I am so sorry guys! I really want to apologize for not putting up a new chapter here within the past few weeks. This week was my last week of school, and I was super busy with all sorts of activities, exams, and all the studying that goes with taking the exams. In addition, that nasty little monster called writers block had been knocking on my door for a very long time. Just when it went away on Tuesday, and I actually had an hour or so to sit down, I began to type, and then the computer just died on me when I had about one or two sentences started. It didn't re-boot until later that evening, and by then...writers block stopped around for another visit. So again, I am incredibly sorry.

I would say that I'd make it up to you in this chapter, but I have a feeling this chapter may somewhat stink. I just knew I needed to get something up here for you guys to read. I've still got writers block, so I'm trying to work through that and not think too hard, and that may or may not be a good thing...lol.

Anyway, in this chapter I decided we needed to get Brooke and Carlisle back together. Don't you think so too? Yeah...I thought so.

Chapter 16

It almost felt odd to be back in Seattle again, after finally getting used to where I had been staying in Alaska. Now the state of Washington almost seemed huge, something I had never thought before.

I was very excited to be back home though, because I would get to see him again. However at the same time, I almost missed being in Alaska. I had left Bella and Edward behind, so they could keep an eye on things up there, so I had taken the three and a half hour flight from Alaska to Seattle on my own. Since I wanted to be home as long as I could, I left right after my last class that Friday. Now it was around nine o'clock.

He had told me that he had to work night shift tonight, and that I didn't need to bother with coming over to see him until later tomorrow afternoon. He pretty much encouraged me to get some rest and not worry about going to see him.

Of course I was not going to listen.

I had purposefully slept a lot the day before, and tried to nap on the plane, just so I could go straight to the hospital and actually work while I was there. I hadn't told him my plan, because I wanted to surprise him. I didn't know how I would be able to pull it off once I got there though.

So on my way home from the airport I stopped at my apartment only for a few minutes, so I could gather up my work clothes and change. Then I left as quickly as I had come, super stoked to see him again.

As I drove down the dark, rainy road that took me into Forks, I thought about what I had left behind at Alaska. Really not much, except for Bella, Edward, Lance, and amusing-as-always Adam.

I really enjoyed spending time with Adam. He had an amazing personality, and he certainly was interesting. There was never a dull moment with him. Lance was a little bit more laid back and relaxed than Adam was, but if you put the two together and released them in public...it was dangerous. You just had to laugh when you were around them.

Lacey was cool too, even though I hadn't had as much time to spend with her as I had with the guys. The four of us did all catch a movie the Sunday after we went to the pizza place, that way we could issue Lacey our goodbyes before she went back to school in California. I unfortunately was not going to get to see her this weekend, considering I was in a different state than her and my new crazy group of friends.

Just thinking about the three of them made me smile, and I suddenly realized that I had forgot to call Adam and let him know I was ok. I made a mental note to myself to do that once I had the ability to fish my phone out of my purse, something that you shouldn't do while driving.

I didn't really have any set plans for the weekend, except to spend as much time as I could with Dr. Cullen and his family, before I had to turn around and leave again late Sunday afternoon. I was going to stop in and see my grandfather before I left, and make sure my cat didn't miss me too incredibly much.

I pulled into the Forks Hospital parking lot, and my heart immediately started to race when I noticed the black Mercedes. The parking lot wasn't very crowded, just a few cars were parked throughout the lot.

I ran quickly through the parking lot, not even bothering with an umbrella or rain coat. My only concern was to get inside and to see him as soon as I could.

Walking into the hospital lobby felt like returning home. The wonderful feeling of familiarity overwhelmed my mind. Everything seemed so right, as though I belonged here, as though this was indeed my home. Standing there I even realized that I had missed Gertrude's babbling as she talked on the phone.

I still had to call Adam.

Gertrude looked up at me, her eyes wide, as if she had no idea who I was. Knowing her, that was very likely. She quickly wrapped up her conversation on the phone as I approached the desk.

"Well Broo..." She got ready to announce at the top of her lungs, before I quieted her.

"Shush...Gertrude." I said in a soft whisper. "I'm trying to surprise Dr. Cullen...he doesn't know I'm here."

