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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~CHAPTER ONE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*Carlisle's POV*

I heard hushed laughter downstairs from Edward, Jaspar and Emmett — mostly from Emmett. I only imagined what my boys were laughing at as I smiled. I guess I could have listened in to figure out... I didn't. Just because I could listen in on everything and everyone in the house, doesn't mean I do. I like tuning it all out a lot of the time, to give everyone privacy.

I ran a comb through my silky blond hair a couple of times before I glanced at my watch that read nine 'o'clock on the dot.

I have about two and half hours tops until my shift starts at the Seattle hospital, I thought, that would originally take any human about three hours at least to get there from Forks. I should make it there in more than an hour if I leave here soon.

I took in an unavailing breath as I made my way out of the master bathroom before I thought some more...

I miss the local hospital here in Forks. It was too risky to stay there. I was there way too long as it is; it was about time I had moved on. The people were very pleasant and I was use to being around them. I thought for sure I would warm up to the Seattle hospital by now. The people are friendly enough, but it still isn't Forks.

The family and I have been keeping a low profile. Esme has been grocery shopping in different towns while Alice and Rose found other malls to shop at. It would be just easier to move out of state, only everyone just wants to stay just a little while longer so we all agreed to stay just a little longer. I love Forks myself, but I think we all might be pushing our luck for staying here any longer. We need to move before people start getting suspicious.

I glided down the stairs the same time Emmett's booming laugh echo loudly and Alice's panicked with screams. When I hit the first floor, Alice still screamed and I entered the living room to see what all the commotion was about.

Edward and Jasper were laughing hysterically while Alice was only angry.

"It's not funny!" Alice's voice shrieked.

"Excuse me," I asked looking at all three faces with a questionable stare, "What on earth is going on here?"

Edward stifled laughter as the corners of his lips twitched. "I apologize if we worried you. I assure you it isn't a problem to be concerned about."

Emmett appeared holding a blue open-toe heel that had rippled leather straps with an elastic strap around the ankle for support. I knew right then that this had something to do with the shoe, something I'm sure Alice treasured dearly.

"I fixed it!" Emmett exclaimed.

Alice snatched the blue heel from his hand, examining it. "You glued it?"

"How did you manage to break the shoe, Emmett?" I asked only trying to imagining Emmett and a heel... nothing equaled up properly. "Well?"

"I was just trying them on…" Emmett shrugged his wide shoulders. "I didn't think the heel would snap off."

I sighed, picturing Emmett's large feet squeezing into Alice's small heel. "Why were you trying on heels?"

"We were bored." He explained. "It sounded like a good idea…"

"We?" I questioned.

"Edward thought it would be funny…" Emmett smirked.

Jasper and Edward weren't breathing, holding in more laughter as Alice glared at them angrily. Not long Emmett was holding in his laughter as well.

Alice's anger was replaced with sadness. "Jasper how can you laugh at me?"

"I'm not laughing at you love," Jasper assured. "I'm thinking of how ridiculous Emmett looked in those heels!"

"Would you guys please leave Alice and her stuff alone?" I asked kindly. "Now, settle down."

"Certainly." Edward replied with a nod.

Typical day in the Cullen residence I thought to myself, grabbing my thick wool jacket and then before exiting out to the garage Esme was there with her wonderful smile stretched across her beautiful face and I couldn't help to smile back to the love of my existence.

"So you're off to work," Esme stated, wrapping her loving arms around my neck and then planted a kiss on my lips. "And leaving me here with the chaos?"

I chuckled on her lips before she pressed them to mine.

Then I pulled away. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon enough."

"Oh alright," She smiled again, that wonderful smile of hers. "Soon."

I placed my lips on hers one last time and then about three seconds later I was in my Mercedes S55 AMG, soon pulling out of the garage and down the long driveway on my way to a day of work.

The drive I could take. It was easy to disregard the two hours of time because two hours of time is nothing to me, nothing at all. So I took some of the time to watch my surroundings, taking in the beauty around me.

The sun stayed behind the sheet of clouds that covered the sky here in Forks and I watched it cautiously, just in case the sun was to come out. The news specifically said around noon the sun would shine brightly, but Alice said she saw differently, that it would not come out. I guess who was I to question Alice?

Hour and forty two minutes later I was at the hospital and walking through the entry. The white tile, walls and ceilings surrounded me as everyone greeted me with friendly smiles and I politely smiled in return to the familiar faces.

An hour later I made my way into my office where Mary Williamson waited for me. I held her test results I had picked up from the MRI. I really hated this part of my job.

"I appreciate you taking me at the last minute. I just couldn't wait until tomorrow." Mary smiled, running her fingers through her grayish black hair. "I had fourteen appointments with seven different doctors and it's frustrating. I hope you can clear things up."

