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A/N: Long and trying days for me equal more chapters for you while I'm trying to calm myself down… (Though finals are coming up next week so enjoy while it lasts with the quick updates…)… and with the title of chap... there are so many songs entitled that just pick one… Read. Enjoy. Review…

Inside Out

Chapter Two – I Miss You

Dr. Carlisle Cullen

I was up early the next morning, it was Sunday, and for once I wasn't at all pleased to see my day off. I put Carter into his basinet, as he was still sleeping, and I wiped my face with my hands. I had been so nervous still when I had fallen asleep that my face was soaked with sweat as I walked into the hall. I stopped in front of Rosalie's room and knocked on the door, clearly she wasn't asleep either, and called me in and I entered.

"Eyes," I warned as I flicked on the lights and I sat down on her desk chair as she groaned to the light, and I rested my chin in my hand.

"Did you hear from Bella or Angela?" Rosalie asked as she propped herself against her pillows and headboard.

"No, and only when she let me know that Bella was with her and safe," I said, my eyes closed with exhaustion, "I think we're going with the no news is good news deal."

"Ok," said Rosalie as she tied her hair up in a ponytail.

"Hey," I said, as my feelings of not wanting to stay in the house much longer surfaced, "I think I'm going to go into the hospital for a little while, can you take care of Carter for me?"

"Sure," said Rosalie, "Wheel his basinet in here, I want to try and actually get some sleep."

"Ok," I said as I stood up.

"Oh, and can Emmett come over later?" Rosalie asked and I nodded, "And what are you going to do with Carter this week while I'm at school?"

"I already put in a call to Renee," I said, "She's flying in tonight so that she can stay with him this week, then after that if – well – if Bella's not back, he'll be old enough to leave in the nursery up at the hospital."

"Ok," said Rosalie, "Can I pick him up after school?"

"Um…" I said, not wanting to picture Carter in the backseat with Rosalie driving, "We'll talk about it…"

"Alright," said Rosalie and I walked out of the room.

I got to the hospital, expecting to be able to go to the gym, but only when I got there did I realize that we were understaffed today anyways. They sent me right down to run the ER and it was, compared to the rest of the hospital, relatively quiet today. I sat behind the desk, trying to lose my mind and thoughts of Bella as I read over one of the medical trauma books from the shelf behind me, but it wasn't working. One of the nurses, the more plump one, that had helped during Carter's delivery, who I now knew as Sheryl walked up. I looked up from my book as she started to talk, which rumor had it was why I was the nurses' favorite, because I actually talked to them.

"Hey there, Dr. Cullen," she said, "How's the baby?"

"Ok," I said, closing my book and setting it back on the shelf behind me.

"And the wife to be?" Sheryl asked, she and Bella had bonded a little while Bella stayed in the hospital with Carter.

Luckily though, I was saved from either lying or explaining the whole thing to her by the phone in front of me on the desk ringing.

"Hold on," I told her as I picked up the phone, "Hello, Forks Hospital ER, Dr. Cullen speaking."

"Hey, we got a car crash coming in, three sisters, one's critical the other two were only taken by stretcher as a precaution, slipped on black ice," said the dispatcher and I nodded, only then realizing that he wouldn't see me nod, "You got the room?"

"Yeah," I said, looking around at all the empty beds around me.

"Ok, they're in route."

"Ok," I said, hanging the phone up before taking it back up to page in assistance, "Hey, Sheryl, can you call in some nurses from other services? We're going to need them. Three people are coming in."

"Of course," she said as she grabbed three empty charts and headed off to call the nurses.

Five minutes later I was standing outside the ER doors with a two other doctors flanking my sides as we waited for the ambulance, or I guess ambulances. Two arrived, and the minute one of the women walked out of the ambulance, I knew who the other two were. It was Tanya who was walking, and the other two, Irina and Kate were being taken out of the ambulances on stretchers. I was with the first, who was Irina as we brought her into the building. She was by far the most injured and we brought her right into surgery, apparently she had been driving.

I came out of the surgery, having just saved Irina, and was filling out her chart when Tanya and Kate walked over to me.

"Hey, Carlisle," Tanya spoke, "Irina just woke up."

"Thanks," I said, motioning to Sheryl, who was eyeing the girls wearily, she was the one who usually defended my love for Bella when I didn't, and she had already mentioned to me the way they were looking at me, and I stuck my pen into my lab coat pocket as I motioned for Sheryl to join us, "Sheryl?"

She followed me and the two girls to the room at the end of the hall that was Irina's. I opened up her chart as we walked in and she smile over at me, like she had in class, Don't these girls ever give up?

"Well, you gave us a little scare," I said politely as Sheryl glared at her a little and I looked over the chart, "But it seems we fixed you up and you'll be as good as new in no time."

"Thank-you, Carlisle," said Irina, giving me a knowing a look, "How's the girlfriend?"

"Fiance now," said Sheryl in an almost disrespectful tone, which surprised me, she usually had excellent bedside manner.

"Really? So I guess we're really never going to happen then?" said Irina, and I was almost shocked, almost, it was Irina.

"No, I love Bella, like I always have," I said, and Irina got mad.

"But she left you!" said Irina, "I would never leave you!"

"How do you – what are you following me?" I asked, trying to remain a little bit polite, but failing.

She didn't answer, which was a yes. I left the room and walked straight across the hall and into the janitorial closet, and sank down the opposing wall. I felt the tears start to escape my eyes and I sniffled, trying to get rid of them so that my eyes wouldn't be puffy later. I knew Bella was sick, and I missed her more than anything, but I felt a twang of anger. Mostly derived from the pain of not having her there with me, but truthfully I could not blame her, or I tried not to. The tears fell harder as I started to lay the blame on myself once again, why hadn't I just asked her what was wrong earlier?

The door to the closet opened and Sheryl stood in the doorway. She just looked down at me for a second while I wiped the tears off of my face with my coat sleeve and just looked up at her.

"Is what she said true? Is Bella gone?" said Sheryl and I nodded.

"I didn't get the chance to bring her to the therapist, but my diagnosis is severe-"

"Post Partum Depression," She said.

"How'd you-?"

"It's the only way that girl would ever leave you," she said, "Don't worry she'll be back. She left Carter too right?"

"Yeah."

"Wow, that's really not like Bella," she said, more to herself than to me, "Alright, you fix yourself up and then head home, I'll page Dr. Horance to take care of the Irina princess."

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it."