"Well, if that wasn't awkward I don't know what is." Rosalie said, after the door shut behind the doctor.

"Tell me about it. I haven't seen him since he moved here, but judging by the stiffness on his shoulders, I'd say he's wound up tighter than an asshole. He seemed to know you, Bella. Do you know him?" Alice said, pouting as she sat on the counter.

"Err, no. I would remember if I ever met someone who looked like that." I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Hmm…" She said, narrowing her eyes at me before crossing her arms over her chest. She did this in order to try to look intimidating, but always ended up looking like a child ready to start a tantrum if she didn't get her way. Or as Emmett put it like Tinker Bell, foot stomping and all.

"Why does it feel like you're lying to us?" Rosalie asked, suspiciously.

"Because she totally is. Her nose twitches when she is lying. Like a bunny." Alice chirped, smirking at me.

"Well you stomp your foot like a Tinker Bell, soo…" I muttered, waiting for the onslaught that was coming.

"I do not!" She cried, stomping her stiletto heeled boot covered foot.

"Yeah, you sort of do, Alice, you just did it now." Rosalie said, rolling her eyes at Alice.

"Your one to talk, you blonde, pigheaded, airhead!" She yelled back, stomping her foot again.

"…and they've started again. God, why?" I muttered ,rolling my eyes at them, choosing to ignore them rather to contribute to their daily dialogue. They do this daily, checking guys out is normal, everyone does that. Now, checking to see who walks stiff and commenting on who needs to get action, that's normal- for them.

I had decided since the good doctor has a pair of the nicest green eyes I had ever laid me eyes on, that his name would be Dr. Green Eyes, I could of course go for Dr. Dreamy but is already taken, Mc Sexy instead of Mc Lovin. But I'll keep it simple. Dr. Green Eyes or Dr. Dreamy for short. I was startled out of my daydreaming when I heard two knocks on the door.

*knock* *knock*

"Miss. Swan, this is my assistant Tanya, she'll be aiding me on stitching your head back up on this evening." Dr. Green-Eyes said, gesturing to the tall, thin, leggy, with strawberry blonde-haired woman that walked in after him.

"Nice to meet you, I am Tanya Masen." The equally tall woman said, throwing a kind smile my way before turning towards Rosalie and Alice.

I felt my self-esteem take a huge hit as soon as she walked in the room. My stomach began to churn harder than before. I automatically lowered my gaze to my lap as they walk in further into the room.

"Hey Tan, how's Forks growing on you?" Alice chirped, as she swung her short legs in the air like a toddler.

"It's alright, I guess." She replied as she quickly washed her hands, and drying them before she slipped on a pair of white latex gloves.

"I hear you and Alexander are engaged." Alice sang, smiling widely.

"Allie, please don't start listening to the rumor mill… You're better than that." She said as she looked at the small stand next the examination table.

"Ladies, if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to Miss Swan's care. Tanya, if you and Alice don't mind, you can catch up later. On your own time. You know, when we're not on the clock?" Dr. Dreamy asked.

I looked up to see the annoyed expression that was sporting on the doctor's face. I could tell that all of them were either related or the fact that my earlier run-ins with the cement were starting to take effect my vision and my poor brain. His green eyes suddenly flashed in my direction, and shock shot through me as my eyes connected with his, I realized I did know him as looked at him full on the face.

"Oh, Miss. Swan before I forget, I have brought you something here to relieve your pain." She said, before handing me a different clipboard with a consent form.

I nodded my head once, wincing, as I slowly looked down and began signing the two forms. Making it a point to ignore the gaze that I felt on me as I did so.

"The other form is a form of consent to basically do the small procedure on you, and that you're consenting to getting anesthetic before proceeding." She explained as I handed her the clipboard sighing tiredly again.

"This is just a small pain reliever. It'll help reduce the pain a little bit before I inject the amnestic and begin the procedure." She said, smiling as I snatched the paper cup from her hand, threw the small, white, round pill into my mouth before chasing it down with the cup of water.

"Feel better?" Dr. Dreamy asked, keeping his gaze on me.

"Umm...Edward, she's allergic to Tylenol, what exactly did you give her?" Rosalie asked them, concerned.

"It's wasn't Tylenol, it was Motrin." Tanya replied, quickly pulling out the wrapper from her pocket to check again.

I nodded, looking at Rosalie tiredly. "We'll grab a bite to eat on the way home, Bell, don't worry. I'm sure Emmett and little Luke and Christine are alright." She soothed, looking at me sympathetically.

"Anthony and Emma, won't like us being late. I can only imagine his reaction if we get there later than usual." I replied drowsily.

"Bella, they're two-year-olds. Calm down." Rosalie said, rolling her blue eyes at me.

"Alright, Miss. Swan. If you could—please, lay down." Dreamy said, helping me lay back slowly.

A familiar wave of electricity zinged through my body when his hand connected with mine. I could tell he felt it too when his eyes widened, and his posture stiffened for a few moments before he recovered again. I began to feel overwhelmed. I closed my eyes as I felt the room begin to spin, I could feel the pinch of the needle as Tanya began to inject the anesthetic around the cut on my forehead.

"So, Miss. Swan. Can you tell me how you ended up here?" Dreamy asked, concern coloring his smooth voice.

"Oh, well. I-I f-fell…" I mumbled drowsily, as I fisted my sweater, and tried to ignore the jerk of my skin being pulled back together. Feeling as they tugged on my skin as they stitched it back together.

"I can see that." He commented dryly, looking down at the chart again before looking back up and clearing his throat uncomfortably.

