JPOV

"Oh thank god," I said hoping to sound as happy as I could, although I could still feel the worry stuck and unmoving in the back of my mind.

Just then the doctor - who I presumed it was Dr. Cullen but wasn't really sure - walked our from Charlie's room with his chart in hand and said "Miss Swan, and your visitor may go in and see Charlie now. Not too long though because he'll need his rest after today."

Bella replied with a 'Thank You' and held my hand as we walked in to see how Charlie was doing.

We rounded the corner and spotted Charlie lying in the bed closest to the wall - it was a double be room because Charlie wasn't seriously injured. He seemed to be fine but as I saw him try to sit up before he hugged Bells, he looked to be in pain which I presumed was his bruised ribs.

"Dad, I'm so glad your alright. How are you feeling?" Bella said to her father, eager to get the bad news out of the way as soon as possible.

"Oh, it's nothing. I'm fine, really. It's just a few bruised ribs and some cuts. I'll be back at home in a few days no problem," Charlie said after adjusting himself so he was comfortable.

BPOV

I knew I should have been happy to see that my dad was not seriously injured, but I couldn't help but think in the back of my mind that he was going through a lot more than he was letting on.

"Are you sure dad? Do you want me to bring you anything from home? I'll go get anything you need whenever you need me to, all you have to do is ask. You know tat don't -" I started to say but was cut off by Jacob.

"I'm sure Charlie wont even be in the hospital long enough to need anything from home. Except for some clothes but I'm sure he doesn't need them right away. Hey Charlie." Jacob said to me and my father.

"Yes Bella. Don't worry about me. I'll be out of here in not time." My father said with a hopeful expression on his face. But I would still bring him something home-cooked to eat. I knew he would hate the hospital food. He was very fussy that way.

"Ok dad. Thank you Jake, I knew you would always be a great friend," Maybe even a better at being a bit more than a friend, I added silently in my head. But that would have to wait until another day.

"No prob' Bells." He said giving me a wink, and for a second I wished he could read my mind. Just so he knew how much I really cared about him.

He loved me like a sister, I could see it in his eyes. That's why it was so easy to be around him. But if only he knew how I really felt. It's so hard being on a one way street, with no-where else to go but backwards, because I knew I couldn't move forward. Not just yet anyway, I didn't want to risk ruining something as good as the friendship I shared with Jake.

"So…Bella?" Charlie said, though he only said my name, I knew there was a question behind it.

"Yes dad. What would you like?" I retaliated in an amused tone.

"Well… You know how I'm not a big fan of the hospital food -". He stopped there because I cut him off with a hug and replied.

"Of course I will bring you in a lovely home-cooked meal dad. What would you like?"

"Oh thank you Bells. Could you make your special Spag Bog?" and I just couldn't refuse.

"No problem." I said to him heading out the door with Jacob right on my tail, still holdin my hand thankfully. I don't know what I would do without him. "I'll get back as soon as humanly possible."

"Don't rush. I want a nice home-cooked meal, not a hurried bowl of worry, ok?" He yelled after me.

"Don't worry about a thing dad. I'll be back before you know it." I had to yell loudly back it him as everyone with a ten meter radius in the hospital stared at me.

As soon as Jacob and I were at home. I rushed into the kitchen and got out a pot to start cooking the mince in. Jacob sat at the table watching me with a smirk on is face that I could tell he was trying hard to hide. But I knew him better than that…

"Jacob. Spit it out before you choke on it," I said stopping only to look him in the eyes.

"I'm really sorry Bells, it's just I've never seen you cook so fast before. It's actually hurting my legs to watch you run around trying to do everything at once. I was going to help but you looked so funny, and I just had to sit here and watch." He stopped, and I thought he was finished but man was I wrong. I'm sure everyone in Forks could here him now roaring with laughter.

I watched him with a serious expression on my face, and although I wanted so badly to silence him with a kiss, I knew I couldn't. So I just watched and waited for him to finish before I started to cook again.

I purposely tried to slow it down, for Jacob's sake, but I wanted to get back to my dad before 8:00, because I knew that was when visiting times were over - it was so the patience could get there sleep - and I understood that.

We got to the hospital at exactly 7:49, so I knew I wouldn't' be able to stay long. When I got to Charlie's room I noticed that it wasn't Dr. Cullen checking on my father. It was a younger doctor. Maybe my age, give or take a few years. He had wonderfully, messed up bronze hair that was a little under the surfy style length.

When he turned around to see who had come in so close to closing time, I saw his luscious green eyes and beautifully high cheek bones. He could have been a male model if he wasn't a doctor. It was then I realized that I was staring at him a little longer than I should've bin.

"Hello, you must be Mr Swan's daughter. My name is Dr. Cullen." His voice rang through my head and after hearing it I felt my knees go weak.