Carlisle's POV

"Shoot" Bella muttered as a single drop of blood emerged from the small cut she had just given herself.

The reaction was instantaneous. Jasper lunged hungrily at Bella. The calm atmosphere that had been coming off of Jasper in waves evaporated instantly, and for a split second I feared the worst. Luckily, Edward anticipated Jasper's reaction and rammed himself into Jasper, bellowing "No!" At the same time, he threw Bella backwards, causing the plates and glass to shatter. Edward continued to wrestle Jasper, narrowly avoiding Jasper's teeth as he gnashed them together menacingly. Jasper snarled hungrily, his eyes focused on Bella. Emmett grabbed Jasper from behind but I knew it was too late. The warm scent of Bella's blood filled the room, causing every member of my family to become tense.

My doctoring instincts took over immediately. I could smell Bella's blood as clearly as anyone else, but the scent had little appeal to me. Years of practice had ensured that I was able to keep my head. I wish the same could be said for the rest of the Cullens.

"Emmett, Rose, get Jasper outside" I said in what I knew was a calm and authoritative voice. I could hear them obeying, although my eyes never left Bella. Once Jasper was safely out of the house, Edward turned to Bella, crouching defensively over her. I sighed internally; he wasn't going to make this easy for himself, was he?

"Let me by Edward," I said, using the same tone I had earlier. He paused momentarily, deliberating, before relenting and stepping aside. I began examining Bella's wounds, noting with relief that they weren't dangerously deep. Bella appeared to be going into shock, but that was to be expected.

"Here, Carlisle," Alice said from behind, handing me a towel. I could hear that her voice was strained from the effort of controlling her blood lust, but, unlike Edward, I trusted her to leave if it got to be too much for her to handle.

I shook my head, "Too much glass in the wound." I locked eyes with Bella with what I hoped was a comforting stare, trying to calm her down and reduce her rapid heartbeat. It was beating furiously in her chest, causing her to lose more blood every second. "Bella," I said as gently as I could," Do you want me to drive you to the hospital, or would you like me to take care of it here?"

"Here, please," she whimpered

"I'll get your bag," Alice said, too quickly. She was probably relieved to be able to gain a bit of distance from Bella's continuously bleeding wound.

"Let's get her to the kitchen table" I said to Edward

As Edward lifted Bella I studied his face, trying to measure his self control. All the while, I murmured small comforts to Bella, making sure she was responding normally and that the shock hadn't become too severe. Edward's face was whiter than usual, and it was completely expressionless. I could tell he was struggling immensely. I listened for his breathing and heard none. Every muscle in his body was tense and his mouth was pressed firmly together. Even Bella knew that his control was slipping and I listened as she tried in vain to convince him to leave.

"Edward, you may as well go find Jasper before he gets too far. I'm sure he's upset with himself, and I doubt he'll listen to anyone but you right now." I said reasonably as I began to work on Bella's arm.

Bella quickly agreed, as did Alice. His eyes narrowed, slightly resembling that of an animal that has been backed into a corner. After a moment, though, his resolve wavered and he dashed out of the kitchen. I breathed a sigh of relief. With Edward out of the picture, I could focus on healing Bella. The incident had passed and, this time, Bella had made it out alive.