Okay, I know it's been a while, but I am sure this will make up for it. Oh and I have to say I LOVE YOU GUYS! I have never had such great reviewers. You guys are so nice. I just love you lots. Okay... enjoy.

Carlisle's POV

We had been shopping in Dillard's for hours and I was beginning to get aggregated. Usually I would have left with Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie a few hours ago, but I was worried about Bella. Edward and Alice were dressing her up in these ridiculous outfits. At first they were funny. I honestly thought they were teasing her, but then I realized that they actually wanted to buy them for her. She begged and fussed until they had no choice but to get rid of them. In three hours, they had not found a single outfit that fit Bella.

Finally, after the most ridiculous dress I had ever seen, I snapped. I growled, "Alice do you have to dress Bella up like a Barbie doll?"

Alice looked at me in surprise and said, "Well… if Bella would just pick something then I would not have to dress her."

"All you want is one outfit?" I asked, an idea forming in my head. I was careful not to let Edward hear my thoughts. Lucky for me I was old enough to pick and choose which thoughts I let Edward hear. I could not keep him out of my head totally, but I could keep my more important thoughts to myself, most of the time. Thankfully now seemed to be one of those times.

"Yes," Alice replied with a sigh, "I would like just one good outfit for Bella." Bella glared at Alice. I nodded and turned on my heel. Looking for something I knew that Bella and Alice would like.

I personally liked Bella's style. She was neat, yet not uncomfortable. Her clothes fit well enough that I could appreciate her body, but not snug enough to be improper. Yes, I loved Bella's style. I glanced around and found a shirt that seemed to fit Bella's personality. She was not a bubbly person, and would not look right in bright colors, but she would look beautiful in neutral colors. I found a long sleeved brown shirt that laced up the side. Yes, that looked nice. I found a blue jean jacket to go over the shirt, and then I grabbed a pair of hip hugger blue jeans. I marveled that Alice had not tired them out on Bella. I knew that they would fit her form well.

I came back and pushed the pile into Bella's arms, "Go try these on." I then walked back and sat down. Crossing my ankles. I tried to look unconcerned. Edward glared at me and Alice just scoffed said, "She will not look good in those Carlisle. You have no…" She stopped mid-sentence. Bella walked out of the dressing room and everybody stared. I had been wrong. The clothes did not fit her well. They fit her perfectly.

The shirt combined with the hip hugging jeans left a little bit of skin, but not enough to be improper. The jeans hugged her hips and thighs but they were not too tight and the jacket fit her comfortably. Everybody was staring at her.

"Wow Bella," Edward whispered. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Wow did not cover it. Esme smiled and said, "You look great honey." Alice was just floored. Bella looked at me and there was something more in her eyes, something just for me. I just smiled at Bella and nodded. Her whole face lit up and she blushed a darker red then she already was. In that moment, she became my Bella.

Bella looked at herself in the mirror and said, "I like these."

"Then they're yours," Esme said with a fond smile. I hoped she kept that fondness when she found out about my feelings.

Alice finally gained her facilities back and glared at me. Crossing her arms she snapped, "You've been holding out on me old man."

Esme laughed a little, but she stopped when she saw the loving look on my face. I wasn't looking at Alice either. I hoped she would think nothing of it. Edward just glared at me. It seemed that he did not like me knowing Bella better then he did.

"That's what happens when you pay attention to the person and not he smell," I thought. Edward just growled.

We paid for the items and we made our way out of the store. Esme called Jasper and we all met up at the food court. Bella bought a subway while the rest bought sandwiches. I bought a Mexican Pizza.

Unlike my family I actually enjoyed eating. Not only could I no longer smell blood, but also I could no longer taste blood either. Whenever I drink the blood of animals, the blood was always dry, but I am then too hungry to care. After words I usually down a cola to get the taste out of my mouth. The others do not really notice this, and I do not tell them. I am reserved with my family, I know, but I never have liked to talk about myself. It's partly why Esme and I do not work. I started to wonder about Bella, when I stopped myself. Edward was already suspicious and I knew he would be acutely aware of my thoughts. I almost growled in frustration.

