a/n Here you go guys! Chapter Six! I hope you enjoy it!

I carried Bella up through the house, my mind taking in everything within a millisecond, for which I was grateful. If I were human, I would have been thinking there's too much to see and not enough time to see it. But I would get my chance I knew, soon enough. For now, I stayed grateful for what I was seeing.

Bella's house was a representative of her and Charlie. That much you could easily see. The inside was clean, modest, well kept, and in perfect condition. But it went beyond that even! It held so much life, and love. But most of all, it held so many memories of Bella. And they were imprinted on the walls for my eyes to see.

For on the walls leading up to the stairs, you could see pictures of a small child, which I assumed was Bella as she had no other siblings. And I smiled slightly.

She was shy, and timid, yet happy and joyful in her own quiet little way. It made me happy to know that to some extent, Bella had always been happy. And I was suddenly thankful to Charlie and Renee both for taking such good care of my beautiful Bella. And I found myself anxious to take care of her as well. The thought that I could make Bella happy gave me even more joy than my job as a doctor did. And that shocked me to some extent.

Charlie led me to the door that I assumed was Bella's bedroom door and turned the golden knob while pushing it open. And it occurred to me that Charlie hadn't been inside his own house for quite a few hours since Bella turned up missing. He was completely dedicated to finding his first born and only daughter.

I smiled, pleased. I was astonished to find out how much me and Charlie were alike when it came to Bella, though I knew I shouldn't have been too surprised. But still, it was worth something when it all came down to it. Because it would bring me and Charlie closer together. And I needed him to approve of me as badly as I needed Bella to be in my life.

With the creak of the door, her room was unveiled before my eyes. I made a mental note to fix that.

I admitted myself curious. I'd never been inside Bella's bedroom before. In fact, I'd never been inside Bella's house. I'd never had a reason to go there till now. And I smiled as I walked into the bedroom.

My first thought was that there was a lot of purple and I smiled slightly. Charlie had obviously picked out sheets and things for Bella's room. Along with painting the walls, which he'd done a very good job of, surprisingly.

The room was very tidy and everything seemed to be organized to within an inch of Bella's life. It was cleaner than the my home! And we were vampires!

I'd always noticed that she was organized in the way she performed even the simplest of tasks. And Emmett liked to tease her about by moving forks and spoons while she would eat. And Bella would delicately place down her eating utensil, finish chewing, and move the silverware back to it's precise place. I almost laughed as I remember telling Emmett not to tease her like that anymore. Although I would miss it, I thought it was rather adorable.

"You can just place Bella on the bed there."

I did as I was told but while I was placing her delicately on the bed, she groaned and the scent of blood wafted around me. I could tell she wasn't bleeding, but she was about to. I could tell that the blood was coming from inside Bella's body and I was afraid that maybe I had torn a ligament by jostling or moving her into an incorrect position.

Or at least, I was afraid until I inhaled deeper, a second time. I smiled, feeling thankful. The blood was all wrong. There was nothing living about it. This blood was dead blood.

I was immediately thankful as I determined exactly where she was about to bleed and I felt the need to repeatedly thank Alice.

I looked her over and saw that her lips, which were white in the forest, were turning blue. That worried me a great deal. Was her jacket constricting her air passage ways? Was there something else wrong? Something deeper?

"Charlie, would you mind if I checked Bella over for any injuries she might have? She was in that forest for quite some time and when I found her she wasn't moving. I would like to see if she's been hurt."

"Oh. Ok. I'll just be downstairs than, when you're done."

I nodded once. "I'll go and get my bag from the car and be back in a moment."

I walked at a human pace to the car, feeling very grateful that my daughters name and identity was Alice Cullen.

When she'd put the midol and menstral pads in my car, I was very confused. Would I need it for a patient? Would I find an alternative use for them somehow? Would I find a patient on the road who would need them? But Alice had smiled and said nothing.

And now, sure enough, Alice was right. Although this patient was more important than anyone I'd ever treated. Even the few patients I'd met who required medical care of the side of the road, they weren't Bella, so they weren't important. Or at least, those patients weren't as important as Bella.

I came back through the door and was back in Bella's room as quickly as I could get there while still looking human.

