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Chapter 4!

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Some will die in hot pursuit
And fiery auto crashes
Some will die in hot pursuit
While sifting through my ashes
Some will fall in love with life
And drink it from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain

Pepper -- Butthole Surfers

POV Brycedon

I felt cool fingers press on my forehead. It hurt, but not unbearable. I knew I was in the hospital; Where else would I be? I kept my eyes closed, I was still tired, and I didn't want to have to deal with my mother's angry yells. Surely she was here with me?

A light tap on the door made me attent. The cold fingers left me forehead and the Doctor, I assumed, spoke.

"Yes, Jackie? You can come in."

"Dr. Cullen. One of your daughters is here to see you. Would you like me to send her in?"

"Yes, of course." he spoke lightly, his tone as sweet as honey. "Hello Laurel." He said a moment later.

"Hello Carlisle." A new voice spoke. It sounded like a chime in the wind; beautiful and golden.

I allowed my eyes to open just a slit. A very handsome man with golden hair was standing at the foot of my bed. He was talking to a beautiful black haired, green eyed teenaged girl.

I stopped the sharp intake of breath that was threatening to blow my cover. It was her. What did the Doctor say her name was? Laura, Lauren... No, it was Laurel. I would have to commit that to memory.

"What is it that you came to see me for?" Carlisle spoke.

She looked pointedly at me, then touched her throat, and sat over by the open window. "We were going to have a girl's night out. And I was wondering if you would mind."

"Didn't you ask Esme?"

"Yes." she replied almost instantly.

"Then why are you here asking me?" He asked; I could hear the smile in his tone.

"In all honesty, I'm hiding from Alice. She wants me to, quote, "Look my best."" Carlisle chuckled, and Laurel sighed and looked back at me.

I shut my eyes as quickly as I could manage. A second later there was another soft knock on the door.

"Yes?" Carlisle asked softly. I heard the handle turn and the door open. "Hello Jasper. What brings you here. Or do I even need to ask?"


POV Laurel

"Alice sent me." Jasper said in a quiet voice. He looked at me by the window and grimaced. Carlisle seemed to have noticed.

"Maybe we should take this to my office?" He suggested. Why is it still so hard for him? He has been doing miraculously well these past few years!

"I don't think it's something we should worry about right now, Carlisle." I answered his unasked question.

Dammit Laurel. Why is it like this. Why is it so damn hard? You know I try my hardest not to be a monster! Jaspers thoughts half-sobbed in my mind.

"I know Jazz. I know. You'll get over this someday. I promise. Alice has seen it, remember?" I tried to reassure him, but he just shook his head.

I heard Brandon's faint snore from across the room. "We should go to Carlisle's office before we wake him up." I nodded toward Brandon. I already knew Brycedon was awake. He was a very bad actor. Though he smelled delicious; I was proud of myself and Jasper for not taking action as soon as we walked into the room.

Jasper and Carlisle both nodded and I slid off the window sill I was sitting on. We headed for the door when he opened his eyes.

POV Brycedon

I opened my eyes when I heard they were leaving.

The doctor looked my way. "How do you feel?" he asked walking over to me. He looked at the other two; Laurel and Jasper. "You two can wait in my office. I will be there in a few minutes!" They nodded and walked out of the room.

"How are you feeling?" he asked me again.

"Sore..." I replied simply. My throat was dry. "Can I have something to drink?"

"Of course you can!" he reached for the pitcher that was sitting on my side table and poured me a small glass of water. Handing it to me he said, "Your brother cares about you very much."

"Yeah. I'm one of the lucky ones, I guess." I tried to keep the sarcasm out of my voice.

"Do you know where you are?" he asked, trying to see what state I was in.

"Forks hospital?" I said this as a question, rather than a statement.

He chuckled a little. "Yes. That's right. Your brother got here less than ten minutes after you got in." Then he added in a whisper, "I don't think he even has his license yet."