The rest of the family picked at their food while Bella and I quickly ate. She seemed to be rather hungry and I realized that she must not have had breakfast. I felt a little pained that none of us had noticed that before.

Once we were all finished we stood up and Esme announced that she needed to pick a few things up for the house, Alice and Rosalie volunteered to go with her. The boys did not want to go pick up household items so Emmett, rather loudly, announced he was going to the music store.

Edward turned to Bella, and he looked like he was about to ask if she wanted to go along when I said, "I'm going to the bookstore." Looking at Bella I noticed the panicked look on her face, I asked, "Do you want to accompany me Bella?"

"Sure," Bella replied with a bright smile, "I have to pick up a few books anyway." Her eyes seemed to thank me. Edward growled in his throat and stalked off. Alice gave me the evil eye, and Jasper just looked at me in disappointment. What did he think? That I was in love with two women and I wanted them both to myself? I stopped and watched Edward. He still kept going. Thankfully he had not heard me. Wait love? I shook that thought away. I did not have the time for such thoughts.

Esme gave me a calculating look then went off with the girls. I hoped that she was not suspecting anything yet. I did not want to hurt her.

"So Bella," I said as we walked to the bookstore, "What books do you like to read?"

"Everything," Bella replied with a bright smile, "But I must say that fantasy is my favorite. Though I do like to read some vampire romance."

I almost died laughing, right then and there, vampire romance…. so funny.

"Yes well I love the classics," I commented," I smiled at Bella. She suddenly looked at me with twinkling eyes and said, "Why don't you pick a book out for me and I'll pick a book out for you. That way we'll get exposed to something different."

"That sounds like fun," I replied with a smile, "But it has to be only one book. No series."

"It can be the beginning of a series though," Bella went on, giving him a little smile.

"Okay," I replied. Her smile was making me melt.

We walked into the bookstore and we browsed. We discussed different types of books when my eyes fell onto a certain book I thought she might like. It was Crime and Punishment and it was one of my favorites. I picked it up and went in such of Bella. She had left me a few minutes ago. I found her in the fantasy section. She smiled at me and said, "Here's yours."

"And here is yours," I replied handing her my book. She looked down at it and flipped it to read the back. She made a little noise in her throat and said, "This sounds interesting."

"It's very good," I looked down at the book she gave me and read aloud, "Inkheart?"

"That book is amazing," Bella replied with a smile, "It's part of a trilogy though.

I smiled at Bella and said, "It looks interesting." We smiled at each other and our eyes locked. Before I could register what I was doing I took a step toward Bella. Her eyes widened and her heart started to race, and then someone bumped into her. The spell was broken. I shook my head and smiled at Bella as if nothing were wrong, "What other books did you come here for?"

Bella smiled back and said, "Come on and I'll show you."

We went back to browsing when I finally said, "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," Bella replied with a bright smile.

"And you can tell me if you would rather not," I replied with a unsure smile, "I would understand."

"Okay," Bella said. Her smile was not as bright.

"Do you like Edward?" I asked.

"Oh," Bella said looking at the books, "Yes."

"Bella," I said with a sigh, "I mean do you wish to date him?"

"Oh," Bella replied. She looked up at me and said, "No."

I cocked my head to one side and asked, "Why is that?"

"He's too intense," She replied honestly, "He's always staring at me like I'm some sort of puzzle. When I asked how he stopped the truck he grew defensive, very defensive. Like I was usurping his authority as a man by questioning him." She sighed, "I don't want to be with a guy that is overbearing. I'm sure Edward really does like me or else Alice wouldn't say anything but… I just don't feel anything for him."

I smiled and held back a sigh of relief. Putting a hand on Bella's shoulder I said, "Then tell him. He'll understand."

"Will he?" Bella whispered, "He has something of a temper."

"Are you afraid of him?" I asked, concerned.

"No," Bella replied quickly, "I just don't want to hurt him. Or the rest of you for that matter."

