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Chapter 3

A/N oh! *sorry, I know, u want the story!* sorry that I keep changing POV, it will start being one person per chapter, I promise, just a couple more changes, kay? x A/N over and out!

Edwards POV:

"We need to go. Now!" I grabbed Bellas arm and pulled her towards the door.

"Edward what's going on!" she almost shouted at me.

"I'll explain on the way, you just need to come, now." I was still pulling her through our small cottage when she stopped on the spot and made me turn around to face her.

"Renesmee." I suddenly remembered the little girl in the room only meters away. I was still staring at her bedroom door when some ones thoughts became clear in my head. For once, I was extremely grateful for Alice.

"Alice will be here in twenty seconds. Renesmee will be fine. Come on, we have to go." This time I picked Bella up and ran out of the house, leaving the door hanging open ajar, but I knew that Alice would be there in a few seconds. She had seen that I would want her to look after Renesmee before the thought had even come to my mind. Her 'talent' is one that is very useful in a crisis.

I only slowed down when we reached the hospital gates. I had Bella on my back, even though I knew she could probably still run just as fast as me, if not faster.

"Why are we at the hospital?" Bella asked, clearly confused. Just then she grimaced. "Edward. . . " She sighed. "Please tell me that were not playing that prank on Carlisle again where one of us pretends to be sick to see what he does! You know he made Emmett stay in the hospital for a week as a punishment."

"No Bella. This is serious." My facial expressions must have told her that I wasn't kidding around "Carlisle is. . . . He's going to change some." Her eyes widened in shock.

"What is he thinking? Does he-" I interrupted her quickly.

"I'll let him explain later. Right now we just have to stop him. I hope we're not too late. . . " We both rushed into the hospital reception, though going at a close to human-speed run, so that we didn't look strange to those who were waiting in their cars, or standing outside smoking.

I walked quickly over to the reception desk as soon as we were inside, and waited until the receptionist was finished her phone call, before asking her about Carlisle.

"Excuse me, but would you mind telling me if my father is still here? He was working the night shift and I have to tell him something." I said in a polite, yet strained voice. I was growing impatient. We were running out of time. . . .

"Of course. Just give me a minute. I'll phone his ward." the receptionist lifted the phone and dialled the number. Eventually, she put the phone down and looked up at me. "I'm sorry, there's no answer. Would you like me to pass on a message?" I was about to answer, telling her that it was okay, when her thoughts became clearer in my head. Eugh. It was like she was shouting compliments at me. Gross. I stared at her for a moment, then looked down at her left hand. Hm. Interesting. I wonder if her husband knew that she was having improper thoughts about other men, almost half her age.

"That won't be needed. Thank you for your help." I said in a harsh voice, before dragging Bella back outside the hospital doors.

"What now?" Bella asked in a low mumble, but I put one finger to her lips. Was that Carlisles thoughts?

"On the roof." I whispered. That's when I heard him speak. It was a tiny whisper, almost too quiet for me to hear. But I heard him.

"I'm sorry, I hope you will forgive me."

Carlisles POV:

I carried the girl up to the rooftop. I liked to come here sometimes to think things through sometimes. I would never have imagined that I would never have thought that I'd come her to take away someone else's life. . . . No! I couldn't think like that. This is what she had wanted. I kept telling myself that. I wondered where Edward was right now. Surely he would have come to try and stop me. Did I want that? For him to stop me? Part of my wanted him to appear out of nowhere beside me, and tell me not to do it. But he was nowhere to be seen. This was it. I had to do it now. Now, or it would be too late. I lay her down on the cold, wet roof tiles, and knelt beside her. "I'm sorry." I whispered. Feeling terrible. What if she reacted like Rosalie? What if she didn't want this at all? I shook that thought out of my head. "I Hope you will forgive me." As I spoke, I lowered my face down into the hollow of her neck. I brushed it over with my lips quickly, before parting my lips and breaking the skin with my razor-sharp teeth.

Ooooh! Doesn't that last line give you goosebumps? Or is that just me fantasizing over Carlisle again?

Anyway, please review. It keeps me for going totally insane :)

Next chapter up soon, I promise xxx