Olly had fallen asleep in the last stretch, so I carried him to my apartment and settled him down in my bed. I wasn't planning on using it anyway.

A glance at the clock showed it was 1 in the morning. I pulled out my phone and decided to listen to my voicemails.

Beeeeeep

Hey Adams. It's Derek. Just giving you a heads up the boys upstairs want the detectives' department out of Seattle, no need to panic your job is not on the line, they just want the office work done in a different location as your office is being redesigned for a new department. All that means for you is I'll be forwarding you any cases and Depika will ring you through to chat if you need a second opinion.

I'm sorry about the change but you're pretty good at adapting and I know this doesn't affect you too much, in fact, you could travel. Take a break from city life, you might even choose to stay in Forks, whatever you choose, you'll not be needed here for a while at least.

Once the departments are all sorted I might call you back in every now and again, it seems you did a good job with the fieldwork for that Wilmers case, higher-ups think Lieutenant might be in the cards, but for that, you'll need to stop in at the main offices every now and again, something to think on. Anyway, I hope that Wilmers case is entertaining enough for you Adams, we don't have any others for you at the moment. Take care.

Huh. Well, that changed things.

...But he did bring up a good point, I'd forgotten that Olly's case wasn't closed yet, and it had been bugging me that there was something very… concerning. The implications of how the Wilsons got the drugs they used on Olly, I didn't like it one bit.

Glancing at the kid I could help the fond look that found its way onto my face. He was special, but most importantly he had been vulnerable, in a position that had been exploited and whilst it had been a one-off, I intended to make sure it stayed that way. Starting tomorrow I would go down to the station and start personally checking in on all the fosters within the town.

For now I slid down the kitchen counter and pulled my knees up, settling down for a few hours, I couldn't sleep not with how on edge I was, so I resigned myself to watching the door.

-IMMORTAL-

"Come on squirt, up you get."

I got a groan in response and the mop of brown hair disappeared under the covers. Chuckling I strolled over, already having showered and changed for the day, I ripped the sheats back and got a healthy dose of shrieking to make sure that, yes, I was in fact awake. "Olly Olly Oliver, we have a fun day ahead, come on!"

I was treated to a rather rude gesture before I pointed to the plate with blueberry pancakes sitting on the bench, he immediately brightened. Jumping off the bed like a trampoline and clambering up the bar stool as though the food would disappear.

"Alrighty, don't choke kid. I thought today I'd take you to a few stores and you can choose your birthday present, then we'll head to the station, apparently, Charlie wants to talk to us."

He paused between a bite "It's my birthday?"

I held back the frown, "Yeah, bud. Eight years old, before you know it you'll be getting a job and making your way in the world." Which reminded me, the kid needed to get some form of education. Something I'd talk to Charlie about.

Cleaning up, we headed down the elevator and jumped onto my bike, it was almost natural the way he sat in front of me and gripped the bars. I should also get another helmet, one that fits him while we were out.

We went to a few toy shops, I figured he'd want something from there, but when he hadn't seemed interested I decided to think more outside the box and took him to a tech store.

"Bubbly! Come look at this one! It can take the pictures and print them out as well!." he'd found a camera that took Polaroids, pretty cool and much better than some plastic figurine.

Picking it up I confirmed it was the one he wanted, "You like the colour? There's a blue one if you want?"

"No. That one please."

"Alright."

The camera he'd chosen was a pastel, pinky-orange, almost a faded peach. Just as I was about to pay for it my eye caught one of the devices behind the counter and I asked the lady to get it down for me.

"It's a voice recorder, really good quality that, but if you wanted one that could hold more, singing-type stuff, you should go for the..."

I cut her off "No it's alright, I'll just take these please."

She rang up the items and heading out of the shop I figured it was time for some lunch. "Where do you want to go, Olly?"

"Officer Charlie's."

I didn't think Charlie would want to provide lunch for us so I compromised and picked up Subway on the way.

We walked into the station, and I nodded in greeting to Sammy, before heading to Charlie's office.

He waved us in when he saw us. "Hey, Blue good to see ya again." He turned to Olly "And you too Mr, seems you like to make a habit of avoiding people."

Olly stuck out his chest indignantly "I'm here today."

"Yes you are, and for that, I'm grateful because there are a few things I need to discuss with them both of you. Please close the door and have a seat."

