I do not own anything related to the Twilight world. That, my pervs, belongs to the mother superior of our pale vamps: Stephenie Meyer. We just turn her characters into sex addicts. But out of her world, some of my characters are real names.
Thanks to my pre-beta buddy, and fantastically betabuddy: Truth in the Moon for fixing my oops.
Woohoo they meet!! Non-lemony
Fire
BPOV- unconscious state
Jasper's here!
"God, Bella, what the hell did you get yourself into? I do have to laugh at it though. Is it karma that this happened? You and Edward are in the same room finally. Bella, can I confess something to you? This past week, I think you became my best friend. I never had a woman friend before. Well, at least we can go shopping now! I wonder if Edward told you that you're going to be staying with me. I have another confession for you. You're going to have access to the Playgirl channel. I'm a regular customer when they have a masturbation day. Yay, this is going to be so much fun. Oh sugar, come on, wake up girl. I need you to wake up. Edward needs you to wake up. Come on, girl, make Jas happy and wake up. Don't let me down, wake up, sugar."
I'm so happy and glad that Jasper's here. Oh god, I want to talk to him. I want to tell him that he's my best bud now. Come on, Bella, wake up. Come on. Come on, wake up. The blackness is changing. I see a light. Oh no, not the light. Oh god no. Please let Nana be there if it's my time. I don't want my time to end now. Come on, Bella, you can't do this. You have a man waiting to meet you. Edward's waiting for you. Jasper is waiting for you. Nana's waiting for you too. The light is getting larger. God no, not yet please.
JasPOV
"Bella, we'll also rent movies and have a slumber party. We'll go out clubbing. I'll keep the lesbo's away from you. Edward and I are going to help you Bella. We'll take care of you. Edward is getting something to eat right now. Come on Bella, Edward needs you."
As soon as I said this Bella's eyes fluttered and a little choke came from her. I ran out of the room for the desk nurse yelling for her to get Dr. Carlisle. I grabbed my cell phone and texted Edward a message, "Get your sexy ass here now, Bella's waking!"
EPOV
"Thanks, Debbie," I said while paying for my brunch; which is consisted of soup. Debbie worked as the cashier here in the cafeteria. She was pretty: blonde-haired woman, about 5'7'', skinny, but also married to a guy named David. She's been working here for five years. I grabbed my tray with my food and coke and sat down at a vacant table. God, they do have the best potato soup. I think I slurped loudly because of couple of young female med students were ogling me. Was it my slurping, or me? Whatever, I don't give a fuck.
I looked at my watch, keeping an eye on the time. It wasn't even seven minutes later my cell phone chirped from Jasper. Incoming text, Get your sexy ass her now, Bella's waking!
I stood up quickly jostling everyone in the cafeteria. I was shortly confused. I threw my cell phone along with a wrapped fork in my pocket and ran over to Debbie forgetting my tray with my lunch.
I hugged her and laughed, "She's awake!"
I think I scared the shit out of poor Debbie because she looked at me as if I'd gone mad. Then I did the unthinkable, I grabbed her face I planted a big kiss on her lips. I ran away from poor Debbie and straight to Bella.
JasPOV
The late morning shift nurse came in to check her vitals. Bella's heart and breathing were normal. Both the nurse and I kept chanting, "Come on, Bella, wake up." Just then, Carlisle came walking in, and soon after him, Edward came running in out-of-breath.
Bella's eyes fluttered opened and the sight of her chocolate brown eyes made my own heart flip-flopped. We all just stood there watching her wake up.
"Jasper? What are you doing here? What happened?" asked Bella and then her eyes flew over to Edward, and she gasped.
"Hey sugar, welcome back to the real world. It's about time you woken up," I told her while giving two pecks on each cheek. Carlisle stepped up to her bed to check on her and introduced himself.
