'Ello lovelies! I'm on Spring Break! Woot! That's good news for you! It means I'll have more time to write!

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Disclaimer: You mean I still don't own Twilight? *gasps*

Chapter 3

RPOV

Personally, I was questioning Emmett's sanity. Bella didn't do anything. She didn't say anything.

"Honey, I think we should get your head checked."

"That's what she said."

Damn it!

"This head, smart one," I told him, tugging his ear.

"Or is it? Dun dun dun."

"Emmett, you are so not funny." Bella said.

"Thank you, thank you very much," he said, impersonating Elvis Presley.

I smacked him playfully. "Just shut up."

"Yes ma'am!" He saluted me. I just rolled my eyes.

"Okay. Not that this isn't fun, but I should go get ready for class."

"Shoo!" Emmett swatted her away. I laughed.

He sat on the sofa, pulling me on his lap.

"Now I see what she was watching," he said, pointing to the T.V.

I didn't even glance at the T.V. I could care less about what Bella watches in the early morning.

"Emmett, we're alone," I smiled.

"That we are," he said, turning to face me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and laced my fingers through his hair as he pulled me closer to him on his lap. Pulling his face to mine, I kissed him. He kissed me back hungrily. I felt his tongue travel my lower lip asking permission. Like he had to ask. I smiled and parted my lips.

"Good morning ,love birds!" Alice skipped into the living room. "Shall I make some breakfast?"

"I'm not one to turn down an offer for food," Emmett told her. She laughed and skipped to the kitchen.

He turned back to me, and we continued kissing. No harm, no foul, right? If Alice didn't care, I sure didn't mind.

"Jeez, you'd think you two hadn't seen each other in years the way you're going at it," she laughed.

Emmett smiled. "I can't help if the woman in my arms is breathtakingly beautiful," he mumbled against my lips.

I smiled, too. I pulled back, turning around to lay across the couch. I snuggled in his unhappy arms.

"Way to go, Alice," he said.

She waved a spoon at him. "Hey! You want food, don't you? Don't mess with the chef." She glared at him.

I laughed. "Relax Em. The pixie's making you breakfast," I said looking up at him. He was pouting.

"What are you making, anyway?" he asked.

"Eggs and toast. I would make pancakes, but I'm no Bella. They would just be plain and boring."

I got up off Emmett's lap and walking into the kitchen. "I'll help. I'll cut up some fruit. We can have eggs, toast, and fruit salad."

"Okay, thanks Rose!"

I looked over at Emmett, who was still pouting.

"Hey, Em, your face is going to get stuck like that."

He stuck his tongue out at me.

I rolled my eyes and got out some apples and oranges. I smiled to myself, knowing that if we still lived at the apartment we would probably be eating Pop Tarts.

Jasper had came out of his and Alice's room, looking tired. He plopped on the love seat, staring blankly at the T.V.

"Gee, Alice. I wonder why he's so tired."

Her eyes got wide.

"We did nothing." She said defensively.

"I never said you did. But now that you're defending yourself, maybe I should have." I smirked.

She bit her lip. "I'm not talking about this."

I just laughed.

She glared at me, and went back to buttering toast.

Just as we were finishing up and putting it onto some plates, Bella came out of the bathroom dressed and ready to go.

BPOV

Rosalie handed me a plate of food. I sat at the counter, eating while they finished with the toast and such. I ate quickly, wanting to check on Edward before I left. It wasn't like him to still be in bed, especially with all the noise going on out here.

"Thanks for breakfast! I just need to grab my bag and I'm out."

"'Kay," Alice said at the same time Rosalie said "Alright!"

I opened the door to my bedroom a crack and slipped inside. Edward was still asleep, it seemed. He had an arm across his face and the other resting on his stomach. The bedding was kicked onto the floor, and the sheet was twisted around his legs.

I walked over and sat next to him on the bed. He was breathing heavily.

"Edward," I whispered, moving his hand from his face. He was so warm. He groaned.

I kissed his forehead.

"Edward, you're burning up. Are you feeling okay?"

"No," he groaned again.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know," he mumbled. "My head hurts, and I feel like I have a fever. I just want to sleep. I'm so tired."

