***AN: I've been getting a lot of comments like this 'Why doesn't Bella feel awkward with Edward thinking about her like his mom?' Bella doesn't know that Edward thinks of her like that. As far as she and the rest of the girls know, the boys still think of them in a romantic way. The opposite is true for the boys. They think the girls think of themselves as their mothers. So the girls and the boys both have misconceptions about what the other side thinks of them. Hope that cleared things up.***
Edward=7 Jasper & Emmett=8 Carlisle=10
*Two days later*
BPOV
I'm feeling a lot better now. I'm still too sick to really go out. I let out a sad sigh as I looked over at Edward. It killed me that I had-in a way- missed two years of his life. Now he was sick too. I had been constantly trying to keep him with Carlisle or Emmett while I was sick, but when I would wake up-he would be sleeping next to me. I couldn't be mad at him though, he was just worried about me. Now he was sick and I was better. "*COUGH* Bella? Can I have some milk P-Cough-ease?" "Sure sweetie." I walked down to the kitchen. Carlisle and Esme were there making cookies. "Hey Carlisle, Esme." "Morning dear. Carl and I were making some cookies for Edward." "Esme my name is CARLISLE!" We both laughed. "Thanks for the cookies, I'm sure he'll love them." "How is the poor dear anyway?" "Same." She smiled sadly, "Hopefully that medicine will help." Carlisle may be a 10yr old, but he still was a doctor technically. "See you later Esme...Carl." I tried not to laugh at his cherry red face. I grabbed Edward's milk and went back up stares. I found him sitting up in bed staring at the door, he smiled when he saw me. "Bella*COUGH*thanks." He took the milk and drank it eagerly. "Edward, you didn't hear it from me but I think some certain people are making certain you cookies." "Really?" He soulded hopeful. I just shrugged and nodded. "YES." I kissed his head, "Bella!" "It's your fault, you too cute not to kiss." "Ha, *cough*!" Esme and Carlisle came up, "Hey Esme...Carl. What are you doing up here?" 'Carl' glared at me. Edward almost choked on his milk, "Carl?" He burst out laughing. "CARLISLE, CARLISLE, CARLISLE!!!" He roared. "We know, we're just messing with you." Esme had a bowel in her hands. "Edward, Carl and I made you some get well cookies!" 'Carl' glared at her, "ESME! I thought you were on my side!" "sorry love, it's a cute name." Esme sat the cookies in-between Edward and I and led 'Carl' out. As soon as they were gone I heard Emmett outside our room, "Hey CARL!!!" "Emmett, you're dead!" Then Emmett laughing and running. I tried one, "Careful sweetie, they're hot." He bit one, "Mmmm. THANKS FOR THE COOKIES ESME, CARL!!!" He screamed. "CAELISLE!" Was the reply. We both were shaking with laughter. I looked at the clock-1PM. "Time for someone's medicine!" I sang. Edward groaned. "come one sweetie, it'll help you get better, even if it does taste like dirt." I filled a teaspoon with the thick, lumpy, gray syrup. Ugh. He made a puppy face, "Please don't make me take it." "Sorry love." I held the spoon out to him. He sighed and drank it. He almost chocked on it, "Drink some milk, it'll help." He took a few gulps of milk and looked at me. "See that wasn't so bad. Now you're down with it until 3!" He groaned and ate another cookie.
