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Accusations

The doctors and EMT's were in a flurry bringing in Bella and Tyler's stretchers in from the ambulance. Each and every one of them was shouting orders and what not.

"Bring them in the Emergency Room."

"Put some bandages on that boy!"

"Someone please get Dr. Cullen."

"Bring me a thermometer."

"Check for any broken bones."

I searched the halls for Carlisle, and found him pacing in front of a nurse's desk.

What happened? Why is Edward coming here? He can't possibly be hu-

He stopped mid-step and turned his attention straight at me.

"Edward, What on Earth happened? I got a call saying that my son is on his way to the hospital due to a car accident."

"Well, the car didn't actually hit me, per se. I was just close to the wreck."

"Okay, and?" He raised his eyebrows from my vague explanation.

"Look, the van was about to hit her, and I pushed her out of the way."

"Hit who?"

"Bella."

"And where were you right before the van was about to hit her?"

"I was by my car."

Edward, you're not helping with these short answers. Now where was your car?

I took a deep breath before answering, "Four or five spaces away."

"Edward!"

"Sorry. What did you want me to do? She was going to I die."

Carlisle closed his eyes and exhaled making a whooshing sound.

How am I supposed to correct him if it goes against what I stand for? Hopefully no one saw-

"Only Bella saw, and she's not sure whether she believes it or not. She might have had a concussion, so I could be able to make her think it was her imagination."

"Edward, you better hope she does, because if she finds out, and if the Volturri know that she saw you, there is going to be terrible consequences."

"I know, and I promise she won't find out."

"Good. I have one more patient to take care of, and then I have Tyler and Bella, so I guess I'll see you in a few minutes."

And I want the whole story at home. I know you well enough to know that you improvised.

I nodded and turned toward her room. It was easy to figure out, all I had to do is check the nurse's mind.

It was then that I realized all of the scents in the hospital. The blood wasn't to bad- with the strong odor of disinfectant and Clorox overpowering it. How does Carlisle stay here all day?

One the way there, it hit me that she really did almost die. That I was so close to never seeing her again. I was almost never going to be able to talk to her, see her long, mass of hair. The thought of her dead and cold with her body all distorted from being crushed sent shivers up and down my spine. I winced as I thought of how her blood would be spilled across the parking lot . . . - wait, her blood! If I didn't save her, I would have exposed us beyond belief by drinking her blood. There would have been no way to stop me, I wouldn't even let Emmett get in my way.

Maybe this was the actual reason I saved her. Maybe, somewhere in my subconscious, I knew what would have happened if I didn't push her away.

But I was just kidding myself. Not once did I think of her blood until now. Deep down, I didn't believe that was the reason. No, it's something much greater than that, I just don't know what it is yet. Only Bella would make me feel this confused, and I've only met her over a week ago.

When I walked in, Tyler was ranting 'I'm sorry's' while Bella was pretending to sleep. Her thoughts gave away her little act.

"Is she sleeping?"

Her eyes shot up towards me. She tried to glare, but she was having difficulties accomplishing looking mad.

"Hey Edward, I'm really sorry-" Tyler started.

I raised my hand to stop him. "No blood, no foul," I said smiling to show that I meant it. I sat on his bed, facing Bella.

"So what's the verdict?" I asked hoping she did have a concussion. Then, this would all work out, but luck wasn't in favor of me.

"There's nothing wrong with me at all, but they won't let me go. How come you aren't strapped to a gurney like the rest of us?"

"It's all about how you know. Don't worry, I came to spring you."

Carlisle walked in, and I couldn't help but notice what Bella was thinking.

He's way too young to be a doctor. He's definitely better looking than any actor I've seen. This has got to be Edward's father.

She thought Carlisle was really good looking, which I guess is natural, but I didn't like it. And that, made absolutely no sense.

"So Miss Swan, how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine." For the hopefully last time.

He turned on the light board and looked at her X-rays.

"Your X-rays look good." No concussion, rang through my head.

"Does your head hurt? Edward said you hit it pretty hard."

"It' s fine." She said with a scowl at me. Did he have to tell him that?

Edward, pray I find something sore.

He then prodded at her skull until he came across a spot that made her wince.

"Tender?"

"Not really." I've had a lot worse before with my clumsiness.

I had to laugh at that, maybe later I'll be able to see her clumsiness.

"Well, your father is in the waiting room-you can go home with him now. But come back if you feel dizzy, or have any trouble with your eyesight at all.

"Can't I go back to school?" she asked, surprising me. Most teenagers would welcome the chance to miss school.

"Maybe you should take it easy today."

"Does he get to go to school?" she tilted her head in my direction.

"Some one has spread the news that we survived."

Carlisle signed her release forms and said, "Actually, most of the school seems to be in the waiting room."

"Oh, no." she moaned and covered her face.

"Do you want to stay?"

"No, no!" She said, shooting out of the bed so fast, she nearly fell to the ground. I moved to catch her but Carlisle was faster.

"I'm fine." They don't necessarily need to know that that had nothing to do with hitting my head.