"Stevie- the nurse who helped you earlier, informed me that you fell outside in the lot too. I'd like to make sure you don't have a concussion, so after this I will go ahead and proceed to do that." He said as I heard a pair of scissors cut something, then felt as a clean gauze being put on my forehead with medic tape.

I pried opened one eye, and looked to see Tanya smiling down at me as I heard Dreamy leave the room again.

"Oh, don't mind him, he's just really annoyed right now." Tanya whispered, smiling as she gathered all the used supplies and threw them away in the biohazard trash bin.

"What'd you do now, Tan?" Alice asked, from her spot on the counter.

"He's mad at our father not at me. Well, more like all four of us." She muttered, rolling her eyes at no one in particular.

"Oh no, that-that means he found out? How is he?" Alice asked, worried.

"I don't know, Alice, h-he won't take my calls or anyone else's... He's stopped answering us all, even our mother." Tanya said, turning to look at Alice.

To which she shook her head and twitched her lips, finally setting in a pout.

"Brothers, can't live with them. Can't live without them." She said, as she shook her head and snapped off her gloves and threw them away.

My ears were starting to ring again, and the dizzy spell made my head drop heavily onto the table, despite having taken Motrin minutes prior.

"Bell-wa." I heard a distorted voice call my half-conscious self.

I tried to respond but with the ringing in my ears and annoying jabbing pain I was feeling in my brain prevented me from doing so.

I began to smell rubbing alcohol, and my nose began to burn, making me flinch back into the examination table, before proceeding to shoot up in a sitting position, bonking into someone's head in the process and possibly undoing everything that had just been done to my forehead.

"Oh, shit." I heard Rosalie say, as her voice quacked in hidden laughter.

"Nice… of all the ladies that have actually passed out or fainted here, she's the only one who managed to knock him off his feet, literally. All without intentionally physical contact." I heard Tanya say as I stared shocked at Dreamy leaning on the counter with his hands covering his face, his shoulders shaking in silent laughter, I believe she said to Alice.

"Tanya, shut up, please." Dreamy said, letting out a few chuckles.

I felt my face heat up as I looked up at the disaster I created, a stinging pain began pulsating on the north-eastern part of my forehead as hot liquid traveled down the side of my face.

"Sweet Holy Jeebus… when you put your mind to it you can really put a man on his knees." Alice said, amused.

I cringed, feeling my eyes heat up as I listened to their jibs on my klutziness. I heard the shrill ringing of a phone begin to ring from my pocket as they continued to joke around. I tenderly began to pull it from my pocket and answered without checking who it was.

"H-hello?" I answered, keeping my voice steady and my gaze on my lap.

"Hey shrimpo, I know you're probably on your way home right, but I need you to stop by the store to get something." Jasper said, as a pop was heard on his side on the line.

"Hmm.. No, actually I-I'm at ur-urgent care." I replied, cringing.

"Oh damn. What happened now?" He asked, his voice calm yet on edge.

"I-I had another run in with the cement path on the way off campus." I admitted, blushing.

"Who won this time the path or you?" He asked amused.

I rolled my eyes at his amusement before turning on my side. "The path did it seems." I admitted unwillingly, scowling at the ground.

"So, its path three, Bella zero, correct me if I'm wrong but if the path is winning then maybe you should take another path? Maybe one that won't try to kill you every time you walk on it?" He suggested in mock seriousness.

"Shut it, Jazz. You know that that'll happen on which ever path I walk. How're Anthony and Emma ?" I asked, worried.

"They're asleep...had a long day at day care." He replied distractedly.

My sixth sense automatically went on high alert as I felt someone begin to re-patch up my forehead.

"Anyway, if you can't stop by the store I'll just call Emmett to do it. Be safe. We'll see you here. Don't worry about Anthony or Emma, they're both asleep. I thought they had woken up, but I was wrong, I believe it was just Anthony that twitched… just like dad used to..." Jazz whispered.

"Hmm. Well, I'm almost done here. I'll be home in about thirty minutes." I said, hanging up before looking at the people in the room.

"What's wrong with Luke and Christine, did something happen at daycare? Do you want to go?" Rosalie asked, her posture stiff.

"No, Jasper got scared cause Anthony twitched." I said, smiling at his nervousness.

She was about to say something, but the good doctor interrupted. Clearing his throat to get my attention as well as the others. His gaze lingering for more than usual…

"Alright, we're almost done here. I just need to set in shoulder and you'll be good to go." Tanya said, as she produced a navy blue and black sling from one of the cabinets.

I nodded, trying to ignore the pain I was currently feeling on my shoulder. I could feel as Tanya helped me lay back down on the examination table.

"Put your right hand on the back of your head please… and… try to relax." She commanded lowly.

I did as she instructed before I felt her place her hand on my tenderly injured, and snapped in back into place. A loud resounding pop was heard around the room as it snapped back into place.

"Well that was unexpected." Rosalie muttered, her blues eyes wide as saucers.

I ignored both of their commentaries as Tanya helped me put my arm in the sling after placing it on me. I winced at the soreness of my shoulder as I finally sat up.

"Miss. Swan, we managed to stitch you back up and fixed up your shoulder. From your symptoms I was able to confirm that you have a slight concussion, some much need rest will make you feel better. Take some Motrin, since you are allergic to Tylenol, if your symptoms worsen go straight to the hospital do not wait. Replace the dressing to your wound if it becomes wet, it can be left there for up to five days. These are your release forms. Sign here and you'll be good to go." He said, handing me the clipboard to sign.

I signed the form, waited to be handed a prescription for Motrin, before jumping off the table, grabbing my hat and quickly making my way out of the clinic without another word. Walking quick, yet, cautiously towards the massive silver and black Jeep that was parked right in front of the clinic.