A/N: Just to clarify: during Alice's phone call, all the quotes are Alice speaking.


"Come on, Edward," Carlisle beckoned to me, and I slowly followed him. You need to take her to a hospital.

"In a stolen car?" I asked him, a wry smile on my face. Can you run her? I've got to help take care of James. I looked outside at the blindingly white sun, and looked at him skeptically. "Okay, then…"

I breathed in a sigh of satisfaction, and then immediately regretted it. Bella's scent still hit me like a monster truck- I was never going to get used to it. She was unconscious, in my arms, her chest rising and falling ever so slightly. I smiled down at her, and looked up and down the street for humans. You can make it, Edward. No one's going to catch you. I mentally thanked Alice in my mind and set off towards the Phoenix hospital.

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I slowly walked up to the hospital, wrinkling my nose at all the chemicals. Carlisle, Jasper, Emmett, and Alice had caught up, Jasper and Emmett staying a safe distance away. Jasper had decided to stay outside the hospital, for the meantime. The second they had reached me, I was bombarded with a barrage of thoughts from Jasper and Emmett.

Is she okay?

Is she ALIVE?

She looks pretty bad…

Uh oh, must move away…

"Hold your breath," Carlisle warned us as we stepped inside.

"Hello, welcome to the Phoenix Emergency Care center. How may I help you?" The weary-looking lady at the counter pasted a fake smile on her face and handed Carlisle a bunch of forms to fill out. If only they were all so hot…

Carlisle motioned to me to step up to the counter. "Uh, yeah, Bella's, uh, sort of, uh, hurt," I mumbled. The receptionist looked down at Bella's mangled body, and gasped in horror.

"I'll send the doctor right away." Carlisle assured her that this wouldn't be necessary, and arranged all the details. He took Bella from me, leaving me in the waiting room with Alice.

Are you okay, Edward? Bella's going to be fine; I saw it.

I moved my eyes up and down the counter, as if searching for something. Only someone who was really paying attention could tell that I was answering her question.

But I still think that you should've changed her. It would've been good for all of us, you know.

I frowned slightly, and let out an exasperated sigh. "Someone should call Renee," I interjected softly, looking at Alice meaningfully.

Fine, I'll do it. But at least think about it, okay?

I ignored her, handing her Carlisle's cell phone. "Her number's in the phonebook," I told her, turning away.

She walked to a corner to make the call, and I could hear her clearly, through the bustling din.

"Hello? Is this Renee?"

"Um, yes, this is about Bella."

"No, she's fine. Charlie told you that? Oh, well it was a misunderstanding."

"But she's sort of… hurt." What do I say? Edward!

"No, like I said, she's going to be fine."

"She… ah, fell down two flights of stairs of the hotel she was staying at." Alice paused. That's not good enough, is it? I thought about Bella's injuries again, winced, and shook my head slightly. "And through a window."

"No, you don't have to come down to the hospital."

"Are you sure? …Okay, then."

"I'm sure Bella will enjoy that." Alice looked at me, a panicked look on her face. She's coming, Edward!

"Yes, she's at the emergency care center… no, she's fine!"

"Okay, I'll see you soon, Renee. Bye!" What do we do?

I shrugged. I wasn't planning to be around, anyway. Carlisle emerged from the back part of the hospital and headed for me. I stood up immediately, searching his mind for any news.

She's fine, Edward. Come on. He led the way into the intensive care unit, and to a small room. Bella was lying on the uncomfortable-looking bed, tubes attached to her in various places, still apparently unconscious. We had to keep her sedated. It's not safe for her to be moving around with so many injuries.

Edward! I sighed and walked into the waiting room to listen to Alice, leaning against the wall as if I was merely bored. She's coming in 5…4…

I quickly ran –at an almost human pace- back to Bella's room. Carlisle looked at me inquisitively; what changed?

"Renee's here," I stated monotonously, staring at the beeping EKG monitor next to Bella's bed. Now I wasn't the only one who could hear her heartbeat. I drummed my fingers on the railing of Bella's bed, waiting impatiently for her to wake up.

Renee's going to your room, Edward. I mentally thanked Alice, scooted my chair away from Bella's bed, and picked up a magazine the hospital had.

Why doesn't this hospital have better equipment?

Can I please have a piece of candy?

Oh, please let Bella be okay… Renee.

She entered the room and looked around with wide, frightened eyes- eyes that I'd seen on Bella so many times. Most recently, in her encounter with James. I winced.

"Bella? Oh, Bella!" Thank the Lord she's all right. And that handsome doctor! I thought he was her boyfriend, I wonder where he-

"Oh!" Renee gasped, noticing me for the first time. "You must be, um… Edwin."

"Edward." I smiled at her, taking care not to show my teeth. My goodness, he's so good-looking! "I'm Bella's… uh, boyfriend."

"Is Bella going to be back to normal?" Please, say yes. I want her to be okay when she moves to Jacksonville. She can enjoy the scenery…

What? Jacksonville? It must've been a thought for Phil, or someone else. Bella wasn't moving, right? "Yes ma'am, in a few weeks." Ma'am? Wow, what manners! And for adopted teenagers! They must be adopted; the doctor didn't look a day over 25.

I bit back a laugh. If only she knew Carlisle was 300 years old… Oh my dear Lord, no way. Bella wouldn't… "Edward, dear?"

"Yes?"

"You and Bella haven't happened to, umm…" She looked meaningfully at me, in a very mother-like way. They better not have.

Oh. OH. "No ma'am!" I said, shaking my head. Right. I wonder what's with the magazine, then.

"Oh! A call from Phil." Renee fumbled for her cell phone, which was still ringing in her purse. "Well, it was nice chatting with you, Edward."

I smiled at her again, and waved. She left the room, still searching in her purse. Only then did I realize that I had a Parenting magazine in my hand.


A/N: I have no idea if that actually happened. Just to make Edward's conversation with Renee a bit more uncomfortable. :) Review, please!