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Carlisle's POV

This week was going to end on a good note. I was going to quit my job….well resign today. I walked in to Esme's Room. And helped her pack up all of the items Andy and I picked up from her house her in New York. We wouldn't ever make her go back in to that house. When I entered she wasn't there. O walked over o the bead and saw her note

Dear Carlisle,

See you later. I'm being discharged today. Hope your last shift ends soon!

Love,

Esme

I walked out of the room. I turned towards the nurses' station and there she was checking herself out of our Hospital. She was wearing a purple v neck shirt with the sleeves scrunched up to her elbows and dark jeans. Her Carmel tendrils of hair were pulled back in to a ponytail that was placed in the center of the back of her head. A few lose curls framed the front of her face She looked so beautiful.

I walked slowly up to the desk. My speed was steady I didn't'/t want to make a huge scene…yet. As I walked farther my pace quickened. I was practically jogging towards her. She turned around a smile appeared on her face. Our eyes met my hands grabbed hers. Slowly moved one of my hands and placed it on the small of her back. Then I dipped her in to kiss. I heard the gasps of some nurses and the angry grunt of the one man I despised the most

"CARLISLE CULLEN…." The chief boomed

"QUITS!" I screamed back as I cut him off in mid- sentence.

"You can't quit!"

"Fine then I will resign" I smiled. And with that I left with Esme held in my arms bride style. I carried her all the way to my car and then Home.

The next day brought sadness. It was Baby Carlisle's Funeral. It was planned perfectly and the guests were called. Esme's parents were truly upset when they heard that their grandson was dead. Esme also called her good friend Carrie….I think that was her name. The three of them would be joining us along with Andy and Biff.

The coffin was tiny, and the flowers were simple and there were a few pictures. My favorite one was of him and Esme. She was holding him close, his cheek up against her and they were smiling. She had her hair in pigtails and just this radiant smile on her face…one that I just hadn't seen in so long. I wore a black suit. Andy and Biff wore something similar to me. Esme wore a simple black dress that showed off her soft curves. We waited In the front of the church for everyone to arrive. Esme laid her head on my chest as I held her close. She had her tiny arms wrapped around my waist.

Soon a car pulled up it was obviously a renal. Two, people stepped out. The first was a man, a huge man. It was not that he was obese but muscular like his life consisted of lots of hard labor. Next to him stood a woman of a shorter stature. She couldn't be more than 5 foot. Her caramel curls were cut short bob length. It was very familiar. These people were no doubt Esme's Parents. As the got closer I could see many of Esme's features also belonged to her mother. The only similarity she had with her father was her huge doe like eyes.

"Mommy, Daddy" she yelled as they ran up to her.

Almost instantly they began to comfort her. Rubbing her back and holding her close. I knew she needed them right now and I should back away. If Esme needed me she would ask. Soon after her parents pulled up. A shiny black car came in to my view. A woman wearing a black dress exited the vehicle and came near the church. She had brown hair little below her shoulder. She walked almost model like. As she entered the church she took off her large white sunglasses and shoved them in her purse. Esme broke away from y side and ran towards her. My guess this had to be Carrie. I looked over at biff and Andy. Both there mouths were open staring at who I presumed to be Carrie.

"Boys were at a funeral....not a club." I corrected.

"Carrie" Esme yelled as she ran over towards her friend. New tears fell down her already sad face.

"It's alright I'm Here" she whispered as she patted the back of Esme's head, gently stroking her hair. "We are going to get through this. You don't even have to move back in with your, you can come and live with me. Just like in college."

Esme pulled way. "Thank you Carrie, but I already have living arrangements made."

"You do?" her mother chimed in.

"Yes I do, but may we talk about this later" she asked

Of course pumpkin" her father said as her cupped her cheek like she was a little girl still.

We then entered the church. I was almost to my seat when I felt an arm pull me aside. It was Esme.

"Can I ask you a favor" she questioned.

"Sure anything."

"Will you hold my hand?"

"Of course" I replied.

I knew she needed me right then and there. Esme needed me and wanted me to hold her hand. The funeral went by with out a hitch and we all traveled to the grave sight to say I final goodbyes. Then baby Carlisle was Buried and a few more tears were shed. Mr. Platt decided to buy us all brunch. We were all eating our food quietly, when Carrie spoke up.

"So Esme, who are your friends."

"Yes baby Girl who are these nice young gentlemen?" her father asked

"Well, Daddy, that is Dr. Andy McShane, and over there is Dr. Biff Wellington. Oh and Daddy, this, this is Dr. Carlisle Cullen, the man who has saved my life for the 2nd time." She smiled. The way she said my name made me feel proud to be in my own skin and for one in my life proud to be me. I couldn't help but smile too.

"For the second time?" he questioned

"Remember when we went to England and I fell out of the tree?"

"Yes and that nice boy helped you" her mother replied.

