Remember guys I own nothing remotely close to anything belonging to SM or "Lion's gate/Summit". I promise there will be some lemony stuff in a bit. Just not yet.

kelliwelli

Chapter 9

"Whew that was a quick night. Didn't we just get in bed?" I thought to myself. I stretch and yawn, willing my body to get up and go get coffee. That is all my body was saying to, "Get coffee, Get coffee." I walk into the kitchen and notice that it is dreary and rainy outside. In the morning my Keurig is my savior. Takes 30 seconds for a fresh cup of coffee and my day is instantly better.

After my shower I grab some scrubs and my zebra rain boots. Might as well look cute if I have to stand in the rain. In this weather I am not messing with my hair so I just braided it into pig-tails; I wonder what Edward will think. I rolled my eyes at the thought.

I hear a knock on my door, "Come in Kevin", I said.

"You ready to go? Bella grab warm clothes and rain gear, I heard they are actually going to film outside in this weather."

"Yuck." I thought to myself. I can hear my mom's voice, "Bundle up so you don't get sick." How dumb is that? A coat is not going to protect me from a virus.

"Off we go Kevin. It is going to suck rocks today. Yikes it's cold."

I don't have it near as bad as the actors do. I can stand under an umbrella or sit in a vehicle. But they have to do "real work" in all types of weather. Poor Edward, he is going to freeze his ass off. Wow his ass in dark, wet jeans that fit him perfectly. Totally yummy. I can just hear what's her name; "My hair is going to look terrible, its cold, my clothes are wet, my makeup"…blah blah blah!

As soon as I got out of the car I noticed "Miss Princess Pot" covered in something…as her little assistants were trying to hand her towels and calm her down. All of a sudden I hear my new best friend yelling my name. Oh lord I need more coffee and quick.

"Bella…come quick, something is wrong with Edward." My heart stopped in my chest. I grabbed my back pack and followed her.

I seem him sitting in a chair holding his head. He does not look like his beautiful self.

"Edward what's going on?" I say as I touch his shoulder. I didn't wait for an answer.

"You are burning up with fever. What's wrong?" Oh…sick boy can still give dirty looks. He is not going to be a good patient I can already tell.

"My head is killing me. I have already thrown up once and feels like I got run over by a truck." Edward has the flu if I was a betting girl; and I am. cha-ching…flu it is. Now I know what "princess" was covered in. Gross…as I laugh to myself.

"Okay…well you are coming home with me." I heard giggles in the background. "Shut up people." I said as I stared at my beautiful patient. I place both hands on his cheeks and lift his face up. Aww…. he sighed.

"Edward you are burning up. I am bet we have at least 102 fever going on. I would imagine you feel like shit." He just nodded. Okay Bella you can remove your hands from his face. I thought to myself.

I turn to Em and Jasper please help him to my car. "Are you still nauseous?" He shrugged. "Em go get a trashcan for him please."

"Edward I will be right back." I said. Poor baby he is so pitiful.

I went to Frank and the powers that be to give them a report on my patient.

"Hey Frank. Listen, Edward is really sick."

"Is he okay?"

"I believe he has the flu. So I am taking him home."

"well that's too bad, get him well Bella. It's hard to film without the leading man."

"Well I will try and convince the virus of this." I laughed and thank goodness so did he.

"Okay Bella take care." Frank said.

"Oh if anybody starts complaining of body aches and bad headache tell them to call me." He nodded.

I get into the car and Edward is lying down on the seat all stretched out. How can someone so sick still be drop dead gorgeous. I lifted his head and sat down. He started to sit up. The poor guy was shivering. I looked around for a blanket. "No, no stay down. It's okay." I said. I heard Edward sigh. I looked down and I didn't realize that I was running my hand through his hair. I swear this man was purring.

"Oh Edward, I am so sorry."

"No keep doing it, it is helping my headache and feels really good." He said as he grabbed my hands so I wouldn't pull away.

"Your fever is really high. How is your stomach?" I asked.

"Its okay, will be better once we are out of the car."

"Edward you promise me you are going to be the perfect patient. If I tell you to do something…(I noticed his eyebrows raised up) you will do it, okay?"

"Well that all depe…" He started to say as he looked up at me with those beautiful eyes.

"No! That's the deal or you will do this on your own in the hotel." I looked down at his beautiful flushed face daring him.

He closed his eyes and whispered okay! I patted his head…"Good Boy." He smiled.

We arrived "home" and I gently tried to wake him. I reached my hand in to help him out of the car. He placed his arm around my shoulder so naturally I put my arm around his trim waist.

"Doing okay?"

"Ya, I just want to go to sleep."

Once in the house we went upstairs and I led him to his room across the hall from my room. Glad this room has a king sized mattress. (Bella get your head out of the gutter)

"Am I sleeping in my clothes?" He said.

"Oh crap, I will send someone for your suitcase. What do you have on underneath …your jeans?" He sat on the bed and smiled at me.

"Boxers. I don't go commando." Trying to keep the disappointed look off my face. He snickered as I am sure I am blushing.

"Okay well I am going to get you some medicine. So get into the bed and I will be back." I am sure I am blushing.

"Bella, I'm not shy so don't worry. Plus the boxers are black, so nothing to showy, love."

