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Wide green eyes looked up at the me curiously. "Hello there Edward. How are you today?" I asked cheerfully. The three year-old tilted his head to the side and continued to stare at me. "And hello to you too Mrs. Mason."

Elizabeth Mason smiled warmly. "Hello Dr. Cullen. I hope we aren't causing any trouble, it's just Edward hasn't been acting like himself lately. I know I'm probably just worrying for no reason, but I thought it would be better to bring him in and make sure." I tried to hide my smile as she continued rambling. "It's fine ma'am, no trouble at all. I would rather see if something is wrong with him now than have you bring him in when he is worse."

Elizabeth let out a breath I don't think she knew she was holding. "Thank you Dr. Cullen."

"Not a problem." I turned my attention back to the bronze-haired toddler in front of me. "Ok Edward, I'm going to listen to your breathing in a minute. I'm going to need you to take a few big breaths for me, ok?" All I got was a blank stare. "Edward, you can do that for Dr. Cullen can't you?" Elizabeth asked him gently. He turned to her as if it was the first time he noticed her in the room. I tried to warm my stethoscope as Mrs. Mason continued talking to her son. Edward looked back up at me. "Ya." garbled.

Even at three, Edward had a hard time speaking. He had no problems understanding what was said to him but he just couldn't, or wouldn't, speak. I remember all the countless times I had to assure Elizabeth that there was nothing wrong with him, he just liked listening better.

He stretched out his hand for my stethoscope, putting it to his chest and taking long exaggerated breathes. Laughing softly I patted him on the head. "Yes Edward, just like that." Continuing with the check up, I couldn't help noticing Elizabeth wasn't looking her best either.

"Elizabeth, how have you been doing? I know these last few months have been very hard."

"Oh, I'm, well honestly I've been better. Waking up every morning without him its…" A small sob escaped her. "Its excruciating." Edward looked at his mother with sad eyes, and she quickly dried hers. "But I still have my baby, right sweetheart?" Smiling, Edward nodded, pointed to himself and chirped, "Mommy's." We laughed. "Yes sweetheart, you're Mommy's." She said kissing his head.

"Well, I can't find anything wrong with him. Has he been sleeping alright?" Elizabeth thought a minute and shook her head. "No, he wakes up in the middle of the night most nights. He doesn't cry or act like he's had a nightmare, he just sits. Sometimes in his room sometimes in mine. I've found him in Ed's study a few time." I nodded. Looking at the little boy in front of me I saw sadness seeping into those beautiful green eyes.

"That may be the problem, that he's not getting enough rest and its effecting him. If it gets any worse I'll try to see if I can get something to help him sleep, but I really don't want to have to give him any medication at such a young age." Edward wrinkled his nose. "What's wrong little man?" I asked, wondering what caused the unhappy look on his face. "Me more sweep?" I nodded, smiling at his baby talk. "No!" He shook his head furiously. "Why not Edward?" He sat their for a little while trying to figure out how to say what he wanted. "More sweep, bad. More sweep mean nap." His pink lips formed into a pout. "No wike naps." He quickly shoved his little thumb into his b=moth and began sucking furiously.

Elizabeth smiled at me, while I tried to stifle a laugh. "Well, get lots of sleep at bed time and there won't be any extra napping, ok?" He thought for a moment, then nodded, thumb still in mouth. I gently lifted from my examination table onto the floor. "You be a good boy for you mother, and hopefully the next time I see you it will be out of the hospital." Edward grinned one of his breath taking smiles as he nodded his head. I turned to Elizabeth. "Just make sure he gets plenty of rest in the next few weeks and he will be his old self again."

"Yes, of course Dr. Cullen." She took Edward's hand and turned to leave. "And, Elizabeth. Try getting some sleep yourself." She smiled. "Thank you Dr. Cullen."

"Bye Dr. 'ullen." Edward waved cheerily and I returned the jester. And with that mother and son left the building.

So it probably really sucked.

Let me know if its worth continuing or not please.