"Oh Bella," I replied turning her around to face me, "Do not for one second think that Alice will be upset. She will be disappointed, but I am sure she will still want to be your friend."

"And you?" Bella whispered. She was looking at the floor.

I smiled widely and tilted her head up, "Bella dear, I like you wither or not you are with my son. Personally I am glad you are not seeing him. He is not right for you."

Bella smiled brilliantly and said, "Thanks Carlisle."

"Do not mention," I replied smiling back. We went back to the books with smiles on our faces. In all, I was having a very good day.

Bella's POV

It had been hours and hours of clothes. I was about to go crazy. Alice and Edward were having a ball dressing me up like a paper doll, or in some cases Barbie. I was so not Barbie. Trying not to show my annoyance and, in Edward's case, anger I once again put on another outfit, it was ugly. It was the most horrible thing that had ever been created. It was long with a tie-dyed pattern. It made me look at least fifty pounds overweight. I hated it. Who thought of it was on crack.

I walked out and the Cullens glanced me up and down. I felt myself glare at the group. In three hours they had failed to find me single article of clothing, and no wonder! Edward picked out most of it! Ugh… suddenly Carlisle, who seemed to be the only Cullen sharing my pain, stood up and growled, "Alice, do you have to dress Bella up like a Barbie doll?"

Yay Carlisle! I tried to hide my happy look, but I think Edward noticed because he got a sour expression on his face. Looking at Carlisle's exasperated face I couldn't help but think, "Go get'm tiger."

Alice looked and him in surprise and said, "Well… if Bella would just pick something then I would not have to dress her." What? Pick something I actually like!

"All you want is one outfit?" He had a thoughtful look on his face. I was a little scared. After what the rest of the Cullens had put me through, I was leery of anyone else trying to "help me".

"Yes," Alice replied with a sigh, "I would like just one good outfit for Bella." I glared at Alice. Carlisle nodded and turned on his heel. I was suddenly very afraid.

I personally liked my style. I had not idea what Alice's problem was. I was always neat and comfortable. That's what I liked. So what if I wasn't trendy? Who the hell cared? My feelings must have shown because Edward was glaring at Alice. Like it was all her fault. Stupid boy! Edward was really beginning to get on my last nerves.

Finally Carlisle came back and pushed a pile of clothes into my arms, "Go try these on." I looked down at the pile and went back in the dressing room. Looking at the clothes I felt a warm feeling in my stomach. Carlisle had excellent taste, but would they look good on me? I was again leery, especially with the hip hugging jeans. I'd never looked good in them.

Putting them on I heard Alice scoff, "She will not look good in those Carlisle. You have no…" In the middle of her sentence I had walked out of the dressing room and she stopped. I had no idea what they were staring at.

"Wow Bella," Edward whispered. I blushed and looked down. I could never handle complements well. Alice was just floored and could say nothing, which made me laugh a little. Esme smiled and said, "You look great honey." I looked at Carlisle. He was the one I was waiting on. His option was the one that mattered the most. I know that I was probably giving more away then I should have, but I didn't care. As long as Carlisle liked it, I would love. He just smiled at me and nodded. There was a look in his eyes that told me without a doubt that I looked good. I knew my entire face lit up. I turned and looked into the mirror and stared.

The shirt combined with the hip hugging jeans left a little bit of skin, but not enough to be improper. The jeans hugged my hips and thighs but they were not too tight and the jacket fit me comfortably. I just whispered, "I like these."

"Then they're yours," Esme said fondly. I smiled back tentatively. I knew she wouldn't feel the same if she knew my feelings for her husband.

Alice finally gained her facilities back and glared at Carlisle. Crossing her arms she snapped, "You've been holding out on me old man." Old man?

I was still staring at myself as the Cullens talked amongst themselves. I heard Esme laugh, but she stopped abruptly. It amazed me that Carlisle knew me so well. We had only talked a handful of times. It was amazing. He was amazing.

