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It's All In The PAST!- Meeting Dr. Cullen

I found out what he did when we got there. Normally he was a surgeon or something like that, but he could also be a psychologist, which was someone who tried to figure out what was wrong with your brain. My last one gave up because I didn't want to talk about it. At all. Serves Renee right for making me go the day after the- Incident.

"Hello, Isabella." He offered me his hand and I stared at it for a bit. Something was off about this man. To hell with it. There was something wrong with Jason, wasn't there?

I flinched. Involuntarily of course, and I shook his hand. It was cold.

Do you get chills very often, Dr. Cullen? I mused.

"It's nice to meet you, sir."

"You can call me Carlisle. I don't suppose you'd want to sit down?"

That was when I realized that we were still standing… and I still had his hand in mine. I didn't even like holding hands with the boys who claimed they liked me and yet here was a grown man and I was fine with it? They were right. I was weird.

Dr. Cullen dropped his hand and I wanted to grab it again. Charlie must have seen the look on my face because he excused himself.
"I'll be right outside when you need me."

"You're staying?"

"Of course I am, Bells. Renee didn't stay with you?" Charlie seemed confused. Well, here's your dose of reality. Sorry it had to come out like this.

I shook my head.

"She was busy. Phil picked me up."

"He's her husband?"

"He was her friend then."

Charlie's face went stormy and I resisted the urge not to flinch.

"I'll talk to Renee," He promised. I shook my head.

"It's okay," I assured him. "I'm here now. I had them there and now… I guess I have you."

"You always have me."

"Don't bother Renee."

"Maybe."

"Okay." I could do maybe. Maybe meant that he might not.

Dr. Cullen nodded to Charlie.

"You're in good hands with him, Bella." Charlie promised. Dr. Cullen closed the door and offered me the couch in front of him. Well… this was exactly like what I'd seen on TV. Did that make it a stereotype?

"You're different." I blurted out.

"Excuse me?" He asked politely. I snapped my mouth shut. I didn't mean to say that!

"You're not like other people, normal people. Normal people aren't that cold but dead people are." Why, why was this happening to me?! "He told me about you once. He told me there was a doctor who could help him with his… issues. I think it's you."

"What?"

"I think you're the one he was looking for… before the accident. He said he would try and get better, that he was working on it, and he was. He was getting better."

"May I ask what was wrong with your friend? Why would he need me?"

"I'm sorry… I freaked you out, didn't I?"

"Not at all." He assured me. "I just want to know why you think I can help your friend."

"I shouldn't have mentioned it. It's not my story to tell, but you know about that, don't you? It's a secret. It has to be. I can only tell you that he wanted to get help and he thought it was you. That's how I know what you are."

"And what am I?"

"Your skin is really cold, like ice. It's hard too, but I wouldn't be able to tell by just shaking your hand. I've never really seen you before, but your eyes are usually red. Yours are golden, like honey. Does that mean you're different from others? You and your family?"

"How did you find all this out?"

"I told you, I've seen you before, only it wasn't you. It was someone else but the man had cold, rock-skin and red eyes too. He shot my mother…"

"Renee?"

"Renee is not my mother." I growled out of reflex. Renee could go die in a hole.

"Sorry… I meant the one who took care of me. Her name is Leah."

"Are you adopted?"

"It's complicated."

"So what happened with Leah?"

"The guy tried to drink her blood but he sort of spazzed out, like what happens to people sometimes when they can't control themselves. They jerk around."

"Seizure?"

"Yeah, like that. Then he was gone."

"He left?"

"No, he was ashes. Like her blood burned him from the inside out, like fire."

"How does this relate to my family?"

"You're like that man, but you wouldn't drink anyone else's blood. I can tell by your eyes. You're good."

"I guess you could say that."

"You're good. I can tell. You're safe."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You wouldn't hurt me, you don't drink from people. Besides, you're a myth. I could look you up on Google if I wanted to."

"Would you know the right word to look for?" He sounded way too amused for my liking.

"I can't say it, but I can write it down if you like."

"Your speech problem doesn't affect the way you think?"

"I know what it is but I can't say it right. Sometimes it's the other way around but mostly it's like that. I asked Charlie what accurate means."

"Okay. Here." He handed me a slip of paper and a pencil.

I wrote it down, folded it up, and tucked it into his shirt pocket.

"I won't tell anybody. I can't tell anyone about him, so I can't tell anyone about you. Your secret is safe with me." I promised.

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"I think I freaked him out." I admitted to Charlie through a mouthful of my salad.

I had established early on that I didn't like eating meat, but he knew I would eat fish. I liked fish a lot.

"Why?"

"I don't think he knew someone so invisible could have so many problems dragging them down."

"He didn't say that, did he?" Charlie looked shocked, probably thinking of why I would say it. He didn't know about the monster aspect of it all. He just knew that Jason and Leah were two of my best friends. He didn't know the real story.

"No, of course not. He just seemed shocked at what I told him… on my outlook in life."

"You seem to do that a lot."

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Carlisle got home like normal and was shocked to find his family scattered around the house.

"Didn't you have school?" He wondered.

"Random day off," Jasper offered. "You seem shaken. Did something happen?"

"I got a new psychology patient. She'll be starting at your school tomorrow. I need you five to do something for me."

Emmett paused the game and Edward raced down the stairs. Rosalie's head snapped up and she stared at her adopted father, a curious expression on her face.

"What does your new patient have to do with us?"

"Whatever happens, whatever she might say or do that you find odd, do not scare her away." The normally calm patriarch nearly growled the last part of his speech and promptly disappeared into his study. The soft slam of his door told the siblings he was not to be disturbed.

"What's got Dad all riled up?" Edward mused.

"I guess we'll find out tomorrow."

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"Bella?" Charlie's voice jolted me out of my thoughts. Good they were dangerous anyway. I was trying to get "better," right? I glanced up at him.

"Go change your clothes, kiddo. Your breakfast goes in your mouth." He joked. I nodded and flashed him a weak smile. It wasn't that he'd offended me. No. I loved Charlie far more than I could ever love Renee, male status aside. I didn't like men for some reason. Something about them creeped me out. Except for Dr. Cullen. Apparently he didn't. I don't get the feeling he'd hurt me, vampire male status aside. He's… safe. I need safe. Safe is good. Leah was safe.

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