The characters belong to Stephenie Meyer but the plot is entirely mine.

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Out of Control

Genre: Drama/Romance

Rated: M

Character: Edward & Bella

Summary:

In Forks General Hospital, racing from life and death situations to the lustful fireworks between Dr Swan & Dr Masen...everything is out of control. Dangerous circumstances bring them together; will it make them apart too?

"There is nothing between us" he replied solemnly.

"I wish" she whispered.

Rated M for lemony goodness ;)

Chapter 1

"I have got this crushing pain in my chest… I hope to God it's not a heart attack!" Alice exclaimed.

"What happened, sweetie?" Rosalie cooed.

"Have you seen Jasper Whitlock? Oh Jesus, I swear that guy is a Doppler radar. Each time he's near me, he sends this weird vibration inside of me and my heart starts to move in frenzy."
Rosalie rolled her eyes and Bella burst into roars of laughter.

It was one pm in the afternoon and they were sitting at an Italian restaurant which was at the corner across from the Forks General Hospital. It was a daily routine for the women to meet at the restaurant during their lunch break, usually spending their time immersed in hospital tittle-tattle and complaining about their annoying patients. But today, it was different from all other days, not because the sun had managed to peek out of the gloomy clouds, but the short spiky haired intern's eyes had fallen upon a certain Jasper Whitlock.

"He must be some guy, to make a doctor forget biology. Humans cannot send microwave pulses into a body and your heart never moves in frenzy, it only beats 72 beats per minute." Rosalie winked, seemingly impressed with her own answer. Alice stuck her tongue out and Bella nodded, agreeing with Rosalie.

"Well, then I must tell you Alice, you have picked the wrong guy," Bella quipped, raising her hands above her head as a sign of surrender. At this, Alice raised her eyebrows and motioned her hand for Bella to continue. Bella chewed the meatballs and sipped a glass of water before continuing.

"This Whitlock guy is volunteering me in the surgery classes with Dr Caius. He is a total Casanova, flirting and charming ladies wherever he goes. I didn't take him as a threat until he decided to ask me out."

Alice gasped at this and Rosalie eyes widened.

"He asked you out? When? How? Where?" Alice bounced in her seat, firing questions at Bella left, right and centre. Bella sighed and then replied, "He randomly asked me if I wanted to have sex with him. He was so straightforward about it that I swear if I was not in the confines of the hospital property, I would have punched him in the face."

"Jesus, Mary, Joseph!" Alice cried out.

"You say he is a threat?" Rosalie furrowed her perfectly waxed brows. "Why, though?"

"I have a feeling that the guy is up to something. There must be a reason behind it," Bella answered. She tapped her index finger on her chin and her eyes had a faraway look as she tried to reason her intuitions. Although Bella had often got offers before, there was something about Jasper Whitlock that was very suspicious. Yes, he was young, good looking and quite the eye candy, and Bella might have accepted his offer too, but she was afraid of getting STD. Apparently, the guy had slept with half of the female population in Forks General.

Bella Swan, Rosalie Hale and Alice Brandon were interns at the Forks General Hospital. They were beauty with brains and they didn't deny it, nor did half a dozen males who sat at the restaurant, gaping at them, admiring their beauty. They had different interests, different choices, different perspectives of the world around them, and yet, there was one thing that had bond them together—the dream to be a successful doctor.

"I wish I was in cardio instead of internal medicine." Alice pouted. "Then I would have jumped on him, unlike Bella. Though I am happy you denied," Alice chimed mischievously.
"You are such a horny bitch!" Rosalie smacked her in the back and they all laughed maniacally.

"Excuse me, but I am better than our Bella here." Alice smirked at Bella and she looked back at her incredulously.

"Ask her what she was doing in the men's dressing room this morning." Alice giggled and Bella choked on air. Oh no this is so humiliating, Bella thought. Rosalie's mouth hung open and she gaped at Bella amusingly. Bella blushed furiously under the scrutiny of her two friends, and they misunderstood her embarrassment as her dirty little secret.

"You have got to be kidding me!" Rosalie exclaimed. "Women, you have been offered to get laid, and this morning you were hiding at the men's dressing room for a strip show, and I get all of this news now?"

"Yeah, Bella. We are thoroughly disappointed with you. You didn't even offer us ticket to the show," Alice whined and then high-fived Rosalie. Bella glared at both of them and then flicked their ears which gained her an Oww.

