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EDWARD'S POV
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The frantic screams and commotion of the chaotic scene quickly faded as I ran out the hospital doors. The combined flavours of each and every human's blood in the room abruptly disappeared the second I stopped breathing. The confused and angry thoughts from my family became more and more distant as hit the forest, running. It wasn't like me to turn my back on a patient. Not once have I ever given up, ever ran away. No. I owed it to my patients, my family, myself, to not let who, what I am come between my work. But this one was different. Her scent overwhelmed me so completely I could no longer think, no longer remember who she was, who my family was, who I was. In that very second I smelt her blood I wanted nothing more than to drink it. To drain her entirely and lick clean every surface that precious, warm, delicious blood spilt upon.

Stop. Stop thinking like that right now Edward.

I tried to chastise myself for even letting the memory of her blood back into my brain but I couldn't help myself. No one's blood had every appealed to me as hers did. I had only come into contact, barely, with this woman for less than 3 seconds but the memory haunted me, tortured me, teased me. How would I ever go back? The embarrassment I felt for this little, slip, was too much to handle. What would Carlisle think? Nothing good I'm sure. One thing I know is that I cannot go back now. Not now when that woman is still there, still lying helplessly with that blood all over…

EDWARD! Remember who you are! What you've worked for! What we have all worked for! Don't ruin this for everyone.

I thought hard about what should happen now. What I should do. I could go back to the house and wait for the others to return. But facing them would be a lot to handle. What if they still smelt of her blood? No, going home tonight would not be the best idea. I thought more about where to go and how to explain what had happened to me that day while I hunted...quenched my thirst as much as I could.

*************************************************************************************CARLISLE'S POV
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It all happened so suddenly.

We were spending another typical day at the hospital.

Alice, I recall, was comforting a father whose daughter was undergoing surgery.

I didn't see Jasper but he must have been scurrying around helping nurses or finishing up on some paperwork. I really do feel bad for Jasper, as controlled as he is he is definitely having the hardest time out of all of us working here at the hospital. But here is where he wants to be. Helping and saving and doing what he can to not let the "monster" in him consume and take over.

Emmet and Rosalie were in surgery; OR 3 I believe giving a woman a new nose and some larger breasts.

I was with Esme delivering a beautiful baby boy.

That's when it happened.

Are pagers beeped and all seven of us rushed down to the ER to take in the new trauma patient. Things were frantic and chaotic as usual. Hospital staff running around with needles and wires and papers trying to help wherever the need may be. Screaming and crying and shouting of orders. Yes this was typical for the ER. But not for us Cullen's. We had a...special advantage you could say. As vampires our senses were hundreds of times better and more alert then the humans. So we could always get to the patient quickly and efficiently and more often than not, save a life.

This time it was a woman who came wheeling in through the ER doors. The poor thing was dripping in blood and had multiple fractures. I believe someone yelled something about a car accident. She would need a lot of work. And I knew just the person for the job.

Edward this one's for you son.

I spoke it silently in my mind knowing full well he would hear me. But he was nowhere in sight. As I lifted my head off the patient and to the scene around me, there were only four of my children present. And the one I was looking for was not one of them.

What on earth has happened now?

"ALICE! Gauze, now! Stop this bleeding immediately".

"Rosalie, book an OR, try to get her in as quick as possible".

Yelling these orders at human speed for the benefit of everyone else in the room was least to say annoying. Especially when trying to save someone's life. With a little irritation, I called out more commands.

"Emmet, contact her family. Anyone. Find out what happened and if there's anything I should know before surgery".

We all scattered in our different directions, thinking the same thing;

What had happened to Edward

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The ER was buzzing.

Fear, chaos, and screams were swirling around the room. But I, I was excited.

I loved being the person, well the one, to save a life. To give people that second chance that I never really had. It felt amazing, exhilarating to save a life.

I quickly ran to the nurse holding all the patients information.

"What happened?

I asked urgent, but enthusiastic.

"Seventeen year old girl, hit by a car in the student parking lot"

The nurse replied with utter boredom.

Ugh.

Ithought

I'll just handle this myself.

I snagged the clip bored from her and quickly grazed the rest of her information.

"ALICE! Gauze, now! Stop this bleeding immediately".

As soon as Carlisle shouted the order, I was beside the woman placing and pressing, trying my best to stop the blood flow.

Whoa this one has quite the scent.

I held my breath but continued, no big deal. I was used to being around blood this patient would not be any different. I wouldn't let it be. Only briefly did I realize Edward was no longer at the hospital.

He should be here, the boy practically lives in this hospital now wasn't the time to leave

I let the annoyance of my brother slip my mind…for now… and continued on with the patient.

I realized she was in more damage than I thought so I wheeled her to the private ER room where I could have a little more privacy, and work just a little quicker. I let out a giggle.

As I worked I whispered to my patient.

"I will be okay don't worry"

"I will do everything I can to save you, and so will my family"

"You really do have the best doctors working on you, you know"

I didn't have a vision about this patient or how things would turn out…yet. But I got a funny feeling about his one. Like we had a special connection. I did not want anything to happen to this one. I sped up my pace and got just a little more frantic in trying to clean her up.

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you Isabella".