We did as asked while I chose to stand beside Olly as he sat, waiting for Charlie to begin.

"As you know Olly, your foster parents Mr and Mrs Wilsons were not very nice people and they gave you medication they should not have given you, because you weren't sick." He paused for Olly to nod before continuing "Well they are currently in the process of being prosecuted and are facing jail time, however, to help move the case against them alone, we need to find where they were able to get those drugs." He leaned forward "Olly it's really important to us, that if you remember hearing anything that could help, you tell us."

Olly screwed up his face to show he was thinking, which we let him do before he spoke in a shaky voice, "I don't know anything about where they got the medicine."

Charlie was quick to placate him "That's okay Olly, we just wanted to be sure."

"Does that mean I have to go back to Mom and Dad?"

My jaw clenched and I interjected before Charlie could, "No. No matter what happens, you will never be going back to them." This time I addressed them both "You needed not concern yourselves with the dealers, I will find out who it was. I promise."

Charlie looked a little concerned, and frankly, I was a little surprised at myself, the last time I had openly promised someone anything had been a very long time ago.

"Very well Blue, but do be careful, you are allowed to follow leads but any attempts to take the justice system into your own hands…"

My frown seemed to be telling enough and he quickly reassured "Not that I think you would, but-" He gave a pointed look to how close I stood to Olly "You seem rather personally invested in this case."

It was true, I'd never let myself get so attached before, I wanted to regret it, but found I couldn't, not when I remembered the look on Olly's face as he spotted the pink camera, or his cheeky grin every time he snuck into my apartment, so proud of himself for outwitting us all. No, I didn't regret it.

I kept Charlie's words in mind though, there was no reason for me to charge headfirst into any leads without a plan, I needed to do a lot of paper trails first before I went to investigate.

And so I found myself accepting Charlie's invitation for Dinner, it was extended to Olly but the kid seemed to want to spend the rest of his birthday using his present and doing his own thing.

I pulled up to the Swan's residence and made it to the front door, I was about to press the doorbell when my eyes caught the note taped above it. 'Doorbell broken, shout Ding Dong really loud." I snorted, Charlie had mentioned his daughter had come to stay with him for a while, I liked her already.

"Ding Dong!"

"Coming!" The door opened to see a girl with chocolate hair looking to be around her late teens. "Hi, Charlie said we'd have company. Didn't think anyone would actually do it." She said nodding to the sign.

I grinned at her "I rarely turn away a dare. May I come in?"

She flushed "Oh yea, of course." Hurriedly moving out of the way and gesturing me in.

She showed me into the living room and made her escape to help her father with dinner, instructing me to make myself at home.

I took the opportunity to look around, noticing the fishing poles leaning against the corner, a well-worn copy of Romeo and Juliet sitting open on the coffee table and a few paintings which looked to be done by her, it was overall a homely place, and judging by the extent of classical literature I figured Charlie's kid was pretty into history. It was nice actually, to find people's passions.

I like fish and mysteries, it seemed Charlie liked fishing, and his kid was into ancient history… I glanced at the copy of Romeo and Juliet, and Romance.

My musing was interrupted as the two came back into the living room carrying plates of food, after moving to help them set the food on the coffee table, Bella took a seat on one end of the couch and her father took the chair. I hesitated about to sit on the floor before...

"You don't like chairs very much do you." I paused glancing at Charlie and unsure how to respond "It's alright, I'm guessing something happened on the job, or before. You don't have to talk about it, I just noticed."

I gave a weak smile "Chairs are easy to tie people down-" My voice quieted "-I don't like being confined."

Before either of us could break the awkwardness, the teen did it first, "Oh, would you like to sit in the middle, away from the edges…"

It was incredibly sweet and for a moment I was shocked into silence, but she started to move and I interjected, "That's not necessary," before she could protest I sat myself beside her on the sofa. Another beat of silence "Thank you though."

She smiled awkwardly and extended her hand, "I'm Bella"

"Blue."

She laughed "Like the colour?"

I winked "Exactly."

"Well, dig in girls, before I eat it all."

It was a nice night, I learn Bella was in her last year of high school and seemed to prefer plants to people if the succulents and cacti in her room were anything to go by, which is where we had gone after Charlie had shooed us away to clean up.