I sighed deeply, closing the office door shut. I sat over in my black leather chair in front of my desk, hearing it squeak as I shifted in it, pretending to get comfortable for effect. I only thought how on this earth I could break the awful news to this sweet woman.

Mary sat down in the other chair on the other side of the desk and when I didn't reply she decided to speak again. "So were you able to get the results or do I have to wait until tomorrow?" she smiled again and I attempted to smile back but failed.

I made the sound of clearing my throat before I spoke. "I have your results," I sat the folder down on the desk and continued. "I'm sorry but…"

"What? Are you trying to say I have brain tumor or something?" Mary asked jokingly.

I shifted my gaze elsewhere. I couldn't believe how dead right her joke was, making things entirely harder for me to say, although I could have simply said yes. But I couldn't just say yes. I had to say more than yes, no matter how much faster and easier it would have been for me...

"Actually Mary, that's indeed what I'm trying to say." My voice was slow and more even than usual as I looked right into her eyes. "I have your results and that's the case. I'm utterly sorry."

I heard her heart start to thud much harder and faster in her chest. Her breathing hitched and the tears started to build up in her eyes.

"You have to—are you joking?" Mary choked.

I shook my head. "I'm afraid not. I will arrange an appointment with Dr. Lengman to discuss treatments for you, if you like?"

She tilted her head once in a quick nod, a tear rolling down her cheek. "Okay—yeah."

I forced a smile for her benefit. "We will do everything we can, I will assure you."

Later on that day I made my way into the elevator that I shared with three people as I waited patiently for the elevator to drop them off before it lastly stopped for me. I walked off and then looked at my watch that read two 'thirty when I should have been on my break that I really didn't need.

"Carlisle," Dr. Richard Ross spoke, smiling. "How's it going?"

"Alright I guess." I said with a smile and then stopped in front of the long counter top where the phones were ringing off the hook as Richard only stood behind it. "How's everything?"

He shrugged his shoulders slightly. "You know how it is here."

"Yeah…" I forced a smile, knowing exactly what he was referring to. It's stressful working at a hospital I'm sure, but being I am a vampire I don't get stressed and I'm easily distracted so it doesn't bother me like it would a human.

"I'm headin' over to the cafeteria to get a coffee, do you want to go?" Richard asked.

I smiled. I should be on break anyways. "Sure."

Richard smoothed his hand over his red hair and then sighed. I sensed something was wrong.

I shifted my weight. "May I ask what is wrong?"

Richard's sea green colored eyes looked at me as he smiled. "I'm just thinking—and tired. I haven't slept in forty-nine hours. I need a cup of coffee—I'll then be fine."

All these years of being around humans I knew there was more that he wasn't telling me, but I wasn't going to intrigue in anyway. That would be rude. So I just smiled kindly and nodded, accepting his answer. It isn't any of my business.

Richard Ross and I headed to the cafeteria. We both stepped into the elevator—just the two of us. A few moments later the elevator stopped at the first floor and we stepped out and were proximately in the cafeteria three minutes later.

Richard got his coffee and paid for it. He turned to look at me. "You don't want anything?"

"No, I'm fine."

"I'll pay." He offered and then took a sip. "It's on me."

I smiled to his thoughtfulness. "Thank you. But I just finished a coffee not too long ago."

"Oh okay." He accepted my lie and then made his way to a round table as I followed. "I really need a break."

I pulled out a chair, hearing the rubber rub against the tile floor, too silent for human's ears and then heard it again from Richard's chair as I was already seated.

He took a couple sips and then sighed loudly. "My wife and I are having problems."

Ah, so this is what has been on his mind...

"I'm sorry to hear that." My voice was only sincere. "If you need anything let me know."

"Thank you." He smiled and then continued. "She doesn't like the hours I put here at work. I guess she feels that it's creating a wedge between us."

I pretended to scratch my arm and then sat up straight. "Well, maybe you two should really sit down and talk."

"It turns into fighting." Richard breathed, clearly hurt. "I saw the picture I assumed to be your wife in your office—have you guys ever fought?"

I couldn't add too many personal items to my office here at the hospital. The less my colleagues knew about my family and where I come from, the better. I didn't even need any such things; they are merely tools for humans to keep their memories alive. My own memories didn't fade with time. A photograph of Esme would never be as clear as the vision in my mind is. But to imitate human habits, I did place a picture on my desk. Nobody seemed to ever pay enough attention, but I guess Richard did…

"Not too many and I wouldn't call them fights." I spoke honestly. "If we had any sort of problem we talked about it which is what I can advise you to do with your wife."

Richard nodded. "Yeah, you're right."

We didn't say to much more. After he was done with his coffee we made our way back to the elevator. Our break didn't end just yet, but we decided to get back to work anyway.

Just as I was stepping into the elevator and then turned to face the doors, something had caught my attention — someone...