We paid for the items, in my option they were too much, and we made our way out of the store. Esme called Jasper and we all met up at the food court. I bought a subway while the rest bought sandwiches, except Carlisle, who bought a Mexican Pizza. I thought it was really strange that the family didn't seem to eat. Oh they picked at their food, but they didn't eat it all. Well except Carlisle. He downed his food.

All of the Cullens seemed otherworldly with their beauty and grace, but Carlisle was different. Yes, he looked different. He was more beautiful and he was graceful, but his mannerisms were normal. I looked at Carlisle as he ate and smiled. He had impeccable manners, even if he was eating at a break neck speed.

Once we were all finished we stood up and Esme announced that she needed to pick a few things up for the house, Alice and Rosalie volunteered to go with her. The boys didn't want to go pick up household items so Emmett, rather loudly, announced he was going to the music store.

Edward turned to me and he looked like he was about to ask if I wanted to go. I did not want to go, but I would have Carlisle with me so it wouldn't but that bad. That was until he said, "I'm going to the bookstore."

I was about to panic. I did not want to be left alone with Edward. I knew that I should tell him that I only wanted to be friends, but I felt so uncomfortable. It was his stare. That hungry curiosity bothered me. Suddenly I heard Carlisle ask, "Do you want to accompany me Bella?"

"Sure," I replied with a bright smile, "I have to pick up a few books anyway." That wasn't a lie. I heard Edward growl and watched as he stalked off like a baby. I felt bad, but only a little. Alice gave Carlisle an evil look, and Jasper just looked at him in disappointment. Man these people really wanted me with Edward. It was starting to get on my nerves.

I looked at Carlisle who had an agitated expression on his face. I wondered what that was about, but then as quickly as it came. The expression left. He looked at me and said, "So Bella," We walked towards the bookstore, "What books do you like to read?"

"Everything," I replied with a bright smile. I really enjoyed talking to Carlisle. He treated me like a person, not a child. That really meant a lot. It was also one of the reasons why I crushed on him. He was an amazing man, "But I must say that fantasy is my favorite. Though I do like to read some vampire romance."

"Yes well I love the classics," Carlisle replied with a little smile. He looked amused. He had a twinkle in his eyes. It made me want to melt. Suddenly I had a neat idea, ""Why don't you pick out a book for me and I'll pick a book out for you. That way we'll get exposed to something different."

"That sounds like fun," Carlisle replied with a smile, "But it has to be only one book. No series."

"It can be the beginning of a series though," I pressed. Carlisle smiled.

"Okay," He replied. His smile made me melt.

We walked into the bookstore and browsed. We discussed different types of books when my eyes fell onto the right book. I had left Carlisle a minute ago. The book was Inkheart and it was a good. I thought that maybe Carlisle might like it. Suddenly I heard Carlisle coming up behind me. I looked up and held out Inkheart, "Here is yours."

"And here is yours," He replied handing me a book. I looked down at the book and flipped it to read the back. I made a happy noise in my throat and said, "This sounds interesting."

"It's very good," Carlisle said and then he looked down at the book I gave him and read aloud, "Inkheart?"

"That book is amazing," I replied with a smile, "It's part of trilogy though."He smiled at me and said, "It looks interesting." We smiled at each other and our eyes locked. Before I could register what he was doing he took a step toward me. My eyes widened and my heart started to race, and then someone bumped into me. Breaking the spell. I felt like hitting who ever just pushed me. Jerks. I watched as Carlisle shook his head and then smiled at me like nothing was wrong, "What other books did you come here for?" I felt floored. Didn't he just try and kiss me? Was I that delusional?

I smiled back and said, "Come on and I'll show you."

We went back to browsing, keeping quiet and only speaking when we wanted to point something out to the other, when Carlisle finally said, "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," I replied with a bright smile. He seemed nervous. My stomach felt knotted up.

"And you can tell me if you would rather not," He replied with an unsure smile, "I would understand."

"Okay," I said. Bright smile suddenly because less bright. What was going on?

"Do you like Edward?" He asked. I felt my stomach drop. Was he trying to set me up with him? I hoped not.