"Sounds like you just have the flu. I'll grab you an aspirin and a water bottle. Do you want me to skip class?"

"No, no. I'll be fine. When will you be back?"

"Same time as always. In an hour and a half."

"I'll be fine, then. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine." He repeated, to assure himself more than me.

"If you're sure."

I left the room and went to the bathroom. I took the container of aspirin and got two pills. I went into the kitchen and got some water.

"Hey, guys. If you could try to keep it down today, I'd really appreciate it." I told them.

"How come, Bells?" Emmett asked.

"Edward's not feeling well. He has a fever, and needs rest. Okay?"

They nodded. "Thanks guys."

Edward was coughing when I went back into the room. I wanted to stay home with him, but I knew he wouldn't let me.

I handed him the medicine, and opened the water for him.

"Thank you, Bella. I love you."

"I love you, too, sicky." I smiled slightly. He rolled his eyes and laid back down. "Okay, I'll be back soon."

He nodded.

**

I sat in class, barely listening.

"... so in order to prepare you we'll be doing an assignment. Many of you may have done something similar to this in high school. This isn't quite the same."

I zoned out again as she handed us a paper saying what the assignment would be. Great. We'd be taking home a baby simulator for a drug-affected pregnancy.

"This doll will be worse than the real thing, as a learning experience. I want you to be ready for any situation."

I could deal with this later. We weren't getting the dolls for a few days anyways, and all I wanted to do was go home.

"That's all for today. I'll see you all next week!"

I rolled my eyes at her enthusiasm.

We got out of our seats, eager to leave.

"Isabella, could I speak with you for a moment?"

I turned around and walked to her desk. "Yes, Ms. Haynes?"

"I just wanted to make sure everything was okay. You seemed very out of it in class today. Worried, almost."

Damn. Why do teachers notice things like this?

"I'm fine, Ms. Haynes. Thank you for asking."

She nodded. "If there is anything you need, you can talk to me."

"It's just.. my boyfriend. He's sick and I'm worried about him. It seems silly, but I just feel bad being away from him when he's sick.."

"He sounds like a very lucky young man to have you worrying about him like this. Give him my regards. Now get out of here and go home to your boyfriend." She smiled.

"Thanks, Miss." I smiled brightly and left.

**

"Honey, I'm home and I've had a hard day!!" I said into the living room.

"Pour me a cold one," Alice called.

"And, oh, by the way – rub my feet, give me something good to eat." Emmett said.

"Emmett, you killed it," Rosalie told him.

I nodded. "She's right. You're a murderer."

"Oh, come on. It's not that hard to do." Alice said.

"That's what she said." Emmett said.

"Emmett, why do you keep saying that today? It's really getting annoying. Seriously. Stop." I told him.

Rosalie was grinning widely. "HA! I win."

"Fuck you, Bella," he glared at me.

I started to ask, but then decided against it. "Don't even want to know."

Rosalie was still grinning. "Looks like we're going shopping, Emmett."

I laughed.

"How's Edward?"

"The same, mostly."

I nodded and went to my room.

He was asleep again, iPod headphones in one ear. The iPod itself was on the bed next to him.

I felt his forehead with the back of my hand.

"I take it the aspirin didn't help?" I asked quietly.

He opened one eye. "Not much," he said.

"Okay, be right back," I told him.

I went to the bathroom and got the thermometer. I put the cover on it, and brought it back to the room.

"Open," I said.

He didn't even question me, he just opened his mouth.

I put it under his tongue and held it there. "Close."

He wrapped his mouth around it.

It took a minute as I sat watching the numbers rise.

Finally, it beeped. 102.3

"Jeez," I whispered.

I got him a pair of black sweatpants and a gray hoodie. I slipped the pants on while he laid there, and gave him the hoodie.

"Why are you dressing me?" he asked.

"I'm taking you to the doctor."

"Oh," he said. He looked so helpless.

I sat next to him and hugged him close. "You'll be okay. I'm sure its just the flu. But I can't get medicine for you unless we go to the doctor."

I wrapped my arm around his waist, walking slowly.

"Guys, I'm taking Edward to the doctor's. We'll be back soon."

They nodded.

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