Hello again! I have a grand total of two readers (I think) - thanks so much for reading! Anyhow, I got all excited so here's the second installment. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: SM owns Twilight, and I own Angel. Let credit be given where due :)


Chapter 2 – Revelations

My regrets are few.

I get wherever I'm going. I get whatever what I need.

-"Help, I'm Alive", Metric

CARLISLE

The nurse informed me of the new arrival; a misfortunate gym student who was new in town.

I had not been observant enough; Bella's change into a vampire and Renesmee had kept me pre-occupied for the past few weeks. Renesmee's growth worried me.

It was too fast, and showed minimal signs of slowing down. Her gift of communication helped a lot in understanding what she needed, but I needed more information as to what she was. Thankfully, the treaty situation with the Quileute tribe had been resolved. After Jacob took off, Sam Uley had approached us, asking for an update of Renesmee. I carefully divulged to him the information we had gathered thusfar. After meeting her and confirming that she was not venomous, the wolves determined that she was not a threat. Moreover, they were quite taken with Renesmee's adorable nature.

Bella, on the other hand, was living her new life as a vampire admirably.

I grabbed my prescription pad and closed my laptop. Enough research for one day; I had to go to attend to this new patient. Angel Fan.

I walked into the patient consultation room and froze.

The smell.

Horror flitted across my face as the venom surged into my mouth. I looked at her. Her almond brown eyes were open wide in admiration.

I had not been this tempted in centuries.

It was too easy-I could have just taken her right there with her compliance and then tell the nurse that she had been fine and that I let her leave through an alternative exit.

Oh lord no.

I abruptly made a 180, closed the door and stood in the hallway for a while, steeling my resolve to not kill my patient.

I was unable to even refer her to another doctor, one that would not try to eat her. I was the only one working this shift.

"Oh heavens," I prayed silently, "do not allow me to kill her."

It had been centuries of desensitization to blood that allowed me to dare become a doctor. How could one girl have torn down my resolve just like that?

Unless...unless she was to me what Bella was to Edward. La tua cantante. Her blood sang for me.

Irrelevant. I would not kill her.

I briskly walked outside, filled my lungs with the autumn air, and then pushed myself back into the room with her. I smiled and made an excuse for my previous flighty entrance.

She just nodded and stared at me in awe. I could have told her that Michael Jackson was reincarnated into caviar and it would not have made a difference.

She was making it more difficult for me to keep her alive. I asked her about her ankle. She appeared to have forgotten about that appendage of hers, and finally managed to stutter out an answer,

"I-I uhm...I think I sprained it in a fall." She said slowly, wafting her scent over to me. I fidgeted to cover up for the fact that I refused to breathe. I smiled at her and asked to examine her ankle. She silently nodded in disbelief. I tended to her tender skin while asking where it hurt.

I determined that an x-ray was best, and told the nurse to take care of the procedure. I then fled to the local coffee store, making myself seen and accountable.

So that I could not go back and drink her sweet blood.

After exactly 1728 seconds of making conversation with the familiar locals and pretending to drink coffee, my pager beeped. The nurse was done and the x-rays were developed. I excused myself and walked back into the jaws of temptation.

ANGEL

Oh. My. God. My heart was still fluttering from the time I spent with Dr. Cullen. He was sooo beautiful, it was ethereal. I've heard of hot doctors, but oh man, he definitely topped that list.

I scolded myself to calm down and not act like such a reverse-pedophile freak. The dude was probably in his 30's and happily married to some unbelievably lucky lady. Maybe it was Megan Fox. No, he was way beyond her league. Dammit! I had to stop thinking of him already!

The nurse had already finished taking x-rays of my ankle and had disappeared into some other room, leaving nothing to distract me from my foolish thoughts. I grimaced as another jolt of pain scampered up my leg. Never mind, my ankle was distraction enough.

Mmm, the way he had caressed my ankle with his cold, beautiful hands..

Wait. Cold? Why in the hell were they cold? He didn't seem stressed out or nervous to me...maybe I had imagined it? No. I know what I felt. I wasn't obtuse enough to mistake body temperature for cold ice.

Maybe it was because my ankle was swollen...that was why his hands felt cold.

Yeahh, that must be it.

My brain sighed dreamily as it replayed those 3 minutes in heaven with Dr. Cullen. And then I mentally slapped myself and then tried to wiggle my ankle, causing the nerves to go haywire and take my brain's full attention off of him.

Seriously! I had to stop thinking that way. There were much more practical things to think about, like my scholarship application and which university I wanted to apply into.

The nurse came back into the room and told me that Dr. Cullen would be back shortly with the results. I mentally braced myself for the onslaught of handsomeness that would ensue.

Sure enough, he waltzed into the room with the world's luckiest file tucked under his arm. I preoccupied myself with running through the list of 50 states in alphabetical order as I stared at my ankle and tried to force my periphery into blindness. Goddamnit, why did he have to be so beautiful?

Arizona, Arkansas, California...

"So I have your results here." His voice crooned as he approached me,

"Oh, that's great." I smiled at my ankle. Colorado, Connecticut, Delaware...

"There appears to be a small hairline fracture just along your fibula, and I believe that you may have strained a few of the surrounding tendons and ligaments." I caught his fragrance; dew on roses. I must have been delirious,

"Okay, so how should I care for my ankle during the next few weeks?" I was still staring intently at the object of our discussion. Florida, Georgia, Idaho-no wait, Hawaii, then Idaho...

"There are crutches available through the hospital. I advise you to not put any weight on your ankle for at least 2 weeks. I am writing you a prescription for ibuprofen. This should help with the pain and reduce the swelling. You might also want to try ice compressions every 20 minutes for the next few hours."

My eyes disobeyed me and roamed over to his hunched figure scribbling on the prescription pad. So gorgeous...He turned to face me.

Shit.

He flashed the most dazzling smile in the history of Hollywood and went on,

"If you have any other concerns or questions during the next few weeks, don't hesitate to contact me."

Yeah, as if I needed the invitation. Then a streak of ingeniousness hit me. I directed my eyes back to my ankle in order to speak coherently.

"Actually Dr. Cullen, I'm currently a senior at Forks High, and I'm extremely interested in medicine at the moment. I was hoping to be able to conduct a job shadow with one of the physicians in the area. Would you be willing to take me under your wing for a few days and show me the different aspects of your work here in the hospital?" I couldn't believe how shameless my request was. I looked at him again. His face was blank. I dropped my hopeful expression and reverted back to my stone mask. The seconds ticked by,

"Uhmm, or if you could refer me to anyone else?"

His expression softened as he replied,

"Unfortunately, Angel, I have numerous commitments at the moment, and am unable to accept your request. However, perhaps in the future?" He looked genuine enough. I smiled,

"Okay, sounds great. Thanks!" I snatched the prescription and grazed his hand by accident.

I froze for half a second as my brain reconfirmed that his hands were indeed ice cold. Then I hobbled out of the room as fast as I could.

Rejection served with a side dish of pity sucks.


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