"You both are horny bitches who desperately need to get laid!" Bella spat and then shook her head. At her outburst all the eyes of men in the room moved to them. Some were even gesturing that they were free for the offer. The three ladies joined into laughter again.
"I was paged by Dr. Caius this morning. It was an emergency and so I was in a hurry to get changed and didn't realize, until I opened the door, that I was in the men's dressing room. God! It was so embarrassing. Some of them were half naked and there was one blond guy who was...totally naked." The image of his morning wood was still floating behind Bella's eyes, and she knew she would never be able to look at the guy on the face without letting that image to pop up.

But it was not that image that was bothering her. It was a certain shirtless man with thin rimmed glass and jade eyes that had caught her attention. However, she didn't feel comfortable enough to share that piece of information with her friends.

When she realized that she had entered the men's dressing room in a hurry, she was flustered and her cheeks were colored scarlet with embarrassment. With her eyes wide open and mouth agape, she looked like a deer caught in the spotlight. She was snapped back from her trance by a voice behind her back. Bella was startled and instantly jumped, which had made her fall on top of the owner of the voice. His hands had securely wrapped around her waist to stop her from fumbling backward. Bella felt her hands pressing to strong chiseled white washed abs and was welcomed by a pleasant masculine aroma. She felt a certain urge to bury herself in the crook of his neck and breathe his scent in.

But the thought left her mind as soon as the beautiful curved lips had asked "Are you okay, Miss?"

The scent of mint washed over her face as he spoke. She blinked her eyes and finally looked up at the man holding her to his naked chest.

All air left her stomach when she was eye-to-eye with him.

His green eyes behind the thin glasses and the unusual bronze back- brushed hair were all too familiar to her. It was because he was her crush from the first year internship in FGH. The first time she had seen him, he was performing a surgery in the ER. She was momentarily dazed by his skills. He was efficient and definitely knew what he was supposed to be doing in an ER. Bella was not the only one though; the other interns were also present there, watching his every move. But while they watched his hands professionally work upon the patient's body that was bound with leather straps, Bella admired each and every detail of his posture. She analyzed how his brow furrowed in concentration, or when he tapped his feet as the helpers handed him the surgical instruments. The way his long slender fingers held the needles or the strain in his biceps that was visible through the blue scrubs when he worked with the surgical scissors or scalpels. By the end of surgery, Bella realized that she had not paid attention to any of Dr. Caius discussions and she had to take off immediately for a cold shower to lessen the ache between her legs.

It was like a Christmas morning for Bella: to find herself wrapped around him in the dressing room. His eyes searched through her form for any injuries and his hand held her wrist to check her beating pulse. Bella immediately stood upright, flustered by his mere presence. She was sure her cheeks were blazing red, as if adrift in the snow. It was sharp contrast to her skin that felt very warm in the places he had touched.

"S-sorry," Bella mumbled and gushed out of the room without even glancing back at the very confused and intrigued green eyed doctor.

That night Bella couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned in her warm cozy bed and thought about her encounter with him. Each time she thought about it, the more she wished she had said something. He had been so nice to her, asking her about her health and in return all she ever did was ogle him with her eyes and mumbled an apologize. She was extremely disappointed with herself.

Bella knew who he was of course.

He was Dr. Edward Masen – young, competent and one of the best surgeons in Forks. Dr. Caius had given all of interns enough knowledge about his accomplishments—let it be elective, exploratory, and reconstructive or laser surgery, he had done them all in his 25 years.

"He is a liability to the hospital," were Dr Caius exact words and Bella couldn't agree more. Therefore it came as a shock to the interns when Dr. Caius had proposed an opportunity for them to work with Dr. Masen. There were certain conditions though. One being the regular rule to gather 50 points by the end of current month and the toughest one was to be on call for 36 hours. Most of the interns have denied the opportunity after they came to know about the latter condition, however Bella didn't sit back. She was determined to win 50 points and even agreed to work for 36 hours if she would be able perform a surgery with Dr. Masen.
It would be like a dream come true for Bella. Her first surgery and with none other than Dr. Masen himself, she sighed. For the next few days, Bella worked continuously. It was immensely tiring, and irritating too, when she would be paged at 3 am in the morning to attend patients suffering from trivial headache. After midnight she was allowed to rest in a small room in the 3rd floor, which looked more like a cage. It consisted of a tiny bed that Bella thought was borrowed from the children ward, a table beside the bed that had a jug of water, snacks and a red telephone.