CarlislePOV
"Hi Bella, I'm Dr. Cullen. You can call me Carlisle if you want. I only let special patients of mine call me by my first name. We're so glad that you came back to us. Are you in any pain at this moment?" I asked and Bella shook her head looking at Edward. "Okay, good then. Let me explain to you what happened to you and your prognosis. A couple days ago, you took a nasty fall on some ice at the university. Bella, on the way down from falling you fractured your back. You are an incomplete spinal cord injury. You just fractured your spine at the L4 area of your back," I explained the injury of her back and pulled out her x-rays. I went over to the light box on the wall, flipped on the switch, shoved her films in the brackets, and continued explaining. "You see this area here? This is where you fractured it. We did give you high dose of medication so the fracture wouldn't get any worse. Bella, because of this fracture your legs will be immobilized. You wont be able to use your legs from your thighs on down. With L4 patients, the area they will not be able to use is their: thigh flexion; thigh adduction; extension and flexion of leg at the knee; dorsiflexion of foot; and extension of toes. We are not sure just yet if you have a certain lumbar and sacral injury to your spine, Bella. These are L3 injures; anything below this area of the spine region are decreased control of the legs and hips, urinary system, and anus."
"Okay, stop right there. First, I don't mean to be rude but, why are they here and what do they have to do with me?" Bella asked while nodding towards Jasper and Edward.
"I'm sorry I should have introduced you to my colleagues. Well, Edward is not only my colleague, but he is my son. In addition, Jasper is his "sidekick" entourage helper. I already guess that you know Jasper. Edward is going to be your therapist, and that's were his entourage Jasper comes in. Jasper works with Edward at 'Masen' therapy center. How do you know Jasper?" I asked.
Jasper jumped in to answer Bella's response because Bella turned two shades redder, "Bella has been coming to 'Heaven' night club. She keeps my sanity and hold's the bar up while I work there. You can say she's my entourage so to speak."
BPOV
Oh fuck, it is him. My heart can't seem to slow down. Damn heart monitor is giving me away with it's loud beeping sound. I heard what Dr. Carlisle was saying about my injuries, and now I couldn't really give a fuck about them. I could not stop staring at Edward. Goddamn, he's so fucking sexy and good looking.
His green eyes are hypnotizing me. Poor guy needs a shave, but that look on him fits him; somewhat scruffy with messy sexy hair. God, look at that slim body. I wondered if they both remember me. Ok, now I can't get flapper out of my head. Should I sneak a peek? Nah… Oh my god, Edward's going to be my therapist. It'll be good that Jasper will be there. Why do I have a weird sense that Edward has been here though?
CarlislePOV
"Let me continue explaining your outcome and how Edward and Jasper will help you out. First, you have your function goals: these goals are expectation of activities that a person with spinal cord injury eventually should be able to do with a particular level of the injury and these goals are set during rehabilitation time? These two, Jasper in particular, will help you learn new ways to manage your daily activities and stay healthy. You're going to be staying at Jasper's apartment so he can teach you these goals," I had to chuckle when I heard and squealing and clapping behind me. "Jasper will teach you how to live life in a wheelchair. His apartment is already set up for wheelchair use. Edward will help you on your therapy recovery. He will help your teach your body how not be cramped and not your muscles not to become weak, or turning like mush so to speak. I'm counting on both boys here to help you accomplish getting back on your feet," I told her this and I lied about being back on her feet.
A lot of SCI patients I dealt with never recover and remain wheelchair bound. I could change that for her though…
"Carlisle, you said earlier about a sacreal root?" asked Bella.
I laughed but continued on, "No, not sacreal, sacral root. I have been giving you ankle and knee jerk test to see if you are at the L3 level. However, looking at your x-rays it does not appear to be. The only way to be sure is to have you take another test to be sure that you are not a complete injury. It is call a Bulbocavernosus reflex. This reflex is tested electrophysiologically; by stimulating the vulva and recording from the anal sphincter. This test modality is used in intraoperative neurophysiology monitoring to verify function of sensory and motor sacral root.
