Hey guys, we just reached 110 reviews so here's the chapter. I got my new laptop, an Acer, but oh well. It's a computer and it's mine and i'm happy.

Disclaimer-Twilight and all respective affliates belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Warning-mild language.

Alice POV

"Shit, shit, SHIT!"

"Alice, what is wrong?" asked Jasper, in a worry-laced tone.

"I can't get to Blake!" I hissed. "I need to stop him, now!" I honked on my horn. Now, don't get me wrong, I loved my car. I just wished it was a plane at this moment.

"What are the odds that on the one day Blake leaves early for school, all by himself, Michael Newton and Tyler Crowley get in an accident RIGHT outside the one road leading into Forks AND Blake forgets his phone? What are the odds?!" I screeched, tightening my grip on the steering wheel. I had to stop Blake! I had to stop Blake!

A police man came up to my car, tapping on the windshield. By now I was seething, how DARE he get fingerprints on my windshield? How dare he? As I spoke of the devil in my mind, Jonathan Sacks tapped on my window, asking me to roll it down.

"Hello, Alice. Hello, Jasper. You can go ahead around to school now, just drive safe." He instructed us, pointing a maze around the wreckage. I was off before he finished talking. I heard him mutter something along the lines of "Must not want a tardy." before I was gone. Jasper reached over and started rubbing up and down my arm, which was wound tightly.

"Honey, settle down." A bit of his rough southern drawl was sliding out, immediately calming me down. His hand slipped into one of mine, which had magically been placed on the armrest.

"Alice, can you tell me what's wrong?"

I took a deep breath. "Well….You remember Blake's younger sister, Bella, right?"

"Of course." he murmured.

"Okay. Well, she somehow ended up transferring up to school here and I didn't see it…and she's going run into Blake today, literally. I need to stop them before disaster strikes!"

Then I saw my worst nightmare. Bella in a hospital bed, Carlisle flipping through her charts and Blake, looking terrified and guilty in the corner of the room. I noted the way the sun hit the walls, and calculated it was to happen in about….fifteen minutes. I hit the gas again, flipping out my phone and dialing Carlisle promptly.

"Hello, Alice."

"Carlisle, I need you to be open for a patient in about ten minutes, k?"

"Alright, Alice," his voice was wary.

"Thanks, bye!" I hung up before he could question me further.

I could feel Jasper's skeptical eyes probing my expression. I reconnected my hand with his, and prayed everything would work out.

Carlisle POV, fifteen minutes later.

So this was Bella. I hadn't seen her in person, though I had seen pictures of her as a child. She looked beautiful, extremely like Blake with the soft brown hair and chocolate eyes. Speaking of Blake, his gaze hadn't torn from the girl in over five minutes. He brought her into me, saying she had run into him and passed out. She was checked in quickly, then assigned a room and a doctor. I ended up being that doctor, quite obviously.

I flipped through her chart, seeing nothing of particular interest. Then she stirred, twitching her fingers and breathing a sigh. Her eyelids fluttered, and Blake gasped next to me.

"Carlisle, she's waking up!" he exclaimed, sounding panicked.

"I see that, Blake. Calm down, now. We don't want to frighten her."

I rounded the bed as Blake took a deep breath. I noticed a jasmine-freesia scent in the air, seeming to consume Bella. How different from her brother, a muskier woodsy scent, I noted. Then her eyes opened.

"Hello, Isabella," I looked down at the chart, appearing to be reading her name, "Swan. Miss Swan, it seems you fainted at school about twenty minutes ago. Do you know of a reason why this may have occurred? Your father is on his way, by the way."

Her eyebrows laced together and her forehead wrinkled. "I don't think so. I was just…a bit surprised is all." A deep crimson blush pasted over her face then, and I realized she must have been embarrassed about the experience, which was normal.

"Alright, well. I need to continue making my rounds but an attending should be here not long after I leave and your father should show up soon too. Once the attending clears you, you're free to go."

She nodded her understanding. "Thank you," she murmured, gazing placidly down at her hands.

I placed her chart back at the foot of the bed and left, grabbing Blake by the arm and tugging him out with me.

"What are you planning to do, young man?"

"I just…I need to make sure she's okay."

"Well, I don't think you seeing her, or the chief seeing you, is a good idea at this point. Why don't you head on back to school, you're not late yet but I'll write you a pass anyway. I'm sure Marie is worried about you."

I scribbled an excuse about him dropping off a lunch for me and running a bit late because of it on my prescription pad and tore it off swiftly, handing it to him and spinning him, then giving him a push.

"Go, Blake. She'll be fine."

He looked over his shoulder, nodding, then trotted down the hall to the staircase. I watched as he left, then headed onto my next patient, a boy who needed his tonsils removed. Much less complicated than my son's little sister who thought he was dead and had fainted at the sight of him. Much, much less complicated.

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