A/N

I do not own Twilight. Surprise there, right?

I almost failed to notice that people were getting up and moving out of the room as my head reviewed these facts over and over. A smile came over my face. It must be eleven because everyone was heading towards the lunch room. Well, everyone but me.

I did not know how I was going to do this, but I had to see him. I had to know that he was alright. He looked so pale last night, he looked like he was about to die. The outfit that I had on would cause me attention, and I did not remember the way I went last night. Maybe if I look around a lot I will find him, though I highly doubt me looking in every single room wouldn't raise any suspicions.

A few of the nurses were giving me weird looks, not knowing if they should come over to me or not. I don't think that they wanted to be the ones to get me in trouble, incase they made a mistake and they got in trouble with their bosses.

It was a miracle I actually got out of the ward because it usually has a guard out front. Though, woman on guard was usually very attentive, but this morning she was reading a book and I did not even need to somehow convince her to let me through.

I was now halfway up my second corridor from the ward that I woke up this morning in when one of the nurses stopped me. "Are you supposed to be out here?"

She was your typical overweight rude nurse. She was basically the one I would have wished cleans the bed pans. Her hand was on my shoulder and she spun me around with more force than I would have though possible for her. Her eyebrow shot up when I did not give her an immediate answer.

"Well? Are you?" She was chewing gum, and when she spoke it looked like it was close to falling out of her mouth. Ew.

"Er …" I did not want to answer 'yes' because that would mean I would have to tell her what was going on. I also did not want to answer her 'no' because that would mean I would get in trouble right off the back and I would have to go back to the ward without being able to see Casey. I guess the only answer is "Yes."

"Uh-huh." She obviously did not believe me. "Who's the doctor in charge of you?'

Would that be Carlisle? Was he the doctor in charge of me? I had no clue. Carlisle did not work in the ward that I was in. He was a regular doctor. "Sorry, I don't know?" It came out more like a question. "The only doctor that I've seen here is Dr. Cullen."

She snapped her gum at me before she got around to answering. "Why would Dr. Cullen be in charge you, stupid girl? He doesn't even work in the damn loony ward. I swear to god, you guys just get more retarded by the minute."

My anger was growing at this woman. I did not know if I should talk back to her, or just leave it be. When I was little my mother taught me to never talk back to adults, but I do not know if this counts. In the end I stayed silent, it would not help me see Casey if I have an attitude. "I told you that I did not know."

This time when she snapped her gum, some spit came out of the bubble and landed on my face. The wrinkles that were forming on her face lifted, signifying that she was smiling. "Why don't I just take you back there? I swear to god, this isn't even my job."

She pushed me a little too hard, so I tumbled a little. "Go on. Do I look like I have all day?"

I started to walk back to the psych ward at a fast pace just in case she did not want a slow pace. All the while, she was mumbling about how stupid people in the psych ward must be if I can get lost in the hospital and not know who my doctor is. I basically chose to ignore her. Not much could get me down today, the day that I get out of here.

As we turned into the corridor that led to the psych ward, I was surprised to see Dr. Cullen leaning against the wall about three yards away from us. What surprised me more was the expression he wore. Rarely do you see Carlisle angry. "Ms. Catiskin, what in the world do you think you are saying to Bella?"

I looked up to the nurse, who's name I guess is Catiskin, finally stopped chewing her gum and looked at least three shades paler in an instant. "Dr. Cullen, I was j-just bringing this girl b-back to –"

"And you felt the need to say such rude comments to her. I will have you know that you will never do that again. This girl is anything but stupid! You understand me." Carlisle got right in the nurse's face. She cowered and shrunk at least six inches from the fright she must have felt. I know that I was afraid.

"Y-yes. I'm s-sorry." Ms. Catiskin stuttered close to Carlisle's face. "I'll just be going. Come on."

She gave me a little gentler push to walk down the hallway. I could tell she was in a hurry. I was just about to talk to Carlisle so I could delay her and make her more uncomfortable, when Carlisle put his arm in front of me, blocking my way down the hallway. When his eyes turned to me, they automatically turned gentle.

"Bella, why don't you wait and talk to me for a minute." His eyes reminded me of Edward's cold eyes when he turned to the obnoxious nurse. "Why don't you go wait for me in my office, it's unlocked. Please sit there and not talk anything. Though you can look at the wall and you'll see pictures of my family, including this one here."

Carlisle put a sturdy arm around my shoulder and tilted me towards him, into his side. I gasped at what he meant. I was strangely shocked. I knew that he saw me as a daughter, but I never really thought about it like that. I was touched.

Ms. Catiskin's pale, nervous, face nodded and her back was straight and rigid as she walked back down the corridor. Carlisle and I both watched until she turned the corner. I did not need to be Jasper to know that she was afraid of what Carlisle was going to do. I did not understand though, it was not Carlisle who owned the hospital. How was this his position?

