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The Doctor is in:

By: Oona Cullen

Summary: ER Doctor and Vampire Edward Cullen is working the night shift like any other night, when a victim of a brutal rape is brought in. Feeling the mating pull as he nears the trauma room he is astounded when told she is a nurse there. Knowing he can never leave her he must figure out how to make her love him so he can claim her.

Chapter One

EPOV:

Another night in the ER, I like the night shift not just because the sun bothers me by making me tired, but it's always something different. I have been working here for two years now, have about two more to go before I need to transfer someplace else. Carlisle my dad for all intent and purposes is working at a Hospital in upstate New York. Most of the family is there along with my mom Esme, either doing the high school or college thing for the hundredth time.

My older brother Peter along with his wife Charlotte lives here with me. They like me need a break every now and then: being the only single in a family of pairs has been trying on us all. I keep hoping to find the "one" but so far in my ninety years, I have not.

My beeper goes off "Doctor Cullen"

"Doctor, we have a rape victim coming in stat!"

"On my way" I answer as I'm already moving towards the stairwell.

"Oh Doc, she works here too!" The voice informs me, "Got off work just an hour ago."

"Crap" I think as I hurry down the stairs, arriving at the nurse's desk I wait for the ambulance to pull in.

"She traded days with another nurse," I listen to the gathered nurses go on, "Can you believe that she usually works days up in pediatrics."

Stunned, I shake my head, I can't believe it, it is so sad. Watching the bus pull up, I walk out the double doors just as they open the back bringing her out. My God her face is a mess entirely covered in blood.

Suddenly, I am overwhelmed with emotions. Anger, love, lust, fear, hurt, and a thousand more feelings as she is wheeled by. I followed, calling out instructions as I hurry behind.

After quickly getting her moved off the gurney onto the table, I was then able to assess her injuries. A chart was thrust into my hands and for the first time I was able to see this angels name.

Isabella Swan

"Isabella, dear you're safe." I try to sooth as I continue my examination, "I'm Dr. Cullen, and you're here at Saint Catherine's. We're going to help you."

She grabbed my hand looking into my eyes, a strangled plea leaving her lips, "Please"

Unsure of what to do or say, I squeezed her hand gently, then took a closer look at her injuries. I hear and smell it before I see the huge gush of blood leave her body, seconds later she's crashing, her blood covering the floor.

"Call the OR we are heading up!" I yell as the room comes alive. One nurse is on the bed with Isabella still trying to stop the bleeding, while I help push the gurney. As soon as we enter the OR, my angel is transferred to the operating table.

Upon hearing that the patient is one of our nurses, other's come to help. As soon as Dr. Benton from Anesthesiology puts her to sleep, it takes only minutes to see where the hemorrhaging is coming from; they used a broken bottle on her besides the rape, puncturing the abdominal wall.

Before all is said and done, I have had to perform a hysterectomy in order to save her life. Once she is stable we head for Post Op, I can't help but to stare at this battered and bruised beauty. As soon as my shift is over, I change into clean scrubs and decide to go back and sit with her for a while. She should be waking up soon.

The nurses on the post-op floor are a friendly bunch so I have no trouble getting in her room. They tell me that Isabella has no one, her father having been killed while working a traffic accident a few years ago. He was hit by a motorist who didn't want to wait for the accident to be cleared. She truly is all alone in the world. Pondering this I walk into her room startled that she is awake and crying.

"Isabella?" I say softly. She turns her head to look at me, recognition lighting her brown eyes.

"Dr. Cullen." She replies shyly.

"How are you feeling?" I ask my instincts to protect and pamper ruling my emotions.

"Oh, I've been better." She tries to joke but her voice is flat.

"Can I sit for a while?" I ask as I pull up a chair.

"Yes, it would be nice." We talk about the weather and other nonsense stuff until she goes silent.

I wait silently hoping that she isn't done visiting, she turns looking at me her eyes pleading to ask me the question I know will destroy her.

"So I can never have a baby?" She whispers, tears falling from her eyes.

"I'm so sorry. But, yes, there was too much damage. Without the procedure you would have bled to death." I say softly.

"You should have let me die, Doc." Shocked I took her hand moving to sit on her bed. I gently took her face in my hands, forcing her to look me in the eye.

"Do not ever say that Isabella! Ever!" I am shocked she would say such a thing; doesn't she know how important she is to me?

"Why? I have no one. Now I never will!" The room fills with sadness as her pain radiates throughout.

"Why do you think that?"

"Who wants a plain woman who can't give them any kids?" She looks past me focusing on the wall behind my head. She really has no idea how important she is in my world.

