A/N: Here I am, the Twilight fandom sucking me again. Loved Twilight in high school and its the only thing I've loved that I haven't wrote a fan fiction for. Sooooo, with that in mind, I came up with this. Now, I'm touch and go with Twilight...I'm hoping this is liked. Anyway, this is a Carlisle/OC story told my the OC's prospective. Keep in mind, she is not a Mary Sue. Anyway, I'd like to know what you think!

Disclaimer: I only own my OC. Anything recognizable belongs to Stephanie Meyer.

Chapter One

"Belllaaaa!" Vanessa exclaimed, busting through her cousins door, making the brunette girl almost leap off the bed in fright. However, her brown eyes focused on her, a huge smile pulling on her face as she recognized her.

"Nessa, Jesus..." Bella laughed, shaking her head as Vanessa jumped on her bed.

"Dang, you look good Bella!" Vanessa said happily, reaching over and hugging her cousin. "You look different in a way, but its a good way!"

"You look good too," Bella smiled sheepishly. "You look-"

"Fat?" Vanessa raised her eyebrow, making Bella gape and flush at her.

"N-no! Oh for God's sake, you aren't fat!"

"I'm pudgy," Vanessa frowned, looked down at the fat around her hips and thighs. Over the past few years, she had gained a little bit of weight. She struggled to get it off, but it seemed like no matter what she did, the extra fat stayed. The only good thing she got out of it was a little larger chest, but it wasn't worth it to her. She'd rather be thin and practically flat-chested like Bella. She didn't care about that.

"You're ridiculous," Bella rolled her eyes. "I'd rather have some fat than be a flat-chested twig with no curves."

"The only curve I have is a spare tire."

"Oh shut up!" Bella laughed, chucking a pillow at her cousin. "You're pretty and you know it."

Vanessa shrugged. "Well, if we can stop being typical teenage girls and complaining about our bodies for two seconds..." she grinned mischievously, laying down on her stomach beside Bella. "Dad tells me you gotta boyfran."

Bella immediately blushed, a small smile gracing her lips.

"Edward, wasn't it?" Vanessa laughed. "Is he gorgeous?"

"...More than gorgeous," Bella said quietly, her cheeks flaming even more.

Vanessa looked at Bella. She'd never seen her like this before...she must be in love with the guy. It was more than obvious. As long as he was good to her, she didn't mind. She was happy for her, but at the same time, she felt a pang of loneliness travel through her. Even sweet, shy, and socially awkward Bella had found love...she'd always been lovely, she just wouldn't put herself out there. Not that Vanessa was one to talk. In some ways, she was basically the same way in social situations. Also, her weight gain increased her sense of uneasiness in public places.

"I'm happy for you Bells..." she said sweetly, smiling at her long time friend.

"Yeah, I'm happy," Bella said, looking at her and practically glowing. "What about you? Do you have a boyfriend?"

Vanessa instantly looked down at her comforter. She laughed humorlessly before picking at the lint balls.

"Not hardly...and I doubt I will. If I couldn't get a boyfriend in L.A, I doubt I can get one here in Forks."

"...What about Jacob? He's probably still sweet on you," Bella piped in, her voice slightly higher.

"He was sweet on you too Bella," Vanessa rolled her eyes. "We were like six. He liked every girl he saw our age."

"Oh...well, Jake's really...muscular."

Vanessa looked up at Bella, before bursting into laughter.

"He's really muscular? Is that really all you have to say about him?" Vanessa laughed as Bella got redder, chuckling lightly.

"Well, you don't understand...he's really muscular."

"That's kinda weird," Vanessa giggled, rolling over on her back. "But no, that would be weird...what about your boyfriend? Has he got any equally gorgeous friends?"

"...He's got two brothers and his dad. They're all really really handsome," Bella smiled. "But his two brothers are taken."

