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Bella continued to cry for hours. The only thing that I could do was try and sooth her by talking optimistically and holding her. I felt helpless. Every couple of minutes she would get into a coughing fit, each worse than the last.

"Bella.. you're going to need to try and calm down. " I said as softly as I could. "All of this crying is hurting your throat."

She sniffled once and then sobbed again. Was Mike's memory and Jacob himself worth the depression that she was in?

"It's.. just sinuses, Edward." she said, her voice cracking. "They were horrible when I went to Florida... they'll be gone after a little while of being back in Forks."

The combination of talking and the hours of crying made her cough again and I rubbed her back soothingly, cringing at the noise. Her breathing soon became regular, however, and she readjusted herself on my lap before falling silent.

"Bella?" I whispered.

Nothing.

"Bella?" I tried once more. She was asleep. I could only imagine what her dreams would bring her.

Being extra careful not to disturb her, I slid off of the couch, giving her possession of the entire thing. She turned over in her sleep and mumbled something I couldn't understand. Fascinated, I took a seat on the ground in front of her.

"Mike..." she mumbled.

Mike?! I fought the urge to wake her up, instead deciding to go and hunt as originally planned.

How was I supposed to tell Bella that she had to return to her mother's house? She would be reluctant enough leaving me here.. now she was also leaving a very sick Jacob. Bella just didn't realize that if she became sick then both Jacob and I would rather be dead. If she was trying to help everyone else, then she would want to leave. I wouldn't be able to handle it if she was infected.

I spotted a stray deer and waited for my chance to spring.

But didn't she want to get changed? If she were changed, then she wouldn't be affected by the Flu. Or if she did catch it, Carlisle said that a vampire would be able to survive. Our venom meant nothing to the virus, but we would still be able to feed enough to dilute it. If she were to get sick, couldn't we just simply change her and then she could fight the virus as a vampire?

I had the deer's back and sprang, taking it to the ground and biting into his jugular.

As much as I may want her to stay a human for her own sake, if she got sick then I would change her without a second thought. The dark humor of the both of us being changed because of the Spanish Influenza was definitely enough to make me smirk despite myself.

With the deer now sufficiently drained, I returned home, trying to find the right way to bring up the idea of Bella leaving her friends and family and returning to her mother's.

I had only been gone for about two hours, and yet when I entered the house, everything was different. Bella was no longer sleeping on the sofa and Carlisle and his thoughts were gone. Alice and Jasper were thinking about school, something uncharacteristic of any of us. As soon as I closed the door behind me, their thoughts about school became stronger, like they were forcing themselves. Did they really think that that wouldn't get by me?

"What happened?" I asked Jasper, knowing full well that Alice would never tell me.

Jasper's eyes quickly turned to Alice, looking for help.

"Jasper. What happened?" I asked, getting irritated that there was some secret that everyone but me was filled in on.

"I..." he began, looking once more at Alice for support. "Carlisle.. call Carlisle." he said, fighting with everything in him to keep his thoughts on school while talking about Carlisle. But he slipped up for a fraction of a second as I saw Carlisle run out the door in his memories.

"What about Carlisle?" I asked, trying to get more from him against his will.

"Just.. call him and ask.." he said. His eyes narrowing in concentration. There was another flicker of Carlisle carrying Bella. Why was he carrying Bella? Did he bring her home?

"What about Bella?" I asked, picking at his thoughts for clues.

Trigonometry first period tomorrow, I have class with Alice, easiest class in the world, small class, test tomorrow.

Jasper was trying so hard that it was almost comical. Alice's mind was clear, it was Jasper that I could get the information from.

"Did Carlisle take Bella home?" I asked.

And there it was. The slip.

Hospital..

"Bella's at the hospital?!" I shouted. Alice looked at Jasper disapprovingly and he stomped his foot angrily, irritated that he slipped.

"What happened?!" I demanded of Alice. She looked at my defiantly and I rushed to my car to go to the hospital and find out what happened.

I knew that I should have moved the coffee table away from the sofa before leaving! She probably rolled off in her sleep and hit her head! How could I have been so stupid? Or perhaps she tripped walking up the stairs to find me and broke a bone? I should have left a note or something!

I pulled into the hospital parking lot, not even bothering to remove the keys from the ignition as I sped into the hospital, imagining my poor Bella in a cast again.

"Name?" The secretary asked, but as she looked up she smiled. "Carlisle is in his office."

I nodded and sped into this room.

"What happened?" I demanded, not even waiting for him to turn my way. He seemed startled but quickly composed himself.

"Calm down, Edward." We're in a hospital.

I obeyed and waiting for an explanation.

"Is she okay?" I asked growing impatient as he tried to find the correct words.

"She's.. sick." he finally managed.

"Sick? But she wasn't when I left a few hours ago." I debated. "She was sleeping."

"She woke up in a coughing fit with a fever." he said, watching me carefully, waiting for a reaction. But what reaction was he waiting for? And then it hit me.

Bella was sick.

As the realization struck me I backed into the wall for support. I was dumbstruck. She had said she wasn't. She had said she only coughed because of sinuses in Florida. Surely she would be able to tell the difference? Surely I should have been able to tell the difference.

"It's the Spanish Flu, Edward. I'm certain. She has it..." he said, lowering his head sadly.

"She's... what?!" I shouted, not comprehending the words that came from his mouth. "They're sinuses Carlisle! She said so herself!"

"Edward. Bella's been infected." he said with finality.

My mind was racing. Was it even possible? Was it possible that my Bella was sick? I looked around the room frantically, forgetting where the door is and followed Bella's scent to her room. I took a deep breathe as I fought for composure as I opened the door, revealing Bella, sleeping on a hospital bed, an IV next to her.

There ya go. I'm planning on redeemig myself by updating daily for a while xD And as proof that the next chapter is finished :P Teaser-

"Look, it's the leech." Jacob said from his chair next to Bella. He rose and began to walk towards me.

"Jacob, I'm really not in the mood to argue right now. How about---" But I was interupted as Jacob's fist made contact with my right eye.