Part 1 Carlisle's POV

It was a busy morning at the hospital, patients were coming and going. I was walking down the corridor to see my next patient. I turned a left and saw a girl who looked in pain sitting with her parents; I then noticed her leg which was most likely broken.

I approached the girl and her parents. "Hello I'm Dr. Cullen", I said with a comforting smile across my face. "Hello Doctor this is my daughter Esme Platt, she had a terrible accident." "She fell out of the tree she was climbing, we think that she has a broken leg," her father explained. "I see" was my only reply. "Mr. and Mrs. Platt can I please examine Esme in the other room." "Yes of coarse doctor," Mrs. Platt answered.

Mr. Platt carried Esme behind me and followed into the room. He sat Esme down onto a chair and was very mindful of her injured leg. I examined Esme's leg, "Just as I thought Esme's leg is definitely broken I will have to reset the bone, Mr. and Mrs. Platt feel free to go get a snack or coffee and return, by then the plaster should be dry." I said in a serious tone. "Sounds good" Mr. Platt replied. "Esme you will be ok here your father and I will be back soon", Mrs. Platt had told her daughter.

Her parents exited the room. Esme who still hadn't spoken a word looked up at me. I could tell that she'd been crying after the horrific accident. "Now Miss Platt", "Please call me Esme" she interrupted me. "Sure" I answered. "Now Esme I'm sorry to say that I have to set the bone back into place and this will be quite painful." "Ok", she said in a sad whisper. "Ok are you ready Esme?" "Yes", she whispered again. I set the bone back into place as a pained cry came from Esme; I hated to see this beautiful girl in pain. "I'm so sorry Esme", I said apologetically. "That's ok", Esme said between sobs.

"Now that the bone is in place I will go get the supplies I need, so I can put plaster on your leg." She didn't look up. "I can assure you the worst part is over", I smiled and exited the room to get the supplies, and I knew that the worst part hadn't even begun.

I entered the room to notice that Esme was looking up at me with tear-stained cheeks. "Once again Miss Platt, Esme", I corrected. "I am truly sorry for the pain that you have suffered today", I explained. "It's not your fault", she said with a weak smile on her face.

I walked over to her with the supplies. I started to work on her leg and started a conversation. "I am not meaning to be rude but what were you doing in a tree; I'd thought that you would be too old to be climbing a tree." "I like to climb trees to have a quite, calm place to think", she replied. I could tell that she was different from other people; she is loves and cares about everyone close to her. "Doctor you know my name may I know yours?" Esme asked. I was a bit shocked by the question. "My name is Carlisle, Carlisle Cullen" I replied with a smile.

I finished with the cast, I stood up just as her parents walked in. "All finished Mr. and Mrs. Platt." I handed Esme some crutches. "Thank you so much doctor." Both parents said. Esme and her parents left the room and the worst part had begun how I did not know if I would see Esme again.

I finished the day at the hospital and finally had to go home for a rest. I hated leaving since I didn't need to rest, there was so many lives I could be saving but no I had to act human otherwise people would get suspicious.

I walked home in the dark; it was easy to see where I was going with the improved sight that came with being a vampire. I walked human speed home I was lost in thought. The only thing on my mind was Esme Platt, I knew it was wrong Esme had a whole life in front of her and would get older and marry a lucky man, since I was a vampire I could have many thoughts at once but all of them was to do with Esme. I shook my head to clear my mind, that's when I realised that I should move on. Move away and start a new job at another hospital. I would have to move soon anyway since I don't age.

I looked around; there were no witnesses so I decided to run the rest of way home I still couldn't get Esme off my mind. I thought over our conversation in the hospital over and over again. I reached my house and I felt lonely at least at the hospital i could talk to other doctors about medical things.

I couldn't stop thinking about Esme hoping that she was thinking of me but I realised that what I was thinking was wrong and that leaving was better for safety. I must move on but Esme would always be in my mind.