This is chapter 3 of Bartender. I hope you enjoy and if I get enough reviews the next chapter is going to be in Carlisles point of view. He needs to do some soul searching.


I sat in the waiting room, silently and cried. I had my knees pulled up to my chest and my forehead resting on them. I was holding the keys so tightly in my hands between my legs and my torso that I was bleeding, but I didn't care. I deserved it. It was my fault Edward was in the hospital, and for that I would never forgive myself. Hell, he would never forgive me.

That was the only thing I was actually good for, besides bartending. Hurting others. Everyone close to me always ends up getting hurt. I guess it was just a matter of time. I couldn't let it happen again.

Some one tapped my shoulder and I jumped, only to see a nurse beside me.

"Miss? Would you like me to take a look at your injuries?" She asked. I shook my head. "You're bleeding, please let me get you a band aid."

I really didn't care anymore. I switched the keys to my other hand and held out my hand to her. Her brow furrowed and she gently wiped the blood away with gauze.

"Miss, you're going to need stitches." She helped me to stand and guided me to the back.

"Where are you going with her?" I heard Emmett ask. The nurse jumped and looked up at him.

"S-she needs stitches." She mumbled. "You can wait-"

"I'm her body guard." He told her and showed her something in his wallet. She nodded and he followed us back. The nurse numbed my hand and the plastic surgeon stitched up my hand. I noticed that Emmett was very tense and I glanced at the doctor. His name tag caught my eye. Dr. Cullen.

"You!" I screamed and pulled my hand away from him. "You sick son of a bitch! Your son is here on an operating table somewhere and your to fucking bigoted to make sure he's ok? I know you're one of the best neurosurgeons. You should be in there with him and be helping him. He needs your help."

"He is no son of mine." Dr. Cullen said and I felt my temper rise.

"If you do not go help him right now I swear to anyone listening that I will make your life hell. If he dies because you're in here arguing with me I will make it so you can never get another job for the rest of your life."

He looked me over silently then held out his hand.

"Let me finish stitching you up and I'll see what I can do." He said. He finished quickly and Emmett led me back to the waiting room where everyone was waiting now.

"There is a police officer on the way to take our statements." Emmett said. "It'll help him catch whoever did this to Edward."

Carlisle came out about an hour later and walked directly to me, ignoring Emmett.

"Miss?" He asked. I looked up at him.

"Swan." I said. "You'd know that if you would talk to Edward."

He winced.

"Miss Swan, he pulled through surgery very well. He's in recovery right now with his..." He searched for the right word.

"Life partner." I supplied. "His name is Tyler and he and Edward have been together for 3 years. If you had opened the Christmas or birthday cards he sent you, you'd know that too."

He looked properly chastised as he continued.

"He's still sleeping but he's allowed to have visitors." I nodded to him. He looked at me for a few seconds and then turned and walked away.

"Bella, would you like to go see Edward?" Rose asked. I shook my head.

"You go see him," I said quietly. "Make sure he's okay." I handed her the keys and she left.

I looked up when I heard a small 'woof' and I saw a shaggy black dog walk in, led by a police officer. The dog took one look at me and jerked forward on his leash.

"Fuss!" The cop commanded but the dog didn't listen. He jerked the leash from the cop and trotted over to me and gave me a doggy hug. His hind paws on the floor, front paws on either side of me on the seat and his head resting on my shoulder.

I used my uninjured hand to scratch the back of his neck.

"I remember you." I said quietly to the dog. "I saved you, huh?"

"Woof"

I gently pushed the dog off the chair and he looked up at me with a wagging tail. I checked his name tag and smiled when I saw his name I couldn't help but smile. His name was Did It.

"Did It." Emmett said sternly. "Hierr." The dog padded over to Emmett and sat at his feet, nuzzling his hand.

"It seems that you two have already met." Emmett said to me.

"I used to work at a Pet Hospital before I got the job at Cullen's." I told him. "Did It was brought in as a puppy when he was attacked by another dog. The doctor was out so I had to do a procedure to stop all the bleeding and I saved him. After he was all healed up a dog trainer came in and adopted him."

Emmett looked at me for a bit. Then down at Did It. The police officer took our statements and left Did It with Emmett.

"Be careful, Miss Swan." The officer said.

The sense of foreboding grew inside me and I shivered.

"Why do I have to be careful?" I asked Emmett quietly. He looked down and I knew something was up.

"James escaped." He said. "He knocked out the police officer and ran off. No ones been able to find him and we think he's after you."

I felt the world spin and I slipped out of my chair, unconscious.

When I blinked open my eyes slowly I looked around and saw that I was in a room with Edward. He was still asleep on the hospital bed and Tyler was laying next to him with his eyes closed.

