A/N: Have fun with this story!

CARLISLE

I think it had already happened when I looked up from my deer.

Because I saw, across from me, somebody's familiar blonde head bent over another deer.

Edward, who was hunting with me, did not have blonde hair.

And besides, it was Carlisle's face which looked up at me, feeling my gaze on him.

I was staring at me.

What the heck? I heard, and at the same time, "Carlisle?" said Carlisle.

"Edward?" I said, and it was in Edward's voice. My eyes widened.

How did this happen?

"I dunno," I muttered.

Carlisle – or Edward, as me – stared at me. "You heard that?"

I nodded. "I guess with your body comes your power."

Carlisle grinned at me. Wow, but that was weird. He said, in my voice, "I don't feel suddenly compassionate…"

I sighed. The fun was already wearing off for me. I had to figure out what had happened, how, and how we were going to change back.

"That was such a Carlisle expression on my face," Edward said. Party pooper.

"This is not a party."

Stop - "Stop reading my mind!" Edward protested.

"I can't help it, you should know that," I snapped.

"Calm down," he said. You're not usually so impatient.

"I'm not usually seventeen."

He scowled.

"Stop scowling!" It looked weird.

"It's not like you'll get wrinkles." He rolled his eyes.

"Stop that!"

"Hey, I don't whine that often, Carlisle!"

I took a deep breath. "Alright. Let's go."

One thing that was not fun about this was not being the fastest.

"Sucker," I heard from under his/my breath. (God, this was confusing.)

Shut up, I thought. Evidently, Carlisle was taking advantage of this opportunity to be childish.

Muttering evil thoughts, I somehow managed to stumble over a root, bringing a whole tree down behind me.

"Edward!" Carlisle protested in my voice.

I wondered how ridiculous Dr Carlisle Cullen - the new me - had looked, and sniggered.

Carlisle chose to ignore me this time.

"Carlisle!" Esme called, smiling as she came out to meet Edward. "Had a good hunt? It was pretty quick."

I waited for Edward to explain.

"Very fast, yes," he agreed, and hugged Esme to him.

And smirked at me from over her head.

Nah nah nah nah nah.

"Edward!" I snarled.

Esme eyed me oddly. "Edward?"

Edward chortled.

"Carlisle," I corrected, lowering into a growl. "Get your –"

I stopped. What would that seem like to Esme?

"Hey." Bella smiled shyly at me from the doorway of the house. I could hear her heart race when I smiled automatically back at her.

I turned slowly to Edward, whose arms were around my wife still, and returned his smirk.

Two could play at this game.

"Bella," I said, smiling, and approached her.

"Carlisle!" Edward warned.

Both Bella and Esme stared at him. He scowled at me. "Uh – Edward!"

"I think Carlisle's having some stress issues," I explained to Esme. "Maybe we should leave you guys alone."

"Yes, that's a good idea," Esme said, turning to frown at Edward. "He is acting oddly."

Edward glowered at me as I left, arm around Bella.

"So were you," Bella whispered to me as we went upstairs.

The nerve! The NERVE of him!

I listened angrily to the sound of their footsteps going up the stairs, across the hall, and into MY room.

"Did you and Edward fight?" Esme asked, softly.

"Me and Edward?" I asked, blankly. And then remembered again, with a snap. Oh, this was gonna take some getting used to. "Oh! Um...not exactly."

"What's the problem, sweetheart?"

"Oh, it's Bella," I moaned, giving up. Stupid game. Stupid body swap. Stupid. "I can't handle it any longer. I just want to be with her."

There was a silence; Esme regarded me, shocked. "What?"

Damn. Maybe I should have explained the situation first. God, what had that sounded like...

...oh. A good plan.

I smirked, and thought, hoping Carlisle was listening, I got a new game plan, pal. You better fess up first.

So, I had exactly no idea what to do once we'd got to my room.

I tried smiling at her, and she smiled back almost reflexively. Her heartrate shot up again.

This must be so gratifying to Edward all the time, I thought scathingly, and then regretted it. No, my son was not like that.

"So," I said.

"So," she said, smiling prettily and looking all embarrassed. "What we talked about..."

Oh, Jesus, what had 'we' talked about?

"...are we still fine?" she finished, shyly.

"Oh," I said, in alarm. Well, Edward had to be fine with whatever she said, right? And I couldn't risk screwing anything up..."Yeah. Absolutely."

Her smile widened and she flushed slightly, looking nervous and happy as she walked up to me.

"Edward," she whispered, and began to pull me down to her...

OH GOD, NO!

"Ummmmm," I said, leaning away from my son's soulmate at the last moment. She looked crestfallen, hurt, mortified. "I don't think I can..." I wracked my brains for an excuse.

Bella swallowed and grew redder. Aha.

"I don't think I could put up with how good you smell," I amended, with what I thought would be a loving, reassuring smile. Well, it wasn't my face.

"Oh, Edward," Bella cried, happily, and throwing her arms around my neck kissed me squarely on the mouth.

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