"Figures, so...how old is his dad?" Vanessa wiggled her eyebrows and laughed jokingly. Was it her eyes or did Bella have a slightly panicked look in her eyes when she asked that? What the hell did she think so was going to do? Throw herself at his dad and embarrass her? She'd rather be shot than throw herself at any man. Not in the head, but...in like, the leg or something.

"Actually, he's about twenty-three," Bella said in a fidgety manner, making Vanessa raise her eyebrows. "You see, he's a really rich and successful doctor, so he adopted four teenagers..."

"That's nice of him...a little too nice, actually," Vanessa said, somewhat shocked. "Usually people aren't that nice. Especially rich, eligible doctors opening their home to a bunch of teenagers? Strange, don't you think?"

"Y-yeah, it is..." Bella laughed nervously, making Vanessa narrow her eyes gently. She knew Bella. Knew her extremely well, in fact. Right then, something was telling her that Bella was lying...or at least not telling the entire truth. But, Bella had always told her everything! Why would it change now? Maybe she was just looking too much into it.

I'm being stupid. Stop looking into it so much.

Vanessa smiled, continuing to talk to Bella as they got caught up. Her dad, had decided that he wanted to move back home. He had made his success in L.A at a law firm, but the hectic life had worn on him. Now, he had the funds to buy a nice house in the country, taking Vanessa with him. Most teenagers would be enraged at leaving L.A for some place like Forks, but Vanessa wasn't. Sure, she'd miss the few friends she had. But, her friendship with Bella was more important to her. Also, she just didn't like being around large groups of people. She preferred the quiet solitude. Forks was perfect for that. Though, she didn't care for the dreary weather, she was sure she'd get use to it.

Vanessa was just so sick of people and the city. It was too loud, too fast, and just too much of a headache to deal with. She had to be the only teenager on the planet that hated it. She'd told Bella about it, and even timid Bella thought she was nuts for not liking the city better.

They talked way into the night, changing into their pajamas and having somewhat of a slumber party.

As they hopped down the flight of stairs to get snacks, Bella's sock slid on the wood, making her fall forwards. Vanessa gasped in panic, desperately reaching out and trying to grab the back of Bella's shirt on instinct. Her hands grasped air though as she watched, horrified, as Bella tumbled down half a flight of stairs, making Vanessa's heart race when she heard a sickening crack.

"BELLA!" she exclaimed, racing down the stairs and crouching next to a groaning Bella. She was clutching her wrist, and Vanessa looked at it, seeing that it was already turning blue. It was broken.

"I'll get Charlie and I'll drive you to the hospital!" she exclaimed, jumping up, only to have Bella's un-hurt hand reach and grab her pant's leg.

"N-no Charlie. He'll worry...J-just drive me ourselves, please?" she asking weakly, looking at her with pleading eyes.

Vanessa didn't have time to argue with her. Sighing, she reached down and helped Bella up.

"Hold on, I'll get some ice to put on it," she told her, running into the kitchen and grabbing a dish towel. She flung open the freezer, dumped an entire tray on ice in the towel and twisted it together.

She ran back to Bella, seeing her wrist already swollen.

"Here," she said gently, lightly putting the ice pack on her wrist. "Let's go."

Vanessa grabbed her keys, lightly pulling Bella out the door and towards her blue Mustang. She helped her in the passenger seat, ran around the car and jumped in the drivers side.

"TAKE ME, I'M ALIVE. I NEVER WAS A GIRL WITH A WICKED MIND-"

Both Bella and Vanessa jumped at the loud music and she reached to turn it off, but Bella stopped her.

"No, leave it," she smiled. "It's distracting. Besides, I like The Pretty Reckless."

Vanessa smiled, not bothering to argue as she backed out of the driveway. If Bella wanted loud music to distract her, she wasn't going to object. She raced all the way to the hospital, hoping that if she got pulled, they'd know she was Charlie Swan's niece and they'd let her go. At least, she hoped. Seeing as she had Bella with her and everything.

"Will you slow down? I'm not dying." Bella groaned after a while.