"Bella, this might get uncomfortable for you, but we're going to have to stimulate your vagina and insert a small thin probe up your anal cavity to record any contractions your body gives off," A/N: This is a real (old) test to find out if the patient is L3 incomplete injury. I will have one of our OB/GYN techs to help you through this. Don't worry I'll send these two guys home before I order this test in the next half hour. Not unless you'll need a visual to help you, ahem, get happy?" I asked while nodding towards Edward.
"Daaaad!" Edward exclaimed as he blushed and so did Bella.
"I'm sorry about that Edward. I will leave you three so I can run up a request for an OB/GYN available for the morning to do the Bulbo test. I will be back later today to check on you, Bella. We are glad to see that you are back with us. Edward, Jasper." I nodded to the both of them.
"Hold on, Dr. Carlisle, I want to ask you a few questions alone?" asked Jasper. We left Bella and Edward alone to meet, to greet, and to procreate.
EPOV
About time they left. I thought I would never get the chance to finally introduce myself. Well, here goes nothing as I walked over to the side of her bed…But, it was her that made the first move of the conversation.
"So, I thought they would never leave. Hi, I'm Bella, Isabella Swan," she said this while rolling her eyes. "Please call me Bella. I never could stand the name Isabella. Ugh. And I'm so glad people never called me Isa either."
I laughed while shaking her delicate hand, "I promise to never call you either Isabella or Isa for that matter. It's good to finally meet you. I'm Edward." I think I just made a mistake when saying this because her eyes widened and my heart stuttered in response. "And, please promise to never call me Ed or Eddy"
"You remember then, in Westlake Plaza?" she asked but continued, "And, I'll promise never to call you Eddy."
"Where did you run off to? One minute you're tapping your foot, the next minute you're running to the other side of the street" I asked her. But I couldn't believe how direct my question was.
"My mom called me. I went to the other side of the street because I couldn't hear her from the blarring drumming noise. And you were watching my foot?" she asked blushing.
"Your mom is really nice. I called her a few days ago to tell her what happened. She seemed concerned for you," I responded.
"You're avoiding my question," Bella said.
It was unavoidable response, "Which question?"
"You were watching my foot? Why?" she asked again but getting frustrated also.
You're foot wasn't the only thing I was watching. But my words spoke faster than my thoughts, "You're foot wasn't the only thing I was watching," And I'll damned if she turned ten shades of a deep red.
The night nurse came back in inform me that visiting hours were over and I was told once again to leave Bella so she could get more rest. Damn, saved by the nurse.
"Can I come back late tomorrow morning? I only one patient to work with in the morning and then I'll see you if that's alright?" I asked her hoping she would say yes.
She smiled and said, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll be here."
It was getting close to six, and I wondered if she did needed rest or the night nurse just kicked me out for the hell of it. I shook Bella's hand and left her.
On the way out of her room, I just got the worst sickening ache in my stomach. I didn't want to leave Bella. I had the weird feeling that I needed to be with her more and more. It made me sick that I had to leave her for the night. It felt like I wanted to cry. I think Carlisle was right. It was love at first site when we saw her at Westlake.
I drove back to my cottage feeling ashamed that I felt this way but also felt a strong desire to be with Bella. When I got home, I took off my work clothes and threw on some comfortable oversized lounge plaid pajama bottoms and my holy "Frankie Says Relax" t-shirt that Jasper bought me ten years ago. I made a bowl of popcorn and watched the VH1 80's marathon.
EPOV (cont.)
Day Three
Monday morning was the therapy session with Danny. For some reason Danny wasn't doing well today with his therapy.
"What's up Danny, is your body hurting today?" I asked him.
He responded, "I can't ggget my ass innn gear today. My body is reallly aching today. It's mmmostly my mmmuscles that hurt. This damn dystrohy is tttaking a tole of mmme. Sherri had to pput me on my vennntilator last night."
I asked him, "Are you in the mood to do therapy today? If not I'll call your doctor and notify her on what's happening with you."