"Ooo-kkay." I said hoping that I wasn't drooling over the thought of his black boxers and anything that could possibly be showing. Bad Bella Bad Bella, he is sick and you have got to be the horniest virgin on the face of the earth.

I turned to leave and I felt his hand grab my arm.

"Bella thank you because I really feel like shit."

"I'm sure you do. Be right back."

Leave Bella so he can strip. Oh Lord! I went to the kitchen and got my back-pack. He really needs to drink something. I grabbed a Gatorade and went back up to his room. I quietly knocked.

"Edward. Are you in bed?" I didn't hear anything so I peeked my head in. He was already in bed. His arms were covering his face. Good thing I have a king-sized bed because his feet were almost hanging off.

"Hey Edward I need to take your temperature, ok?" He started to open his mouth. I swept the temp probe across his forehead. He opened his eyes.

"Be glad you are sick in modern times. You don't want the old way."

"No I don't. Well what does it say?"

"Just as I expected, 102." Out of habit I reached over and felt his cheek. I reached down into my bag and got out some Tylenol. I opened the Gatorade and handed him the Tylenol.

"Sit up and take this, do you think you can drink at least half?"

He took it like a good little boy and sunk back down into the bed under the covers. I set his cell phone and the TV remote on the bedside table. I walked to the bathroom, turned on the light and left the door partly open. Turned off the bedside lamp and closed the curtains.

"Edward I am going to go get you some "Tamiflu". I will check on you later. I put your phone right here, so text me if you need something." He nodded and closed his eyes.

"Thank you Bella."

"Don't thank me yet, I'm afraid this flu is just starting. Try to get some rest." I really wanted to kiss his forehead.

I quietly shut the bedroom door and called in his medicine under my name. Can't put Edward Cullen or we will have 100 fan-girls begging to get in the house. I don't need any more competition than is already out there.

The Volvo dealership delivered my new car yesterday so I don't need Kevin to drive me. I need to stock up on some food that might help out sick boy. As I drove back into town I wondered how his "fangirls" would think if they knew he was in my house in bed. I know what I am thinking…

I walked into the grocery store and saw Kevin's wife.

"Hi Renee, nice to see you again." I said.

"You too Bella, how is everything going." She said.

"Well I have a sick patient at home but other than that I guess I am adjusting okay. This is a different way of life than I am use to. The long hours are okay; that I am use to. But just how movies are made is fascinating and scary. People don't realize what all it takes to film a movie."

"Ya Kevin say's it is a whole different world. I am sure you will be fine." She is such a nice lady.

"How are you feeling by the way." I asked.

"We are doing good, won't be too much longer." She said. Mom- to- be's are adorable.

I sped down each aisle picking up varied supplies for the house. I will make him a chocolate cake; once he can stomach rich things it might put a smile back on his face.

But tonight he is getting chicken noodle soup. I stocked up on Gatorades, cookies and crackers.

Once arriving at the house I quickly unpacked the food. Looking down at my watch I noticed Edward can have some more Motrin if he wanted it and time to start the flu medicine. I should tease him that it is in shot form.

I took some Orange juice and the meds up stairs. I peeked inside the bedroom. Poor guy…he looks pitiful and cute as hell. How can somebody so sick be this adorable. Aww…he sleeps on his tummy.

I quietly put the glass of OJ on the bedside table as I softly brushed my hand across his forehead.

"Damn, you are still burning up." I whispered to myself. As I started to take my hand off of his forehead he stirred.

"No leave your hand there. The cold feels good on my head." He said as he rolled over to his back. I am beginning to think Edward like me touching him.

"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you. I brought you your medicine." Let's play with him a bit shall we?

I reached down into my backpack and pulled out a syringe and a bottle of saline. I drew up a full syringe of the liquid and put a big ass needle on the syringe. I was trying not to smile as I could feel him staring at me.

"Uh Bella, are you planning on sticking that in my arm?"

"No silly." I said.

"Oh good, I really don't like…" I cut him off before he finished that sentence.

"No it's going into your ass."

He instantly set up…"What the fuck Bella?" I instantly started laughing.

"What?" He said all confunsed.

"As much as I wouldn't mind seeing your ass sick boy, your medicine comes in pill form. Sorry I couldn't resist."

"That's not funny Bella."

"yes it was you big chicken." Then I noticed him….

Holy hell I thought to myself he is shirtless.

"Uh Edward, you really need to keep a tshirt on." I said.

"Oh sorry I don't mean to emba…" No I am horny I thought to myself.

"No, no…I'm not embarrassed, you need to stay warm." I said. Although thinking to myself…just keep it off I will keep you warm.

I walked over to the chair where his jeans were folded and picked up his white undershirt. What I wouldn't give but to sniff this shirt.

I handed it to him as he handed me back the empty glass.

"Good boy."

He just smirked at me.

"Go back to sleep; I will check on you later." I said as I started to get up off the bedside.

"Do you have to leave? Couldn't you stay in here for a while; unless you don't want to." He said. Even sick he can dazzle you.

"Um…okay. I need to go start your dinner. I can come back after I am done." He nodded yes.

"I promise you will start to feel better in 12 hours or so." I said as I placed my hand on his folded arm.

He looked down at my hand and covered it with one of his perfect hands.

"I'm going to hold you to that."

"Okay dazzler…go back to sleep." I smiled at him and walked towards the door. He smiled at me. I turned to close the door and he was staring and smiling.

Was he watching my butt?