A few weeks later, August, Saturday, Carlisle PoV

Bella was in need of a flu jab, so we were both in the car, on the way to the hospital. I was going to be giving her this shot, but I hadn't told her that she was having one, as we had leant that Bella wasn't a fan of needles. Actually, that was an understatement, she was terrified of them. But, I hadn't lied to her about why we were going to the hospital. She needed a quick check up, and my colleague was going to check that she is alright, and I had told her that. Surprisingly, she hadn't asked about needles, so I hadn't had to lie to her about anything. So, in the car, at the moment, she was cheerful, bouncing about in her booster seat, talking to me.

"And den Edwad said we might go to the zoo! And we can see lions, Grawww!" she said, moving her hands like a lion.

I chuckled. Pulling into the hospital, Bella pointed out all the free parking spaces. "Daddy, you just missed another one!" she said, pointing at another parking space we just passed.

"Honey, I have my own parking space with my name on a little sign in front of it," I told her, pointing in the general direction of where my parking space was.

"Why do you have own here, but Mummy doesn't have one at the supermarket?" Bella asked, sitting back in her seat, looking puzzled.

"I have one here because I work here, but Mummy doesn't work at the supermarket," I said, pulling into my parking space.

I slid out the car and closed my door, before walking round to Bella's door. She was still struggling to get her belt off. I opened her door and untangled her from her seat belt, before lifting her out the car.

"Bella, don't run off," I called to her, as she ducked round and under the car door. I grabbed her jumper and shut the door, looking round to where she was standing. She was admiring my name plate marking my car space. I chuckled.

"Come on kiddo." She skipped after me, and grabbed my hand.

We walked through the entrance doors. I walked with Bella over to the lifts and put my hand on her head, so she stayed close to me, so other people could come into the lift too. I woman in a wheel chair was wheeled into the lift, who I knew.

"Hello Debbie, how have you been lately, I haven't seen you in a while," I said, smiling, shaking her hand.

"Same old, Carlisle, just coming in for a checkup," she said, smiling back. The lift doors opened and we all walked out, but Debbie and I walked a few steps away from the lift, holding Bella's hand so she didn't get lost.

Debbie and I had a quick catch up, where I introduced Bella to her. After 5 minutes or so, Bella began to get board and wandered round and around a plant pot in the corner. I told her to be careful and carried on my conversation but I excused myself from Debbie when my 4-year old child tripped and caught herself by putting her hand into the newly watered soil. Bella stood up, blushing, with a muddy hand and a sore knee. She didn't cry, but she looked embarrassed.

Debbie entered a door a short way down the corridor, waving to Bella, as I went over and lifted her away from the plant pot. "You can't stop falling over for 2 minutes, can you?" I said chuckling, taking her over to the toilets to wash her hands.

I took her through to where she was going to have her checkup, before her jab. Dr J. Baker stuck his head out his door. I went over to him and shook his hand, before introducing Bella. We all went into his office and I sat Bella on the examination table. Dr Baker handed me a clip board so I could fill out Bella's basic details, while he talked to Bella. She was shy, but she answered his questions. I wrote her full name, age, birthday, address, allergies…etc.

"I'm just going to have a look in your ears, alright?" he asked her. She nodded, slowly, but looked slightly concerned.

Next, he took his stethoscope, and explained to Bella what he was going to do. He lifted up her T-shirt to reveal her little stomach, which was gaining weight, which was a bonus as she was definitely underweight when we first adopted her. By now, though, her weight was just below average for her height, but her height was quite a way below average for her age. I could see her small chest rising and falling and I, with my vampire senses, could tell her heart was beating healthily.

"Sorry if this is a bit cold," Dr. Baker told her, smiling. Bella nodded.

Soon his examination was over and I took Bella down to the room where she will be having her jab.

"Where are we going now, Daddy?" she asked, looking up at me.

