Results: Part 1

PPOV

After the weekend, Bella bounced back to being alive again not just existing. She went back to school, eating properly again, sleeping at night and holding a conversation.

But I could I still see the terror in her eyes, it didn't matter how many times I told her that the results would come back negative, she would still struggle to believe me.

Tomorrow, Bella, Charlie and I are going back to the hospital. Jared was taking over my patrol shift for me during the day. Billy Black had told his parents and school a little white lie that he will be working for the council tomorrow on work experience.

Sam was patrolling tonight, so I could get some sleep and be ready to pick the Swan's up early.

When Bella went home Sunday night, I suddenly realised how lonely my life had become. Jared and I had always been best friends from kindergarten, and as the years passed we became brothers, even before we phased.

After my dad died, he was there when my mom stopped paying much attention to my well being. We phased within days of each other, me being the first to change. It made us even closer, but still when I was home on my own with nothing to do the loneliness would creep in.

With Sam it was different, I knew of him, even helped search for him went he went missing. But I didn't really know him to talk to. When I phased he was the only person who understood what was happening to me and he helped me as much as he could.

A bond grew from that, especially the first few days before Jared phased. With the mind link it was harder, to keep things private and in the beginning Sam was able to see every memory of my dad, and my deepest darkest secrets that even Jared didn't know.

The first few days, he helped me to control my anger, so I wouldn't slip up and reveal the secret to the rest of the tribe. My anger remained simmering below the surface, and at times the smallest thing would set me off. But Sam helped me gain enough control so that I could run into the forest before uncontrollably phasing.

I woke up the next morning early enough to make a decent sized breakfast, and run to Sam's to get his truck. We decided that it would be quicker and more efficient to use Sam's as his truck was newer and ran a lot better per mile.

I pulled into the Swan's drive, two hours later, the front door opened and Charlie was stood in the doorway.

"Paul, I just want to say thank you, for doing this."

"It's nothing; I want to be there for both of you. I know that Bella is worried, and if I can be of some support, then I will be."

Charlie nodded before stepping out of the way, I felt him squeeze my shoulder as I walked past. "Bella is upstairs, I know she is ready to go, but I think she is just keeping herself busy, until it is time to leave. Go on up and let her know that you are here." I nodded, before walking through the house and up the stairs.

Bella's bedroom door was closed, but I could hear her heart rate was raised and she was pacing, I knocked and then opened the door, to find Bella walking from her closet to her window.

"Bella, it's time to go." I almost whispered, and listened as she gasped and jumped in surprise.

Her face suddenly looked panicked, and she looked even paler, if that was possible.

"Really, already, but we will get there too early, I don't think I can do this Paul. I don't want to know, if I do have it, nothing can be done, and if I don't then we would soon find out."

I grabbed hold of Bella's shoulders and guided her to her bed, almost forcing her to sit. "Now calm down, how many times do I have to tell you don't have it? But your dad doesn't know, please let him hear the results, give him that." I told her while crouching down, so I could see her eyes.

"But, I might have it, and I know that that will break him. What if he gives up quicker, and leaves me earlier?"

"When will you get it through that head of yours, you don't have it. So you won't break him." I took her hand and pulled her to her feet, not letting go as we walked down the stairs.

"Bell's are you ready to leave?" Charlie asked, as we stopped at the bottom of the stairs. To see him stood by the front door fiddling with a set of keys.

Bella nodded her head, before following Charlie out the front door. I closed the door, giving it a slight shove to make sure it was closed properly before walking towards the truck where Bella and Charlie were waiting.

I opened the passenger door, and pulled the seat forward so either one or both could get in the back. Charlie went to get in but almost lost his balance, I managed to catch his elbow before he fell.

"I'm fine, Paul help me in." He shrugged, before gripping the door frame.

"Dad, get in the front, I will get in the back." Bella offered.

"No, Bella, the back is fine. I will be able to stretch out, and be more comfortable." Charlie insisted.

I grabbed Charlie under the arms and lifted him as gently as possible into the back, I tried not to cringe when I could feel his body stiffen in pain and gasp for breath. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Bella, chewing on her bottom lip with tears in her eyes.

Once Charlie was in the back seat and comfortable, he lent his head against the window and closed his eyes. I pulled the seat back, Bella walked towards the seat, still chewing on her lip. "He is ok, it was just the muscles, his organs are fine." I whispered, before helping her into the seat.

