This is mostly a filler chapter, though it does answer a question that came up in the reviews; is Bella's blood attractive to Edward? The answer; it will be, but as the scent strengthens he gets desensitised. I'm sure you've all heard the 'younger kids blood smells weaker thing'. WELL I now have a theory to explain it. Because I have that much free time.

OH! Congratulations to hannah-marie hale, Jessluvesharry, Jessica, tigerlover1971 and Thata Phoenix, who all guessed the song correctly. If you don't know what it was, go check the reviews.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. I do own the laptop on which I am currently typing, though. I named it Alfred.

The ER Already?

Alice

I knew that Bella would be clumsy. That came as no shock to me. However, even I never realised how serious it could be. It was ridiculous; not even two and she was in the ER already!!!

It wasn't as though Bella was doing anything dangerous or stupid. Heck, she was only a year-and-a-half! All she was doing was walking from one side of the room to the other; even as a child, it really shouldn't be that difficult. It was for Bella, though and I didn't see it happening until a nineteenth of a second before she actually fell. Certainly not soon enough for me to prevent it.

Bella fell. Sounds simple enough; all young children fall, it was something that could be easily fixed with a plaster and a 'magic kiss' to take away the pain. Often the graze would be forgotten by the child in question within seconds. But not Bella, oh no. Not only did she trip on the corner of the rug, she also managed to hit her head on the side of the coffee table and somehow slice her knee open on one of her toys – really, I thought those things were supposed to be safe for children to play with! Apparently, nothing was safe for Bella.

She sat completely still for at least three seconds while we hovered anxiously over her. Then she started to cry.

Loud.

Instantly, Edward picked her up, and we were all making shushing noises, stroking her hair, trying to calm her down and not breathing; in that respect we were lucky, as young children's scents were generally a lot weaker than those of a full grown adult. None of us were sure why – Carlisle theorised that a person's blood smelt enticing and tasted delicious because of their personalities; the sweeter a person, the sweeter the blood, etc. Bella had not yet had time to develop an individual personality, and so her blood had not really taken on any distinct flavour or scent. It also explained why animals did not smell appealing; animals had much cruder emotions and personalities – not that that made things like animal testing right – but it did offer an explanation as to why they didn't smell as good.

That and the fact that they weren't our intended prey, of course.

We ran out to the car, Bella in the back with Emmett Rosalie and I while Edward drove and Jasper sat in the front seat with him; of all of us, Jasper had the most trouble with exposed blood. All of the windows were rolled down and Rose held onto a crying Bella whilst I lost myself in the future. Bella would be fine, I saw; her knee would have to be glued, her head wasn't damaged and the scar on her leg would hardly be noticeable in a few years time.

Edward's driving was crazy – even more so than usual, as he breezed through several red lights and two stop signs. Things like traffic laws just weren't important when your future ma... I mean, little sister was in danger. Damn, I came close to slipping up. Edward would quiz me about that later, no doubt. I would just have to think of something to say... in the meantime, I started to translate Martin Luther-King's speech into Latin... and then French... and Spanish, and you get the idea.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Rose was the first out of the car, Bella in her arms and the rest of us running behind, as fast as we could go without causing widespread panic. We burst into the hospital, instantly seeking out Carlisle who was expecting us, because someone had had the foresight to call him. We rushed through the corridors, until I stopped dead outsideone of the rooms, and listened carefully.

I couldn't belive it. One of the doctors was singing under his breath as he worked. I almost doubled over laughing. I would've done, had the situation not been so serious.

"I finally made it through med school,

Somehow I made it throouugh,

I'm just an intern,

I still make a mistake or twoooooo!"

*****

After a quick examination, Carlisle confirmed what my visions had already told me. Within the hour, Bella's knee looked almost normal; if you didn't count the big glob of gluey-stuff that held her skin together so that it could heal. Ach, it smelt revolting, but it was better than smelling the blood. Carlisle was the only one who didn't seem to notice the scent that permeated the room. By the time we left, I swear I could actually see the scent hovering in the air, like a thin mist, twisting and coiling whenever the air shifted. Or perhaps I just had a vivid imagination.

When we got back, Esme still hadn't returned from grocery shopping – really how long did it take? Normally I'm the shopaholic, but even I have to admit that shopping for human food was impossibly tedious. Next to me, Edward gasped.

"Alice! Did you just think what I thought you thought?" Because that wasn't the strangest sentence I've ever had the misfortune of hearing.

"Edward, dude, that made no sense," complained Emmett. I think the problem is that he didn't like to miss out on the little 'inside conversations' that Edward and I had.

"Alice just thought that shopping was impossibly tedious!" And so the torture began. No matter how many times I tried to explain that no, I wasn't sick; yes, I still loved shopping and it was only food shopping that I hated, Emmett refused to back down. He insisted that I had a fever and should be sent straight to bed with a cold compress and a cup of hot cocoa. Never mind the fact that I couldn't sleep, the cold compress would feel warm to my icy skin and I couldn't digest the hot cocoa. And then Jasper tried to support me, which was sweet but very stupid of him.

1) I am Alice Cullen. I don't need someone to fight my battles for me.

2) If Jasper sides with me then Emmett includes him in his pranking.

And 3) Esme really, really, really hates it when those two destroy the house.

"Edward, get Bella outside! Rose, help me stop these two before they break something! Namely each other." Edward swept outside, and Rose rushed forward, quickly and effectively distracting Emmett. Not, however, before they managed to smash the coffee table and crush the sofa. Good job it was just a prop. At the rate Rosalie and Emmett were going, we'd need a new bed before the end of tonight, as well.

*****

I had never seen such a mess. It was a miracle that the house was still standing, but unfortunately I couldn't say the same for the majority of the furniture. Edward hesitantly walked back into the house – we had taken so long that he had gone running with Bella – and his jaw dropped as he surveyed the wreckage that lay before him. I checked the time. Crap. Two minutes; not nearly enough. I grimaced and braced myself.

"EMMETT McCARTY CULLEN! JASPER WHITLOCK HALE!" Here it comes... "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY HOUSE???" I had never seen Esme so furious. She quite literally dropped all of her shopping bags and her eyes were almost bugging out of their sockets. Ha. This would teach them not to mess with Mystique Alice. I had seen this coming, but I had hoped that I wouldn't be anywhere near here when Esme exploded. The next state would be preferable.

In the end, Edward and I got away with it; Edward because he had taken Bella away from the destruction, and me because I gave her the puppy-dog pout, with added bambi-eyes. I would have to teach Bella how to do that.

Rose got off with only two days of no TV, because she hadn't actually fought... but when she distracted Emmett, well... things had been smashed.

Emmett and Jasper, however, was a different story altogether. They were banned from wrestling and fighting of any sort (even thumb-wars!) for two weeks, and they had no TV OR computer games, OR anything of the sort for a month.

THAT'S what you get when you tease Alice Cullen.