days before started flooding through her brain.

Flashback

Renee was singing horribly along to a remake of one of Cyndi Lauper's songs. Charlie turned off the radio.

"Charlie," she pouted and jutted her lower lip out. Right as she tried to reach over to his hands, there was a horrible tire squeaking. Two cars collided, leaving the front end of Charlie's car smashed in.

The ambulance horns blared louder and louder as they got closer and closer. Medical technicians slammed the doors open as they flooded the crash scene.

Dean looked in the windows of the silver van and counted the people in the car, and then to the red van.

"THREE CASUALTIES IN THE SILVER AND TWO INJURIES IN THE RED!" he yelled to the rest of them as he got some medical supplies ready.

An onyx Mercedes pulled up to the scene and a handsome, blond man quickly stepped out of the car and ran up to Dean.

"I came as quickly as I could," he said.

"Get the casualties out first, because the injuries in the red van are minor."

Carlisle ran over to the silver van as the Jaws of Life moved the top of the car off, as well as the windows. He pulled in the car and carried out Charlie and Renee bridal style in his arms. When he turned back in for the last one he gasped.

"DEAN!" he screamed at the top of his lungs as he picked the young female up. "SHE'S STILL ALIVE!" he gently ran with her into the ambulance as the driver, Dan, started driving.

End of flashback

At the hospital, Carlisle POV

Four broken ribs, large bruises in various places around her body, a concussion, a broken nose, one broken pinkie, and a sprained knee...

I felt so bad for her. Only fourteen years old, and both of her parents gone with the snap of a finger. The heart rate monitor beeped regularly as she was sleeping.

I rubbed my eyes, went to my office, and clocked out. I couldn't stop thinking about her as I drove home.

Jasper POV

I was sitting on the couch watching a cooking show when my dad, Carlisle, and my mom, Esme, entered the room. Carlisle had his arm wrapped around Esme's waist as they went to sit in the big chair by the TV, him on the seat and her on the arm of the chair. How I longed to be loved like that, to have someone to be able to tell all of my secrets to and accept me no matter what.

"Alice, Emmett!" Esme's voice called. "Come here please!" Emmett came barreling up the staircase with tiny Alice slung over on his shoulder like a bag. She was squirming and beating his backside with her tiny fists.

"Emmett, let her down," Carlisle said gently as Emmett flung Alice on the couch beside me, missing me by only an inch. Emmett sat on the other side of me.

"What did you need to talk to us about, mum and dad?" Alice's ringing soprano voice asked.

"Well, we have something very important to tell you..." Esme looked down at Carlisle and smiled. "Since you guys are all grown up, and-"

"Just get to the point!" Emmett was wriggling in his seat because he was so excited.

"Ugh," I moaned. This happened a lot.

"We have decided to adopt Bella. She is a fourteen-year-old girl whose parents have both passed away in a car crash that she was also in. She'll be arriving tomorrow from the hospital," Esme was beaming.

Alice and Emmett screamed and jumped up and down like little giddy kids on Christmas Day. I laughed and smiled, but what would Bella really have to do with me? I mean, it's a three-year difference. I'm a senior, just beginning the year, and she's a sophomore. I think. I mean, I'm going to be gone soon anyways.

"I think Carlisle and Esme specifically planned this out for you, my buddy boy..." Emmett trailed off suggestively. I smacked him on the back of his head and wondered what she would be like as Alice and Esme planned out her bedroom and Emmett run around quacking like a duck.