Carlisle POV

As I watched Esme run out of the house I think my heart shattered. I always knew she wanted a child but I never thought it would hurt her this much to go without one. I felt so bad that I couldn't supply her with the one thing she has ever asked for.

I sat in my office thinking of ways to help this situation, but had found nothing. But every time an idea would come to me it would be shot down with one reason or another. I must have sat there for hours because before I knew it, it was time for me to get to work. And as usual Esme was there to wish me a good day at work, but today it just didn't touch her eyes.

All the way to work I continued to think. I was basically unaware of what was happening until I had a very badly injured couple come in; apparently they had been in a car accident with their 6 year old son. Though they were in very bad shape he seemed in perfect condition, a little shaken but other than that he was perfect.

He was being looked after by a nurse I recognised as Rachel, so I went to help attend to his mother. She had severe internal bleeding and was unconscious. Just from looking at her I could tell her survival chance was incredibly low, but I would still try my best.

"She needs to get to surgery right away!" I commanded the nurse who scurried away to find a free operating theatre. I wondered what her husband looked like, if she looked this bad and she hadn't been driving at the time I didn't even want to begin to think about his injuries.

"Dr Cullen theatre 7 is free," with that I got to work, we were in surgery for 4 hours easily, but nothing I tried could stop the bleeding and eventually we lost her. I felt horrible, that poor boy no longer had a mother.

I got news that the father's recovery went much better it was just a matter of whether he would last through the night. Knowing this I went to see their son, and get him settled so he could stay at a relatives house. And after 15 minutes of searching I found him, sitting reading a book in the waiting room.

"Hello there" I said kindly as he looked up at me I was struck by the intensity of his green eyes, I recognised were like his mothers. He looked reluctant to answer so I continued. "I'm Carlisle and I'm a doctor here."

He paused looking like he was debating answering or not and eventually can to a decision. He opened his mouth and timidly said "He-ll-o, I'm Edward."

I smiled at him; I had to admit he was cute. If I ever had a son he would be the type I would want. Because even though he was scared and shy he seemed well spoken and thoughtful. "Well it's nice to meet you, do you need anything?"

"I guess I am kinda hungry." He said with somewhat more confidence than he seemed to have a minute ago.

"Well do you want me to go with you to the canteen? I think they're serving spaghetti today." He simply nodded and put down his book. I was about to reach out for his hand then remembered it would be very cold, he seemed to read what I was about to do and took my hand anyway ignoring the temperature.

We got his food and a glass of chocolate milk and sat down on one of the tables they had in the cafeteria. Looking at him I thought it was a better time than any to tell him about his mother. So I work up the courage and began to speak.

"Um… Edward, as you know your parents were in pretty bad condition when they came in here," he looked up at me and nodded, giving me permission to continue, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to. I mean how do you tell a 6 year old his mothers dead?

"Well, we tried our best… but um, I don't know how to say this but your mother didn't make it." He just kept looking at me; he looked as if he was trying to hold back tears. I felt horrible! So I made a split second decision to walk over a comfort him. I went at a fast human pace to the other side of the table and put my arms around him, and just as I did this he couldn't hold them in anymore the tears started falling freely on to my coat.

After his tears ran dry he looked up at me with red, puffy eyes and said "how about my dad is he ok?" The look on my face made me want to sob.

"We haven't been told yet, do you have any relatives around here?" he shook his head no. "Well then would you like to stay here at the hospital tonight?" again he shook his head.

I searched for another place for him to stay and then decided he must stay with us, at least for tonight. "Would you mind staying with me and my wife tonight then?" I asked cautiously.

"Yes please, Dr Carlisle." He said his voice didn't show any trace of emotion, it was just bland and lifeless.

"Ok then Edward, I'll go tell reception, and we'll leave." I said while getting up to call Esme, who should be ecstatic.