It was a certain Wednesday, when Bella was sound asleep in her on-call room. Her body was tired with utter exhaustion; her legs were limb from the numerous circles she had run during the evening shift. But the sleep couldn't last long when the 'bring bring' sound of the land phone rang in her ears. Sleepily, she picked up the phone.

"Dr. Isabella Swan," A male voice answered.

Silence.

"Hello… Hello?" Bella spoke. She could hear breathing at the other end of the line. And then there was a click.

Bella lay awake for the rest of the night.

Later that week, she was paged in the middle of the night for an emergency in Room 306, which was in the 7th floor. She ran through the staircase, since the elevator was closed during the night. She flew open the door to Room 306 and groaned.
It was the Storage Room.

"Either I am paranoid, or someone is playing jokes with me," she explained to Rosalie and Alice one afternoon, at the nearby Bistro.

"Can you think of anyone who would do this?" Rosalie said.

Bella shrugged. There were so many doctors and patients in Forks General hospital. Who could do such a thing?

"It could be someone who doesn't want you to win the 50 points!" Alice exclaimed.
Bella's eyes widened. Suddenly everything fell into pieces. Someone out there was hell bent to distract Bella from on-call duty. That someone was giving blank calls and sending wrong pages to her so that she would get mad at one point and then drop out the opportunity. But the question was: who was that someone?

Of course it had to be someone who was also volunteering for the surgery. Bella finally decided that she had to know who this person was. So, on Saturday, she planned a scheme that would lead her to the name of the unknown stranger. On Tuesday night, she hunted through her sea of clothes until she found what she was looking for. It was safely tucked away in a black polyethylene bag. She untied the bag and found the black low cut dress staring back at her. She grinned at it and silently thanked her mother for the outfit she had gifted her the last Christmas.

The next day, she stood in front of the room length mirror in her bedroom and admired herself. The dress fit her body like a magnet and emphasized every details of her slender figure, but the sexiest part of the dress was its neckline. It was so low that if she bent even a bit, the tops of her perfectly natural round breasts were clearly visible to anyone in front of her. For times like this, she was truly thankful that she was a woman. She gave her makeup a last touch and then draped the white lab coat over her dress. And then she was all set for the plan.

"Jake, will you not do this for me?" Bella bit her lips seductively and looked at him from under her eyelashes. She had done the trick before and knew it would work like magic.
Jake groaned a bit and then sulked. "This is confidential, sweetheart."
Bella spread her arms in front of the desk and clutched her hands at edge. She knew this position would show him ample lot of cleavage, and she was proven right when Jake's eyes widened at the sight before him. Bella saw him gulp loudly and she did a victory dance from inside.

"Of course. Nothing is confidential for you," Jacob corrected with a sly grin.
Bella smirked.

"This will take some time though, but I will send you a print out of the list of received calls by the end of the day."

"Thank you so much, honey." Bella winked at him and sent him a flying kiss. And it was enough to make Jacob's heart swell for the rest of the day.

It's amazing what a dress can do...Bella thought mischievously as she swayed her hips seductively and made her way back to work.

But what Bella didn't know was that, almost 15 feet away, a young and handsome doctor was watching her. His eagle eyes watched his prey from far behind as his fingers twitched to feel every curve of her voluptuous figure. He imagined her naked and sprawled out on his bed waiting for him. He sucked his bottom lip and imagined her taste in the tip of his tongue. The mere thought made all the blood run to his hard and growing arousal. I am waiting for you, Bella, he whispered.

Bella made rounds with one of the volunteers named Bree, during morning hours. Even though she was engrossed in her work, in the back of her head she was dying with anticipation. She found herself judging all other interns in the process.

There were so many of them—Jessica, Lauren, James, Seth, Leah, Paul, Victoria and...Jasper.
The wheels started to turn in her head.
Jasper Whitlock. Of course!

Why hadn't she thought of him? Bella had been suspicious of Jasper from the very start. She knew he was a threat all along. She remembered the time he had asked her out, and suddenly all made sense. He knew Bella was his competition, and the only way to win the 50 points was by eliminating her. He had asked her out so that she would be trapped in his charm while he would win surgery with Dr. Masen easily.

