Hey people! This chapter came out faster than I expected. My apologies if it's shorter than what you hoped for.
and I felt this because... my sister had been hurt.


The drive to the hospital was quiet, just the rain hitting the car windscreen and the silent worrying of myself and Rose. The early January sunlight was fading rapidly and you could see a crescent moon beginning to appear above the rooftops. I watched the tree's and houses pass in a blur as she drove the car swiftly along the roads, she gripped the steering wheel, the skin turning white and bloodless beneath the pressure.

When she finally pulled into the hospital car park, it was dark and it made the hospital building loom over us. We both climbed out of her convertible and inspected the structure that would house Alice until she could come home.

I would not like to work in a place like this...gives me the creeps.

I have to admit, the prospect of staying up all night in this place was not appealing; no way was I staying in a creepy place without company. It had an eerie stillness about it that was more than a little disturbing. There were several people in hospital gowns smoking underneath a canopy, but no other people were outside.

Rose grabbed my arm and began to march me inside, when my purse over turned and the contents spilled out onto the sidewalk.

"Shit..." I muttered, blushing furiously as I tried to pick up the various items that were currently sitting in a puddle. I reached out to retrieve my cell except I didn't have to. A pale hand with long fingers got to it before I could.

I looked up into some eyes that I swore were familiar.

"Edward?" I inquired, obtaining my address book before he saw the shameful low number of contacts I had.

"Why are you here?"

"I was, er, visiting my grandmother." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Was he embarrassed about going to see his grandmother?

"Why are you here?" he replied back politely.

Oh God, I'm getting all swoon-ed. Is that even a word? Oh fucksticks! I've got to stop having internal monologues!

"Alice was in a car accident." My voice unwillingly cracked as all the emotion flooded back to my mind. He put his hand on my shoulder and a warm tingly feeling settled there, it was kinda hard to describe.

It was a little like you had a butterfly on your shoulder and not wanting to scare it off.

"I'm sorry." His eyes held my gaze for a few moments.

He looked a little shocked himself, as if he hadn't meant to touch me. He promptly removed his hand.

Nooooooooooo! My mind mentally screamed.

Out loud I said, "It's okay, you didn't know." I sniffed, turning my head back to Rose, who was waiting at the door, eyebrows raised expectantly. "I'd better get going, I hope your Grandmother gets better."

I walked in the other direction, making my way back to the door.

Our gait covered a few paces before we reached the reception desk where a woman in a rather revealing dress sat. She had a staff badge on which read 'Tanya' and was chatting animatedly on the phone, while filing her nails. Rose progressed so she was right up in her face.

She put one hand over the receiver, "Yes?" She said, clearly annoyed to be interrupted in conversation.

"Alice Swan, what room is she in?" Rose demanded, her patience already staring to wear thin.

Tanya flipped her bangs from her face and started to type something into the computer.

I studied her, she could have been attractive if she wasn't caked in all things fake, she was tall, I guessed 5'8 and had pale blue eyes framed by dark lashes.

"Room 184, in the ICU." She went back to whatever she was talking about.

Alice was in an intensive care unit? Oh God.

An unfamiliar feeling welled up inside as I trailed along side Rose. We checked each room number in the ICU, peering into to some as we passed and saw people hooked up to wires and nearly all attached to an IV. We finally arrived at room 184, through the glass wall we spotted a man about 21 or so, sitting in a chair by Alice.

Oh, Alice.

Pain ripped through me when I stared at her lying there, she looked so small and helpless. Her arms and legs were bruised, a scar on her temple sewn up with black stitches. Her black spiky hair was flattened into the bob cut she had hated so much when she first got. Her eyes were closed and appeared to move beneath her eyelids.

Needless to say we were in the room and by her side in a flash. Rose glared unashamed at the man next to her.

"Who are you?" She snapped at him. He didn't even seem to be scared.

Fearless bastard.

He had blonde hair and that 'American boy next door' look that lots of girls fell for and no number's above his head. I chanced another glimpse above his head and still no numbers. I swallowed uneasily.

What the hell is going on with my powers?

"Jasper Hale, accident insurance lawyer." He smiled, he had a southern lilt to his voice that made me think he was from somewhere like Texas.

Rosalie snatched up the card he held out and glanced at it, then tossed it aside. She stared icily at him, "What do you want us to sign?"

I could not stop scanning the area above his head and he cleared his throat awkwardly. I met his eyes, the pupils looking a little larger than maybe they should have been.

"I'm going to fight for Alice's case, as it's company policy to offer our services free for those who do not claim."

Rose calmed herself for the briefest amount of time, "and it won't cost us anything?"

Jasper shook his head, "Not a dime." he clarified.

"Okay, we hire you, now get the hell out." She seethed.

"My number is on the back of that card." He shrugged and meandered out of the room, closing the door behind him.

I eyed Alice, she looked like a little glass doll. The heart monitor beeped.

"We are staying until she gets better, right?" I asked.

Rose nodded, making her wavy hair bounce. I watched as tears forced their was out of her eyes and onto her cheeks. I hugged her tightly, wishing I could make her and Alice better all at once.

"I'm going to get some of our things from the manor." She stood up a little shakily.

"Are you sure, do you want me to go instead?" I reassured her.

She patted my hand. "No, it's okay, I just need some time to think." She advanced to the door, yanked it open and wandered out into the corridor.

I turned my attention back to Alice, he eyes were still darting back and forth, as if she was simply dreaming.


Okay, it was shorter than I anticipated. But I'm just glad I could get an update out!
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