"Oh," I said looking at the books, "Yes."

"Bella," He said with a sigh, "I mean do you wish to date him?" I couldn't lie to Carlisle. I didn't want to lie to him.

"Oh," I replied. I looked up at him and said, "No."

He cocked his head to one side and asked, "Why is that?"

"He's too intense," I replied honestly, "He's always staring at me like I'm some sort of puzzle, and when I asked how he stopped the truck he grew defensive, very defensive. Like I was usurping his authority as a man by questioning him." I sighed. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. Oh well, "I don't want to be with a guy that is overbearing. I'm sure Edward really does like me or else Alice wouldn't say anything but… I just don't feel anything for him." I like you.

Carlisle smiled and put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Then tell him. He'll understand."

"Will he?" I whispered, I didn't want him to be hurt, "He has something of a temper."

"Are you afraid of him?" Carlisle asked, I could tell he was concerned.

"No," I replied quickly, "I just don't wan to hurt him. Or the rest of you for that matter."

"Oh Bella," Carlisle replied, turning me around to face him, "Do not for one second think that Alice will be upset. She will be disappointed, but I am sure she will still want to be your friend."

"And you?" I whispered. I looked quickly at the floor. I reviled more then I should have.

Carlisle tilted my head up, a huge smile on his face, "Bella dear, I like you wither or not you are with my son. Personally I am glad you are not seeing him. He is not right for you."

I smiled brilliantly and said, "Thanks Carlisle."

"Do not mention," He replied smiling back. We went back to the books with smiles on our faces. This had to be the best day I've had since I moved to Forks.

Carlisle's POV

We spent a good two hours in the bookstore before we found the books Bella wanted. Of course we were side tracked a lot by conversation. It was a joy to talk to Bella. Now that the question about Edward was answered, I felt very comfortable with her. Well…as comfortable as you can be in a mall.

"Where do you want to go now?" I asked as I carried out two big bags of books. I was always a sucker for books. Damn it!

"Well… what about Hot Topic?" Bella asked as we started in that direction.

"What's Hot Topic?" The store was not that far from the bookstore, and we were there in no time. The place was freaky. It was dark. They had these weird looking clothes hung everywhere. The music sounded like something a devil worshiper would listen to. All in all, I was not going in there.

"Carlisle," Bella giggled. She was bent double holding her stomach, "You should see your face."

"I am not going in there Bella," I replied eyeing the store with distrust while trying not to laugh at Bella, "That place is…"

"Freaky?" Bella finished for me. I nodded in agreement and she rolled her eyes, "Fine, we won't go in." She gave me mock glare and said, "You big baby."

"Lets just go to the music store," I replied leading the way. I just knew that Bella rolled her eyes. Suddenly my cell began to ring and I handed a bag to Bella to answer it. It was Esme.

"Carlisle, we need to go," Esme said sounding a little worried.

"Why?" I asked. What was going on?

"Someone in Sears had a bad nose bleed and it took all I had to leave. The girls were no better off. I need to feed Carlisle, as do the girls." She was quiet for a moment and she said, "Tell Bella I got sick from lunch and we need to get me home."

"Sure," I replied with a sigh, "We'll be there."

I hung up the phone and sighed. Looking at Bella I said, "We have to go home."

"What's wrong?" Bella asked as we headed to the parking lot.

"Esme got sick from lunch," I replied not looking Bella in the eye. I knew that Bella probably would not buy it. Esme had not eaten enough to make her sick.

"Oh," Bella replied. No Bella did not believe me. I hated lying to her.

In two minutes we made it to the cars. Everybody was piled into the van. We put the bags in the Jeep and I helped Bella into the car. Looking at the van I made my way over there and asked, "Is everybody okay?"

Esme was in the back, in-between Emmett and Edward. She did not look good.

"We're fine," Esme replied giving me a little smile, "But I can't be around Bella. Take her home Carlisle."

"I will," I replied. I looked at Alice who was looking at Bella sadly. She sighed, "I wish I can be over there with her." She sighed again, "But she's too tempting. Especially after the nosebleed."