"No, now shut up," Vanessa smirked, looking over at Bella. "The sooner you get there, the better."

"...I hope Carlisle is working," Bella mumbled, cradling her wrist.

"Carlisle?" Vanessa asked, pulling sharply into the hospital parking lot.

"Edward's dad."

"Ohhh, he works night shift?"

"Yeah, usually," Bella mumbled, her face tensing as she got out of the car with Vanessa.

Vanessa quickly supported her as they walked through the emergency entrance.

"Hello, my cousin seems to have broken her wrist," Vanessa told the receptionist, pushing her messy blonde hair out of her face.

"Oh Miss Swan," she elderly smiled gently. "In an accident again? Oh dear, well, go on back to room three and doctor Cullen will be with you shortly. I think I have all your information memorized, so you can go right back."

"Thanks..." Bella mumbled, leaning on Vanessa as she walked back to the examination room.

Vanessa helped her on the table, walking over to the spare chair and sitting down. She attempted to run her fingers through her bed-head as to look somewhat presentable. She didn't want to meet Bella's boyfriend's dad looking like a hobo, but being in Hello Kitty pajamas, it probably couldn't be helped.

"I should call Edward..." Bella piped in, pulling out her phone. "He'll be mad if I got hurt and didn't tell him..."

Vanessa blinked. "Bella, its three in the morning? Should you really wake him up?"

"He won't mind," she said, hitting some buttons. "I'll just text him. Don't be surprised if he shows up..."

"Wow, that's a caring boyfriend..." Vanessa smiled. "The only boyfriend I had...shit, I probably could have fallen off a cliff and he still wouldn't have came to see me."

Bella chuckled lowly, snapping her phone shut.

"Bella?" a melodious man's voice suddenly sounded from behind the curtain, before it was ripped back.

Vanessa's eyes lazily moved over, only to widen in absolute shock at the doctor standing there with concerned eyes.

Her jaw dropped. He was...beautiful. Gods, was he perfect. His face was smooth, pale, and flawless as marble. His dark eyes trained on Bella with a worried expression. His eyes had dark purple shadows underneath them, making him look as though he hadn't slept in days – no, in his entire life. But oddly enough, it only added to his handsome appearance. His pale blonde hair was smoothed back elegantly and came to the nape of his neck. His tall, muscular frame walked towards Bella, reaching out his pale, large hands to gently take her wrist in his hands.

Bella was looking at him oddly, her eyebrows raised. Why was she looking at him like that?

"It looks broken," he said in a deep, sorrowful voice. "How did this happen?"

He didn't even look in Vanessa's direction. It was a good thing, as she was gaping like a fish at the man—not to mention, she was looking like absolute hell. It would be embarrassing. Shit, it felt like she was embarrassing herself just looking at this man.

"I fell down stairs," Bella mumbled with a small smile. "Nessa tried to grab me, but it was too late."

His dark, almost black eyes finally flicked over to her, making Vanessa tense, almost cursing Bella for drawing his attention to her. If there ever was a time she wished the world would swallow her whole, it was then. Bella was giving her a pityingly, almost knowing expression.

Despite being so dark, Carlisle's eyes seemed kind and his lips stretched, flashing pearly white and of course, perfect teeth. She sat there, wide eyed and stunned. She wanted to yell at Bella. Yell that handsome was a damn understatement of the year. Next time a man looks like a Goddamn male Aphrodite, she'd appreciate a little damn warning.

"You must be Bella's cousin, Vanessa Swan," he said kindly, smiling at her.

Vanessa stared. She tried to force herself to talk and she internally cringed, knowing she was taking way too long to reply. Wait, what did he ask?

Oh...God.

"Er – yeah," she stuttered stupidly, wanting to slap herself in the forehead at her blatant stupidity.

He showed no reaction at her idiocy, but continued smiling warmly.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen," he said just as kindly.