"Is thattt alright if wwwe skip therapy? I ttthink I need to gggo home and rest," Danny asked sympatheticaly.
"No problem, Danny. Let me call Sherri for you to come get you. Does she have her cell phone?" I asked. Right after that, I was on the phone explaining to Sherri, and she was here within fifteen minutes. I then called Danny's doctor and explained Danny's condition today. His doctor will make a house call to Danny's to check in on him.
I locked up Masen's Therapy for the day, and drove to the hospital to see Bella. Along the way I stopped at Chick fil 'A for their famous chicken sandwich and a soda.
I ate my sandwich in the parking lot and then went straight to Bella's room, giving a soft knock on the door.
"Come in," Bella yelled out.
I entered her room with all smiles and a brilliant red flush rose up from her neck to her forehead.
"You came back!" Bella exclaimed. "I'm glad though because I'm getting bored with talking to either the TV or the aides in here."
"I said I would come back. My patient ended his therapy early today because he wasn't feeling alright," I responded.
"So, what did you do last night when you left here?" she asked. I guess she was trying to make small talk and break the ice.
I responded, "I went home. I threw on some comfortable clothes, made some popcorn, and watched the 80's marathon on VH1."
Bella said, "I watched the marathon also. So in a way we did watched it together? Plain popcorn or smothered in butter and salt?"
"Smothered in butter; no salt" I answered.
Then she blushed, "What did you wear?"
"Bella, kind of getting personal? Why are you wondering what I wore?" I asked.
"I'm sorry, it is a personal question. It's none of my business, I'm sorry," she said hanging her head in shame.
I chuckled and shook my head because I didn't want to reveal what type of t-shirt I had on but I answered her honestly, "I threw on my 'Frankie Says Relax' t-shirt and pajama bottoms in red and black plaid."
Bella bursted out laughing, "Frankie Says Relax, oh my god! I haven't heard of 'Frankie Goes to Hollywood' in years. When I was younger, my best friend Angela played that tape for hours. We were so in love with the lead singer before we found out that he was gay. Let me guess, Jasper bought you that t-shirt?"
"I only wear that shirt in the privacy of my own home. Besides, it's so full of holes, the words on the front actually says 'Fnki ay Rela'. VH1 played the video last night. Did you see it?" I asked her. And she must've thought about where the holes were because she giggled.
And by damn it she did blurt it out, "So, your both nipples shows where the 's's should be in Says?"
We both laughed because she was right; smart ass.
I was saved by a knock on the door as Nurse Rachette entered Bella's room. Now I'm not kidding you, this is her real name.
I greeted her, "Hello Ms. Rachette. " And Bella bursted out laughing. I had to chuckle when I heard the first beautiful chimes of Bella's roaring laughter. It wasn't a girlish laugh. It was a laugh that you only hear while telling a good joke.
"I know, 'Ms. Rachette' I get that all the time. You would think I would get bored with it but I kind of like it, but I like it when it makes people laugh. Maybe I should find a man to marry and get rid of the Rachette. Cullen is a nice name," she elbowed me while wiggling her eyebrows.
"Ms. Rachette, you know that you're old enough to be my dad's age." Over 150. Okay, well, maybe not that old… "Besides I'm saving myself for a suitable woman close to my age," I responded but held my gaze at Ms. Rachette and not Bella.
"Well how about my daughter then? She'll be turning 19 in the fall," Nurse Rachette said.
But, I've seen her daughter and she's a spitting image of her mother. I didn't want to be rude to her so the only suitable response I could manage out was, "I'll get with you on that."
Nurse Rachette then turned her back on Bella and I to retrieve Bella's chart on the side table. I looked at Bella and shook my head and stuck out my tongue in response to Ms. Rachettes question about dating her daughter in disgust. Oh god, I think I just melted Bella. Bella is stuck in awe as she's ogling my long tongue.
