Thank you all for reviewing. Here is chapter 2. Its giving a little background on what is happening in the story. Hope you like it. P.S. Sorry for any grammar and spelling errors.

After Elizabeth and Edward left, I sat down in my office to think for a bit. It was odd how at times, I felt wasn't really part of this word at all. Like I was simply an observer, watching as others went about their business. Went about living.

I was not living. I haven't lived in a good many years. Sure, I had a job, had people I associated with, even went to the occasional baseball game, but this wasn't living. I was missing one crucial thing, someone to live with. That and a heart beat.

Did I not mention I'm a vampire. Yes, I live on blood, am incredibly strong, and am cursed with eternal life on this earth(Unless I meet a fire I can't control some day). No, I'm not afraid of garlic, crosses, nor do I sleep in a coffin. I do not need to rest for my body never tiers. I will not burn up in the sun, though I have noticed that I do tend to sparkle a bit on cloud free days. I drink blood, yes, but not human. Never human.

When I still had a pulse I had dedicated my life to hunting down the very thing I am today. One such hunt turned out to be the end of my human existence. After realizing what I was, I tried to end myself. Nothing I did physically harmed me, so I tried to starve myself.

By the third week with no blood, my sanity was defiantly at risk. I was starving and quite willing to kill the first thing that crossed my path. Thankfully, that thing was a mountain lion. After quickly draining it, I was pleased to note the excruciating burn in my throat had dwindled considerably. It was then I made my choice to live off animals and not succumb to my monstrous nature.

That was over two hundred years ago. When I was finally able to walk amongst the living without fearing for anyone's safety, I decided that I wanted to do something with my life that would help people. Hence, why I became a doctor.

My life, though I wouldn't really call it that, had some meaning to it again. It may have been small but it was what I need. I busied myself with my work, for I had already accepted the fact that I would be alone for the rest of my life and I needed something to distract me. That is, until I met her.

Elizabeth Roberts. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on. For the first time in my vampire life my heart ached. Oh, how I wished. Wished I was human, whished she was vampire, whished I had died the day I was turned so I wouldn't have to experience life without her. I knew I really shouldn't have, but I decided knowing her a little would be better than knowing her from a far. Plus, I would be less of a creeper that way.

Elizabeth turned out to be the most wonderful women in the world. She was kind and gentle. She listened when I spoke to her and gave her honest opinions about things. She was intelligent and witty and perfect. But alas, it wasn't meant to be. She met Edward Mason and fell in love. Not that I blame her. He was a handsome man, and a good man. He treated her with the respect she deserved and then some. I could tell how much he loved her and she him.

I was happy for her, and felt even better when I managed to become friends with Edward. I was with them through their courtship, their marriage, and I delivered their first child, Edward Jr. I guess I didn't realize how close I was to them, until they asked if I would be Edward's godfather. To say I was happy would be an understatement.

"Dr. Cullen." I was brought out of my musings by one of the new nurses at the hospital, Jennifer. "There is another patient here. I'm afraid it isn't very good." I sighed lifting myself from my desk. Oh how I hated these winter months. "Thank you Jennifer, I'll be there shortly." Lately, it seemed that this part of Chicago had been hit fairly hard with illness this winter. Cases of tuberculosis, pneumonia, and the worst cases of influenza I have seen in a long time had taken many lives this year. It had taken Edward Mason Sr. life, and I worried that it may soon take his wife and son too, if they did not start taking better care of themselves.

"Hello Mr. Smith, how are today?" I greeted my new patient with a smile I didn't really believe in. It was bad, he already had a handkerchief stained with blood from his violent coughing. But no matter how bad, I always kept a brave face for my patients. Always tried to give them a little hope.

As I tended to Mr. Smith I couldn't help but notice a small child at the other end of the ward. He sat next to woman who was very pale, clutching her hand like it was his life line. "Please Mama, don't leave me." He whispered over and over, begging not to be left alone in this world. For some reason it reminded me of my little godson. Pictures of him holding onto a dieing Elizabeth polluted my mind. Him crying, as he realized he had no one left.

I shook my head, no. That wouldn't happen. I wouldn't let it happen.

Well, there it is. Tell me if you liked it or hated it. Little Edward will be back in the next chapter.