Disclaimer: I do not own twilight or House M.D. if I did i wouldnt be writing here!!! This is 10 years after Breaking Dawn and Cameron and Foreman and Chase are still around...
WARNING: CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR BREAKING DAWN
Story Summary: Carlisle and Esme are away for a vacation. What happens when Nessie gets sick and the Cullens and Jake have to take her to Dr. House? Will the brilliant, arrogant doctor discover what's wrong with Nessie or will he discover their secret?
BPOV-BELLA
EPOV-EDWARD
JPOV-JAKE
NPOV-NESSIE
JAZZPOV-JASPER
APOV-ALICE
RPOV-ROSALIE
EMPOV-EMMETT
HPOV-HOUSE
CPOV-CHASE
CAMPOV-CAMERON
FPOV-FOREMAN
AND NOW THE STORY...
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BPOV
"Come ON, Nessie you'll be late for your first day of High School" I called to her, over the years her nickname had rubbed off on me and that's what everyone calls her now. We were living in New York. The pollution and rain and clouds there is enough from keepong us sparkling like a disco ball.
"I don't feel so good" She mumbled into her pillow. I frowned, could half-vampires get sick? I wondered.
"Nessie, it's perfectly fine to be nervous for your first day of school, but you'll see it's not that bad" I told her as I walked into her room and sat down on her bed. "I could call up Jasper for you." I offered.
"I'm not nervous mom, really I'm not, I've been a lot warmer than usual and I've been throwing up a lot and I'm hungry all the time and I can't transmit visions as well as I used to and sometimes I get these awful mood swings and I start crying uncontrollably or I get really mad when nothing happens or I get too happy when there's nothing to be happy about." She said her face still buried in her pillow.
I gently turnes her over and I gasped as I took a look at her face. Her sweaty hair was plastered to her face and her normally rosy pallor was gone and her normally dreamy, chocolate brown eyes were bloodshot. She looked like a vampire.
"I don't feel too good." She repeated and she turned an unnatural shade of green. I fetched the thing that was nearest to me- her garbage can- and held her hair back so she could throw up. After she was done she groaned and put her head back on her pillow and started to cry.
"I'm sorry you had to see that." She said in between sobs. I didn't say anything because she might get a different emotional response and she would get worse. I got her a glass of water and cleaned her garbage can. I got a fresh pillow because the old one was sweaty and put 10 ice packs around her. She calmed down a bit after the pillow and the ice packs but tears were still streaming down her face and a sob erupted from her throat every now and then.
"I feel like crap." She whispered to me. I didn't have the heart to scold her for her use of bad language and instead only held my hand to her face so she would cool down even more. She was just drifting off to sleep when her eyes snapped open and she screamed that she was freezing. Bewildered, I took away the ice packs and my hand. She stopped screaming instantly and instead started laughing like nothing was wrong with the world. She was laughing so hard that tears were streaming down her cheeks. Then she stopped laughing and started to cry like someone had just died and the next moment she was as calm as a lake. I stared at her with confusion, fear and worry on my face.
"Stay here, let me go get Carlisle" I turned on my heel and left the cottage. As I entered the other house I called Carlisle about 5 times before Edward came down the stairs.
"Carlisle's not here" he said as he took me into his arms "he went on a vacation with Esme."
"Where did he go?" I asked him panicking. If I could hyperventilate I would be having an asthma attack.
"He went to Isle Esme" he answered, confused at my reaction "why do you ask?"
I took some deep, calming (not to mention unnecesary) breaths and finally explained all of Nessie's symptoms and how she was crying and laughing and burning and freezing and throwing up. Edward just stayed silent but I didn't need to be Jasper to feel his fear and worry. When I was done explaining a half-naked Jacob barged through the door as if on cue.
"Something's wrong with Nessie?" He asked anxiously, looking at me and at Edward. I nodded silently.
"I should go see her." No sooner were the words out of his mouth that he was out the door and rushing towards the cottage. Silently, Edward picked up his small silver phone and dialed a number I knew well... Carlisle's.
Well. there's the first chapter! I know it sucks but just review so you can tell me what I did wrong!!!