Okay…so there is some medicalish stuff in this chapter and I'm not exactly sure if all the info is correct so don't hate me if it isn't. Thanx.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Or the characters. So sad.

BPOV

Agh. Where was that stupid beeping noise coming from? It's so loud, and annoying.

Oh.

I had tripped, and ended up in the hospital. Nothing new with that. Except for the beeping. That was new. That annoying beeping.

"Isabella?"

I turned my head to see the most beautiful man I had ever seen before. He looked like a movie star. No. He looked better than a movie star.

"Yes."

"I'm Dr. Cullen. How are you feeling? From what I heard, you seem to have had a pretty bad fall."

"I'm fine."

He walked over to my bed and gently probed my head. His fingers were cold. Ice cold. I began to panic. It couldn't be. Maybe he had just washed his hands. Yeah, that was it. All doctors have cold hands. Right?

I guess I must have looked panicked because he quickly added that he was simply just checking to make sure I hadn't gotten a concussion.

"What day is it?"

"Saturday. Don't worry. You've only been out for a couple of hours."

Okay. So Charlie shouldn't be too worried. Wrong.

Right at that moment Charlie came running into the room. He looked so worried.

"Bella! You're finally awake. I was so worried."

"Dad. I'm fine. Nothing but a little fall."

Charlie began to question Dr. Cullen to make sure I wasn't lying about not being hurt. Dr. Cullen reassured him that nothing was wrong and that I was free to leave whenever I wanted.

The ride back home was painfully quiet. I knew Charlie was upset by this little episode. He had been so worried that something more was wrong. I could almost see him hoping that I never scared him like that again.

CARLISLEPOV

Isabella Swan.

Chief Swan's one and only daughter.

My new patient.

There was something different about her. She had reacted so strangely to my cold hands. Almost panicking when I had examined her head. Did she know something? I would have to ask Edward keep track of her thoughts. We couldn't afford to have our secret known.

BPOV

We finally got home and Charlie quickly ordered pizza for dinner. Not that I was hungry. I had too much to think about.

I quietly ate with Charlie. Neither of us were very talkative, but the silence wasn't awkward. Instead, it was almost comforting. Like I didn't have to talk, to pretend to be interested in the normal, trivial details of peoples' lives.

I helped Charlie clean up and then told him that I was jetlagged and needed to rest. I ran up to my room and quickly grabbed my ipod. Music always helped me relax. And I definitely needed to relax.

I knew I shouldn't have panicked. I mean, he was a doctor, and doctors do have cold hands. It couldn't mean that he was one of them. But he was inhumanly beautiful like them. Yet, his eyes. Topaz, so different from the ghostly red of their eyes. Agh. I was thinking too much again.

I quietly peeked outside of my bedroom. I didn't want to wake up Charlie. He probably had to work early anyways. I heard his snoring coming from his bedroom. I walked to the bathroom, the one I shared with Charlie. Yes, shared. As in it wasn't mine. This was going to suck.

A shower. A nice hot shower. It's what I needed to calm my nerves. I turned the water up as hot as it could get and slowly allowed myself to relax.

It's not to great, but I hope you enjoy it!