A/N: TIME JUMP!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, I am playing in the sandbox. ENJOY!

18

BPOV- One Month Later

I hear a soft knock on my bedroom door. "Bella, how are you feeling today?"

I roll over to look at Angie. "A little better. Still kinda tired, but my fever is gone." I sit up when I see that she brought some food.

"Hungry?"

I nod, "A little." She brings the tray that holds tomato soup, grilled cheese and milk. I dig in and eat in silence. I can almost guess what is on her mind. Both she and Alice have been on me for the same reason.

"Just spit out, Ang." I look at her out the corner of my eye.

She shrugs before taking a deep breath, "We're worried about you. You've been on and off sick. It's not getting better. I think it's getting worse. What can it hurt, Bella? So you go to the clinic and they say it s a cold or something. Then at least you would know."

She is picking at the frayed edges on one of the many blankets piled on my bed. "Please, Bella, for us?"

I know she's right. There's no harm in going. I am just not a big fan of doctors. I give her a nod. "You're right. I'll go."

Angie beams, "Good, you have an appointment in an hour. Eat up, shower and I'll drive you."

I shake my head, but do as I'm told.

An hour later and I'm sitting on paper that is sticking to my ass in a paper gown that leaves me chilly.

"Tell me what's been going on, honey," says the doctor while the nurse takes my vitals.

So I tell her that I haven't been feeling well in about a month, maybe more. How I'm always tired, the on and off again fevers, headaches, feeling achy all over. She asks me questions about diet, sleep patterns and exercise.

She feels me up and I'm not entirely sure she needs to do that, but what do I know. I haven't started my nursing practicum. Hell I just got admitted into the fucking program.

"Nothing seems out of the ordinary. I'm going to do several labs and we will call you with the results." A lab tech comes in and draws way too many vials of blood, swabs my nose and throat and then I'm on my way back home.

That wasn't too bad.

A/N: Hmm what can be going on? I'd love to hear your thoughts! Remember...it will be ok... at the end!