She nodded, as if she understood, but she still seemed confused as to why she could not tell the world that I was here.

"Do you know where he is?" I asked, still whispering.

"He went to room eighteen." She whispered...not so softly.

"Thanks...don't tell him I'm here...ok Gertrude?"

"Yes Brooke...I can be quiet...you can trust me."

"Thanks!" I whisper/called back as I went to hide in his private office.

If walking into the lobby had felt like home, walking into his office felt like being back in my own room.

Same plain walls, same desk, same untouched cup of coffee, same everything. Except there was an usually large stack of papers on his desk, something that would have been filed a long time ago if I had been here recently. Seeing as I had nothing better to do...I decided to work on that.

About ten minutes passed before I heard someone outside the door.

"Funny...I don't remember closing the door when I left."

The voice was all too familiar....because it was his voice. My heart instantly started racing, and I swore I couldn't breathe. I quickly dropped the paper I was holding into it's respective folder in the filing cabinet.

He opened the door slowly, and when he saw me at first he looked confused, but then that same wonderful smile spread across his face as he realized that I was here.

I flung myself into his arms and he greeted me with a soft, passionate kiss. It felt so good to be in his arms again, so good to kiss him. If I had a choice, I would never have left again.

As we pulled away from our kiss, I looked at him...studying his face. He seemed more gorgeous than he ever had been before. Was that even possible? Could he in two weeks time...become even more perfect than he already was? I truly didn't care.

"Brooke what are you doing here?" He asked, still smiling like crazy. I couldn't stop smiling either...truthfully.

"I wanted to surprise you. Gosh did you really expect me to wait until tomorrow before being able to see you?"

He processed this for a minute and then laughed. "No...I guess not." His eyes drifted to the slightly smaller stack of papers on his desk. "Already at work?"

It was my turn to laugh. "Yes...that pile of papers in larger than a skyscraper...you let it get way out of control."

"Hence my need for a lovely, well organized assistant." He said, kissing my forehead. "I tend to neglect paperwork."

I sighed, resting my head on his chest as I wrapped my arms tightly around him. "Don't let me go back...please."

He laughed, like he usually did when I did something really stupid.

"What...I don't want to have to stay away from you for two weeks all over again."

"No one said that you had to go sweetheart." He replied, running one hand through my hair.

"Yes...someone did."

"Who?"

"You." I said, looking into his killer, topaz eyes.

He grinned. "Well I was very foolish for saying that....stay here." He said, kissing my cheek.

"Can you make up your mind?" I asked, closing my eyes, feeling his cool lips gently kiss my cheek once more.

Then he laughed again. "I'm just kidding. You should listen to me. You need to go to the program. It's only two weeks at a time..not two years."

"Seems like it." I mumbled, berrying my face deeper into his chest. "I missed you."

"I missed you too darling."

"Do you really mean that...or are you just saying that to make me feel better?"

"Are you ridiculous?" He asked, moving my head so that I had to look into his eyes again. "Of course I missed you."

"Ok...just making sure." I replied, with a smile.

"Alice and Emmett have missed you very much as well."

"Not Jasper and Rosalie?" I asked, as I finally wiggled out of our embrace, and went back to organizing papers.

"Well they aren't as close to you...so they haven't said much." He responded, frowning for the first time in ten minutes.

"Anything new on Viviene?" I asked.

"No." He said shaking his head. "She hasn't called the whole time you've been gone."

I nodded, very happy to hear that.

He smiled again. "Brooke you really don't have to work on that."

"Yes...I think I really do...or you are never going to be able to find anything in here." I said, sorting through a small pile of papers on the side of his desk.

"I'm sure I can manage." He said, stopping me as he gently pushed me against the filing cabinet. "Look...if you must defeat these papers here on my desk...then do so tomorrow. I haven't seen you in two weeks...I'm sure you have a lot to tell me." He pushed a stray piece of hair out of my face and kissed me gently.

"No I don't." I said, shying away from his kiss.

He laughed. "And why would that be?"

"Well one...how in the world do you expect me to talk when you're in the middle of seducing me?"

"Seduction wasn't exactly what I was working for...I was thinking more toward the romantic end of the scale." He responded.

"Romance...seduction...it all is pretty much the same thing."

