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Disclaimer: don't own Twilight

P.S. (The bra size thing was a joke. I didn't really need to know that.)

Angel

EDWARD'S POINT OF VIEW

The pain was unbearable. I think I would have gone mad if it hadn't been for the two beings that were always with me. Well, one was always beside me but the other left and came back repeatedly.

The one that was always with me, the girl, was cool to the touch. She helped the burning in my body. She had to be an angel. She was the angel from earlier, the onethat said we were in a hospital. She had stayed with me.

She had refused to leave my side. Once the man had said that she needed to go hunting. Why would a woman need to hunt? Isn't that a man's job? Can't she just go to the market; we're in Chicago? She declined, of course. She never let go of me, either. She held me as we lay on- what I assume was- a bed. How improper this was. She was an unmarried woman. And if she were married this would be scandalous.

When I awoke I saw the angel's heavenly face. It seemed to shine in the sunlight. Wait, it was shining. Her flawless skin shimmered with an intensity that cannot be described. Her cheekbones were round but soft, her nose was pronounced, and her lips were full and had a reddish tint to them. I felt the sudden urge to kiss those lips. Her eyes were closed but opened once she heard me move.

She smiled and propped herself up on her elbow. "How are you feeling?" she asked me.

"Fine," I muttered, I found it almost hard to speak to her divine face.

She smiled again and got off the bed.

"Come on, Carlisle said to take you to him once you woke up."

"Carlisle?"

"Oh, that's right. You don't really know who that is, do you?"

I shook my head.

"Carlisle is a doctor at Washington Hospital. I'm his nurse/assistant. He was the doctor treating you for Spanish Influenza. You're at our house now."

They shared a house. "You're married to him then?" I couldn't stop myself from sounding disappointed.

"Married? To Carlisle?" She burst out laughing and I gave her a puzzled expression. "I'm sorry," she continued, "No, no. I'm not married at all, especially to Carlisle. He's like my father."

I think I sighed with relief, then. I didn't know why. I hardly knew her at all. I didn't even know her name. The realization of that shocked me to my very core.

She had started out of the room and down the hall. "Wait," I called. She stopped immediately and turned around to face me. "What's your name?"

"Isabella Swan. Call me Bella."

Isabella, a beautiful name for a radiant woman.

Bella led me into an office. At the desk sat a young man in his twenties. He was beautiful. Nothing compared to Bella, but beautiful nonetheless.

Ah, he's awake. Good. I guess it's time for "the talk." He's going to be shocked to find that vampires exist and that he'll have to drink blood.

"What! Vampires don't exist! How can you say that? There's a lady present! Don't delude her into believing those lies and superstitions!" I couldn't help my outburst. How could he say something so vulgar in front of Bella?

Carlisle looked shock and Bella mirrored his expression. Then Bella's features smoothed over in realization. "He's reading your mind, Carlisle." She spoke to him but her eyes never left mine.

Oh, that's right. How could I forget?

"Mind reading?"

"Yes, Edward," Bella answered, "You can hear people's thoughts."

"I can hear what he is thinking, but I can't hear your thoughts."

Bella and Carlisle each took a deep breath. Then they began to explain to me about vampires, blood, time travel, and love.

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