I nodded and smiled at my family. Despite my earlier feelings, I really did love them. They were my world, "Be careful."

"Don't worry," Jasper said behind the wheel, "We will be."

I nodded and watched as they drove away. They needed to get as much space between them and Bella as possible. She was way too tempting. I could understand that. I walked over to the Jeep and jumped in. I smiled at Bella and said, "Looks like it's you and me." She smiled back and I continued, "It looks like there was something in those sandwiches. Everybody but Jasper seems to be sick."

Bella nodded and looked out the window. I started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. It was a beautiful evening. I looked over at Bella and asked softly, "Are you cold?"

"A little," She replied. I turned on the heater and then took her hand and moved it closer to the heat. She looked at me in surprise and I asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your hands," Bella replied looking at me thoughtfully, "They are so cold."

"Yes…" I replied not really having an answer.

We were silent for some time. I was driving at a normal speed and Bella seemed more then grateful for that. Finally she said, "Do you have to work tomorrow?"

"No," I replied with a bright smile, "I have the whole weekend off."

"Yay Carlisle!" Bella replied clapping her hands. I laughed and we went back to companionable silence. I was about to ask Bella a question when I heard a slight snore. I looked over and smiled. Bella was out. Alice and Edward must have exhausted her. I smiled and reach over to wipe her hair out of her face. It was smooth as silk. I sighed.

Bella woke up and looked at me. She smiled as she took my hand.

"What are you doing?" She asked, but she was smiling, so I knew she was not mad.

"Moving your hair from your face," I replied, like it did not matter.

"Thank you," Bella replied. She was in a sleep haze. Not fully awake, but not asleep either. She was adorable like this. Bella was still smiling at me and I couldn't help but smile back. She held my hand the entire way back.

I pulled up into her driveway, and shut the car off. I looked over at Bella again and smiled. She was fast asleep. I opened the car door and went over to her. I gently picked her up and walked to the house. I kicked the door with my shoe.

Charlie opened the door and I smiled at him, "It seems to me that my children wore Bella out."

Charlie laughed quietly and let me in.

"Where is her room?" I asked. Charlie gave me a little look and then gave me directions. I nodded and then made my way up the stairs. It seemed to me that Charlie knew about my feelings, or at least suspected. I felt worried inside. Yet he still was nice to me. I just did not know anymore.

I laid her on her bed and then took off her shoes. I smiled at Bella and then bent forward and kissed her cheek whispering, "Sleep well Isabella." I pulled away and scribbled a note for her. Then I went to my car and gave Charlie her things. I then said my good-byes to Charlie, and left.

"See you later doc," He hollered after me. I just waved in return.

I drove as slowly as I could. I really did not feel like going home. I wanted to just drive and drive and never stop. There were so many different thoughts and feelings swirling around inside of me. I loved my family that I knew for certain. Yet I could not stop myself from thinking of Bella. I knew that my infatuation with Bella had to stop. I was a married man. My own son was in love with girl. Yet I could not stop. I knew that Esme and I were no longer together. All we needed was the little paper to say so. Bella only saw Edward as a friend. My excuses were really pathetic if you thought about it.

I groaned, as I pulled into the drive. I hoped that Jasper would keep my secret. That he would not think about it. I knew that I was walking on a thin rope. It was only a matter of time before Edward became suspicious, if he was not already. I did not know if Jasper would even keep this a secret. While Emmett, Rosalie, and Alice were close to me Edward and Jasper were closer to Esme. He would probably tell her just on that basis. I groaned again.

I walked into the house and found everyone sitting uncomfortable in the living room. Nobody was looking at the other. I felt myself grow nervous.

"What is wrong?" I asked, my voice sounding hollow.

Alice looked at me with sad eyes and whispered, "I had a vision."

I felt calmer. It could not have been about Bella and I. I had not made a decision about her yet. That did not make me feel better.

"What was it about?" I asked walking towards Alice. She moved away from me. Maybe it was about me.

