Chapter 11

August 3rd early morning

When I woke up… again, I noticed that I wasn't in my room, and it was still dark out. The bed was horribly uncomfortable and I heard a strange beeping noise that was starting to bug me. Everything was white… oh… a hospital. I looked down and sure enough there was an IV in my hand and I was in that ugly gown they make you wear. But why was I here? I only passed out right?

"Good to see you awake Ms. Matthews." Said a voice that was also strangely beautiful. I looked up and there standing at the end of my bed was a doctor that could only exist in a TV show. He was too damn gorgeous. He didn't look a day over 23.

"I'm Dr. Cullen." He said with a gently smile. Well that cleared up the beauty thing. Edward's father. Vampire… but wait… he's a doctor? How is that possible?

"I don't have to read minds to know what you're thinking. I've been like this for a very, very long time." He lowered his voice. "I'm 365 years old. A lot of practice being around you humans. I'm quite immune to it all now." He laughed softly and I couldn't help but smile.

"So Dr.-"
"Please, call me Carlisle."
"…Carlisle. Why am I here?"
"Well Edward brought you here when you passed out. He was concerned because your heart beat was quite irregular."
"But that's nothing. If anything its just slight sleep apnea. I'm ok." He studied my face.
"Reagan, I'm not so sure. The murmur might be something more. Have you experienced anything else?"
"Well… um. I've been having chest pain, and sometimes it's hard to breath. But that's it." He studied my face again, he must be thinking.
"This has me a little concerned. I'm not exactly sure what is going on, but this is more than sleep apnea Reagan." He said gently. He moved closer to me, and took my hand free hand in his."

"There are some tests we need to do to make sure it's not a few things-"
"Do whatever you have to do Carlisle." I said forcing a smile. I was getting scared now. It was something more.

I went through the rest of the wee morning hours getting all types of tests done, being thrown into this machine and that machine, all the while worrying what could be wrong with me, wondering where Edward was, and a little angry that Carlisle was so calm during all of it. The handsome doctor told me to sleep while we waited for the results since they would take a while. He was also going to keep tabs on my heart beat while I slept.

After sleeping for what felt like forever, I woke up to a cold hand on my forehead. Edward was smiling over at me when I met his gaze, and I smiled too.

"Thank you for whisking me off to the hospital." I said
"No problem. You're lucky you live so close to one, and that Carlisle decided to work here."
"I guess so." I said and looked down.
Carlisle doesn't know what's wrong with me does he? It must be serious.
"Don't worry. He's going to figure it out. He is a very smart man." He whispered. I kept my eyes down and didn't think anymore. A few minutes later Carlisle came in holding a clipboard.

"Have a nice rest Reagan?" he asked casually, flipping through the different papers on the board.
"Sure." I said, still not looking up.


"Well it seems that you are negative for everything we tested you for. But there is one more thing I need to do."
"What's that?" I asked, curious now and looking up at the gorgeous blonde doctor.
"I'm going to have to operate on you. I have a theory on what it could be, and the only way to know is to take an endomyocardial biopsy."
"What does that mean?" I asked. Carlisle hesitated a little, which got me worrying more.
"Reagan… I have to take a small piece of your heart for testing." My eyes widened. He had to do what?!
"Carlisle… I don't know…" I stuttered
"Reagan, trust him. He knows what he's doing." Edward said calmly.
"Edward, I'd like you to help with this." Carlisle said to his son. Edward nodded.

Why did he need him?

"You forget Reagan; I am over 100 years old. I have 3 medical degrees. You'll be perfectly safe with both of us."
"Ok… I trust you both." I said. I then covered my face with my hand. Why was this happening? Edward gently pulled it away.
"Don't worry Reagan. Everything is going to be ok." Carlisle assured me.

An hour later I was being prepped for surgery.

"Carlisle? Could you tell me what exactly you are going to do?" I laid down on the operating table and Edward covered my lower half with a blanket.
"Well, I'm going to put a catheter into a vein in your neck. Then I'm going to guide it using an echocardiogram and place it inside your heart. Then put a bioptome into the catheter and remove a small section of your heart from the inside." He said simply.

"Oh… wow. Um sounds… painful." I shuttered a little.
"You'll be asleep my dear, you won't feel a thing. And even when you wake up, I'll make sure you don't feel anything. Edward will be with you the whole time." He said, patting my head lightly and going off to scrub in. He had already begun the flow of anesthesia and my eyes were beginning to close. Edward smiled down at me.

"I'll be here when you wake up. I promise."

Then the world went black.