Bella raced through the automatic doors of the hospital, her heals in her hand and the dress hitched up so that she wouldnt trip. Edward was right behind her still very confused as to what had happened. Bella had been in a panic the moment she had returned from James's room. She had mumbled something about Roslyn and being extracted from the mission.

Edward followed her to the pediatric ward where they found Jacob pacing outside in the hallway. "Jake! How is she?", Jacob pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead, "I don't know B, carlisles with her now." jacob said brushing another kiss to her forehead. "Carlisles here? why?", Edward had been standing in the background feeling out of the loop. He couldnt help but wonder what his father was doing here.

Jacob scowled at Edward and pulled to the waiting area so that she could sit. Edward felt a pang of jealousy thinking it should be him comforting her. He heard her mumble again over and over,"not again...please Jake not again"..."shh Belles she will be okay" Jacob held her close.

The sliding doors slid open and Carlisle came through looking tired and stressed. He rubbed his hand over his face. When he lookedhe was surprised to see Edward there. he nodded in greeting then approached Jacob and Bella speaking in a hushed tone,"We have her on a drip, and managed to bring the fever down but we wont know until morning, we have to wait for the test." he sighed feeling rather useless,"You can go in an see her now." He bent forward to kiss Bella's cheek.

Jacob and Bella disappeared through the doors and Carlisle turned to Edward,"Father...what are you doing here? What is going on?" Edward asked seeking answers. "Bella's daughter is not well...the poor thing has been very sick over the last few years. Bella called me because she trusts me with Rosie." Carlisle explained,"I take it you work with them now?" Edward just nodded but seemed distracted. he was worried for Bella, ofcourse she would be in a panic. "Son I think it's best you leave," Edward nodded, "let me just say goodbye". He walked to the door looking through the glass window, Bella was curled up on the bed and Jacob next to her holding a small figure against his chest. Edward stood analysing Roslyn. She was pale against Jacobs copper skin. Her copper locks framed her sleeping face...her copper locks...Edward froze his fist clenched and he rounded on his father,"Tell me its not true father...tell me you didnt keep this from me, tell me bella never lied to me...Tell me that little girl is not mine!"

Carlisle just shook his at his son,"It's not my story to tell..."