Edward's POV

I was sitting with Carlisle in his office, when the phone rang. I glanced at the clock. 12:00 am. So I knew it wasn't a social call.

"Hello, Dr. Cullen speaking."

I listened into the conversation just out of curiosity.

"Carlisle! It's good to speak to you again. This is Samuel Marshall."

I saw the smile spread on Carlisle's face. I remembered the man from a case Carlisle had a few years ago. Dr. Marshall was a psychiatrist, and very good one at that. I wonder what has him calling Carlisle.

"I know it's very late, and I apologize for that, but Carlisle I need your help. I have a case that I have been working on for six months now and I have made no progress with her what-so-ever. In fact, it seems she has only gotten worse."

I watched as a frown made its way onto Carlisle's face. Mental patients weren't his specialty but he still knew more than most doctors.

"What caused her break-down?" Carlisle asked running a hand through his blonde hair.

"Her boyfriend left her. She completely broke down from what her parents tell me. They thought if they gave her time, she would get over it. But then one night her father walked in on her cutting her arms. They brought her to the emergency room, where they called me in. She just continued to say she was sorry. We decided to admit her to my facility for just a few days, a week at most. But she had another breakdown. She found one of the nurses' pens and took it to her wrist. She almost bled to death before one of the nurses found her on their rounds. After that we put her in the high security section of the facility. She is under constant observation. She hasn't had anymore suicide attempts but she also hasn't spoken since that night, not to me, any of the nurses or to her parents. It's been four and a half months since she said a word. She is a wonderful girl. I have talked to her friends and family, and they all say she was a wonderful girl who had a bright future and I just want to help get her back to that."

Listening to Dr. Marshall go on about this poor girl, it reminded me of Bella. Of how I left so she could get her future back. So she could go on and find a human man to love, one who could give her everything she deserved.

I shook the thoughts out of my head, and listened back to their conversations.

"I will do what ever I can to help Samuel. I'm sure we can help this girl get her life back. Where is your facility located?"

"We are here in Seattle, Washington. If you agree, I can have you a plane booked for tomorrow around noon."

I listened as Carlisle and Samuel finished up.

I sympathized with this girl. The pain we shared was great. To not have your other half. It felt as though you were literally ripped in half. My dead heart went out to this poor girl.

Carlisle sighed and put the phone down.

"The amount of pain this girl must have been in to try to end her life. And her family. Imagine what they must be going through. You understand why I need to take this case don't you Edward?"

I looked up at Carlisle confused. Why would I not understand? This girl needed help, and if any doctor could save her it would be Carlisle.

"Of course I understand. Why would it matter to me weather or not you take a case?"

Carlisle looked down at his hands. He seemed uneasy. Carlisle was never nervous or uneasy.

I just figured that with Seattle being so close to Forks that you may object to my being there.

I sighed. Of course he would think of me first. But this girl needed his help. And a Mental hospital was the safest place in Washington. There was no way Bella would ever be there. So I saw no reason Carlisle couldn't go. And maybe I could go with him, and just take a peek in on her. Just to make sure she was ok. No one had to know. She would never even know I was there.

"I see no problem with you going Carlisle. I was only wondering…do you think they would mind if I came along? I mean, I think it would be good for me to get out." I looked down as I said this. It wasn't exactly a lie, but it wasn't the truth either. I felt horrible saying that to him. I knew he saw through me. But he smiled and nodded.

"I will just call the airport and have them add another ticket." Carlisle stood and walked out of his office to make his final rounds.

My heart clenched as I thought about seeing her again. It would kill me to see her with someone else, but I also knew that she would be happier and have a full life with someone human. To me, her happiness was wroth all the pain in the world.