Title: At First Sight
Pairing:
Carlisle/Esme
Summary: A story about a certain girl and a certain doctor when they first met in Ohio 1911.
Disclamer: As you probably know, Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, Carlisle and Esme. :D 3 I just borrow them for this fic.
Notes: English is not my first language so there might be plenty of grammar errors. Also I have never broken my leg (fortunately) so I don't actually know anything about how that kind of injuries are healed. I try to use google for help but there might still be bigbig mistakes. :o :DD


Columbus, Ohio

Tuesday, June 6th 1911

Sixteen years old Esme Anne Platt hadn't ever felt herself so stupid. She didn't have to prove herself to anyone so why had she climbed up a tree when she knew she was too old and too heavy to climb up. Of course the branch snapped under her weight and she fell down. She couldn't remember ever been in so much pain than she had been after the fall. Her friend Elizabeth brought help and thankfully their neighbour had driven her to hospital. Her parents were probably on their way. Esme bit her lip. She wasn't sure if she wanted to see them. They would be furious with her stupidity and childishness.

A nurse walked towards her and smiled: "Your doctor will be here soon."

Esme sighed. She had heard that before. She closed her eyes and tried to vanish the pain. It didn't work so well. Somewhere a door opened and Esme hoped this was the doctor finally. She wanted to go home.

Esme opened her eyes and saw a face of an angel. A doctor, about 25 years old, walked closer to her bed. Esme bit back a gasp. The doctor was blonde haired and very beautiful. His facial features were perfect as was his body. He was tall and slight but muscular. He was the most stunning man Esme had ever seen. His skin was pale white but it suited him. He was in every way perfect. Esme's heart beat a little bit faster when he walked to her.

"Miss Platt?" He said smiling.

His voice was melodic and it was the most beautiful sound Esme had ever heard. Esme realised she was staring and blushed furiously. She finally gathered herself and stuttered out: "P-please call me Esme."

The angel-looking man smiled and his golden eyes twinkled: "Well Esme, I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen. Now let's see how your leg is doing?"

Esme looked at Dr. Cullen, not really paying attention on what the man was doing. He was just so gorgeous that she couldn't look away. His hands were ice cold but his touch was so gentle. Despite his gentle and soft touch she hissed when he touched a sore spot. He immediately pulled back, leaving a tingling feeling behind. She wished she had been able to shut herself up.

"I'm sorry", he apologised, "do you want something for the pain?"

Esme didn't say anything. The truth was that she was in pain and his leg hurt really badly but he didn't want medicine to cloud her mind. She wanted to be able to see him clearly every second he spent with her. She blushed again. Where had this crush came so fast? Then she looked at the man and snorted. Who wouldn't have a crush on him. Soon she realised she hadn't answered to his question.

"No, I'm fine." Esme said but she was sure his beautiful topaz eyes could see she was lying.

If he did, he didn't say anything. He gave her a smile and said: "You're very brave girl, Esme, but there is no need for you to suffer when I can give you something to kill the pain."

"It's okay." Esme said again and tried to smile reassuringly.

left it there and turned to look at his papers: "Your leg is probably broken but I would like to take an x-ray to be sure."

Esme tensed and he seemed to notice it. Dr. Cullen put a hand over her arm and squeezed it calmingly: "You don't have to be afraid of x-raying. It's very simple operation and will be over before you even notice."

His words calmed her and she nodded. She felt like she was perfectly safe with him.

Much later she realised that he had been right. X-rays were nothing to be afraid of. Dr. Cullen had been right, her leg was broken. Typical luck. But she wasn't sad about it really if it meant she could stay in here with him. She blushed to her thoughts again. She didn't understand why he was so appealing to her. He was older than she was and a man with his looks was probably married and probably had kids. Esme tried to remember if she had seen a ring. She couldn't remember.

"Miss Platt." His melodic voice pulled her from her thoughts. She was about to correct him but he was faster than she was: "Esme."

Esme smiled. Dr. Cullen wrote something down and then looked up at her again. His golden eyes looked darker than they had been earlier. Esme flushed. Dr. Cullen didn't seem to notice it. When he was finished with his notes he looked up again.

He smiled and asked: "Can I ask how you managed to break your leg?"

Esme blushed furiously. She didn't want to tell this to him but he was a doctor and probably needed to know. She looked down: "I fell from a tree. My friend said I wouldn't dare to climb up!"

Dr. Cullen chuckled at the tone of her voice. His laugh seemed to calm Esme down and suddenly the girl wasn't so embarrassed about it anymore. He looked down and wrote something to his clipboard again. Esme found herself staring at him again. He was so different than any other man she had ever met and he definitely was different than stupid Charles Evenson who kept stalking her. She forced the thought of Evenson away from her so she could concentrate on the doctor again.

Dr. Cullen looked up again: "We need to cast your leg. We'll put the cast today and if everything goes well, you'll be out of here by the end of week and on your feet in no time."

"Thank you." Esme said.

She was smiling inside. She could stay a little while longer. She had never thought someone could be so happy about having to stay in hospital but she was. She didn't have to let him go yet. Dr. Cullen squeezed her arm again and told her he would be back soon. Esme looked after him. She noticed how every woman in the room shot admiring glances towards him. Suddenly she felt jealous. She didn't want to share her doctor with them. Then jealousy left and she smiled. He had promised to come back for her.


Wednesday, June 7th 1911 is coming up soon! :)