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I'd been at work for six of my twelve hour shift, after doing a couple of minor walk-in cases filling in for one of the absent doctors. I was now wandering to go and check on one of my new patient, she was fifteen and diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis. Her parents were planning on moving out here to Chicago but her condition got worse so she went ahead of her family to be here for treatment. Elisabeth was in her room, or so I got told but when I reached her room she wasn't there. I asked a couple nurses and they were under the impression that Daisy was still in her room. I searched the hospital floor until I caught sight of her brown hair. She was sitting on one of the benches out on the garden balcony.

"Hey can I join you?" She was looking out onto the silhouette of the city but I saw her nod. I sat down next to her, waiting for her to start the conversation. I had only met her when she first got admitted last yesterday and I already discussed her condition with her but I just had to make sure she was okay being here.

"Why are you here?" She asked, not exactly like she was trying to be rude but just short, I was used to that. I mean these kids are sick I can't exactly expect them to be super cheery all of the time.

"I just wanted to check on you," She sighed, teenagers were always the hardest to get on your side. I didn't blame them. "Hey I'm sorry, no privacy around here I know," I admitted to her. "I have problems with it all the time. I mean have you met the nurses around here they are always up in my shit," I know it was a bit cliche and I might be trying too hard but it was worth a shot. She whispered something under her breath but I completely missed what she had said. "Sorry?"

"They are into you," She repeated a bit louder. I didn't get what she was saying. "The nurses. They are into you, but the head nurse seems to be entertaining the idea that you're gay," Elisabeth said quite quickly, I was surprised she knew all of this.

"How did you know about all that?" I asked, generally curious.

"As a teenager many adults think you're stupid, too bad most teenagers are way more intelligent. Brains underdeveloped but at least not finished developed to be stupid," She was wrong though, I don't think she is stupid. I knew from the second she walked in, with her quiet but calculating demeanour that she was smart.

"I never thought you were stupid," I told her, she shook her head slowly. She didn't believe me but that was fine. "Did you ever want to be a doctor?" I curiously asked her, many of the sick kids did.

"No. I'm deciding between something extremely mundane or something exciting. Or exciting as life gets I guess," She admitted to me quietly. "Who knows if I will ever give live to get that chance," She said quietly enough that maybe she thought I hadn't heard her.

"Everything happens for a reason," Her eyes snapped to meet mine now, with her eyes narrowing she looked angry. "If you believe in that thing," I corrected myself because despite saying that I didn't believe it anyway and maybe she didn't too.

"Yeah right. That's why so many kids are cursed with cancer and diseases. To the point where some live their whole lives trying to battle it and lose anyway. Everything happens for a reason," She scowled at the idea, but I tended to agree with her angry outburst. It wasn't fair. "Like those people who say; 'Thank god my kid got cured from cancer'. Why don't you fucking thank the doctor that treated your child instead of your god. I mean you guys work hard to save these kids for almost no recognition," She angrily spit out. I had many clients thank their god of choice instead of my trained nurses or tested trials, I understood what Elisabeth was saying. "Sorry that was rude," She whispered back when she had calmed down.

"Don't worry I agreed with you," I said finally. She stood like she was ready to leave and I stood up with her. She was watching me again, almost to the point of where I was uncomfortable.

"Those nurses are bullshitting themselves, you are totally not gay," She said before walking off and I didn't know whether to take that as a compliment or not. I ended up excepting it as a compliment. I headed back to my office alone, but before I got there my phone ran. The name Bella, flashed across the screen. I picked it up and before I could say anything I heard banging in the background.

"Bella? Bella what is going on?" I panicked into the phone.

"Edward? Help me please," I heard her beg, there was more noise in the background and I was beginning to get more worried by the second. "Thornwitch road, house 22. Please come quickly I am so scared," She whispered into the phone, there was no more reply from her but I could hear the banging and then she must of hung up because the phone disconnected. I knew where that road was, it was a block away from here, I called the police as I ran out of the hospital and towards the address Bella gave me. There were so many bad scenarios going through my head and it was panicking me. What if I was too late? I shook that thought out of my head as I ran, I was on the right road now but I was only at house 15. So I sprinted the rest of the way to 22, they were run down buildings that probably cost very little but that wasn't the reason I was here. I could hear the banging from outside and there was yelling. The door of the house was opened and I slowed to look around. Then there was a huge bang like someone had broken down a door, then I heard Bella scream and realised that was exactly what had happened.

