"So, our patients will be those from uneven beds, Dr. Cope and her group is the one responsible for the even ones. We'll have rounds every day at 9:00 am. You'll have to prepare your patient's chart before that. I expect only the best from you and in return I will give you my best. Don't hesitate to come to me at any time or to one of your residents. Any questions?" Dr. Cullen walked briskly towards triage.

"Yes, where are we going?" A tall, dark guy with a goofy grin and a bounce in his step asked. I could already tell he would be the equivalent of the class clown in our group.

"Well Mr..." Dr. Cullen answered. "Jacob, Jacob Black. From Stanford".

"Well Dr. Black, we are going to triage because I know you won't have your stories ready for today. Right now we're going to the E.R to check if our help is needed, later you will have to organize yourselves for your shifts and decide which group will be the first to be on call and one of those will start today." Dr. Cullen said as he opened the door to the E.R.

"Bella!" I heard a voice calling me. As I turned around I saw Alice waving towards me.

"Hi Alice! I'm in Dr. Cullen's group. I think your husband is in it but I haven't seen him yet" I stayed a little behind to have a quick chat with her.

She smiled "Yeah, he's in surgery right now but he's with daddy's group"

"What? He's your father?" I couldn't believe he was her father. He looked no older than 40 and I knew Alice was at least 25.

"Hurry up! I think there's been an accident" And I could tell she was right as I rushed (once again in one day) towards the entrance of the E.R. where Dr. Cullen was shouting instructions.

"Black, Webber! Go with Dr. Newton over there. Ateara and Swan you're with me" He was rolling a gurney with an unconscious woman in it. I could see she had multiple fractures and there was a lot of cranial bleeding. We walked into one of the E.R. cubicles to make our assessment of the patient.

"Multiple fractures in right arm and leg. Responsive pupils, cranial fracture I think the intracranial pressure it's rising already, Ateara, what's your recommendation?" Quil looked a little startled but managed to answer "X-Rays and labs, sir". Dr. Cullen looked at me "Anything to add Swan?"

"I think we should book an O.R. Dr. Cullen in addition to what Dr. Ateara said. It's obvious she'll need surgery"

"Excellent. Swan, book an O.R. right now and then page trauma, we'll need them to collaborate with this one. Ateara, do her labs as fast as possible and then call the blood bank and ask them to bring 3 litters of her blood type to the O.R Swan books, tell them to have more ready in case we need it. Swan what are they telling you?" I hung up the phone.

"We have O.R. 3. I already paged trauma they're sending someone here but they said the E.R. is swarmed, apparently it was a crash between a SUV and a bus". I peeked through the blinds and saw the disaster zone the E.R. had become.

"What happened?" Our patient was awake. " Where am I? Oh my God it hurts!" She started getting really agitated which was only making the bleeding worse.

"Nurse, some morphine over here, please. You've been in a car accident but we're doing everything we can to help you" Dr. Cullen tried to calm her down.

"Where's my husband?" She asked before passing out.

"Ateara, find out where her husband is. Swan, you're with me until trauma gets here, after their asessment we're leaving for the O.R" As Quil was exiting the room, the other Dr. Cullen from earlier walked in.

"Trauma is here! What do we have?" He was a little too loud but his focus was on the patient at once.

"I can see at least three fractures just on her arm and leg and maybe a Jones' fracture in her right feet. I'll need the X-Rays but I'll definitely join you in the O.R. Let me call one of my attendings, and after she gives me the O.K. we'll head there" He started dialing.

"I don't think so Emmet, I'm heading over there right now, her intracranial pressure is not getting any better. I'll do the X-Rays there. Swan, call and ask them to bring one of their machines, then page Dr. Whitlock and see if he's finished with his surgery, after that you're welcome to watch or to stay here and help out."

As I was calling Radiology I couldn't help but notice the tenderness Dr. Cullen employed as he kept examining the patient. It seemed contradictory for a man so big. He had to be at least 6 feet tall. "She's in really bad shape, Dr. Hale is not picking up. Let me page her".

"Uhm, Dr. Cullen" I said and they both turned towards me. Well, that's awkward.

"Everything is set, Radiology is sending one of their technicians, there's a machine already in O.R. 3. Dr. Whitlock is already scrubbing in and he'll be waiting for you. I'd rather stay here and help anyway I can sir and maybe I'll be able to go watch the surgery later" Dr. Cullen looked at me in an appraising manner.

"Very well, you probably won't be able to get to the surgery but God knows they need all the help they can over here" I suddenly became aware once again of all the triage noises, there was definitely a disaster going on out there. "Emmet, come with me, I'm sure you'll manage to communicate with Rosalie on the way, we're wasting precious time. Swan, tell Ateara to come to the O.R. once he has found the patient's husband, I want to know in which shape he is so that we can keep him updated."

As they were leaving he turned towards me again "Tell your entire group you'll all be on-call today. It's not standard but I think this time is necessary, we'll discuss the shifts later but I don't want any of you leaving the hospital. Welcome to Neurosurgery" He left with Emmet and one of the nurses. As I looked around me I could see the mess the room was in. I got out and left to find Quil.

A/N: Thank you sooo much for your reviews. It was really exciting to see you like the story! Please don't hate me. There'll be a lot more Bella- Emmet interaction very soon