I slipped it back in quickly before the nurse turned back around. I also think I just gave Bella her image while she's doing her Bulbo test. A/N: If anyone hasn't seen Roberts tongue, it is hella long! PM me, I do have a picture of him licking some girls face.
"Okay Bella, we need to get these tubes out of you for the test. Edward, can you leave us alone so I can remove Bella's tube?" Ms. Rachette asked while my eyes followed the tube leading from underneath Bella's sheet to the urine bag clipped to her rail on the other side of her bed. I guess I didn't notice it before when I came in a three days ago.
Bella, relieved from her awe state, shook her head and asked me in plea with her eyebrows raised, "Will you come back later Edward?"
"I will, but I need to run home and clean up. I promise to come back," I answered keeping my word and walked out of Bella's room.
BPOV
Holy fuck Edward has a long ass tongue. Oh, the possibilities he could do with that tongue. He could make any woman happy with his tongue. Move over Gene Simmons, Edward has just as long of tongue you have. But no one can surpass Mr. Simmons. But still, Edwards tongue licking everyyywherrre. Whoah And then I heard Ms. Rachette say something of a tube? Just when she said this, I felt a thin plastic tube inbetween my pussy lips: urine tube. I didn't realize I had a pee catheter tube stuck in me.
Edward was ordered to leave. I didn't want him to leave, I wanted to spend more time talking to him. He seemed to have a funny personality from Ms. Rachette's comment about her daughter. The daughter must be a spitting image of her parents. I suddenly felt sad at the thought of Edward leaving.
"Will you come back later Edward?" I asked him. And he promised that he would and he left.
The nurse grabbed a couple towels out of the cabinet and snapped on a pair of latex gloves. She pulled the sheets back and I laid exposed for her wearing just the open butt hospital gown. I looked down at my deadened legs and saw the ugly plastic tube taped to my left leg and followed the tube going over the mattress. There was still some yellow pee still inside of the tube. I was beyond embarrassed at the moment. So, I clicked on the side rail for the TV button and found VH1. Ms. Rachette then explained to me how she's going to remove my urine tube. If I needed to use the bathroom I could call for a nurse to either use the bathroom camode or a bedpan. She did have to call for another nurse for assistance. While we waited, VH1 played the new video for Coldplay 'Strawberry Swing'.
"I love this group. I like their new and old CD," I said to Nurse Rachette.
"My daughter likes them also. She says that they're playing Vancouver at the end of June. They were here last week, and she missed the concert. You didn't go?" she asked.
"Um, I've been laid up here for a while, and I didn't even know that they were playing in Seattle. Shows you how much I keep up with concert life."
I was pissed at myself that I missed them. I would've loved to see them. The other nurse popped her head in the door seeking the okay to enter.
The other nurse helped Ms. Rachette roll me over to my side and she had to hold up my right leg so Ms. Rachette can remove the ungodly pee tube.
"Bella, we're going to do the Bulbo test right now," said the nurse while holding up my leg.
"What? Wait a minute, Dr. Carlisle said they stimulate me. I thought the test is done with me in stirups, and a clit vibrator to make me "happy" ?" I asked in shock
"We know about this and we think this, is better than Dr. Cullen's way. When we remove your catheter, we'll also check your anal sphincter to see if it clenches," she responded sympatheticaly.
"No, don't look like you're sorry. Whew! Thank god it's going to be easier than I thought. I thought you guys were going to torture me and then leave me wanting me more stimulant. Thank you, whoa…Oh god… You just pulled out my catheter? I felt that!" I exclaimed.
"That's good that you felt that, and your catheter is removed from you. Remember to ring one of us when you need to use the cammode or bedpan. I'll phone Dr. Cullen and let him know that you felt the tugging and that your anus clenched," Nurse Rachette laughed.
"So this means I'm an incomplete SCI and hopefully one day I'll use my legs?" I asked.
