**** I do not own Carlisle or Esme etc. They belong to Stephenie Meyer.

The secret to a rich life is to have more beginnings than endings. ~Dave Weinbaum

Prologue

Carlisle had been on vacation for the last few days. He was expecting to go back to the same old environment at the hospital. He was an incredible doctor, his whole reason for living was the feeling he got as he nursed a person back to health after a scary incident. If you looked at him, you'd think he had everything, that blond hair of the finest golden color, amazing eyes of amber, his body at six foot two inches was muscled in just the right spots. To go with his perfect features, he had an intelligent mind. He was an expert in his practice. What could there be missing…?

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It was in the early 1900's on a crisp October night. The day had been slow, not many people with accidents or injuries because the first snow had kissed the frozen earth earlier that day and nobody would dare leave the comfort of the fire crackling and the quilts tightly wrapped around them to go for a ride to town. Finally, Carlisle's day as with any other day, was coming to a close. He was picking up his old fashioned navy blue coat from the haggard coat rack, when something happened that would've changed life as he knew it.

A man around the age of forty came in carrying a teenage girl with a broken leg. He was in serious distress, you could tell by the worry lines creasing the tough skin of his forehead. Immediately Carlisle placed his jacket back on the rack and went to tend to the injured girl.

"What's the story?" Carlisle asked the man who he found out was called Mr. Platt. You could hear the sincerity in his voice as the question seemed to roll off his perfect tongue.

"My Esme found a cardinal who's nest had fell in the sprinkling of snow. She couldn't bear to see the tuft of skin and feathers freeze, so when we weren't paying attention, She climbed the old oak in the back to fill the bare spot where the nest sat once again. She didn't have enough sense to know that the limbs and branches of the tree would be slippery, and she slid right out of the tree to her fate.

At that moment the girl opened her brown eyes, Carlisle looked down, and the amber eyes locked with the brown ones below. There was an immediate connection, an almost electric current ran through the both of them. After just one look, Carlisle and Esme knew this would be the beginning of their forever.

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own carlisle/esme/etc. they belong to Stephenie Meyer

Esme's POV

There he goes, so perfectly, the kind of flawless I wish I could be… Taylor Swift

Getting to know someone else involves curiosity about where they have come from, who they are.
Penelope Lively

Mother had told me to stay inside that snowy day, and of course I didn't listen. How could I have left that little bird in its nest freeze in the newly fallen snow? The second she wasn't looking, I ran to the hall to grab my coat, and headed outside. Boy, I hadn't expected that tree to be so slippery. As I started climbing, I knew it wasn't going to be easy to get out of the tree without getting hurt. As soon as I made it to the first branch, I laid the nest I had been transporting to where it once sat, and lifted my foot to get down. I must have placed a little to much weight on that branch that was supposed to be supporting me (after all, what sixteen year old climbs a tree in her back yard…) and it cracked. With a thud I crashed to the frozen earth below and blacked out.

The next thing I saw was Dr. Cullen. I had never seen anything so angelic or beautiful. He looked far to young to be a skilled doctor, but I didn't care. Before I looked at his face, my eyes traveled from his feet up. I found myself marveling at his flawless muscular physique. Once my eyes finally met his, I felt something indescribable, an electric current flowing from doctor to patient, lover to lover. I had never seen him before but I knew we had something from that one look. My father then broke the locked gaze. He whispered wishes of luck into my ear and was gone.

The next thing I knew, I was in the strong arms of Dr. Cullen, It sent a shiver down my spine when he had scooped me up. I felt the current once again, but much stronger this time as his fingers like ice, were gentle, graceful with every movement as he touched the bare skin of my arm.

I was caught off guard as my butt was seated on the examining table… I must have been in some sort of trance knowing I was in his arms,

"Esme, my name is Dr. Carlisle Cullen, but I'd like it if you'd call me Carlisle,"

What a unique name I thought. It sounded like a handsome, intelligent man such as Dr. Cullen

" Well then, uh, uhm hello Carlisle," I managed to stutter.

"Hello, my Esme, I am going to take care of your leg now, and then we can talk about more important things."

With a wink and a seamless smile, Carlisle went to repositioning my leg. I tried to keep my cries at a minimum so he wouldn't feel as though he were hurting me. One small whimper escaped my lips, and as it did, his angelic features twisted into a dejected arrangement, (though all of his beauty was still visible).

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you," was how my doctor responded to my whimper.

The next moment I felt his icy hand on mind and all the pain left. All I could feel was the cool fingers that were now intertwined with mine. I looked up into those tawny eyes once more before I asked him a question…

"Before, out in the waiting area, our eyes met and something incredible happened. It felt as though we were meant to be together even though we had never met. I was wondering you'd felt it too. It was so strong,,," Oh my God, I had no idea where that courage came from. I kind of just spilled to him my true feeling about the experience.

"Esme, from the second those big brown eyes opened, I was hooked like a fish on the fishing rod of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I felt there was a certain chemistry between us that was indescribable . You wouldn't have believed the pain I felt as I had to reposition your leg, and even hearing the slightest cry leaving your mouth made my stomach flip. As he said that, he involuntarily winced. It is very hard to be professional around you, you reeled me in so easily" Carlisle answered.

It felt like I had caterpillars in my stomach at the beginning, when I wasn't sure what kind of answer I was going to get as I spilled my heart out to my doctor, and once he replied with his harmonious voice, all of the caterpillars made that change to the most beautiful butterflies that ever existed.

He took two perfect fingers and lifted my chin so I could see him eye to eye.

"Dearest Esme, I must go tell your father how you are doing, I will be back soon but until then, I will leave you with this…..

His soft lips pressed against mine for a single instant, and at that moment, nobody would ever have been able to convince me that anything could have felt better. With that he winked once more and gracefully exited the wooden door of the room. By now I had entirely forgot about my leg!

There he goes, so perfectly, the kind of flawless I wish I could be… Taylor Swift =D

sorrry its shorttt... first fanfic. Reviews!?