I felt my eyes get wide. "You won't say anything right? I mean, you won't get him in trouble for driving up here, right?"

"Between you and me? No I won't." he sighed. He had a clipboard in his hands and was scribbling something on it. "I would just let you know: warn him not to do it again. With as many people around here that there are, it's probably not best if he did it again. You understand!"

"Yes." I replied, grateful he wouldn't rat Brandon out like that.

"I'll let you get some sleep then." He turned to leave.

"Hey Doc?" He turned around to face me, his hand on the door handle. "Who were the other two that were here earlier?" I tried to ask this casually.

"Those were my children." He replied, almost sullenly.

"You seem a bit young to have two kids that old!"

He laughed bitterly. "I have eight children, Mr. Prat." He saw my wide eyed expression and smiled. "Their all around your age. My Wife, Esme, and I adopted them. The two you just saw were Laurel and Jasper." he sighed. "Now, you need to get some rest. I'll talk to you about your condition and everything that has happened when you wake back up." and he turned and left. He seemed much too young to have eight teenaged kids. Even if they were all adopted, eight kids is a lot, and he didn't have one gray hair, or wrinkle. He looked no older than twenty-five.

I heard Brandon's faint snore and turned my head to look. He had passed out on the feaux leather chair. He looked pretty uncomfortable. I smiled, he did care enough to go against his parole and drive here.

I was one of the lucky ones.

POV Laurel

"So Alice sent you?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"Yes. But please, don't shoot the messenger! She assigned us all a place to look, then found our futures. Bella happened to be the one who was assigned the Hospital, and Alice saw that Bella would be the one to find you. Emmett is out hunting, and I'm your second favorite brother, so she sent me. She figured that if there was anyone one who could persuade you, it would be me, if Emmett was unavailable." He sighed.

"Actually, you could probably persuade me a right bit better than Emmett. He would just use brute force to get me home." I laughed and so did he.

"Yeah, well. Will you come home, please? Just do it for today. Wear one of her shirts or something. She says you have had "Damn near eighty years to come around on your own. Now it's my job to give you a little push.""

"You promised her an eternity when we first met. And she still has a while to go before my time is up!" He chuckled and nodded.

"Would you please just humor her today? Please? I'll make you cupcakes for when you get back!" He was bardering with me. I couldn't help but smile at his attempt.

"And you make the best damn cupcakes, for someone who hasn't had the need to eat for over a hundred years!"

Carlisle opened his office door. "I understand that you are both well over the legal adult age limits, but I ask you not to cuss in my presents." He reminded us, smiling. "Don't forget to make Renesmee some, you know she likes your cupcakes too, Jazz!"

"Of course. Of course!" He just waved his hand dismissing the conversation. "I'm just glad this 'Girls Night Out' thing is including her. She has been spending much too much time over on the reservation. She comes home smelling like dog every night. It's repulsive!"

"She's in love, remember? She and Jacob are damn near inseparable… Oops. Sorry Carlisle!" I bowed my head. "She and Jacob are darn near inseparable."

"Thank you for your censorship, Laurel. Day late and a dollar short, but you made the attempt!" He just laughed and grabbed his clipboard off of his desk. "Now you two need to get your immortal butts out of this office, and back home. How did you get here?" He asked Jasper.

"The Bike." He responded. Jasper loved that bike like it was his child.

"And you?" Carlisle turned to me.

"I… Uhh… I ran." If I could blush, I probably would have. Carlisle didn't like us doing things that could expose us to the human world.

"Would you please drive her home, Jazz?" He had turned back to Jasper.

"If I don't have to bribe her with Pina Coladas and cookies." He replied, the sarcasm directed towards me.

"Nope. I would be happy with just the liquor!"

Carlisle only sighed an ancient sigh and walked out of his office. "See you two at the house. And have fun tonight."

"Will do, Pops!" I replied in an intentional whisper. I turned and grinned at Jasper. "You ready?"

"Always am." He responded with a smile that showed his gleaming teeth.

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