She seemed really sweet, if not extremely awkward, which honestly at her age weren't we all? Frankly, we got along really well, and before I knew it we had divulged into more personal topics than I had gotten with anyone in years.

I talked about my job, Depika, and my boss. Eventually, I began to talk about the kid I had started to care for, and she talked about the boy she was dating, Edward.

"It's just, I know I'm really interested in him, but a big part of me is… not scared but-"

"Unsure?" I suggested

She nodded "Exactly, like I'm not afraid of him or anything but, he has different views on things, and if we are going to be together he doesn't seem to be open to any compromises, it might change later on..." She trailed off.

"I don't think you should base a relationship on the hope someone will allow change, obviously you don't want to change him, you clearly like him as he is, but a relationship is a union between two people. Your thoughts and feelings are just as equally valid as his, he can't be the one to always call the shots, that's not a relationship that's a dictatorship."

She seemed to be seriously considering my words and quietly agreed "Yea, I think you're right, at the same time, it's so intense you know, not like it's his fault because it's not, but I just, I've never been in a relationship before and it's a lot. I don't know how I'm feeling, it's like I can't even tell anymore, I kind of just want him to tell me."

I bit my lip, I wasn't the best person to be giving a teenager love advice, seeing as I'd never had any kind of relationship in my life… but I'd seen similar behaviour patterns and I had to study psychology to get to where I was, what Bella was describing… It seemed dependent at the least.

At some point, Charlie had come up and seen us engaged in deep conversation and had let us know he was watching TV in the lounge.

"Here's what I think Bella. You're clearly capable of making these choices and I definitely understand not wanting too, but from what you've told me, and I'm in no way trying to blame Edward of anything, but I think he took you by surprise, I think you haven't had someone so openly show interest in you before, and now someone is it's nice, and that's okay, you're allowed to like the attention. I do think some part of you does like him, but I also think you're unsure how much, how intensely you like him, especially with how much he seems to like you."

She let out a shaky breath and flopped back against her pillows "Isn't that what a relationship is supposed to be, aren't you supposed to work out what you love about each other?"

"Sure." I agreed "But what if you realise you don't love him? Are you afraid that you will hurt his feelings if you get in too deep and tell him you don't feel the same, would you tell him? Or would you keep it to yourself?"

She stayed silent.

"My mother wasn't like me, in the sense that, she couldn't keep a secret to save her life, she needed to speak to people about everything to help her make sense of what was happening, if she was having trouble and there was no one to talk to, she would say it out loud as though someone was listening, just so she could get a better picture of her own feelings.

I'm not like that, I work it out with time and logical analysis, but you could consider, talking to someone, anyone or everyone, get more than one opinion, get seven. Or write it down, what you're feeling, just so you learn to recognise those feelings more when you are overwhelmed or everything seems too intense. Just don't ever think you don't have any options, don't let anyone make you think you are trapped."

To my surprise, the girl lurched forward and wrapped her arms around me in a hug. She seemed just as surprised as myself and tried to pull away, but I gripped her tightly, I didn't know about her mother, and although I loved Charlie, he was a don't tell don't ask kind of parent, I doubted she'd had someone to hold her in a long time.

"Thank you."

I didn't answer, just stayed until I felt her muscles relax, then bid her goodnight, reckoning she'd had enough of my advice for the day.

I walked down the stairs and called goodbye to Charlie and left through the door.

I was about to mount my bike when Charlie came hurrying out. "Hey, Blue, I wanted to thank you, I haven't seen Bells- well engage with someone for a while, I appreciate it."

"Ah on the contrary Charlie, your daughter is very compelling. I found myself being rather open with her also." I didn't provide any information about what we had talked about, that was Bella's choice whether she wanted her dad to know or not.

"Well, maybe you will be good for each other."

I smirked, sliding my helmet over my head, "Maybe." And took off.

-IMMORTAL-

I tossed in my bed, throwing the sheets off as I screwed up my eyes, I was dreaming and fell deeper into it, but my heart bet two fast to be comfortable.

I was wondering about a room of marble sculptures, travelling along the pearlescent floors. I didn't know where I was going, my feet seemed to move for me, I didn't mind, the sights were beautiful. Paintings so real that if I didn't see the textured stokes I would have mistaken it for a photograph.

