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Something I just noticed, the word killed Looks like one of those pointy dinosaurs. Y'know, Ankylosaurids.

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Chapter 6… More Cullen's, and a Diagnosis

Edward's POV

She fell asleep. Not into a deep sleep, either. Into one of those light sleeps that was so attractive but blissfully dangerous. She moaned and mmmed and put her arms around my neck, nestling her face into my shoulder. I did not know how Mr. Allen wasn't seeing this, how she isn't waking up as the bell is ringing, and how I am carrying her out of the class without losing my mind and laughing and crying.

I carried her into the library and deep into the shelves. I sat down, cross legged, and she adjusted her position slowly, sleepily, and –ah, Edward you are such a sicko- sensually. I yanked my cell out of my pocket and hit 007 –Alice programmed her own speed dial-

"Edward, dahling, it has been way to long. I cannot believe we haven't talked in over an hour, how dare you not call me? Well you have to fill me in on everything that happened since we dined on cereal and dear Esme's lovely orange juice." Alice teased me in an English accent.

"Alice, cut it, I need you."

"Mm, big boy, you know I'm with Jazzy, and though I ain't exactly a good Christian girl, I am generally against incest…"

"Alice! This is serious!"

"Well, no need to snap. What's up?"

"It's Bella. I… I dunno what to do."

"Oooh, what happened? Did you kiss her? Do you love her? Do you have her in your arms and she is blissfully unconscious? "

"The third one. How did you know?"

"I'm Alice. I know everything. Don't worry, I'll gather everyone, stat."

"Alice, I don't need everyone. Maybe just you and Jazz, I just wanna figure out what the hell to do."

"Too late. We'll be down in a second."

"Alice, I haven't even told you where I" -click- "am." I sighed, and turned to Bella. "I guess it is just us until Alice finds us, which she will. Don't ask me how she knows, she just… does. Anywho, what would you like to do?" Bella moaned in her fitful sleep and snuggled closer to me. It took a great amount of restraint not to moan myself, and I shook the feelings off. Get a hold of yourself. You cannot be at all attracted her, it is completely immoral. Unethical. Would make you a complete douche. Okay, I clearly need a distraction. "Hey, Bella, I am being quite rude, having internal discussions. Now, let us see. Ah, we are in a Library. Let's read, huh? What do you like? We seem to be submerged in the fiction section… Ah, hell, let's do this at random." I closed my eyes, reached up, and grabbed a book of the shelf, flipped it open, and read.

"My life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars- points of light and reason… and the n you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire, there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see stars anymore. And there was no reason for anything." Wow. Ahem. How do I follow that act?

"Wow, Eddie, your passion is interesting, being as you have only known her for a day."

Shit.

My siblings were standing around me, having heard anything, quite possibly thinking I was declaring myself to a dead girl. No. I should be so lucky. I was declaring myself to a girl who was moaning and clinging to me.

"Rose, Jazz, Alice, Em- Especially YOU, Em. You can make fun of me all you want once we figure out what to do."

"Fine." This came from Jasper, my link to some sanity in this family. He sank to his knees next to me, quickly took Bella's pulse and opened her eye. Em got down next to him.

"Carlisle's little protégée, aren't we?"

"Shut up, Em… Pupils dialated… whites are stressed… Eyes are rolling, she is having bad dreams…."Alice bent on Jasper's other side.

"Can we wake her up, Jazz? I hate seeing her like this." She hated seeing her like this?

"No, she is very susceptible to stress right now. If we are all right here when we wake her up…"

"Oh."

"Edward, how did she fall asleep?"

"How..?"

"Immediately, slowly, conscious of it, unaware?"

"Oh… I would say immediately… she curled up and dozed, and it seemed involuntary…"

"She's overstressed, and very tired… she shouldn't sleep like this, no, she needs real sleep, Or else she is gonna be seriously sick. Take her to the house, wake her up, explain what's happened, let Esme take care of her, and then tell Carlisle what happened… See you two at dinner."

And in their funny way, Alice and Jazz said goodbye with their eyes, and they were off. Rose and Em said their goodbyes, with Em saying "It is never good when a girl falls asleep in your lap, Ed, dahling."

I turned to Bella. "Alright, doll, let's figure this thing out."

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Bella POV

I woke up in a bed, and couldn't remember my dream. A woman was standing over me, caramel haired, with green eyes that flecked with brown. She reminded me of a mother cat, a fiercely protective kind of leopard. The woman had the elegant appearance of a woman who love everything around her with a passion. He caramel hair was tied into a French braid, she wore fitted jeans, and a swirling pastel blouse. Her voice was a bell tone and it conveyed along with her mouth that she was very happy.

"Now dear, I should know a little something about being sick, so tell me what is going on" I remained mute. "Now, dear, I tried that bit for a long time and it just wasn't good for me or my family. Anyway, would it help if I introduced myself?" I nodded.

"Esme Cullen."

"Cullen…"

"Or I guess you know me as Emmie, Eddie and Allie's mommy. And I know you are Bella. So. Now will you tell me your big secret?" I shook my head, or rather, allowed it to kind of loll on the pillow…. She seemed to get the message, though. "Fine. I'll start. My name is Esme Cullen And I have Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease. I'm probably going to die in a year. And in the Mean time, I get to go Crraaaaazzzyyy!"

"How are you so happy then?" It burst through my lips before I could stop it. She laughed again.

"My dear, we all must learn to be happy with our lot and accept our fate. Sure, I would love to stay with the children I raised and the man I love, but I can't, so, one has to get over it. So what is wrong with you?"

"Lack of Sleep, I think."

"Oh. Well that's nothing. Now, let's get you some food."

Yes it is a real disease. When I was looking them up, I saw it and decided the irony was too good to pass up.

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