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Carlisle

"Esme, I have to get home. Something is wrong with Sophie."

"I know, Carlisle. I already signed you out. Go now." Esme was my favorite night shift nurse. She always understood me.

I rushed out to my car, and sped home. It took me four minutes longer than I wanted, and I fumbled with the lock on the front door, dropping my keys several times until I was able to unlock the door.

I could hear Sophia crying upstairs, in what sounded like, my bedroom.

"Daddy's here, sweet one," I called up the stairs.

Emmett stormed out of my room as I reached the top of the stairs, and into his, shutting his door behind him. I started to go to him, but my little Sophia called my name again.

I rushed to my room wehre I saw Jazz leaning against my dresser, his face confused. Edward was on my bed, with my red-faced princess - clutching at him - in his lap.

"Sopapilla," He told her, pulling her arms away from him, "Look, daddy's here."

She didn't move in his lap.

"What happened, Jasper?" I asked as I pulled my lab coat off and put a sweatshirt on.

"I don't know, dad. Ed was putting her to bed, and she got scared I guess. She doesn't want to touch Em or I, just Edward. She was screaming for you for five minutes before we called. Emmett is mad that it isn't him that she wants."

"Go talk to him, Jasper. Calm him down." I stepped closer to her, "Sopa?"

She squinted threw her tears. Edward stood and carefully put her in my arms, then followed his brother out.

I laid her down on my bed, then lay next to her. "Sophie, baby. What is it, honey?" I asked as I softly played with her curls.

She just lay next to me for several minutes, calming herself down.

"Daddy," She whispered.

"I'm here," I kissed her head.

"Daddy," She sniffled.

I kissed her curls again before answering, "Shh, shh, sweetie." I cooed in her ear.

"Daddy!" She yelled.

"Shh, Sopa, shh." I rubbed her back while humming Tanya's lullaby. And she finally drifted off to sleep.

Emmett

"Jazz and Edward have work," Dad reminded me. "And I have to run some errands. You'll be ok?"

"It'll be fine, Dad." It had been a week since her panic attack. We never found out what triggered it. "How about we go downtown for lunch, Sopa?"

She nodded her head then went to put her shoes on. Jasper and Edward had already left, and dad was going to leave at the same time we did. She climbed into my jeep and pushed her Hannah Montana CD into the player. I smiled as it started to play and she sang along. Such a spoiled princess. My phone rang, and startled her. I laughed as I answered it.

"Hello?"

"You better be there on time, Cullen."

"I'll be there, Jared."

"Alone." He ordered.

"My sister has to be with me, she's six, she wont understand." I practically begged.

"You better hope she wont, Cullen."

The line went dead; I looked over at my still singing sister…

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