I found myself stopped before heavy dark oak doors, the joints made of bronze, my gaze drawn up to the coat of arms that crowned the entranceway. It was split into four, one section with eyes made of black abyss, another had teeth shaped around the edge of the shape, resembling a mouth waiting to devour, the third contained lines which crossed and intercepted like threads of gold, delicate but precious. And the last section was entirely blank... strange.

My hand reached up for the symbol even though I could never hope to touch it with how tall the archway was. I felt like I had seen the symbol before.

I was pulled from my thoughts by the doors swinging open. I was greeted by the sight of a man. No, a being, for no man looked so wholly, unholy, angelic and devilish at once.

He stood with a look of delight written all over his face, before him, a man restrained by both arms and fear in every inch of his body.

They appeared not to have noticed me. I crept closer, drawn in by the god-like being halted only as he spoke.

"Felix."

A scream sounded from the man restrained on the floor, but my gaze was unwavering. The stranger's voice hypnotised me, sounding childlike and intensely knowledgeable at the same time.

Another voice rose from a far corner I hadn't noticed before, I glanced there and was surprised to see two more beings that eluded the same intoxicating power.

"Clean up that mess Demetri."

The blond had been the one to speak and I watched captivated as within a blink the two joined the raven-haired angel closest to me. They moved to leave the room but the brunette paused, which the others seemed to find most interesting.

"What is it, brother?"

He didn't answer but turned to look directly at me. My breath caught and I felt an instinct in my soul scream at me. I ran, a soulless chuckle echoed off the walls as I fled. So caught in my own fear I ran straight into a solid mass and was caught in unmoving arms.

I looked up and saw the blond with his own expression of delight. I'd felt like a mouse being caught by the trap.

"Dove vai Tesoro?"

I gasped, my heart sped up. "What?"

I heard another chuckle near my ear. The last thing I saw was a flash of teeth before darkness.

I bolted up from my bed with a gasp. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. That was why I didn't sleep, goddamn nightmares, and insomnia fuckin pills-

My traitorous mind flashed an image of the angelic beings and I shuddered.

Sickened that I would be anything but disgusted by the display of violence I had witnessed, I resolved not to sleep for the rest of the week, both as a punishment and out of fear. No doubt I'd pass out at some point, but that didn't count, I never dreamed then anyway.

-IMMORTAL-

The three Volturi Kings sat upon their throats with a look of hunger in their eyes.

"Marcus was that-"

"Yes, Brother. Our mate."

A chuckle came from the middle King and the blond slumped into his seat.

The brunette muttered to himself "English. She speaks English."

Caius scoffed "There are hundreds of countries that speak that language, and she may not even be in one of them-"

"Peace brothers, do not fret, we have waited this long, think that we would never find her, we must be patient. She will find us I feel."

"Let us hope sooner rather than later."

-IMMORTAL-

The next few days I spent looking over the accounts for all 12 of the pharmacies in Forks and had frustratingly found nothing which aligned with the list of drugs and times that the Wilsons would have been getting them. It was frustrating especially since it could be because of a number of reasons, maybe the Wilson's hadn't had to pay, which made zero sense from a business standpoint, maybe they gave cash and it wasn't kept off the pharmacies records, but that meant then that the pharmacies balance at the end of the night would be incorrect and so far I hadn't found any discrepancies.

I snapped my computer shut and groaned. Shit shit shit shit shiiiiit! I was getting nowhere, and for the life of me I couldn't figure out why.

Deciding to take a break I drove to the shops and finally got around to buying Olly a helmet for my motorbike. I hesitated before picking up another one my size and buying it as well, just in case Charlie ever needed me to pick up Bella, I knew she had her truck but, better safe than sorry.

It did cross my mind that I was becoming rather attached to the people in this little town and I wasn't sure how I felt about it. That thought nearly made me laugh as my mind drifted back to the conversation I'd had with Bella.

Making a split-second decision after checking my watch, I headed to Bella's high school and pulled up beside her truck just as the bell rang.

A few minutes later I saw her notice me, along with a group of kids who I assumed were her boyfriend's family. I dismounted and pulled off my helmet, before walking to meet them halfway.

"Hey Blue, what are you doing here?"