She didn't know what to say, so she nodded, hating herself. This was horrible. This moment was likely to psychologically scar her for all eternity. It was one of those moments you'd always remember; think about when you started to go to sleep at night...then cringe all over again at the experience. Yeah, it was one of those moments. She would never recover from this.

He had to be use to this, as he still gave no signs of noticing her suddenly turning into a statue-mute as he turned back to Bella.

"I'll send you down to X-Ray. Although, I'm sure its broken, we still need to do them," Bella nodded. "Have you spoken to Edward?"

"Yeah, he's on his way," Bella said bitterly, making him laugh deeply as Vanessa's ears tingled at the lovely sound.

"Here, I'll take you myself," he said warmly, helping her off the table. "We will be back momentarily, Miss Swan, I hope that is alright?"

Vanessa's eyes widened. Oh great, he was talking to her again.

"Erm – y-yeah, I'll...wait here." she said quickly, having a little pride at herself for finally regaining her voice.

Bella let out a muffled chuckle, making Vanessa purse her lips, her eyes snapping to Bella as her eyes narrowed. Damn, she was acting just like Bella...even worse!

She let out a sigh of relief as they left the room, feeling much more at ease. She told herself that she was being idiotic. There was no reason for her to be acting this way. Even if she'd been dressed in her very best, there was no way a man like THAT would ever be interested in her, so why did it matter? It didn't. She could have came in there wearing a thousand dollar gown or a trash bag, result would have probably been the same.

If he looks like that, I wonder what Edward looks like.

No sooner than the thought crossed her mind, a boy of about 17 flung back the curtain, his gold eyes falling on her.

This must be Edward...

He was extremely handsome as well. He had reddish-brown, tousled hair and the same features that his adopted dad had. He was wearing jeans and a white, button up shirt his eyes darting quickly around the room before settling on her again. Although she found him very handsome as well, he didn't have nearly the same effect on her that his dad did...God, that sounded creepy.

"She's in X-Ray," Vanessa said kindly, giving him a small smile. "You must be Edward?"

He gave a small smile, but she could see that his face was strained with worry.

"Yes, you must be Vanessa," he said in a less deep, but same melodic voice that his step dad possessed. "It's a pleasure to meet you. Bella has told me a lot about you."

"You as well and oh no," she laughed bitterly, twisting her hands in her lap. "I hope your impression of me isn't too ruined yet."

His smile got a little bigger, looking at her with a kind smile. "No, don't worry. Only good things."

That's a relief...

"I'm glad," she smiled as he walked into the room, leaning against the wall. "Her and your dad should be back soon."

He nodded in understanding, crossing his arms. "So, where are you moving?"

"Erm – just a little down the street from Bella," she smiled. "I'm excited. It's been years since we could hang out a lot. I really missed her..." she trailed off, giving him a sad smile.

"She missed you as well," Edward said gently, giving her a reassuring smile. "Are you starting at Forks High?"

"Yeah, first thing Monday," she said bitterly. "I'll be a senior. Almost wish I could be a junior so I'd be in the same grade as Bella. At least I'd know someone."

"Ah, well, my brother and sister are seniors as well," he said, giving her a dazzling smile. She could definitely see what Bella saw in him. No wonder the poor girl was over the moon for him.

"We're back," Dr. Cullen's voice rang suddenly, making her face pale out slightly as he walked in with Bella.

Edwards eyes flicked to Dr. Cullen, his eyes widened slightly as they snapped to Bella, then over to Vanessa for moments. He looked back at him, his expression too blank to be sincere.

"Bella..." Edward sighing as though nothing happened, walking up to her and putting his arms around her. "You have to be more careful."

"I know, I know," she muttered, hugging him back and walking back up to the table. "But seriously Edward, you didn't have to come-"

"Yes, I did," he said seriously, reaching out and holding her uninjured hand.

Aw, well that's sweet.

She watched as Bella's eyes warmed at the mere sight of Edward as she clutched his hand.