Esme stood and walked over to me. She then slapped me. I flinched, but I held my ground. My thoughts were in a whirlwind and I knew that Edward could read everyone. At this point I really did not care.

"What was that for?" I asked. Far more calmly then I felt.

"Alice's vision," Esme replied. There was no anger in her voice. No pain. There was nothing.

"Could someone please explain this to me?" I asked. I was starting to feel agitated. Jasper took pity on me.

"It was about Bella," Jasper replied walking over to me. He looked so sad.

"What about her?" I whispered. I was looking at the floor.

"The vision Alice had," Jasper began, but Edward interrupted angrily, "Look at this."

He walked over and shoved a picture in my face. I held it in my hands and looked at it. It was a black and white sketch of Bella and I. We were sitting on a picnic blanket. There were trees around us. I was lying against a tree, and she was lying in my arms. We looked happy, so very happy. I closed my eyes and swallowed, fighting against my emotions. What did this mean?

I opened my eyes and looked at Esme. Hoarsely I asked, "Could we please have a minute?"

Jasper looked at Esme and she nodded. That upset me. It was like my family did not trust me anymore. Jasper must have felt my feelings because he looked at me sadly. I growled, "Leave us Jasper." He turned and left.

I looked at Esme and asked hollowly, "What do you want to know?"

Bella's POV

We spent a good two hours in the bookstore before we found the books I wanted. Of course we were side tracked a lot by conversation. It was amazing to talk to Carlisle. He was so nice and understanding. He understood me like not one else. Not even Charlie, and him and I were a lot a like. I loved hanging with Carlisle.

"Where do you want to go now?" Carlisle asked as he carried out two big bags of books. I had to hold back laughter. Only a few of those books were mine, most of them were Carlisle's. I stifled a giggle. He was so cute when he found those books, like a kid in a candy store. He was completely addicted to the written word.

"Well… what about Hot Topic?" I asked as we started in that direction. I knew Carlisle would never want to enter that store, but I had to freak him out a little. I could tell he wasn't the type of man to really enter malls much.

"What's Hot Topic?" Carlisle asked in confusion. I stifled another giggle. This was going to be hilarious. The store was not that far from the bookstore, and we were there in no time. I loved Hot Topic. They always had the best tee shirts, and jewelry. The look on Carlisle's face though…. it was priceless.

"Carlisle," I giggled. I was bent double, holding my stomach, "You should see your face."

"I am not going in there Bella," Carlisle replied looking at the store as if it were some type of monster, "That place is…"

"Freaky?" I finished for him. He nodded in agreement and I rolled my eyes, "Fine, we won't go in." I gave him a mock glare and said, "You big baby."

"Lets just go to the music store," Carlisle replied leading the way. I rolled my eyes at Carlisle's discomfort. Then his phone rang. I sighed. I just knew it would be Alice ready for another clothing store.

I watched as Carlisle's face went from smiling to frowning in an instant, "Why?" He asked. He sounded upset

He was silent for a moment. He scrunched his face into a worried look and he said, "Sure. We'll be there."

He hung up the phone and sighed. Looking at me he said, "We have to go home."

"What's wrong?" I asked as we headed to the parking lot. I was starting to get worried.

"Esme got sick from lunch," He replied not looking me in the eye. I knew he was lying then. He always looked me in the eye when he spoke to me. That was another reason I loved him so much. Wait…I loved him?

"Oh," I replied. I knew he needed to hear me say something or he would worry. In love? I was in love with him? Where did that thought come from?

In two minutes we made it to the cars. Everybody was piled into the van. We put the bags in the Jeep and Carlisle helped me into the car. I wondered why everyone was piled into the van. Maybe Esme was actually sick, really sick. From where I was sitting I could tell Jasper was driving. I watched as Carlisle went over to the van and started speaking, but I couldn't heart him. No matter. I didn't really care. I was too busy wondering why in the hell I was thinking about love.