"I was driving past and figured you might consider going on a sightseeing trip with me. Forks is surrounded by beautiful trees and other... plants thought I'd offer."

She snorts at my descriptive terminology and seemed about to answer me when the ginger beside her did it first.

"That's nice of you but Bella has a ride and needs to get home."

"No, I don't." Bella frowned taking a step closer to me

I raised an eyebrow unimpressed "Guessing you're Edward."

He ignored me in favour of Bella, "It's not safe-" I pulled a face "-and she doesn't even have a helmet. What if you crash?"

I waved the two helmets that were in my hands rather obviously for the dumbass to see, before turning to Bella "Hey Bells, you don't have too, Motorbikes aren't for everyone, which is cool, but I thought I'd offer."

"No I want to go, it sounds fun." Before Edward could so much as frown in displeasure, Bella grabbed my elbow and led me back to my bike.

I helped her up on the bike and took the opportunity to stick my tongue out at Edward, who was still staring stoically, flanked by his siblings. Bella put on her helmet, and I got on in front of her, kicking off and smirking behind the viser at the visibly bothered boyfriend when she wrapped her arms tight around me. Controlling Idiot.

We sped out of the car park, I made sure to stay a few miles under the speed limit around the kids in case one decided to bolt across the road, but once we hit the road leading out of the town I picked up speed, even over the wind whipping past and the sound of the mother I was able to delight in the shrieks of laughter coming from behind me. Oh yea, this was a good idea.

About an hour out of the town I slowed down to pull onto the rest spot that came off the edge of the road.

"What are we doing?" Bella sounded as though she'd run the 62 miles when she pulled off the helmet to join me.

"Well, I've actually come here before, I took this road to head back to Seattle, and the last time I decided to do some sightseeing on the way back with Olly. You know the kid I mentioned?" She nodded "Well we found something cool, come on I'll show you."

She stumbled after me as I headed through the undergrowth, disappearing into the trees.

We walked for around ten minutes, longer than it actually took because Bella seemed content to stop every now and again to appreciate nature.

I heard a shocked gasp and turned in time to see a gecko shoot forward from under the log Bella had clearly just picked up, I snorted as Bella huffed at her own reaction. I was about to move on when I noticed the gecko settled amongst the laces of Bella's boots.

"Um Bella, it's on your shoe."

I expected her to freak out and try fling it off. Instead, she turned to me without looking down and in a dead serious voice stated: "His name is Harold Scamper and he's my only friend."

I scoffed "Well has your only friend shown you this?" I pulled back a fern and a waterfall came into view, it wasn't that surprising since we had started to hear it almost immediately after entering the bush, but I appreciated Bella's awed face all the same.

There was a body of water directly under the waterfall and stretching out a good while but to the right, it funnelled into a river that seemed to lead in that direction for a while, the river had big smooth stones breaking up its flow, and allowing passage to the other side.

We made it closer and the brunette turned to me with a cheeky look, "I dare you to make it all the way across the river without getting wet."

"Only if you race me."

I waited for Bella to gently remove the lizard and put it on top of her school bag, which she also removed, I dumped our helmets beside it and then we lined up. "Ready," I called

"Go!" She took off with me right behind, Bella made it to the biggest rock first, but unfortunately for her, I was counting on that, I already knew that, whilst it was the biggest, the moss on it made it slimy and harder to stay on than the smaller ones. Without looking back I jumped to the next one, having to stand on one leg like a flamingo because of its size. Below us the water rushed at a fast rate, ready to pull us along.

"Wooow!" Bella had clearly found out how difficult it was to stay on slippery wet rocks.

I gave a quick check behind to make sure she was still alright before leaping to a bigger stone. Bella made it to the next one, and suddenly I was reminded that it was a race.

The river was quite wide, especially at the mouth and so we had only made it halfway before I misjudged the next jump and my foot slipped off the curved edge of the stone and I smacked my face into the stone falling under the water.

"Blue!"

The current was actually pretty strong and I became disoriented very quickly, I grabbed onto the first thing I could, part of a rock under the water, and opened my eyes to try and see which way was up. A hand came down in front of my face and grabbed my shirt roughly pulling me upwards.

I coughed up some water onto Bella as she jumped into the river beside me, unable to pull me onto the rock. "Jesus Christ Blue, are you alright?"

