the Cullen's (Alice mainly) wanted to throw you a birthday party. It was nice. Quaint. At their beautiful home with gifts. Your boyfriend, Edward, smiled at your side. But...you got a paper cut ...and jasper attacked. To keep you from getting hurt Edward pushed you back and didn't realize he pushed you to far. You hit glass and it shattered. Your blood was cut open deeply, blood pouring down your arm. Edward looked at you, guilty all over his face but he said and did nothing. Carlisle rushed over and examined your arm. His cold fingers gently touched the flesh.

Carlisle carefully pulled each piece of glass as gently as he could from your arm with a metal tool. He worked quietly, holding your arm with gentle ease. He was a doctor after all. "I never wanted to have a party" you talk, trying to take your mind off of the pain Carlisle smiled softly '"It's not your fault." He set down the tool , still holding your arm. Jasper hasn't been away from human blood as long as the rest of us." "How do you do it..?" He grabbed a needle from the table you were sitting on. "Years and years of practice." His voice was calm, smooth. "You didn't even choose it...that must have been really hard." "Like everything else in life...I just had to decide what to do with what I was given." He began to stitch the cut. "Did you ever think of ...just doing it the easy way?" You looked up at him. It was hard not to be intrigued at the least. "No. I knew who I wanted to be. I wanted to help people. It brings me happiness." He smiled and met your eyes. "Even if I am damned regardless." "Damned?" You furrowed your brows as he finished the stitching "Like hell?" He met your eyes, his face unreadable before flicking his gaze to the wound on your arm. "Carlisle you couldn't be damned..." How could he say it...despite what he was...he couldn't be. "Thank you {{user}}, you've always been very....gracious....about us."