Emmett and Did It were sitting by the door and Alice was curled up on Jasper's lap in one of the chairs. Rose was sleeping on the couch. The door opened and a woman I had only seen in pictures came in slowly followed by Dr. Cullen.

Esme Cullen, Emmett and Edwards mother had tears in her eyes as she hugged Emmett and whispered to him. When she saw Edward on the bed she covered her mouth with her hand and gave a choked sob.

Tyler opened his eyes and scrambled off the bed, looking wearily at Esme and Carlisle.

"I''m going to get some coffee." He said looking down and I sat up.

"No you're not." I said. "If they want to be here they can damn well be civil and accept you into Edwards life."

"This is none of your business." Esme snapped at me. "I would like to spend some time with my sons. I think that's my right as a mother to see my sons. I haven't seen them in a while."

I kicked my legs over the edge of the bed, pissed.

"Who's fault is that?" I asked. "You could have visited anytime you wanted. You don't deserve to be called a mother after everything you've done and your husband as well. The only reason you're here is because he's hurt-"

"Bella." I stopped when I heard Edwards voice and turned to see him. He was still laying back and with out thinking I tore the IV out of my arm and ran to him. I was gentle when I hugged him and he wrapped his free hand around my waist. "Ty..." He called and I felt Tyler move closer and kiss Edward on the forehead.

"I am so sorry, Edward." I whispered quietly. "This is all my fault. It never would have happened if-"

"You caused this?!" Esme fairly screamed and I turned to her slowly.

"Yes." I said.

"You nearly got my son killed and you think I have no right to be hear? I should have you arrested. Carlisle, move her to a different room. I don't want her near my son."

"You have two sons." I growled.

She looked taken aback.

"You will stay away from both my sons!" She screamed at me.

"No she won't." Edward said from behind me. "She lives with me, and I've hired Emmett to be her body guard to protect her from the dick head who did this.

"Edward Anthony Cullen, watch your language in front of your mother." Carlisle spoke in an authoritative tone that implied he was in control, and he got what he wanted.

"Bite me." He said and I had never been so proud of him in my entire life.

Esme and Carlisle both gasped and Edward sighed.

"Look, I'm tired, hurt and all I want is to go back to my house and have Bella cook me a huge dinner. You are all welcome as long as you realise that it is Bella and my house and you will respect both our lives, choices, friends and sexual orientations while you're there. After that I plan on getting into bed with Tyler and sleeping for a few days. There is plenty of extra room for everyone to stay and I would be glad for the company."

"Let me just get a nurse in here to check both of your bandages and I'll get the release forms." Carlisle said.

"Why does Bella have bandages that need to be checked?" Edward asked sitting up. He winced a bit but reached out for my hand. "What happened?"

I looked down.

"She was holding a set of car keys tight enough for them to cut into her skin. She needed twenty-three stitches." The nurse from before said. She checked my hand and when she checked Edwards I was thankful that she didn't take any off.

Once Edward and I had signed the release forms we were able to leave.

"I'll stop by the house and pack a bag for us." Carlisle said kissing Esme chastely before leaving.

20 minutes later we were all at the house Edward and I shared.

The first thing Emmett did was check the entire house over with Did It and then came back to the kitchen.

Edward was sitting on the couch across from the kitchen and Esme was handing him a glass of water.

"That's not going to make him feel better." I said sarcastically. "Especially since he's not going to take the pain killers he was proscribed."

"Yes he will. He has them for a reason." Esme said snappishly.

"Mom, I tossed them before we even left the hospital." Edward said to his mother. "We don't bring any kind of drug into this house, prescription or otherwise."

I pulled out a half full bottle of whiskey and poured him some in a rocks glass.

"He cannot have alcohol!" Esme said stamping her foot. I rolled my eyes as I handed Edward the glass and one for Tyler as well.

"What would you like for dinner?" I asked him.

"Spaghetti." He said. "With meatballs and garlic bread. Please."

"I can make that for you Edward." Esme said.

"You touch anything in my kitchen and you might just lose a finger or two." I said and she stepped back aghast.

"Edward! How can you sit there and let your little hussy speak to me that way?"

I resisted the urge to hit her upside the head with a huge stainless steel pan. Barely.

"Mother, Bella is not my hussy or anyone else's for that matter but the kitchen is hers and she's very possessive about it. If she would prefer that you didn't help that is up to her." Edward said.

Esme glared at me and I smirked.

"Alice, Rose, could you help me with the food" I asked sweetly. They both smiled and nodded.

"Edward she's doing this just to antagonize me!" Esme whined.

Edward turned on the TV and switched to the sports channel.