Maybe I was in love. That could explain why I couldn't stop thinking about him, though I knew that I didn't love him before today. If indeed I loved him at all. Ugh…I hated having important, life changing thoughts. They were so confusing.

I swung my head around when Carlisle opened the door. I hadn't really noticed anything other then my thoughts. He smiled at me and said, "Looks like it's you and me." His smile grew wider and I couldn't help but smile back. He continued, "It looks like there was something in those sandwiches. Everybody but Jasper seems to be sick."

I nodded and looked out the window. I really didn't believe him, but that was okay. I knew that it had to do with his family, and I also know that Carlisle would do anything to protect his family. He started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. It was a beautiful evening. He looked over at me and asked softly, "Are you cold?"

"A little," I replied. Carlisle turned on the heater and then took my hand and moved it closer to the heat. I looked at him in surprise and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your hands," I replied looking at him thoughtfully, "They are so cold." That wasn't the only reason for my surprised look, but he didn't have to know that now did he?

"Yes…" He replied not really having an answer. I wondered about that. There really was something more here then I knew. Could he be dangerous? Looking at Carlisle though, I knew that he would never hurt me. He didn't' have it in him.

I looked out of the window and was thankful that the insane doctor was driving at a normal speed. I didn't like the quiet that grew around us and I asked, "Do you have to work tomorrow?"

"No," Carlilse replied with a bright smile, "I have the whole weekend off."

"Yay Carlisle!" I replied clapping my hands. I knew it was stupid, but I liked to make him laugh. He had such a cheerful laugh. Like there was nothing wrong with the world. It was like everything was perfect. I continued to look out the window and I was suddenly tired. That combined with the heat I feel asleep. It wasn't a deep sleep. Anything could wake me. Suddenly I felt fingers on my forehead and I smiled. Carlisle was touching me?

I woke up and looked at Carlisle. I wasn't really awake yet. I was in that haze. That was probably why I took his hand and smiled.

"What are you doing?" I asked. I needed to know. He was always so sweet to me. I needed to know what he thought of me, and I was bold enough to ask in my sleep-hazed state.

"Moving your hair from your face," He replied, like it did not matter. My heart dropped. It mattered so much to me. I really wished he loved me, because now that I was half-asleep I could admit that I loved him; that I fell in love with him this very day. Shit.

"Thank you," I replied. Carlisle smiled and I went back to looking out the window. I knew that I should probably let go of his hand, but I refused my rational mind. Just this once I wanted to be selfish. Even though I knew that it would hurt later on.

I slowly fell asleep. I had strange dreams. In one Carlisle and I were sitting on a bench at the opposite ends. He was telling me something, and I was crying. I couldn't hear what it was. Another I was being lifted up in his arms and he was running, through the forest. The last one was the strangest. Edward and Carlisle were glaring at each other from the opposite ends of a white room. Suddenly they were fighting and I was just staring at them. Blood was everywhere. Carlisle looked like he was bout to win when Edward slammed his feet into his kneecaps and Carlisle fell to the ground. Edward got up and glared down at Carlisle. Carlisle tried to get up, but the couldn't. He looked at me with such a loving smile. Then Edward reached down and tore Carlisle's head off with his bare hands. I screamed and sat up in bed. I was breathing hard and I couldn't think.

"Bella!" Charlie hollered as he tore into my room, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I replied as I got a hold of myself, "I just had a bad dream." Wait. What was I doing here? The confusion must have been on my face because Charlie said, "Carlisle brought you in here. He gave me your things. I put them on your chair."

"Thanks dad," I replied sleepily. Charlie laughed and kissed the top of my head.

"Go to sleep kid," Charlie replied, "Then you can tell me about your day."

I nodded and lay back down. In no time I was fast asleep. Lucky for me, I had no more weird dreams.

OMG I love making Carlisle more human! Whoot! You know, I never did understand why they hated food so much. Every one of the senses were heightened, you would think that made food taste even better...oh well. I'm going to have such fun with Carlisle and food.... AND GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER! I know their there, cause mine was. LOL NOW HIT THE GREAT AND POWERFUL BUTTON!