I gave a chuckle then started laughing, blood was smeared below my eye and I knew my lip was cut open, but the water was refreshing and the sun would dry us out quick enough, turning I threw a wave of water at Bella, soaking her immediately.

The current wasn't as strong on the pond side of the rocks and once what I had just done registered in Bella's eyes, a new game began.

I lost track of time as we played in the water, we went from splashing each other to seeing how long we could hold our breaths. Eventually, Bella's lips started to turn blue and I figured it was time to get out.

I pulled her up and out of the water onto the bank and we stretched out letting the sun from the late afternoon dry us.

"I went to the school counsellor."

"Oh?" I turned my head to see her properly, but when she stayed staring at the branches overhead I figured she preferred a little distance and resumed my original position.

"He said I'm lonely."

"Do you think so?"

"No." I waited for her to elaborate, "I've always been alone, my mother prefers adventure to hearing about how school went, and dads great but he's got work and other things, I've always just been alone. It doesn't bother me, really, I think I like it most of the time, so no I didn't think I was lonely."

"But.." I pressed for what she wasn't saying

"He also said similar to what you mentioned, that Edward showed me what it felt like to not be lonely, and just because I didn't think I was doesn't mean I wasn't. He thinks maybe I liked the new feeling but I just don't know how to get it from other people."

"That sounds logical, do you agree?"

"I think I wanted a friend. But Angela and Mike and the others, they were my friends when I got here but it's almost like they don't mean as much to me so I assumed if I felt more for Edward then I must love him. But I feel that way for Alice too, and the other Cullens."

I thought over what she'd told me, "Maybe it's because they were outcasts, and you related, and empathised with them better, therefore you had a stronger connection with them than the other friends."

"Maybe, I feel that connection with Jake though, my childhood friend from this place. He likes me more than a friend, I don't like him like that."

"That's good."

"Is it."

"Yes, because that's what you should focus on, the things you are sure about. You don't like him romantically, and even if he likes you that way, that's okay, so long as he recognises he isn't entitled to your feelings, just like Edward, you don't owe this world anything Bella, it gives you opportunities which you get to decide if you want to take, and if halfway along the ride you think, 'no this isn't for me', then you get off because you don't have to stay for the whole trip, never think that you do, just because you said yes once, you can always say no later on."

"You give some good advice, they teach you that in police school?"

I scoffed "Worldly knowledge my young padawan, comes with experience, and honestly I can talk you in circles with advice but the only way you will truly know how you feel, based on my own life, is by experiencing it, just do remember, at any point in time, you can say no. You hate a party you told your friends you would go to, then leave."

I pulled her into a pathetic hug, my energy gone, more lying on her than anything. "You don't owe anyone your discomfort kid."

She scoffed "You're like 10 years older than me."

"That's more than half your life kid ."

After our heartfelt discussion, we were deemed dry enough to start heading back and collecting our stuff. I narrowed my eyes as the gecko scuttled up Bella's shoe.

She looked guiltily at my face "What?"

"That thing better not splatter itself on my bike"

She gave a dramatic gasp "I would never let Harold ride on your bike."

"Uh-huh."

We made it out of the bush and I saw her slip her hand into her hoodie pocket followed by a flash of green.

-IMMORTAL-

I dropped her off at her truck she turned to me before going in and held out her helmet.

"Nah, keep it, it's a spare, you might need it again." I didn't tell her I'd bought it for her, that was probably creepy.

She smiled and went to enter, and I hesitated, I'd been meaning to talk to her about something but couldn't find the right words. "Bella?"

"Yea?"

"Do you think that maybe… with what I know of you- I mean from what you've told me-"

"Blue, It's alright, just say what you mean."

"Do you think you might be depressed?" There was a pause and I hurriedly tried to explain myself "I mean, obviously we've only recently met, but I just think-"

"Carlisle thought so too."

"Carlisle?"

"Edwards dad."

"Is that a normal thing for your boyfriends' dad to say?"

She half chuckled "Oh no, he's a doctor. I saw him after I nearly got in a car accident and Edward saved me, he offered to get me some medication but I declined. If it is depression, I want to fight it without drugs, if possible."