"Jacob please," She was begging with him, I ran up the flight of stairs, to find Bella cowering in the corner with Jacob standing in front of her his back to me. Bella spotted me, and her eyes begged with mine. I didn't know if I could take Jacob down but he was obviously either intoxicated via alcohol or drugs and was dangerous. She scream as Jacob went to grab her and I pulled backwards on him. He stumbled back obviously very confused on what was happening. He then realised who I was. I could hear the sirens in the background, I just needed to stop him for now.

"Get the fuck out pretty boy," He spat out, his breath stank of drink. He took a lazy swing at me but I easily blocked it, sending a throbbing pain up my arm. I didn't know how to do this but I remember what my brother told me, do not tuck your thumb in and wrist straight so you don't break it. And I took a swing directly to Jacob Black's face. It hit him square in the left cheek, he looked disorientated but I took another one and he fell heavily to the ground. Bella looked worried now, but I didn't think it was for Jacob. She ran pass me to the room next door, she swung the door open and I realised that was Ben's room. Ben was cowering in the corner of the room much like Bella was. She embraced her son and he was crying into her shoulder.

"Sir? Hands up," One of the policemen said to me, now I realised how bad it looked for me standing here with one passed out man on the floor and a woman and her child cowering in the corner. I was fucked. "Put your hands up!" I was about to oblige.

"Wait! It wasn't him. He came to help me, it was my husband Jacob Black," Bella exclaimed in my defence, the policeman turned his attention to Jacob who was just coming conscious. "Please get him away from my son,"

Both Bella and I were taken to the police station to be questioned, Ben was sitting in the reception while we both got questioned. Bella was getting her bruises pictured and measured to make sure it matched Jacob's larger hands rather than mine.

"Can you repeat that again Mr. Cullen?" The inspector asked me. He was recording my statement on what had taken place this evening.

"I had gotten a called from Bella, she begged for my help and told me the address of the house. I called the police as I ran from the hospital, where I worked to the address given to me. I found Jacob Black trying to break down the door and he was successful but I pulled him off Bella as he went to grab her. I punched him twice in the face before he went down," The inspector nodded as he turned off the recorder.

"I think we are done," He said finally. I looked over at where Bella was.

"Do you know how long they are going to take? I would like to make sure Bella has somewhere to stay,"

"I'm not sure when they will be done but you can go wait with her son," I went over to join Ben who just looked as tired as his mother did.

"Are you okay Ben?" I asked the young boy, he nodded his eyes still tearing.

"Why does Dad do that?" He asked me, my heart broke at that since I didn't know what to say. It was a horrible experience for that young boy to go through that.

"Because he is a bad man. No one should treat your mom like that, do you understand?" I informed the small kid, he nodded.

"When I am big enough I will always protect my mom," He told me, I was glad Bella had someone looking out for her, even if it was just her four year old son. Ben jumped up now and ran to give his mom a hug, she embraced him and I looked away from their moment.

"Thank you Edward," Bella said to me, I waved her off like it was nothing. It really wasn't anything though, anyone in that situation would've done the same.

"Do you have somewhere to stay? You should make sure you are safe," I reminded her, she nodded.

"I'm not going back to that house, it is his house anyway. They gave me a name of a woman's shelter where I can go," I looked at her, angry that she would think I wouldn't help her.

"Stay with me," I said almost to quickly.

"I don't think I am comfortable about that," Bella said to me, I was disappointed that she didn't trust me but I understood.

"I'm sorry. You know I am just trying to help, I have two extra rooms, it is in a safe building," I tried to convince her, I wanted to make sure she was safe.

"I don't have many things Edward, I need clothes and stuff," She said quietly almost like she was embarrassed.

"My brother's girlfriend will have some extra things to lend you for now, she's a bit taller but it should be okay until we can go to a store," I seemed a bit desperate now but I couldn't help it.

"But how can I repay you Edward?" And that reminded me of how I met her. Her run down house was probably only paid by her salary, Jacob most likely used all the other money for drinking. None of it matter to me, money was never an issue.