The journey to Port Angles, was done in almost silence, Charlie fell asleep before we had even left the boundaries of Forks. Bella stared out the window, wiping her eyes every now and again.

An hour later we pulled up in the hospital car park, I looked in the rear view mirror and watched as Charlie opened his eyes and sat more forward. When I looked at Bella, she seemed a lot paler than normal and her breathing was rushed.

I grabbed her hand, "Bella, look at me." She jumped before, turning her face to look at me.

"Calm down, deep breathes Bella, watch me, breath through your nose and out your mouth." I whispered, aware that Charlie had lent forward and was watching Bella intently.

Her breathing was still harsh and erratic; her eyes were looking around the cab of the truck. I undone the seat belt, and lent forward, taking Bella's face between my hands. Within seconds her breathing slowed down, and her eyes were staring straight into mine.

"Calm down, I'm here, your dad is here, you know what I've been saying to you for the last week. Breathe Bella, look at me and breathe."

I watched in silence has her breathing slowed down, to a normal rate. The tears slid down her face as she took a deep breath.

"You ok Bell's?" Charlie asked from the back, resting his arm on her shoulder.

"I'm fine dad, just scared, come on lets go. The sooner I know, the sooner I can make decisions."

I opened the door, and heard Bella open the passenger door at almost the same time. I met her at the front of the truck, without any thought and unable to stop myself, I leant forward and lightly kissed her temple. I felt her breathe leave her lungs and she suddenly went stiff.

"I'm sorry, Bella." I whispered, "I didn't plan that."

"Ok," Bella whispered back, before moving back towards the passenger door and pulled the seat forward.

Getting Charlie out of the truck, was a lot easier, he was able to shuffle to the end of the seat and pull himself out.

With Bella, between us we walked silently into the hospital. I stood back as she spoke to the receptionist, and then followed her and Charlie to the seating area.

As soon as Bella sat down, her knee started to bounce and she started to fidget. My nostrils flared when I could suddenly smell blood, I automatically looked at Bella and her teeth were biting down on her bottom lip.

"Bella, stop biting your lip." I whispered to her, leaning close to her ear.

"Oh, can you smell it?"

I nodded, as she let go of her lip. I could see the small cuts in her lip where her teeth had broken the skin.

We jumped when Bella's name was called out, loudly by her consultant. I didn't think she would me to go in with her, so I was shocked when she grabbed my hand and gripped it hard.

"Please, Paul come with me."

I stood up, and expected her to drop my hand but instead, she held it tighter. Charlie stood up behind us and followed us into the room; we watched when the consultant sat down at the desk before pointing to the three chairs that was situated around the front of his desk.

With Bella, sat between us, Charlie grabbed her other hand. We watched as the consultant quickly looked through all the notes before looking directly at Bella.

"Well Miss Swan, the news is good, every test came back negative. You do not have the disease." The consultant told her, with a smile on his face.

I could feel her relax, but I was surprised when Charlie suddenly broke down, I looked over to see his shoulders shaking and his head looking down at his feet.

"I'm sorry Bell's." Charlie spoke, wiping his eyes and clearing his throat. "I knew, deep down you were in the clear, but to know for sure. I am so happy, and relieved, I am going to be the last victim to this disease, within our family. To know that you are going to be able to lead a full healthy life is the biggest weight off my shoulders."

I watched as Bella, wiped the tears off her face, before she got up from her chair and gave Charlie a hug. They whispered quietly, I tried to ignore them; this was their time to reassure each other and comfort each other.

I looked over to the now open paperwork, and sucked in an almost silent breath. Written as a side note below, the negative was a short note on her blood results, all I could see was iron deficiency anaemia. Science was never my best subject at school, so I had no idea what it meant and if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

It wasn't until I smelt blood that I realised that my hands were in fists, and my nails were digging into my palms. How much more has Bella got to deal with? What have I done to make the spirits punish me?

I wanted to phase and howl at the spirits, so Bella is going to die, and so will I. Putting myself through all of this shit was for nothing, phasing into a wolf, giving up all my plans to leave the Reservation.

"Paul, you're shaking." Bella whispered, placing her hand on my arm.

"I'm ok."

"Are you going to phase, you need to leave if you are."

"No, I'm ok." I whispered back, before the consultant coughed slightly to get our attention back.

"Miss Swan, when your blood was tested, it was also ran through some other tests to check your health and wellbeing. The results come back with some surprising results, in regards to your iron levels."

I felt Bella squeeze my arm, before taking my hand again.