A girl who appeared to be in her late teens. She was pregnant obviously by the bulge of her stomach sticking out noticeably. But that wasn't what caught my attention. The way she walked, was so weak… dark circles around her eyes and her skin tight against her face. It reminded me of Bella when she was pregnant with Renesmee. She didn't look as weak or far along as Bella… yet.

The elevator doors started to shut. Just when the doors were about fully closed my first reaction was to reach for the button to open the doors.

When they opened back up, the girl was no longer in my sight.

"Is something wrong?" Richard asked in a worried tone.

"I just remembered something." I stepped out of the elevator quickly at human speed. "I'll be back up shortly." I said and turned to give him a reassuring smile. I snapped my head in different directions to look for the girl.

"Okay, see you soon." Richard said as I heard the elevator doors close shut.

I spotted her up at the front counter as she placed her hand over her bulged stomach with a sadden expression. Ally Pension's eyes grew with worry and a slice of curiosity as she picked up the phone. She then started to dial quickly from behind the counter.

I ran to the front desk. "I will take her."

Ally raised an eye brow to me, holding the phone to her ear. "Carlisle, you're booked."

"I have time." I smiled.

"Hi, never mind." Ally spoke kindly into the phone, hanging up. She looked over at me with a questioning stare. "Are you sure?"

"Positive."

Ally shifted her eyes to the girl. "Go with Dr. Cullen, dear. He will care for you properly."

I looked at the girl close up for the first time as she already had her eyes fixed on me. I smiled and I watched her lips struggle to smile back. Her dark, almost black hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail and I watched her weak hand reach up to pull a stray piece of her long hair behind her ear.

I placed my hand gently on her back. "Come on, let's take a look at you."

While we walked to my office I watched from my peripheral vision while she kept looking up at me. Was she suspicious with me already? I know this certainly would have to be the same case as Bella. I could feel it so she might very well know what I am.

I decided to speak. "What's your name?"

"Madelyn Sitwell." She answered weakly.

I pulled my hand away from her back as we were now up to my office door. I opened it for her, gesturing for her to go before me and she did. I then stepped in. I closed the door shut and I knew I couldn't allow any other doctor look at her. I needed to talk with her first and make sure this is what it looked like.

Madelyn didn't need me to tell her to sit. She went for the chair right away as she sighed, rubbing her stomach, appearing even weaker than five minutes ago, closing her eyes shut. The circles around her eyes were dark and more noticeable in the office light, like she was lacking sleep. Of course she was… the fetus was getting strong and will continue to keep her up as it nudges her painfully.

I went to go sit behind my desk. "So it's absolutely clear that you're pregnant."

Madelyn's eyes flew open. "For sure? Aren't you going to run tests?"

"Yes," I nodded. "Of course I will… But I need to talk with you first."

She rested her head on the seat and went back to closing her eyes. "Okay about…?"

"Well, when has your last period taken place?" I didn't want to cut to the chase like I maybe should have.

"I don't know." She muttered.

"Six months?" I guessed judging by her size.

She shook her head. "Defiantly not that long ago."

"Three?" I continued guessing.

"You're way off." Madelyn opened her eyes as she appeared to be thinking… "I think three weeks ago—guessing."

"You are well aware that you look about six months pregnant," I laced all my fingers together while placing my arms on the desk. "Aren't you?"

"Can I talk to someone else?" She asked uncomfortably. "Preferably a woman?"

I couldn't allow her to talk to anyone else, but I couldn't force her to stay against her will either.

"Madelyn," I spoke softly. "Please work with me. I can help you."

An awkward smile formed on her full lips. "You seem nice, just I would rather talk to someone else about this — nothing against you."

"Do you know who the father is?" I decided to move things more quickly. "What's his name?"

Her smile faded. "Okay, you're now getting too personal."

"Please. Let me help." I begged.

Madelyn got up to her feet slowly. "Thanks for your time—but I should go."

I jumped out of my seat and rushed to her at human speed. Her face was a mixture of confusion and aghast. I decided to smile nicely, hoping it would comfort her a little. It didn't seem to work.

"Y-you—can't keep me here." Madelyn stuttered as her heart started to thud fast in her chest. I didn't mean to frighten her. "I want to go, please."

I sighed. "You need me to help you and only me for your own good."

"No!" She shouted, "What I need is for you to let me walk out of here!—I would rather talk to someone else, a woman!"

"Neither woman nor man will understand. You need me." I spoke soothingly.

She forced a short laugh. "Don't act like you know so much!" Madelyn's shouted even louder, "You don't understand at all!"

I wrapped my hand around her arm as she tried to get past me. She sucked in a quick lungful of air, startled by my ice cold touch no doubt. Her hazel eyes locked on mine as her heart thudded more quickly.

My stone hand kept a firm grip against her normal temperature arm. "As a matter of fact, I understand more than you think."

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