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Testing

Carlisle drove Edward Alice and me to the hospital. Edward sat in the back with me; all awhile Alice kept her worried gaze upon me. I had no idea what was going on but obviously no one had the answers.

"What do you think is wrong Carlisle?" Edward asked obviously to break the silence.

"I don't know Edward, but I'd rather wait to get some test results before making any assumptions." Carlisle said, but his answer left little open for discussion on any matter and we slipped back into silence. Two minutes later we were inside the hospital and Carlisle was getting ready to draw some blood.

"Edward, maybe you should go" I knew what my blood did to him and it wasn't fair for me to dangle it in front of him like this.

"No Bella, I want to be here for you." He replied with a breath taking smile playing on his lips, but it did not touch his eyes.

Carlisle looked at Edward, and I knew that he was telling him something with his mind, but Edward looked stern and just shook his head.

Carlisle took the needle; I cringed of course, ick, needles, and stuck it in my arm He took about 3 vials full, but I don't know. I tried not to look. Edward held my hand the whole time and I'm pretty sure that he had his eyes closed for most of it, too. But I was glad that he stayed, it made me less worried knowing that no matter what he would stay by my side.

After that Carlisle took us all down to his office- blood in hand- and he handed me a cup. Oh God. He wants me to pee in a cup. Be professional. He's just trying to figure out what's wrong. I took a deep breath and took the cup from him and walked to the adjoined restroom.

I came out and handed my 'urine' to Carlisle who took it and left the room. Edward Alice and I sat there in silence. Me in Edwards lap and Alice in Carlisle's seat behind the desk, it felt like an eternity until Carlisle came back in. He told me that they hadn't found anything abnormal in my blood and my urine looked ok, too.

"Bella I did notice that your sugar levels are low though. When was the last time you ate?"

I shrugged, to tell the truth I really didn't remember that last time that I ate something.

"I don't know a day or two?" Carlisle wrote it down on a piece of paper.

"Can you tell what you've been feeling lately? Vomiting, diarrhea, coughing?" He asked in a very doctoral tone.

"Well my stomach has been really painful. Today when we were trying on clothes my stomach hurt the worst it's ever been, that was when Alice had her vision." Carlisle added my 'stomach pains' to my apparent symptoms.

"Where does it hurt exactly?"

"Right here, above my belly button." I rubbed the part where it hurt and he came over to me. He lifted my shirt up to where he could feel my stomach. He pushed where I had said it hurt and when he did it felt very tender.

"Hmm. Is lack of appetite causing your lack of eating?"

"Yah, food just makes me... ugh." I said with a shudder.

"Ok, here's what we're going to do, Bella, I need you to call your father and ask him to come down here. We're going to need him to sign some papers. Until then we are going to get you a bed in a ward down the hall. I need to speak with your father as soon as he gets here ok? I think we are going to need to do an Endoscope Procedure. Edward will explain to you what that is once we get you settled down the hall." He must have seen that I was about to ask "Alice, go back to Bella's house and get her some clothes and other essentials that she will need."

Am I going to be here awhile? I must be if Alice has to go get me 'essentials' and clothes.

I did what Carlisle told me to do; I called Charlie and told him I was in the hospital and that he needed to come as soon as possible. I didn't tell him about the "procedure" or that he would need to sign papers. I figured that Carlisle could explain everything when he got here. He obviously knew more about what was going on then I did.

I was now sitting in my bed waiting for the nurse to leave so I could ask Edward about the procedure that was supposed to take place, plus she was currently sticking an IV in me, not pleasant.

She eventually left, not before looking my Edward up and down of course, but I was used to it by now.

"So, what is this 'Endoscope Procedure'?" I asked once she had closed the door.

He sighed and looked at our hands that were tied together so perfectly.

"A doctor, well Carlisle, puts a thin, flexible, lighted tube called an endoscope down your throat. It allows the doctor to view the lining of your esophagus, stomach, and first part of the small intestine." It looked there was something he wasn't telling me. But right then it didn't matter.

"Edward, hand me that trash can please."

"Why love?" He asked curiously.

"Because I don't think you want me to throw up on you." He quickly had the basket in front of me and it just barely made it there as my vomit came spewing. As I finished vomiting I looked at the waste basket. It was vomit, of course, but there was something especially bad about this vomit.

There was blood in it. I looked up at Edward and saw his expression. He looked like his normal worried self, until he saw my expression of horror. He looked at the waste basket and soon his face matched mine.

What was going on? What did this mean? Oh Edward! What have I done this time?

A/N: I know. I know. It's short. But it's just a filler to get everything up to speed. I'm thinking that I will be updating again fairly soon, ether this evening or tomorrow morning. I hope you guys are enjoying it!

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