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Edward is coming with Carlisle on housecalls today, after only a minor amount of cajoling on Carlisle's part and some half-assed speech about how observations are a vital part of practical application of learning medical theory.

Or Carlisle just wanted to drive around with Edward again.

Regardless, they are pulling up to the ranch house that holds his first patient inside - a young mother, whose husband is in the city nearby during the week for work.
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Carlisle is starting to see patients tomorrow morning.

Which means:

Edward, are you coming or what?

The both of them have places to be.
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I imagine I am very politely driving Edward insane.

My eyes are still different; the minimal interaction I have had with others has been curtailed and stiff. I do a lot of writing and hunting now, and feel more...inhuman, than I have in some time.

Edward does what he can. I am grateful to him here, now, always. We are in Minnesota for no reason I can adequately discern - but it is somewhere different, Edward says, and I did promise him travel. He has a wandering soul sometimes. This may be good for him - I am unsure.

Regardless, I am here in the apartment we have rent by week and Edward is elsewhere.

I am bored.

- C.C.


Carlisle to all comers would appear asleep - sprawled across a low couch belly-down and eyes shut.
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Carlisle Cullen is not the only vampire who can control himself when there is a greater purpose to be served. He even waits patiently in the chairs of the hallway outside Dr. Franklin Connell's office, eyes cast to the ground and counting the grains of the grout between the tiles of the floor to remain as inconspicuous as possible.

He doesn't bother to hide his red eyes from Dr. Connell when the man returns to his office to find him waiting. The doctor ushers the visitor to come into the office, shut the door behind them both and tries not to visibly startle at the irises that make the visitor even more pale, ominous.

"Hello there, Dr. Connell," the visitor offers politely with a tiny hint of a smile. Might as well put the man at ease.

"I understand you have Edward Cullen as a student here."
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It's been one day. Carlisle doesn't need to hunt, thank God - he is already barely keeping it together with the fact that he is missing work, Edward is missing class to stay with him, and Carlisle can't manage to do much of anything on his own.

Right now Edward is playing at his piano and Carlisle is...sitting.

Not doing much.

As is his new position.




Damnit.
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Carlisle and Edward are walking to the hospital. The second semester is starting for Edward and Carlisle will be in surgery most of the day. A new procedure, and challenging - Carlisle has been attempting to minimize his near-obsessive concentration on it for at least a week.

With only minimal amounts of success.

"...and with any luck, I'll be closing by four."
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