I lifted her up onto the examination table and said, "Honey, this is nothing to worry about, okay?" She looked startled, "You need to have a very small jab, but…" She immediately looked terrified and shook her head quickly. "Bella, sweetie, don't panic, it's very small and will be very quick," I told her, stroking her cheek.

"N…no Daddy, I don't need one," she told me, as I quickly wheeled a tray over holding the needle, numbing cream and cotton wool balls.

"Honey, it's nothing to worry about, it doesn't hurt," I told her. She slipped over on the examination table and tried to slide onto a stool, so she could get away.

When she was on the stool I lifted her up. "Daddy, I don't want it," she said, her eyes filling up with tears. I sat her back on the stool, and distracted her by talking to her, while I prepared the needle, without her noticing.

"I'm just going to put this cream on your arm, it won't hurt at all," I said. She shook her head and I spread the cream on her upper arm. She looked at it.

"Daddy, no, I don't want it," she told me, trying to get her arms round my neck.

"Okay, honey, its okay. Afterwards, you can have a lolly, from the jar up on that shelf," I pointed, whilst holding her arm, tightly, but not tight enough to hurt her. When she was looking away at the jar, I slipped the needle in, quickly. I couldn't put the stuff in the needle into her arm too quickly at vampire speed. She noticed the needle was in, but I held her arm still. It was over quickly, but Bella began to cry. I pressed a small cotton wool ball onto her arm, but barely any blood came out. After placing everything used into the bin, I turned back to Bella, with a blue lolly pop. She stopped crying and turned her attention to the sweet and I finished tidying up, chuckling slightly.

When I was finished, I lifted her up and said, "See? All that fuss for nothing."

She frowned at me and continued to suck her lolly. I chuckled and placed her on the floor, taking her hand.

"Daddy? Can I have a plaster?" she asked, taking the lolly pop out of her mouth.

"You don't need one, but you can if you really want one," I said, opening a high cupboard and taking 3 plasters out. A Winnie the Pooh plaster, a Monsters Inc plaster and a Toy Story plaster. "Which one?" I asked, kneeling down in front of her.

She thought for a moment and pointed to the Winnie the Pooh plaster. I put the others back and bent back down to put the plaster on her arm. I held her hand again and we walked out the examination room and back through to the entrance hall. I waved to the receptionist and headed back out to the car. Bella shivered slightly, so I helped her to put on her jumper and she ran ahead along the path back to the car. I opened her car door and helped her into the car, before heading back home.

"Hello, honey," Esme said, when we got home. Esme was making a snack for Bella in the kitchen.

"Hi baby," Rosalie said, smiling, walking behind Bella. "How was your shot?" she asked, lifting Bella up, and sat her on the kitchen counter.

"I got a lolly pop and a plaster," she said, smiling, and showing Rose her plaster. Rosalie laughed and stroked her hair. I walked over to Esme and kissed her neck after she gave Bella two biscuits and a glass of milk.

Bella went out to play with the boys for a while.

Emmett PoV

"Emmett you have to be careful with me today, Daddy said, because I have a sore arm," Bella told me, seriously.

I nodded, "Okay, I will be careful." Jasper and Edward all tried not to laugh at Bella's seriousness, because it did sound hilarious. I laughed, but Bella hit me, and said:

"It's not funny! It hurt a lot, and there was blood!"

"Okay okay," I humored her, not wanting to upset my baby sister. Although what she was saying was a lie, as Carlisle had said that there was next to no blood, and jabs don't particularly hurt, I didn't want to upset the little squirt. It was a big deal to her.

Next, I chased her around the garden, along with Edward and Jasper, who had also been told that they must not hurt her arm, which we all, again, found very funny.

When we went back inside, Bella continued to fiddle with the plaster and picked at it, and in the end, Carlisle took it off her arm, so she couldn't fiddle with it any longer. This didn't leave Bella particularly happy, but Carlisle didn't want her to infect the plaster, and therefore, infect her arm.

Carlisle and Esme talked about enrolling Bella into a school to start in September, because she was turning 5 in September, and she hadn't had any contact with children her own age.

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