Disclaimer: Even in this new story, i still dont own twilight....

Sountrack: Whatever it takes – Lifehouse

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Carlisle's POV

I sighed.

It was days like these when I was glad that I had become a doctor, glad I could help people, because I knew what they went through- I knew the suffering and the pain and the anxiety that they had to endure while their loved ones were in other's hands- Hanging in the balance between life and death. I knew because I had, as they say, 'been there, done that'.

I flipped the page. I had no idea why I was taking this nostalgic trip into the past. Maybe it was because Edward was turning seventeen soon, maybe it was because I was having an off-day. But whatever the reason, I was still here, sitting in my huge study, looking through my scrapbook of memories. I had chuckled humorously when Esme first suggested that we make a scrapbook, a waste of time I called it, but she was strong and incredibly stubborn, and she did eventually persuade me. I was glad I listened to her, glad that now, when we saw Edward like this, that I could look back and see my real, happier son.

A picture caught my eye and I traced it lightly, my fingertips tingling slightly. It was a picture of us, on Edward's 6th birthday, blissfully happy. I chuckled quietly as I remembered that night.

I wrote as quickly as I could, my hand nearly flying across the paper. I stopped for a second and put down the pen, massaging my arm. It was getting late, seven thirty already- Edward wasn't going to be happy. I resumed my frantic scribbling, staining the paper with my unique script.

After what seemed like forever, I finally pushed the papers to the side, piling them up hastily and grabbed my coat and briefcase before dashing out of my office. I hurried out of the hospital doors and jumped into my car and driving recklessly fast, I made it home just in time for eight o'clock. As I got out of the car, I could hear Edward's whining from out here.

"But mu-um!" he plead. I could almost imagine the look on Esme's stubborn face as she refused him. I stood behind the door and took a deep breath- time to face Edward. I slowly opened the door, hoping that I wouldn't be noticed, but just as I was slipping through the crack in the door, Edward's eagle- like eyes spotted me. They narrowed and he strode towards me.

"Dad" he said, threateningly. I eyed him warily as he got closer to me, his eyes blazing.

"Son, now I tried to get home as soon as I-" I was cut off by him attacking me with a hug. I pulled him tightly against me and laughed as I spun him around in circles.

"Dad?" he asked.

"Yes Edward?"

"You're making me dizzy" he squealed. I chuckled and let go of him, watching him wobble back over to the sofa. He collapsed on top of it and I went over and sat down next to Esme.

"You can open them now Edward" she announced happily, her eyes glowing as she saw how happy he was. I squeezed her hand lightly and she smiled widely at me. I turned to watch Edward as he catapulted himself into the pile of presents we had prepared for him, and like every child, he went for the biggest one first.

"Oh, what is it? I bet it's something fun" he said excitedly as he walked around it, tapping it occasionally. "Something hard" he added, "something… metal?"

Eventually he stopped inspecting it and ripped the wrapping off slowly until he cane face to face with a brand new shiny, silver bicycle. He gasped quietly and ran his hand over the frame, slowly taking it in.

Eventually he walked silently over to us and hugged Esme, than me, before returning to his new bike.

"I love it" he whispered, "Thank you" I got up and reached for another present and handed it to him.

"You might want to open this one as well" I told him. He unwrapped it quickly and put it on immediately. It was a matching silver helmet for his bike, with "E. Cullen" etched on the back of it.

"Can I try it?" he asked. I looked at Esme and she nodded excitedly before I helped Edward lift his bike outside.

"Are you ready?" I asked him, as he gripped onto the bike for dear life. He nodded bravely and gulped loudly before I began to push forwards on the handles softly. He giggled as we got faster, and faster, and faster, before I let go off the handles. He suddenly froze and he began to tilt to the side.

"I'm falling!" he wailed.

"Pedal Edward, you have to pedal!" I yelled. He slowly unfroze and began to move his legs up and down. He got the hang of it quickly and before I knew it he was cruising around the garden all by himself.

"I can do it dad, look!" he shouted happily, grinning.

"Yes Edward, well done" I called back to him. I sat down next to Esme on the porch, exhausted, and waited for Edward to get tired.

He rode around on that thing for an hour before I finally had to tell him to get off and get to bed. He made me promise that I would take him to the park the next day, so that he could ride somewhere else, and I happily obliged. I was just putting his pajamas on when Esme turned up with a camera. She made us go back outside and stand next to the little silver bicycle while she took hundreds of pictures.

"Say cheese" she smiled.

"Cheese" Edward and I said tiredly. After taking one more picture she allowed us to come back in the house and get some rest. I brought Edward up to his room and tucked him in.

"Goodnight big boy" I said sweetly.

"Thank you dad, that was the best day, or should I say night, ever" he chuckled. I brushed the hair out of his eyes and kissed him on the forehead.

"Just doing my job son" I told him.

I felt a tear drop from the corner of my eye- gosh I missed the old Edward I thought as I tried to hold back the tears that were now cascading down my face. I closed the scrapbook carefully and placed it back on the shelf where it belonged and stood there for who knows how long and just stared at it, tracing over the faded lettering on the spine.

I was broken out of my trance by the bright flashing lights of an ambulance outside of my window. Well I had nothing better to do; I might as well go and see what the problem was. I rushed out of my office and over to the emergency arrival area, trying my best not to knock any patients over as I ran. I pushed aside the doors and made my way over to the crowd of people. They were just unloading what looked like a teenage girl, who looked pretty mangled, from the back of the ambulance. I walked carefully over to one of the people I recognized, Eliezer I think his name was.

"What happened?" I asked, shocked by the state she was in.

"Crash" was all he said. I understood immediately.

"How bad is it?" I asked him.

"We don't know the full extent of her injuries, but so far we're guessing broken arm, leg, fractured ribs, and there's something weird going on with her heart" he told me.

"What about her head?" I inquired; normally there would be at least some kind of blow to the head in a crash.

"No, that's about the only part that's absolutely fine" he assured me. They had just finished moving her and they were rushing her down the corridors to the operating room. I had to keep up with them as they moved, still asking all the questions I could think of.

"Where was it?" I asked.

"Just outside of town, it was lucky someone found them and phoned us, she was nearly dead by the time we got there" he replied.

"So how did it happen?"

"Don't know, I guess they just lost control"

"Her parents?"

"Dead" he said gravely. That stopped me in my tracks. This girl was what? Fifteen, seventeen? And she had no parents.

"Relatives?" I asked hopefully.

"Haven't found any so far" So she had no parents, no relatives, no one- she was all alone.

"We're taking her straight into surgery and then to the ICU for a couple of days before moving her to-"

"Number ten" I informed him. My mind was set now and there was no turning back.

"But- but that's Edward's room doctor, it private and I really don't think-"

"I'll fix it, just make sure she's moved there" I told him hurriedly before changing my course to try and find Esme- She wasn't going to like this. Not one bit.

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~Nikki