HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!

I GIVE YOU ALL THE TREAT OF A NEW INSTALLMENT!

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Tuesday Afternoon

"Son, are you sure this friend of yours is gonna show up? You've been waitin' an hour already," the waitress replaced his empty cup with another one full of soda.

"Thanks, but I'm sure he's just running late. He'll be here," he assured her and himself. Carlisle wouldn't stand him up like this, would he?

There has to be a good reason for him to be so late.

She sighed and shook her head.

"Then why don't you order something to eat? I'm sure he won't mind," she persisted.

"No, really, I'm not hungry-" his stomach roared in rebuttal.

"C'mon, how about a plate of fries?" she suggested.

"I'm fine, I don't need-"

"He'll have a porterhouse steak, a bowl of meat-stuffed ravioli and that plate of fries. What is today's special, Miss…?" a familiar voice called from the doorway. Carlisle shook the rain from his jacket and strode towards the table, wearing the smile that could get him anything he wanted.

"I'm clam chowder. I mean, my name's Beth and the special is clam chowder," the waitress stammered.

"Well, Beth, he'll have that as well and I'll have a cup of hot tea if it's not too much trouble," he requested as he slid into the booth across from Jacob.

"Oh, why it's no trouble at all! That's what we're here for, to serve our customers," she winked at the doctor before sauntering to the kitchen.

Smile: 1,592,847

Humanity: 0

"I'm sorry I was so late. There was a hit and run victim so I had to remove the bullets and one of them had fragmented…of course, he's better now but it was a long process," Carlisle explained.

"How do you do that all day?"

"Do what?"

"Save people…when you are how you are," he spoke quietly.

"I've been putting my bloodlust into check for over 300 years, so it's easy for me," he said with ease.

"Actually I was talking about how you're really empathetic and stuff. I mean, isn't it scary?" Carlisle cleared his throat.

"I, uh, I don't follow."

"I'm sure since you're a vamp an' stuff, you're probably really good at what you do. Still, having someone's life in your hands has got to be scary. With the possibility of failing like that, how can you do it anyways?" he spoke with tenacity, guessing it was a sensitive subject. At that moment, Beth came in followed by another waitress. They set a steaming cup in front of Carlisle and piled the food in front of the growing boy.

"Thank you, ladies," the blond looped a finger around the handle and brought it to his lips. He blew on it gently before taking a sip.

"Yeah, thanks," Jacob tossed them a charming smile. The girls, probably a little older than himself, blushed and giggled.

"Enjoy your meal, sir. If you need anything, and I mean anything," Beth glanced over at Carlisle, "Just ask." With those flirting words, they left. Carlisle stopped sipping and put it on the table. He still held onto his cup, enjoying the warmth of it against his hands

"I thought you couldn't eat or drink," Jacob said before tearing into his steak.

"We can, it just doesn't have any sustenance or flavor to us. It would be strange if you're the only one eating, so I ordered myself something. Going back to your question, I suppose I just…overcome that fear and try my best to save as many lives as I can. Sometimes, though, the patients are too far gone and I can't do what I used to. Because of our pact, I can't change them into what we are. They die and move on to whatever's after this world. That's how it should be, though."

Jacob chewed on his last mouthful before swallowing.

"Whew, that was good. I haven't had a steak like that good since…since ever," he laughed good-naturedly, "but I'm guessing it's not exactly cheap. How much do I owe ya, doc?"

"Please, I showed up so late…it's on me."

"Alright then," Jacob jabbed his fork into a ravioli and shoved it into his mouth.

"Well, now that we've gotten past that heartfelt subject; how've you been?" Carlisle questioned.

"Well, I haven't checked on Bella since the last time I saw you. I mean, without her knowing. I'm still her friend, ya know?" he mumbled, finishing the pasta. He squirted some ketchup onto his plate and started on his fries.

"Well that's certainly good to hear! I'm proud of you Jacob; you're progressing so quickly. Actually, do you mind if I ask a question?"

"Not at all. Shoot."

"Who is it?" Carlisle guessed, making Jacob choke.

"W-what?" he managed to cough out.

"Surely you've found someone that makes you want to move on so quickly. Your world was all about Bella but now you can see everyone else too. So, who is it? What's she like?"

"She?"

"Or is it a he?" Carlisle's eyebrow arched up perfectly in question.

"No, it's a girl, definitely a girl!" Jacob assured, "Well, she is amazing. She's got this perfect body and these hips that just look like they're made to be grabbed, ya know? Her laugh, oh man, I'd become a fuckin' comedian for life just to hear her laugh more. And she's got this smile that lights up the world and her eyes are just…heaven. She's really sweet and cares about everything I say, too. Carlisle, there's nothing I don't like about-"

"Two brownie sundaes for each of you, boys!" Beth slid the desserts onto their table.

"But we never ordered-"

"On the house," she winked before returning to the kitchen. Carlisle dipped his spoon into his newfound dessert and brought it to his lips until he was sure they weren't looking. He put the spoon back and casually slid it to Jacob, who had already finished his fries and quickly downed the clam chowder in excitement for the ice cream. He spooned a couple bites into his mouth, savoring the sweet coolness of it.

"Oh yeah, where was I?" he remembered.

"I believe you were saying how amazing she was," he spoke, smiling tenderly. Jacob paused slightly before taking the next bite.

"Yeah…I think I'd do anything for her. All she has to do is ask," he admitted, blushing.

"No need to be embarrassed. It's not like she heard you anyhow."

"R-right," Jacob agreed nervously, knowing full well who he was really talking about. Carlisle, however, remained oblivious and asked how things were for Jacob otherwise. The werewolf then proceeded to tell all about his day, happy to be on a "date" with the vampire.

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Haha, I scared Jacob by makin' him think he was stood up.

But he wasn't, so my conscience(sp) remains clear. ^^

Do you know who he's really talking about?

No need to tell/ask me, just think it in your brain and keep it there until the next update!

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HAVE A HAPPY HALLOWEEN~