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Esme's POV

I was quite upset when Carlisle left. He wouldn't be back until tonight. However, he left me in the care of his good friends Andy and Biff.

I waited in my room until "the boys", as Carlisle called them, finished their rounds. In the mean time I read some of the magazines and the book Carlisle gave me to entertain myself. However, they held little interest to me. Soon thoughts of my son entered my mind. The tears began to flow. Just thinking about my beautiful baby boy upset me. This time the sob came more quickly. I curled myself up in the little hospital bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up Andy and Biff were sitting in the chairs at the other end of the room talking about something.

"Andy, where do babies come from?" Biff asked

"Shouldn't you know that….you deliver them?" Andy replied. Wow, I would never want Biff to deliver my child.

"Well, I know where they come out of… but how did they get in there." Biff sounded like a whiney little child himself.

"Well, Biff," I began "When a mommy and a daddy love each other they decide to have a baby. Then they…." I was debating whether to tell him or not… but he is an adult. "They have sex."

Biff and Andy looked at me as if I was green and had three heads.

"Ohhhhhh…." Biff began "So you have a husband…..or did you just go out and get knocked up."

"Well, Biff my situation is well…. Different."

"Tell me, tell me, tell me." He begged.

"I had a husband….but he was more like a monster…and he well …uhh….did stuff and…can I just not tell you." I tried to find the right words to describe my situation.

"Esme, you don't have to if you don't want to" Andy responded. I'm glad he understood how uncomfortable it was for me. Then there was an awkward silence.

"Do you happen to know what time it is?" I asked hoping that Carlisle would return soon.

"11:30 pm" Andy spouted off.

"Party time" Biff declared "the chief has left the building."

Just then Biff pulled out a bottle of Vodka and two shot glasses out o his brief case. It reminded me of all the night Charles would come home drunk.

"Do you want some" Biff asked

"No thank you." I responded

"Are you sure" Andy asked "Because you look like you could use a whole bottle."

"I don't drink."

"Why?" They looked as if I had dropped an atomic bomb on there whole livelihood.

"It has to do with my ex-husband" I stated "Hey, can't you guys get fired for drinking on the job?"

"Uhhh….yes." Biff responded "Don't tell….please."

"I won't" I promised "Does Carlisle drink with you." I prayed that he wouldn't I loved him to much. I couldn't watch him drink. He couldn't be like Charles.

"No" Andy began "Carlisle and I have been friends since…since we were three I would know….well I mean he has a beer or two at the occasional foot ballgame or a glass of red wine a dinner….cause you know we're from England and we always have wine with dinner and…uhh…. ya he hasn't been the same since about a year ago.

"What happened to him" I asked.

"He fell in love!!!" Biff said in a voice trying to sound like a teenage girl.

"Oh, with who?"

"We don't know," Andy stated "but he's loved her for along time."

"How long have they known each other?"

"Since he was 16 or 17 in England where we're from."

"He was 17….she was 16." I responded.

"Ya" biff spoke next "Then he never saw her again….until he saw her again in the grocery store. She was buying something out of a can."

"Frosting" I whispered. At that point I was pretty sure it was me.

"Ya, it was frosting" Andy smiled 'but now that you've come along he's forgotten all about her."

"Yes, Esme you have filled the empty void which we now call Carlisle's heart."

"Wow, biff that was poetic" Andy responded

"I know, I've been reading Dr. Seuss." Biff smiled.

"So anyway" Andy continued "Ya, but for awhile he was really depressed. He found out she was married and like didn't eat for the longest time. I guess it's a guy thing….cause women eat their feelings …. So I guess guys starve themselves."

"I think he still keeps her picture in his lab coat." Biff shrieked as he ran out of the room to retrieve the picture. In less the 5 minutes later he came back with the lab coat which was still attached to Carlisle. Then it hit me Carlisle was back.

"Hi Esme." He waved

"Hello Carlisle." I blushed

"Hey Carlisle we wanted to see the picture of the bitch who threw you in to that spiraling depression." Andy said as he pointed to his pocket.

"Well," Biff began " It was more like she ripped out his beating heart, tore it in to little pieces, threw it down the disposal, dug it out of the disposal with a fork, just to spit on it, and flush it down the toilet like a dead fish…LIKE SWIMY….NO NOT SWIMY!!!!!!!!!"

Wow, I thought to myself is Biff always this elaborate. Is he high or something. What is he on and why hasn't anyone found out about it.