Like it will ever happen, Bella thought.

Later in the evening when Jacob handed Bella the print out, she was absolutely sure that it was Jasper Whitlock. But what she found made her world turn upside down.
The list contained all the numbers of the phones from which calls were made to the on-call room. There was also the room numbers listed beside the numbers which made her work easier. Her fingers scrolled through the list of digits until it came to rest on one in particular.
Few numbers were repetitive except one.

The call was made twice in 2 consecutive weeks on Wednesday from Room 312. Bella knew right then that it was the number that she needed. She checked the room number again and the next moment she was in the elevator pressing down on the 7th floor button. A sense of déjà vu came to her as she remembered being paged to attend an emergency in Room 306 which turned out to be a Store Room. Room 306 was also on the 7th floor, in fact, just the opposite of Room 312.

Bella took in a sharp intake of breathe before knocking twice on the door.

"Come in."

She turned the knob of the door and then finally stepped in. The room was dark, except from the dim glow from the table lamp on the desk. She could make out the silhouette of a man sitting on the arm chair, his back was facing her.

"I see you have found me," the man said, chuckling darkly.

Bella was fuming with anger now, but there was a small part inside her that was also afraid of the man sitting on that chair. She felt terrified because this man knew her, he knew her every move and here she knew nothing about him. Bella knew for sure that this wasn't Jasper, since his hair did not look red in the light like the man in front. Jasper was a blond, after all. The only one in the hospital with unusual copper brown hair was…

She gasped. "Dr. Masen," Bella whispered timidly.

"You have kept me waiting for too long." He turned his chair and was face to face with Bella. Bella couldn't believe her eyes. Edward Masen was behind all of this?

Edward stood up from his chair and made his way towards a very shocked Bella.

"I have been keeping an eye on you."

Bella looked up at him, her breathe hitched to find him staring at her intently.

"Why, Dr Masen?" Bella asked in a small voice.

"Don't call me that. I am only Edward for you," he whispered, before taking her hands in his and placing a small tender kiss on the upside of her palm. It made Bella shudder.
Edward grinned."How are you getting along here?" he asked as he pressed his face in the silkiness of her mahogany hair. She is breathtaking, Edward thought as he inhaled her sweet flower scent. Bella could not form any words. She remembered all those sleepless nights her mind was invaded by this man, how all her dreams of his would leave her bothered and shouting for a release in the middle of the night. She had wanted to be this close to him ever since she first saw him. And now when all of it was coming true, she didn't know what to do.

"What are you doing?" Bella stuttered. Edward's lips were dangerously close to hers; she could feel his strong masculine and mint flavored scent on her face.

She exhaled. He inhaled.

They both shared their breaths. And it was the most erotic thing Bella had ever done.
"I know you have a lot of questions," Edward stated as he played with the thin strap of her black dress.

"This is a large hospital, Bella. And you could easily get lost. With so many people around here, I don't want you to be insignificant," Edward continued as his long fingers caressed her cheeks, and then trailed down her jaw, to finally rest on her neckline. Bella was paralyzed, not with fear, but shock. Shocks of electricity which sparked with strong desire.

She had a fair share of men in her life, yet nothing could be compared to what she felt right now. Her body had never reacted this way to anyone. Though she had dreamt of Edward more than she could ever count, her dreams were not this intense. All this without even reaching the first base, Bella thought. Her body shuddered with the thought of them together in her bed.

"Do you know what I mean?" Edward asked.

Bella said warily, "Not exactly."

Edward smiled crookedly and replied, "You are too pretty to be just another face in the crowd. If you want to get somewhere here, you need someone to help you. Someone who knows the ropes."

"And...you would like to help me?"

"Right." Edward grinned. He bared his shiny flossed teeth and asked, "Do you want me to help you?" Bella had no idea what help he was talking about. The conversation was getting more and more confusing.

Edward chuckled and then placed his big firm hands on her shoulder. "Why don't we discuss it at dinner?"

"I don't know." Bella said with uncertainty.

He leaned forward and kissed the corner of her mouth. It happened like the speed of light. Bella gasped with the contact of his lips.

"Have dinner with me tomorrow. Is 8 good?"

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