"Well, mom this is that nice boy." Her everyone's eyes widened. Then Mrs. Platt Flung her arms around my shoulders, giving me one of the tightest hugs ever as she repeated thank again and again.

"And well, mom, dad, Carrie……We are….Carlisle and I are sort of…well kind of….We're together." She finally managed to say.

"Wow, that's great" her mother clapped….Good her mother like me this is good.

Then her father got up from the table. Soon I felt someone standing over me. He put his had on my shoulder and squeezed lightly. "Ha, well I guess I don't have to tell you to take care of my baby girl, cause, so, you've done a fabulous job already." Then the scariest moment of my life came to an end as he sat back down. I was 2 for three!

"That's great" Carrie responded hesitantly….. I guess I would call that a 2 ½ out of three. I was good with that!

"But the problem is Carlisle is moving, and both of us knew along distance relationship would never work so he invited me to move in with him, Andy, and Biff…" Is that alright" Esme asked. Shit, I was back at Zero again.

"Esme, you're a big girl, 22 to be exact, you can make your own decisions. You don't have to ask." He mother replied.

"Really, you don't care."

"No pumpkin we do care, but we trust you and you trust Carlisle so we know he's a good guy. I'm just glad you're putting your life back on track." Mr. Platt smiled. WOW, he still likes me… this is good, very good.

Then a voice spoke up "Don't you think you're moving a little to fast." It was Carrie. Damn it I already failed the best friend test and I haven't said one word to her.

"No I don't think so" Esme shock herd head standing up for her decision.

Carrie sat there stunned. We continued to eat and talk about random subjects, but nothing important. Soon Mr. and Mrs. Plat brought up the fact that they need some alone time to spend with their daughter. I hadn't driven my own car and Biff left with Andy about 30 minutes ago for Washington. Luckily, Carrie offered to give me a ride. Mrs. Platt pulled me in to another hug. Mr. Platt held out his hand. I took it to shake his hand, but instead he pulled me in to a hug as well.

"It was nice meeting you Mr. and Mrs. Platt" I said

"Please, call us John and Lilly" Mr. Platt stated.

I then gave Esme a subtle kiss on the cheek, not wanting to show too much PDA in front of her parents. I then walked in to Carrie's black car. She sat down in the driver's seat and pulled her white shades off the top of her head. She began to speed away.

"We need to talk" she said sternly.

"What do we need to talk about?" I asked

"This whole Esme moving away with you and your friends, I just don't understand it?

"What's not to understand?" I asked again with slight chuckle trying to lighten the mood.

"It's not funny. I am generally concerned about her. You don't understand what she's been through"

"Well, Esme has told me a lot about her past and about Charles and his abuse."

"Oh, that is just great" Carrie Yelled as she drove faster. I soon realized I would have been better off walking. She drives like she's in the Indy 500. "She tells you, a complete stranger… well practically a stranger, about him and what he's done in a matter of days, but no she can't tell her best friend while it's going on or until after she got the divorce. I saw her EVERY DAY!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Well, maybe it was harder for her to tell people then." I stammered.

"Well duh, do you think I'm stupid? I know that. It's even hard for me. Esme is like my sister. No, no Esme is my sister. I know her almost as well as I know myself. Like that she falls in love way too fast only to be left broken hearted. "

"I'm not like that" I responded in my defense.

"You better, not be like that. She has been with to many screw ups in her life. More than anyone should have. She needs a good guy. You better be a good guy. The only way you are getting out of a relationship with her is if she breaks up with you. You got that. Cause if you break her heart in any way I will kick your ass…No no, I will kick your ass, tie you to my car and drag your sorry beaten ass down 40 highway and if your not dead by then I will personally kill you with my bear hands."

"Alright" I responded timidly.

"So what do you know about her?" she asked

"Do you want me to list them like statistics?" I questioned

"No, she's not a baseball card; I'm going to quiz you. Like the best friend test?"

"Oh, alright, proceed"

"Do you have protection?"

"WHAT!??!?!"

"Protection, like a condom or something?"

"Well, I wasn't planning on doing that, but I'm a doctor I can get protection easily."

"When's her birthday? What's her favorite color? Does she have any allergies? Are you prepared for female mood swings? Do you know who her best friend is? How would do anything for her….That's only if you're really stupid and don't know it's me."

"Well, her birthday is April 18th. Her favorite color is purple. No she has no allergies; at least none were listed on her medical report. I am prepared for female mood swings, I have 4 sisters. Four very dramatic sisters. Of course I knew you were her best friend. She didn't call anyone else but you to come to the funeral. Do you have any more questions?"

"Do you have AIDS" I expected her to list of more questions, but by the time I realized that was the only one it was to late. "Oh shit, you have AIDS. Poor Esme"

"NO I DO NOT HAVE AIDS" I yelled "I HAVE NEVER EVEN MADE LOVE BEFORE!!!!!!!!!" Carrie began to snicker "What's so funny?"