Vanessa gave a small smile, watching the couple with gentle eyes.

"So, will you be starting high school Monday, Miss Swan?"

Oh shit, he's talking to me again...why?

"Um," Vanessa fumbled, trying not to seem to flustered as the doctor snapped on his latex gloves. "Yes, I...I'm a senior."

"That's lovely. So are my two other children," he smiled at her. "I'm afraid Bella's wrist is broken and she will need a cast."

Vanessa frowned, feeling slightly guilty. If only she'd grabbed Bella's shirt quicker...

"It's not your fault you couldn't grab me in time," Bella piped in, obviously seeing her cousins expression and knowing her well. "You didn't know I was going to fall."

"That's just it," Vanessa sighed. "I should have known you were going to fall."

Edward and Carlisle both let out a deep chuckle, making Bella's face grow red as her eyes narrowed at her cousin jokingly.

Payback for not warning me how gorgeous that doctor was going to be, little cousin.

Dr. Cullen made himself busy setting and wrapping Bella's arm and Vanessa took the chance to admire him. Her eyes raked subtly over his feathery blonde hair, his chiseled facial features, down to his white button up shirt with a light blue neck tie. His chest was broader than Edward's. He wasn't overly muscular, but she could see that he was definitely lean. He looked more like he had a swimmers build than anything. His black slacks didn't have a single crease in them, or did his black dress shoes have a single smudge. Not only was his physical appearance immaculate, so was his clothing, his voice, and the way he carried himself. He had an almost elegant stride, his long legs covering the ground smoothly.

Having the feeling of being watched, her eyes snapped away from the doctor and to Edward. To her surprise, he was watching her with a thoughtful expression. It seemed just that. Like he was pondering something deep about her personality or something.

Catching her gaze, he smiled lightly before looking away causally.

"I hate that such a thing happened tonight when you two just got to be together again," Dr. Cullen said almost sadly, working on Bella's arm.

Vanessa's heart thumped quickly a few times at his kind words.

"It's okay, we have plenty of time together since she's going to be living here now," Bella said, sending a small smile her way.

"How about the two of you come over to our house for Sunday dinner tomorrow?" Dr. Cullen asked, pulling back as he finished her cast and snapping his gloves off. "Of course, Charlie is welcome as well, as is your father Miss Swan."

"I think our dads are going fishing down a La Push tomorrow," Bella said with a small smile. "But Nessa and I can come, can't we?"

"Erm – yeah, sounds fun," she chuckled lightly, her cheeks feeling warm as the doctors kind eyes were still settled on her. She highly doubted her nerves would allow to her actually eat in front of that man...especially considering that she was overweight. Being a doctor, he may even flat out disapprove of how she looked. The thought alone made her embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"Excellent!" Dr. Cullen clapped his hands together once. "You can meet the rest of the family Miss Swan."

Her again?

"You can call me, Vanessa," she smiled sheepishly. "I always have to wonder for a second if you're talking to me or Bella."

"Very well," he said kindly. "And as Bella does, you may also call me Carlisle. I did not wish to use your first name without permission."

What is he, from the 1800's or something?

Edward let out a chuckle out of nowhere, making all eyes snap on him.

"Nothing," he said quickly, his smile still in place. "Well, it sounds like a plan. Bella, do you need me to drive you home?"

"No, I came with Nessa."

"You can go with him if you want," Vanessa said uncertainly, standing and ringing her hands. She wouldn't blame Bella if she waned to ride home with her handsome boyfriend, especially considering that he came all the way out here in the middle of the night to see her.

"...Are you sure?" Bella asked, giving her a worried glance. "I mean, I can ride back with you. It makes more sense."

"It's okay," Vanessa smiled sheepishly. "You go ahead."

"Will you be okay?"

She chuckled. "Yes, I, an eighteen year old girl will be fine driving three whole miles back to your house." she smirked, shaking her head and grabbing her keys. "Really Bella, I'll see you there. Take your time, I'll just go through your things while I'm waiting."

