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Esme POV

As I walked into Edward's ward, I saw him engrossed in conversation with a dark haired girl. As he introduced us, I finally realised who this girl was.

This is Bella.

"Hello Mrs Cullen. It's a pleasure to meet you. Dad talks about you all the time" she smiled.

I smiled back. I like this girl already.

"And I you, Bella. Carlisle talks about you all the time. He especially loves that you call him Dad. He says that it makes him feel a part of your family."

"Wait, wait, wait. Hold the carriage people" Edward said confused. "Mum, if you knew about Bella, and Dad knew about Bella, why didn't anyone tell ME about Bella?" he gestured towards me.

Bella looked down at her sheets. I could see a red blush tint her cheeks.

I rolled my eyes. I walked over and whispered into Bella's ear "He's such a drama queen." We both dissolved into giggles.

"I can hear you" Edward grumbled. I looked over to see him, arms crossed, brows furrowed. The whole nine yards.

Then I realised. Bella. In a hospital bed. Attached to a drip.

"Good Lord, Bella" I shrieked. "What happened to you?"

(Awwww, short Esme POV )

Bella POV

Oh sainted flying monkeys. What in the name of Pete am I going to say?

"Ummm, I uhhhh. I... Ummmm" I stuttered.

Both Edward and Esme sensed my unease. "Maybe another time, dear" Esme smiled apologetically.

"That sounds wonderful, Mrs Cullen". Phew, dodged that one. Now I have time to make up a cover story.

Esme grabbed my hand, squeezed it tightly and said "I hope you feel better soon, and by the way, call me Esme."

"Esme" I repeated.

She smiled. "Come, Edward. We have to go home. Dear Bella, I do hope we see you again"

Edward waited til Esme left the room, and then walked over to me and grabbed my hand. He carefully placed a piece of paper in it. "I hope I see you again too Bella."

The piece of paper was a phone number.

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Third Person POV

Neither Bella, nor Edward knew what would happen now. Bella sat in the hospital bed, staring at the piece of ripped paper in her hand. The writing was so neat, she thought. Why had he given her his number? She was thinking that she shouldn't get excited. Maybe he just wanted to string along and then drop her whenever he felt like it. But he didn't seem like that. Bella sighed, pulled her iPod out of her bag and flicked immediately to "Sparks Fly" by Taylor Swift.

Edward sat in the passenger seat of his mother's white SUV, and stared out the window, gazing into the rare sunlight. Was he too forward giving Bella his number? She seemed so nice. He just wanted to get to know her better.

"Bella's a nice girl" Esme said. Edward hmmmmmed.

Esme was thinking about Edward. Should Carlisle and she be more careful with Edward? They kind of let him do as he wanted. He knew what to do if he relapsed (remission stops). Remission (when the cancer in the body is dormant), she thought. How much longer would he stay in remission? This was the first time Edward had gotten to 6 months remission. She could only hope and pray that the cancer had disappeared completely.

Emmett and Jasper were still filling out paper work in the office. Or Jasper was. Emmett was flirting with a girl who had a broken arm and grease stains all over her. Jasper was thinking about Bella. How many times had she being admitted to hospital lately? He flicked over a piece of paper. 44 times, including this one. He and Em would have to lift their game if they wanted to protect Bella.

A man sat in his car outside the hospital. A baseball cap cast a shadow over his face. Bella was in the hospital again. He had to make sure. She would not run. She would not get away again.