"Ahh...on the contrary...romance is usually what leads to the act of seduction."

"Alright... I understood absolutely nothing that you just said."

"What do you mean?" He asked, gently kissing my neck.

Sure he wasn't seducing me. "You're using big words."

"I said contrary....that's not very extensive vocabulary."

"It is to me." I replied, as he kissed my cheek this time. "What was it that you said...canary?"

"No Brooke, canary would be a type of bird...I said contrary...which means, in opposition to what has been stated."

"Ok, can we have that translated into English please."

"Otherwise put," He said laughing, "It simply means the opposite."

"Ok." I said, as he kissed me, interrupting my thoughts."What point was I trying to prove again?"

"I don't believe you were trying to prove anything, and if you were, then you were doing a pretty terrible job at it."

"What were we talking about before we got on the subject of the word canary?"

"Contrary."

"Contrary, canary, blue berry...whatever...that is irrelevant."

"Irrelevant. And you become angry at me for saying contrary?"

I sighed....he laughed.

"You get far too much pleasure out of this."

"Give me a small ounce of credit here...I haven't been able to pick on you in two weeks time."

"What was I talking about McSex Hair?"

He shook his head, finally defeated.

I should have just called him McSex Hair five minutes ago...that would have saved a lot of confusion.

"You were trying to tell me why you don't have anything to tell me."

Now it clicked. "Oh yes. Reason number one was that you are seducing me."

"Which is utterly incorrect." He said, not exactly supporting his statement as he kissed me again.

"Reason number two is..." I said, trying to think. "That I've already told you almost everything over the phone."

"That is true. You seem to call me just to tell me the littlest details."

"Mhmmm..." I mumbled as he kissed me once more. Whether he was seducing me or not...at this point I didn't really care. I think anyone with common sense would be the exact same way.

Suddenly something went off in my head.

"Crap!" I said...which caused a very lovely confused expression to fan across his face.

"Um..I would ask for an explanation...but I'm slightly worried about what you have to say."

"I've got to call Adam."

His expression changed again, this time from very confused to an unidentifiable expression...one that was odd for him. "What reminded you of that?"

"You said something about a phone...that's it." I said, as I escaped his hold and fished my phone out of my purse. Sure enough, I had a few missed calls from him. "This will take less than five minutes..I promise."

"Alright." He replied, still looking at me with the unidentifiable expression on his face. He sat down behind his desk and started messing with the computer.

Adam was having a panic attack when he picked up the phone, but he settled down once he heard that I was indeed alive. Then he had to proceed and fill me in on every last detail about everything him, Lance, and Lacey had done right up to that moment. Five minutes turned to ten, ten to twenty, twenty to thirty, and thirty to fifty. The entire time Dr. Cullen sat there at his computer with the odd expression never leaving his face. When I finally convinced Adam I needed to go, the expression still hadn't left. I didn't really notice, and I proceeded to tell him everything that Adam had told me. He listened the entire time until I was finished. When I was, he sighed...almost sounding relieved that I was done.

"Alright...can we please not waste much more valuable time talking to people back in Alaska when we only have this weekend together until you have to leave for two more weeks?" He asked me, leaning across the desk.

I suddenly felt very bad for having spent that much time on something fairly unimportant at that moment. "Yes...I'm sorry about that."

His smile returned. "It's fine really..you don't have to start apologizing to me. I just missed you...that's all." He said, walking around his desk and heading toward the door.

"Yes...I could tell."

"How so?" He asked, leaning against the door in order to face me more comfortably.

I approached him, messing with the collar on his dress shirt. "I could tell by your acts of seduction."

"Romance." He insisted, for the thousandth time.

"On the canary, you are incorrect."

He laughed. "Ahh...on the contrary..you are incorrect." He said, opening the door.

"How am I incorrect?"

"Because you just said...On the "small finch" you are incorrect." He grinned, and then quickly dashed away from me.

I stood there, confused. "I don't remember saying anything about a freaking small finch!" I called after him...as I shook my head.

After all, I wasn't a walking dictionary.

Maybe if I was I could define that odd look on his face earlier.

I shook my head, and ran after him...making a note to tell him to stop confusing the crap out of me all the time.

Boy had I missed that man.

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~Hazl~