Bella's eyes widened in a panicked look.

"Well, I was just kidding, but from that expression...I just might."

"Don't you dare!" Bella gasped, making Vanessa raise her eyebrow and starting laughing.

Carlisle and Edward looked back and forth from the two girls, smiling with an amused expression.

"Bella, I called in a prescription for some pain pills to pick up tomorrow," Carlisle said, going back to a serious doctor. "The ones you've already taken should do you tonight, but take one every six hours as needed."

"Okay, thank you Carlisle," Bella smiled as Edward put his arm around her, pulling her out the door.

"Of course," he smiled, his eyes going back to Vanessa as she tried to sneak by him unnoticed.

Shit...

"And again, it was a pleasure to meet you, Vanessa. I shall see you tomorrow evening," he said kindly, making her flush as he held out his hand.

Vanessa stared at it, before shakily putting out her hand, praying to GOD it wasn't sweaty as she grasped his hand. The moment her hand touched his, it felt as though electricity traveled up her arm, making her take a sharp intake of breath. His hands were cold. Ice cold. Her eyes widened at his firm grip, staring at their hands as she wondered what that was. It had to be a shock from how cold his hands were...had to be. Of course he had cold hands. He was a doctor, duh.

Carlisle seemed to pause and she brought her green eyes up to him. His face was neutral, but she swore she saw curiosity flash across his face for moments.

Is it my imagination, or he holding onto my hand a little long? Maybe its just a foolish girl fantasy...yeah, that has to be it. Then again...he's STILL holding onto my hand...

After what felt like an eternity, he finally dropped her hand. She instantly brought it back to herself, rubbing the cold skin lightly.

"Well, have a good night," he said, regaining his smile.

"Oh – yes, you as well..." she murmured, quickly hurrying from the room.

Either she was insane, or...well, she was insane. She could swear she felt his eyes on her back all the way down the hallway until she turned the corner.

"It's her blood, Bella. That's why-"

Vanessa turned the corner, catching the end of what Edward was saying.

Who's blood? What the hell are they talking about?

"Is that why his eyes-"

"Bella, later," Edward said sharply as Vanessa walked up to them, Bella finally noticing she was approaching. Edward looked over at her, obviously having noticed much sooner than Bella.

Bella stared at her like a deer caught in headlights, while Edward was looking at her with a neutral expression.

"..."

"...You two are weird," Vanessa concluded, rolling her eyes at their tense expressions.

Bella laughed nervously, while Edward just watched intensely, a small smile gracing his face.

"Well...I'm leaving. See ya at home Bells!" Vanessa waved, walking out the door and shaking her head. Odd couple.

Quickly, she got inside her car, turning on the radio and leaning her head back, sighing as she closed her eyes. Her heart was still thumping from seeing the dreamy doctor. What's worse was she had to see him again only tomorrow. Not to mention, she had to eat in front of him...why didn't they just take her out back and shoot her? In her current frame of mind, that was asking a lot. What if she pretended to be ill? Knowing Bella, and her luck, she'd just get the Dr. Sex on legs to come and check her out...and conclude she was faking it. That would be worse.

"Damn..." she muttered as she listened to, 'Giving In' by Adema. She pulled the car out of the parking lot, frowning. She sat there for at least five minutes and she didn't see Edward or Bella come out. Maybe they had to use the bathroom or something? Shrugging it off, she pulled out and towards Bella's house.

After a short drive, she pulled into her driveway. Yawning and seeing it was already four in the morning, she got out of her car and quickly went inside.

Going in Bella's room, she closed the door behind her and kicked off her bedroom shoes. She climbed under the covers, waiting for Bella to come home. Maybe they could have one of their late night conversations in bed. Those were always the best. Just laying in the dark, talking about everything under the sun. As she waited, her eyes felt heavy. Groaning, she finally fell into unconsciousness.