"Oh, it's just that you're a virgin."

"Yes, I know that, I'm a man with standards wait for THE ONE, call the news crew." I replied sarcastically

"Sorry, I just never have met a man who was well, not sexually active or has been."

"Well, I'm glad to be your first" I said with an acidy tone.

"Any way, if you could ask Esme for one thing, what would it be?"

"I would ask for her hand in marriage" I replied

"What are you? An angel or something? Because you have the perfect answers?.... WAIT I've got one. Who was Esme's first boy friend! I bet you can't get that one ol' buckaroo!

"Uhhh no I don't know that one."

"Ha, I win!!!!"

"Yes you do. However, personally I don't base love on a competition. I base it on how much love your heart can hold for that one person, and I know this is going to sound over you and cliché, but I am so in love with Esme that my heart is overflowing with love."

"Damn you're good. Why do you have to be so perfect" She yelled as she let go of the wheel as the car swerved over as a car was coming straight for us. I quickly reached over and grabbed the wheel and pulled us over to the side of the road.

"Why don't you let me drive, I know New York roads better than you do" I said as I tried to catch my breath from. Carrie Nodded, her eyes were huge. We switched spots and I began to drive back to my apartment. Carrie was looking out the window when she began to cry.

"What's wrong?" I asked

"I almost killed you!!!!"

"Correction" I smiled "you almost killed us"

"Well, me to but I almost killed you Esme's perfect man."

"I truly think she'd cry more over the death of her best friend then the death of the man she just met." The car went silent again.

Carrie's POV

I continued to stare out the window pondering what Carlisle had told me. I didn't want to even look at him. So I focused on the beautiful scenery instead.

"I have the worst hand writing." He blurted out randomly.

"Huh?" I replied.

"I have horrible hand writing. It's one of my many flaws."

"One of many, please do go on."

"Alright, I am a workaholic; I have never had a very serious relationship before. My house is utter chaos. All my shirts are blue and white because I don't know how to do laundry. So I have a blue pile, a white pile, and a pant's pile. I can't blow a bubble with my gum or whistle and I'm scared of cats…."

"Wait wait wait, like tiny house cats."

"Yes, that is the one time I will push Esme in front of me to save me."

"HAHAHA' I laughed "Please continues."

"My siblings are 20 to 25 years older than me. I'm a total sheltered Mama's boy. My father never loved me."

"That's sad!!!!"

"It's ok I just hate him."

"I'm highly allergic to cactuses and I cannot function in the morning with out my coffee."

"Oh MY GOSH SAME."

"Seriously, see we have something in common do you want some Starbucks."

"What are you waiting for, DRIVE MAN DRIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!?"

We soon entered the Starbucks drive through. The line was soooo long. I ordered a Toffee mocha chip frappuccino; Esme a Chi Tea, and Carlisle got plain black coffee. Carlisle paid with his Starbucks gift card. He's a man after my own heart. We started to drive to the hospital again.

"So where are you taking my best friend anyway?" I asked as I sipped on my frap.

"You've probably never heard of it."

"No, try me."

"Forks, Washington."

"OH MY GOSH I AM MOVING THERE TOOO. I'm a nurse they just built a new hospital there and I applied for a job there."

"No way, me too! Have you found a place to live yet?"

"No, not yet."

"You could always come with us."

"Ha-ha no thanks."

"Are you sure, you could live in a house with her best friend who I'm sure doesn't want to be the only female in a house of men. I mean it's also a good chance to make sure I'm doing everything up to par."

"Aright, I will come, BUT only for the sake of Esme."

We drove only minutes longer until we reached his apartment. He parked the car and we walked in. Then we went up the elevator to the 3rd floors and in to the living room to find Esme sitting there very impatiently.

"Oh my Gosh what took you so long." She said with worry in her voice. Esme walked over to Carlisle and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"What am I chop liver."

"Carrie, I didn't know you came in."

"Well, you better get use to it, because I'm moving with the happy couple. Oh and not to mention Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Dumb."

"You are!" She hugged me tightly "This makes me so much happier."

"Well, ladies" Carlisle began "I'm going to take a shower. You two catch up!"

Carlisle let Esme and I sat on his futon. We were quiet until we heard the water turn on.

"Do you like him?" she asked

"Ya, I like him, he's a good guy. The perfect guy for you" I smiled

"Good" she said hugging me again "Because I love you both so much."

I laughed at my goofy friend….. goofy sister and smiled. We then began to catch up waiting for Carlisle to be done with his shower. He eventually came out of the bathroom fully dressed in pajamas. He sat on the couch behind Esme

"Hey, beautiful." He smiled as he kissed her forehead. Then I remembered…. Find the guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot. That's when I realized they were perfect together.