I guess I knew that a talk would have come with every little thing I did wrong for now on. Though, I would rather have a talk with Carlisle than have Ms. Catiskin walk me back to the psych ward. I turned to look Carlisle in the face, expecting it to look reprimanding. I was shocked to find him smiling.

"I gave her the job under me. I am giving her some of my salary so she can have work in this tough time. The hospital does not have the money to hire another employee and she was in a tough spot. I have not caught her in the act of acting with the … displeasure, as you saw. I've had patients talk to me before though. Maybe if I talk to her this time she will cooperate and treat people how they should be treated." Carlisle gave me a small wink and then his smile faded a little. "What are you doing out here, Bella."

My forehead creased as I considered if I should lie to him or just tell him the truth. I took a deep breath and my nose stung with the stench of disinfectant. I never got used to that smell, no matter how many times I have been in the hospital. "I wanted to see Casey. I would have asked one of the nurses there, or even you, but I did not want to be told no. I just really want to talk to him and tell him thanks."

He stared at my face for a few moments. I do not know what he would have saw there, but it must have persuaded him in my favor because his face broke out in a smile. "Sure, but I have to walk you there and back. You should have at least known that you shouldn't be walking the hallways alone. I'm surprised you got as far as you did."

Red colored my cheeks as he led me down the hallway, the same direction that the obnoxious nurse went. "Some of the nurses wanted to stop me, but they did not want to get in trouble in case they were wrong."

Carlisle did not say anything after that until he halted outside of a door. Last night flashed by me in a second and I knew that this was the room that Casey was in. "I will be back in time to get you back in for your afternoon session. It is really not that far away. Maybe ten minutes?"

Even though he said the last sentence as a question I knew that I did not have the smallest choice of whether or not I wanted the full ten minutes, or more then the ten minutes. I give him a hug. "Thanks for letting me see him."

I turn around and walk into the room. Casey was sitting up in bed, always a good sign. His face was still a little pale, but nothing as close as to what it was last night. It may not even be any pale than usual. It may just be my imagination. In the hand had the remote in it was also a hospital bracelet. He must have seen me, because he put Gilmore Girls on silent.

I had no idea what to say. So, of course, being me, I said the first thing that came to my mind. "Gilmore Girls – isn't that meant for, you know, girls?"

Immediately a smile played out on his face. This smile reached his eyes because those lightened up too. "Good to see you too, Bella."

I was standing awkwardly in the doorway. I am sure that he wouldn't mind me going to sit by the bed in the same chair that I curled myself in last night. So that's what I did. I curled myself up in the same chair, but this time I was not crying. "Are you okay?"

The smile that was diminishing came back full blast. "Shouldn't I be asking you that? The last time that I saw you, you were in worse condition than me."

I wasn't going to answer his question. I knew that I was not okay, and I knew that I wouldn't be okay for a while. That much was obvious and I am sure he knew that too. Heck, Casey was living proof of not being okay in the circumstances that I am in. "They're letting me out today. Did Carlisle tell you that?"

A cross look came over his face. It probably took him a while to think of who I was talking about. Most of the patients in the psych ward are not from around here, because coincidentally, this is the only hospital with a psych ward for miles. "Yes, Dr. Cullen did tell me that you were leaving today. I think it's a load of bull poopy."

I almost cracked a smile. He said 'poopy' instead of your usual swear. To tell you the truth, he looks like the type that would swear often too. It's just another surprise that I get from this boy. "Why is it so bad that I get to get out?"

He stayed silent for a moment, thinking. He was probably thinking of ways to say it lightly to me. "Bella, I need this place, and I have been fighting this way longer than you have." He became silent once again, wondering if he should continue. I guess he chose to just speak the truth. "I personally don't think that you would be able to survive out there."

What he said to me did not make me feel insulted. I knew that I wouldn't be able to survive in here, without Edward, so it worried me that I might not be able to survive with Edward being … Edward. "Hah! Maybe that is true. But I know that I need the support of the people out there. No matter what, I know that they would help me."

Casey's face changed, though it was a look that I could tell he did not believe me. It became sadder. He even seemed to sink back into his pillows a little more. "Bella, would you let them help you?"

Would I? I did not answer him; instead I turned to the television. "Have you seen the commercial where the guy yells at his wife about the kind of beer he drinks?"

He acted like he did not even notice the change in my conversation. Casey probably knew that I needed to figure thing out for myself. We started to talk about different unimportant things to pass the time. That's the way I wanted it to be. All of our conversations have been so important and vital. Our last one should be different.

Carlisle walked in when we were both practically laughing about some joke that I won't remember a few years later. "Say farewells, Bella, Casey."

My laughing stopped immediately, and so did his. I looked at him. Would this be the last time I will see him? He must have known that I had no idea what to say, because he sat up and just opened his arms. In two seconds I was in them.

Right when I let go, two words slipped out of my mouth. "Thank you."

A/N.

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