Just then Carlisle took out a picture. It was a battered old Polaroid and on the front was the picture of Carlisle and I. Andy and Biff looked at the picture, did a double take and looked at each other. Their mouths dropped, they were speechless.

"So I guess I'm the bitch who flushed his broken heart down the toilet." I replied. Both of them looked at me with I'm sorry written all over their faces.

"You're tree girl!!!" Biff screeched.

"I'm Tree Girl?"

"Yeppers, you fell out of a tree and Carlisle, this man over here, saved you. He's like your own personal Superman!!!"

Well it was true. Carlisle did save me, twice at that. I owe him a lot. He is such a kind and generous man. He was one of the very few men outside of my family to truly care about me.

"Were you really that depressed?" I asked

"Depressed" Andy shouted "for once in my life, I'm going to agree with Biffs theory. He sat on the couch ate chocolate ice cream, which I bought because his mother said it always made you feel better, while he watched reruns of I Love Lucy. He didn't go to work for three days. Biff and I thought he was going to come out of the closet."

"You thought I was homosexual" my blonde doctor responded.

"No Carlisle," Biff began "we thought you were gay, not homosexual." Biff corrected. I guess Biff is just a little oblivious.

"Wha… why…How did you come to that conclusion." He stammered

"Well, you can do your own laundry, and then you iron your close and hang the up with perfection. You clean like nobody's business, you like artsy and antiquey stuff, you cook. You use conditioner, and you brush your hair." Andy listed...I didn't care….he was….he was….OH MY GOD HE'S THE PERFECT MAN.

"I don't use conditioner…it's a two in one." Carlisle explained

"Well, do you even take your shirt off at the gym?" Biff yelled

"I feel no need to." Carlisle responded.

"GAY" Andy shouted "I bet you won't even take your shirt off in front of Esme."

"You know what" Carlisle shouted just as loud "I will, but you have to take your shirts off too.

"We will" Biff joined in the shouting.

"Cause I know my body is better than yours" Andy pointed at Carlisle.

I'm sure my eyes were the size of plates. I mean not only Carlisle but Andy and Biff as well. Not to mention I was the judge. I felt pretty privileged, but I did feel dirty at the same time. Hell, I didn't even see my ex-husband shirtless. Just then three doctors unbuttoned their shirts and threw them to the ground. Biff was well…uhh…let's just say …fairly unattractive. Andy had nice abs and a nice upper half all together. It was like a soccer player's body. However, he needed work to be able to brag like he was. Then there was Carlisle, the most humble out of all of them standing straight and tall with the most ….pardon my French…. kick ass body ever! He had an eight pack with perfect pecks. His abs we chiseled. Carlisle looked like a Greek God… Better then the statue of David…Better than Zeus…Hell, better than mythical gods that were created by the Greeks. He was Pure Perfection.

"Ha" Andy screamed "I have a 4 pack" he looked at Carlisle "and you have an 8 pack." Carlisle shrugged like it was nothing special.

"I've got the whole keg!!!" Biff yelled

I couldn't help but laugh. Not to mention that they look quite silly yelling at each other with their shirts off. Then a female doctor walked in to the room. Biff screamed like a little girl and covered him self.

"Wow, is this some new form of bedside manner… cause if it is…I'll get sick more often."

Carlisle rolled his eyes and put his shirt back on…..which made me sad. Andy ran out of the room following the woman doctor. Biff followed Andy. He must not be able to function without him I giggled to myself….or he got the hint that Carlisle and I needed to be alone. So there we sat in the tiny, boring hospital room….all alone….oh god Biff come back. Great, now I was nervous.

I watched him button up his shirt. He tucked it back in and put on his lab coat. Then he smiled with those perfect white teeth.

"Hey" I smiled while reaching out my hand.

"Hello" he responded as he grabbed my tiny hand and sandwiched it between his. My nerves quickly vanished with the second smile. It just reminded me how kind and inviting he was.

"I've got news." I smiled.

"So do I." He grinned back.

A/N: OMG I am so so so so so so so sorry. I haven't posted in like EVER!!! I swear I have like the next 2 chapters written in a notebook. Now that summer has started I will try to post more often. I pinky promise. You can virtually slap me if you feel the need. Big thanks also to Iris "MY Sista from another Mista" she described Carlisle for me…she's good at that. SO KEEP READING…. Cause it will make me sad if you stop.