I had so many questions, Edward saved her from a car crash? His father is a doctor, who apparently offered someone he was looking over for physical injuries, drugs for a mental disorder after diagnosing her with said disorder. Is that even allowed, either way, a bit unorthodox? Deciding to let it go, for now, I nodded "Fair enough."

Leaving it at that, I bid her goodnight and headed back to my apartment.

I made it in the door and dropped off a few files, briefly noting Olly was taking up residence in my bed tonight and setting a reminder to make some more scones, before heading out again. By now it was nearly 9 and Edward's father might not still be in the hospital, but for some reason what Bella had said was bothering me, and I knew even without the risk of dreaming I wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight.

I drove straight to the town's hospital and dismounted, walking through the glass doors and up to the reception, once I was in front of the desk with a lady gazing expectantly up at me I realised I wasn't sure what I was doing, I decided to trust myself and just see what happened.

"Hello ma'am, I was wondering if Doctor…" Shit, I frantically searched my memory for Edwards last name, "Cullen!... was available." I gave her a sheepish look when I realised I'd been a bit too enthusiastic at remembering his name.

She checked her records "Yes, Doctor Cullen is free if you take a form and fill out what you need he will be with you shortly for a consultation."

I took the paper and gazed down at it. What I was doing, I should just ask Dr Cullen my questions as the police officer I was, however, I didn't know what I wanted to know, it was frustrating, and, glancing down at the sheet I realised, a little thrilling. Theoretically speaking it was a little unorthodox what I was intending to do, lying to a Dr could be construed as entrapment, but I wasn't actually going to lie. I just wanted to see if he would do anything warranting suspicion. Decided, I put the pen to paper and began to fill it out.

Reason for visit: Possible Concussion

Cause: Smacked my head on a rock

See, no lying. If I was a normal person, I would be getting checked out anyway, just because I'm me and usually wouldn't bother, means nothing.

A few minutes passed where I encountered a disgruntled nurse, who gave me a right talking to, apparently, she didn't approve of Olly's come and go attitude. I tuned her out, having no time nor patience to be reprimanded for the actions of another.

Thankfully Dr Cullen cut the lecture short, and giving a patient smile to the nurse, led me to his office. A single moment of shock graced his features when he first saw me but he quickly hid it and gestured for me to sit at the chair by his desk, which I did not. He raised an eyebrow and held out his hand for the form.

I handed it over and waited as he made a noise of understanding. "Alright Blue, I'm Dr Cullen. If you would like to sit on the bed I can examine if you would have a concussion or not."

"Actually I'd rather not sit, I don't like… sitting."

He didn't seem to mind and adapted to the strangeness easily enough, pulling out his penlight he went through the normal procedures. "It seems like you have a very mild concussion, it should come right by itself, but for the next 3 days I'd get someone to check on you when you sleep."

Unnecessary if one does not sleep. "Thanks, Doc, am I allowed to ask something else?"

"Of course, feel free to inquire whatever you feel necessary."

I paused, I was trying to see if this man would be willing to 'prescribe' drugs without the proper examination of a person. "My best friend has really bad diarrhoea, are you able to give me some medication for it so I can give it to her, you can just put it under my name?" Well, there goes the no lying.

He seemed to take a moment to process what I'd just said "No I'm sorry, she will have to come to me herself, Hospital policies you understand."

I frowned but covered it quickly "Yes of course, um what about me? I'm here."

"Yes if you need medication and I deem it necessary, I can give it to you."

"I've been feeling really down lately. I think I'm depressed, that's actually why I smacked my head on the rock, I'm constantly doing reckless things, I think I need something to help..." Sometimes I just wanted to smack myself in the face.

He slowly lowered himself into the chair previously offered to me. "That's a pretty serious thing to say. Have you spoken to anyone else about this?"

"No."

"I'm afraid I'm not allowed to prescribe medication of that nature, without a second opinion, a Psychiatrist or even a note from G.P." He turned behind him and grabbed a piece of paper scribbling a name and number, "This is a psychologist who I highly recommend, talk to someone and if you feel you need medication to help you, get them to prescribe it." I gave a smile in thanks and took the paper, letting him show me out.

Well, that was a bust.

I couldn't fault the guy for anything, honestly, he seemed really nice and respectful. I decided to let it go and kicked off on my bike going for a few rides around the city, from all my late-night riding I probably knew the town better than most the locals by now.