I removed her jacket to find that she was soaking wet underneath. And if I didn't change her clothing quickly, she would not only bleed into it but she would catch a severe case of bronchitis, ammonia, or hypothermia. None of the options were too appealing. And I was sure that Bella wouldn't wish to die.

But even so, I loathed having to look at her when I had not been given permission. Even though I'd reminded myself this was a purely platonic "doctor" type of action that I had taken many times before, it also was different. This was my beloved. This was Bella. Which was all the more reason that I needed to help her. Immediately.

"I am sorry Bella."

I fixed the pajamas in my hand and dressed her quickly and quietly into some new silk pajamas without looking. I knew she preferred sweats but I was hoping that the silk would replacing the feeling of chaffed skin after sleeping on the forest floor. Than I tucked her in, turned off her fan, and turned on a space heater, feeling thankful that Bella had it.

She would need much rest tonight after how far she had walked.

The only thing that I could seem to find wrong with Bella were the scrapes on her palms. So I took out some vasoline and rubbed her palms soothingly until I saw the scrapes disappear.

"Carlisle."

I sat there for a moment, completely still, thinking she had woken up. But when I saw that she hadn't, I breathed out a sigh of relief. I didn't want to worry her by checking her over if nothing was wrong.

But it seemed, after repeatedly checking her legs, palms, arms, and wrists for anything that seemed out of place, that nothing was wrong. So I decided to wake Bella up immediately.

I ran to the bathroom and back in a millisecond, carrying a cup of water and two pills in my hand. It would be about thirty minutes until it took affect and she needed to get these swallowed immediately. Otherwise, she would wake up during the night screaming. Alice had politely informed me that her menstrual cycle would be heavier this month.

"Bella," I placed my hand on her cheek gently. And her eyes softly fluttered, looking into my eyes with the brightest smile I'd ever seen.

"Carlisle."

Her voice was a blessing in and of itself.

"Bella, I need you to take these please. Don't sit up. I will slip them on your tongue. Your hands are currently covered in vasoline so they will heal from the scrapes faster."

"Who put vasoline on my hands?"

"I did."

"But than, shouldn't you have vasoline on yours?"

I smiled softly at her face of confusion. "I washed my hands."

"Oh."

I slipped the first one onto her tongue and carefully placed the cup of water to her lips, politely requesting her to take a sip. And than I placed the second one on her tongue, repeating my actions.

And when she was finished, she tried to sit up again.

"Bella, you have not eaten in a while, you have hypothermia, and if you sit up you will be extremely dizzy."

She stopped pressing against my hands but exclaimed that she needed to use the restroom after a quick look at the calendar. And I had not missed that either.

"Bella, I will not stop you from having a "human moment" if needed. But I have already taken care of that."

She gasped slightly than looked down, confused.

"Carlisle, what did you do?"

"I dressed you. I am sorry. But your clothes-"

A dawning look crossed her face. "Oh, right. They were wet. They would have made me sick." Her voice was soft when she spoke and her face showed she was concentrating. And than a distinctly uncomfortable look crossed Bella's lovely face and I knew the cramps would be starting about now.

I gently placed my hand to her stomach to massage the pain away and Bella sighed, blushing. "Thank you. Ya know Carlisle, you really don't have to do this. I mean, I appreciate it and everything. But…" She trailed off.

"I don't mind taking care of you Bella. It's no trouble whatsoever. I am sorry that I dressed you without your permission. That was wrong of me to do."

She blushed deeper than she had all night. "Oh, it's nothing like that. I was just wondering how I got into these." And than she looked up into my eyes with such a love that it made my heart ache and took my breath away, even though I did not need to breathe. And at that moment, I knew I would take Esme's advice.

Make her happy Carlisle.

"I trust you Carlisle."

I smiled gently and kissed Bella's forehead, wrapping her reclining body in my arms as gently as I could, so as to not hurt her muscles.

"Try to get some sleep Bella."

"Ok."

And she smiled at me as I left the room and gently shut the door behind me. Rest my Bella, rest.

A/N I wasn't originally going to write this chapter. But suddenly, it all just came pouring out! And I knew I had to include it. If you guys like it and would like me to place more smut throughout the story, let me know. :) So, I'm bumping it up. Six reviews please. :)