"Seriously Bella, it doesn't matter," I tried to get my point across to her. She sighed in defeat, she knew I was right.

"Fine, but only for awhile," She finally said. I pretended to agree with her but I could really care less how long she spent staying with me, my apartment was lonely anyway. I gestured for her to head out of the station, we took a short bus ride back to my place. Even Ben was quiet. When I got back to my place I showed Bella around.

"The two extra bedrooms are here, you can use both or not I don't mind. The kitchen is left and down the hall is my room. The tv room is over there and thats about it," I told her, she looked around for awhile.

"Ben is super tired so I'll" She said awkwardly.

"No problem I will be in the TV, I'll ask Rosalie for some clothes," I walked off while Bella put her son to bed. I was so happy that Bella was safe now. The phone ran a couple times before Rose picked up, it was almost 10pm. "Rose? Bella is here at my place," I said simply.

"What? What happened?" She asked me, I was really too tired to explain to her over the phone.

"I'll tell you later, I was wondering if you can bring some clothes over for Bella, she didn't want to go back to the house?"

"Of course, I'll be over in ten minutes," I waited around, grabbing a lemonade from the fridge and sat on my computer on the couch. It was awhile before Bella came back out again. "Is everything okay?" I asked her, she looked exhausted now, even more than earlier.

"Yeah, it's just a little different. Ben doesn't understand what is happening but he seems to like you," She told me, I was glad Ben seemed to trust me, that was good for Bella to then trust me as well. I gestured that she could sit if she wanted so she sat in the armchair to the left of me. I didn't mind the silence but she might of. The doorbell shook us before.

"Come in Rose," I said just loud enough for her to hear. Rosalie enter the apartment with two bags of things. "Bella this is my sister-to-be Rosalie, Rosalie this is Bella," I introduced them both and I grabbed to put the bags in front of Bella's room. I could hear the two talking quietly but I wasn't sure what it was about. I came back to the two sitting at the table together. I wish Bella and Rosalie could be friends considering the circumstance but I could only hope.

".. If you ever need to talk you can call me," Rosalie told Bella, that was what I had heard from the end of their conversation. Rosalie then got up to leave and I showed her out. "She doesn't seem all that scared of you but just be careful please Edward," I nodded and Rosalie gave me a smile before she headed out. Bella was taking a glass out of the cupboard when I came in, she didn't really seem bothered by me so I was glad. As she grabbed the glass off the high shelve she dropped it and it shattered below her. She turned to look at me, her eyes terrified. I walked over to help her pick up the glass but when I leaned down to pick up the pieces she flinched away from me. I looked at her not really knowing what to say.

"I know its hard but you don't have to be afraid of me," I reminded her gently as I kept picking up the piece, then I noticed her ankle had a cut from the glass.

"It's fine really," She seemed to have noticed that I saw the cut. After I quickly picked up the piece I grabbed a tissue and passed it to her. She looked at me strangely but thanked me for it anyway. "I'm sorry," She said then, I was still disposing of the glass.

"For what?" I asked without even turning around, there was silence from her then. I had to face her now because I could tell what she was even thinking. "Seriously? For what?" I asked again.

"For breaking the glass. For cutting myself. For flinching away. For being scared," She listed off, I could her the hysteria building in her voice. "Why don't you ever get angry? I broke a mug, something that was yours. Why aren't you angry?" She was almost yelling now.

"None of those things are your fault so why should I be angry?" I asked her back calmly, I wasn't going to fight with her. I could see tears in her eyes and I didn't know why she was upset.

"But.. Jacob," She said then in response, I didn't have a temper but I tightened my fist at his name.

"Bella please listen. No one is meant to lay a hand onto other when you are in a relationship or really anytime. Real relationships are not built on fear or blaming. Whether it be the male or the female being the abuser. It is all wrong," I tried to tell her, I could tell by her face she still didn't believe me. "Jacob was wrong. You shouldn't be afraid of your partner. None of that is right,"

"I know that but I thought Jacob was different, I believe him that I was the problem," She admitted.

"Well you weren't," I replied shortly.

(So there is that, thanks guy for reading and leave a review if you have any ideas for where this story could be taken.)