"I do." I whisper as I lean over in front of her face, forcing her to look at me, "Isabella I do!" she looks at me as if I'm crazy for a long time while pondering this.

"Me?" She seems genuinely surprised by my declaration.

"Yes, darling you" She shakes her head as if to clear it and when her gaze returns to mine, I finally feel she not only saw but felt the tenderness I was trying to convey.

"Why Dr. Cullen am I your sympathy case?" She snapped, shocking me which is not an easy task.

Anger builds inside me, "Isabella Swan you will never say that to me again! If you must know I love you. I knew it the moment I saw you taken out of that Ambulance today that you were it for me."

She wasn't expecting that and we sat almost nose to nose for close to three solid minutes. She took back my hand a small smile starting to creep into her features, "Do you have a first name, Doc?"

I chuckled at her use of "Doc" and her rewarding smile lit up the small dank hospital room.

"Edward."

"Well Edward, please call me Bella. Isabella is for romantic or naughty times only." she shoots a smile my way and I can't help but to notice the blush adorning her cheeks.

"Good to know" I smile back. If my heart beat it would be flying right now, I'm so elated that I've finally found my mate.

"Now baby," I say watching her react to my endearment, "we have lots to talk about, but let's start with where you live?"

"Oh!" Bella giggled, "Bay Shore apartments number 109."

"Can I have your key; I assume you would like some things?" She's in full on blush mode when she stammers, "Its okay. I'll get by with what I have here."

"Bella my brother and sister-in-law live with me, I'm sure Charlotte will go get you whatever you tell me what you need, so don't be silly." Sighing, she relaxes into the bed and rattles off a list which I write in my pocket notepad.

As I'm writing down the last item on her list, I see her medication has caught up with her and she is starting to fall asleep. I kiss her sweet face, first her forehead, then each eye and finally I place a sweet kiss to her lips, to my surprise she kisses me back.

"Did you mean it Edward?" Her beautiful brown eyes are so huge with not only trepidation but want and need.

'Yes, darling I did. And I do; now you sleep, I will be back here in a few hours. I wrote my cell number here for you as well as Peter and Charlotte's numbers, if you need anything. Anything at all, please call one of us."

As soon as she's asleep, I walk out and tell the nurses on duty that she is my fiancée. I know this makes Bella a higher priority patient, and my love deserves the best. Giving them my home phone, cell and on call numbers I thank them as I leave. I could hear the gossip already going around the floor as I walk towards the elevator.

BPOV:

Imagine my surprise when Edward came in and tells me I mean something to him. He loves me, love at first sight and all that. I don't know what to think or believe right now, but when the little day nurse came in and congratulated me on my engagement, I almost lost it. I considered denying it until I remembered that Doctor's wives get better treatment. For that, then I'll play along, he can tell me why he told them that when he gets back here.

I must have dozed off again and when I awoke, the sweetest woman I think I have ever met was standing in my room. Her long blond hair is flowing down her back and her overall appearance screams model, I find it hard to pay attention to what she was saying trying to take everything in. She tells me that she is Edward's sister-in-law Charlotte and we are going to be great friends.

"Edward said you needed these things, plus a few others."

Out of the bag she pulls out my own clothes folded neatly: PJ's, slippers, a robe. A beautiful toiletry kit from a very expensive store, and the biggest shocker: a new e-reader full of classic novels.

"Charlotte, these aren't mine."

Charlotte laughed, "Yes, Bella they are. Edward picked them out himself," she sighed a far off look gracing her features, "he especially hopes you like the purple one."

"Well I do." I couldn't help but smile, "I love purple but this is so expensive."

"Oh honey!" Charlotte replied, sitting down on the edge of my bed and very gently wrapping her arms around me in a hug, "Just let him spoil you, he has been alone for so long, we are thrilled for the two of you!"

Before I can answer that a beautiful blonde haired man strides in: a true cowboy if there was one. I notice he's carrying a large bouquet of flowers. "Bella, I'm Peter. Welcome to the family darling!" He said then kisses me sweetly on the cheek, then hands me the flowers he was holding as he came in.

Charlotte gets a water pitcher and fills it and soon I have a lovely arrangement to admire. I quickly learn Peter is a gem, well truly they both are.

Soon the nurses come in to fiddle with me, checking my IV's and incisions and I'm sure introduce my soon to be brother and sister-in-law as such shocking them while earning myself a hug from my new family. Later after they left, I lay in a state of unbelieving, expecting to wake up soon, yet determined to go with the flow; maybe Edward is real after all.