"Bella, we try not to encourage the patients to get their hopes up about a total recovery. We're just very happy that you felt the tugging. Just listen to Dr. Cullen, Edward, and Jasper. They'll help you, Bella. In then meantime, we're going to keep in your I.V. until tomorrow when Dr. Cullen comes in the morning. We still need to keep you sedative and on I.V. fluids. We'll send up some soup and some tea for you," explained Nurse Rachette.
"Okay. Oh, hey if Edward comes back, can you… um… send him in? Or, family members only can visit?" I asked hopefully for a good response.
"Well" she hesitated, "Since Edward is going to be your therapist, I guess it's ok for him to visit you; as your therapist only. After you have some of your soup, I want you to press your pain med button so your body can get the proper rest for recovery."
I just nodded my response and she left me alone with VH1. They showed the new video for Miley Cyrus; yuck, Mariah Carey, and a new one from Rob Thomas that now is my favorite song called 'Her Diamonds'. I started to think of Edward and I laughed a loud laugh when I thought of his holy t-shirt.
I'll have to ask him later if his t-shirt ended up holy or if naughty Jasper added the holes? I was laughing out loud again when a very cute good looking man walked in my room. Oh my god! Hey, if Edward doesn't pan out, I'm definitely asking for this guy's phone number.
"Hey, hows it going? You're awake. The ladies downstairs were wondering if you were awake. Yet until Rachette called one of them a while ago. Oh, hey by they way, my name is Greg Torres," He intodroduced himself with a brilliant smile shaking my hand. "I guess Rachette wants to keep you on liquids? You should be dying of a good lobster right about now?"
"Hi Greg, ugh, you don't even know they half of how much I'm starving. But, I guess soup would do," I responded. His attention then diverted to Rob Thomas's video. "Oh, I like this song. Did you know that he made this song for his wife. I guess his wife is sick or something. She has some illness or disease, do you know?" Greg asked.
Greg was fucking cute. He had to be some kind of islander or somewhere in the Pacific. He was tall with a slim build but had some muscle tone to his biceps and chest. His skin was a dark tan, almost native American. Dark brown short wavy hair and green eyes and long eyelashes. He had on a maroon polo shirt and black pants; work uniform. I asked Greg, "Are you from Hawaii, or a pacific island?"
"I am. Wow, you're good. I was born in Guam. Guam is a tiny tiny island close to Malaysia. It's mostly a military island but the U.S claims it as their territory. Then my parents moved to California, close to Sacramento. And then I moved here to Seattle a couple years ago," he said with a gleam in his eyes. And I did mean that. When Greg spoke his eyes would light up like he's very happy to be sharing this information with a stranger.
"Are your parents here with you?" I asked.
"Are you kidding? My parents are heat bunnies. Myself, I'm more prone to the damp and coolness of Seattle or anywere up north," he replied. "Oh hey, I need to get going and deliver more meals. I'll see you again. Nice to meet you and welcome back," he said while glancing at the wall clock and shaking my hand again.
Holy fuck, check out his ass I thought while he whistled walking out of my room. His ass is tight in his little tight black slacks. Damn!
My eyes traveled to his broad shoulders and back down to his tight round ass. Now Edward was cute and handsome, but Greg had a body to him. Mmm, potato soup…
I finished my potato soup, and finished off my vanilla pouding while watching a new show called 'My Antonio'. I sipped my tea slowly feeling a little drowsy. I didn't push my pain med button but I was feeling a little sleepy. I then began thinking about both Edward and Greg.
Edward showed more potential; although Greg was very handsome, he had to be in his late 30's in age. Greg is too old for my standards. Edward looked close to my age and he has a good personality to him. "Looks doesn't always count in looking for a man", my mom would always tell me, "If they can make you laugh, has a sensitive heart, and has a good paying job, that's a good man. Damn, how come I'm so sleepy all of a sudden? I wanted to wait to see if Edward would make good of his promise and come back to see me. It was almost two-thirty, I can take a little nap. I left the VH1 on to let the music videos they're playing play me to sleep. I was out in ten minutes and then dreaming…
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