It took all I had not to laugh, but a soft chuckle escaped.

"Take some Tylenol for the pain." Carlisle said.

"It doesn't hurt that bad." She insisted.

"It sounds like you were extremely lucky." He said, signing the required paperwork.

"Lucky Edward happened to be standing next to me."

Edward, talk to her as soon as you can, and change her mind.

"Oh, well, yes." Carlisle said, rifling through his papers.

Bella squinted her eyes a little bit, studying him. He's gotta be in on it. He's probably covering it up.

I visibly froze, and chanced a fleeting look at Carlisle. Unfortunately, he wasn't looking, his attention on Tyler.

Bella walked me and hissed under her breath, "Can I talk to you for a minute."

Her heart was pumping so loud and fast that I had to step back from her. "Your father is waiting for you."

"I'd like to speak with you alone if you don't mind." She pressed.

I might as well get it over with, the sooner the better. I turned around and walked towards a hallway without another word. I knew I was being discourteous, but I had to finish this fast.

He's so fast. I have to run to keep up!

When I noticed that there was no one around, I stopped and turned to face her.

"What do you want?" I asked a little too harshly.

"You owe me an explanation."

"I saved your life-I don't owe you anything."

She flinched by the tone of my voice. "You promised." She reminded me.

"Bella, you hit your head, you don't know what you're talking about."

He has no right to say that! My head is perfectly fine. "There is nothing wrong with my head." She said angrily.

"What do you want from me, Bella?" Please just forget all of this.

"I want to know the truth. I want to know why I'm lying for you." All I want to know, is that I'm not crazy. He doesn't even have to explain how he did it, just tell me that he did.

I could feel my resolve threatening to break down. I wish it could be that easy, but there are laws.

"What do you think happened?"

She spoke at a fast pace. Listing anything that would be impossible for any human to do. She knew she saw all of it, she just didn't know how to believe it, or what to do with the information.

By the end, she looked so sad, and miserable, I couldn't look at her. Don't cry, don't cry. Whatever you do, don't cry.

Just hearing those words made me walls fall down. I closed my eyes and sighed, regretting what I was about to do.

"Bella." I said softly.

"What." She said aguishly.

I opened my eyes and looked around the building. I had to make a decision, and quick.

"Follow me." I said and started to walk off, looking for a place out of earshot for Carlisle. I knew she was following, it was hard not to hear her clumsy footsteps behind me.

"Wait, where are we going?"

"You'll see."

Great thanks for the great description.

I stopped when I found the elevators with the stairs off the left. Elevators or stairs? I glanced at her, then made my decision. Being stuck in a tiny cube with Bella wasn't exactly the safest thing to do.

"Come on." I said and started to go up the stairs towards the highest floor hoping that was enough distance between us and Carlisle.

Where is he taking me???

Soon enough, we finally reached the door and entered the floor. I walked around until I found an empty hallway.

I turned to face yet again, but this time I wasn't glaring.

"Please, Bella. You have to listen to me. It's very important that you forget all of this. I can't tell you whether it happened or not. And you can't tell anyone about this either-"

"I won't tell anybody, I promise. I just want to know that I'm not crazy. If you tell me that these things actually did happen, that you somehow ran across the parking lot and pushed me away in time, or that you some lifted the van off of me, I will forget. You can trust me, you know." Sincerity rang through every word she spoke. Everything about her proved that she was telling the truth- her voice, her eyes, and her thoughts.

"Bella, I just can't tell you."

"Why not?" Why can't he see that I'm asking for me. I'm not going to go and tell the whole school what really happened.

"Because . . . It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that . . . . you really can't know. You could be put in danger, if I tell you that those things actually happened. So it's very important that you forget this all. Please?"

She looked down to the floor and turned around digesting everything I just told her.

Should I really just give up? I'm 99.9 percent sure that he basically just confessed to what happened during the accident. I want to know more, more about him, his mysteriousness, but why? Whatever the reason is, I'll just have to figure it out later.

"Fine." She said, turning around. I didn't like the fact that she was going to try and figure me out, figure us out. But it satisfied me enough.

"Thank you." I said softly, smiling at her.

"Your welcome. Hey, and thanks for saving my life." She said sheepishly.

"Anytime. You might want to go to the waiting room, you have the whole school waiting for you."

She groaned and started walking towards the elevator.

When the door opened and she walked in, Bella looked at me and asked, "Are you coming?"

"No."

"So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?" she asked almost hopefully.

I nodded as the door closed, blocking me from seeing her response. I couldn't see her, but I could hear her.

Good. I'll get to see him.

I smiled to myself glad to know she felt that way, because I was just as excited to see her.

My happiness didn't fade as I raced down the stairs and towards the school. It didn't fade as I got in my car, and exited out of the high school. It did fade however, as I drove into the turnoff for my house, as I realized what was waiting for me behind the front door.

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A/N: How'd you like it? Good? Bad? Sorry it's short again, but this was originally the second half of the last chapter.

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Rachel