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Chapter 9: Double Trouble

Before the Ambulances came, Dr. Cullen had managed to suck out all the venom from Bella’s body, and Hermione fixed most of her bones. The only bones she didn’t get were her ankles and toes. Bella was still unconscious, and Edward was seriously upset. ‘If only that vampire was still alive …’ he thought. ‘I’d kill her! If she dies, I’m going to the Volturi if we don’t get to change her in time.’

The ambulances came. The first one bore Renée and her husband, Phil. The second one bore Mr. and Mrs. Granger. Another bore Charlie and Angela Webber, a family friend. The fourth held Mike Newton and his Mom. The fifth bore Bella and Harry. They went to Saint-Mango’s Hospital for shock and magic attacks. Many police cars came to examine the fire and the church (which was burned down) for any hints of where the fire started, and what caused it to catch fire. Everyone else traveled in an ambulance with all the catatonic, broken, and ill. Immediately, the first four ambulances went to the Memory Modification lot, but first they had to get them out of shock, and let them tell their stories, then modify their memory, and put in another, false memory. The fifth went to Magi maladies lot, to be sure that all venom left Bella’s body, and to see what was causing Harry to throw up blood.

Bella was rushed into surgery, and Edward watched as his father cut open Bella and fixed some of the deep cuts, and a sprained muscle, her ankles and toes. An hour later, she was out of the OR and in the ICU until she woke up. Harry was getting some blood tests done to see if there were any blood problems. Then all the sudden, it hit Edward what Harry had. He had diabetes! ‘That’s why the blood was an odd smell,’ he thought. ‘It’s because I’ve never smelt diabetic blood, or blood with low blood sugar.’ Then Harry came out of the blood taker’s room (as Edward called it) looking pale. Edward quickly came over to Harry and said, “I finally know what’s causing you to, uh … well you know what I mean. Your blood sugar’s low. Watch. In a few minutes time, the nurse will come and say exactly what I said. You’re probably going to go into Magi-surgery to fix your pancreas. It has to do with that spell that that white-haired slime ball cast at you the day before.”
“Really? Well … hey! How did you know about that duel? I cast a spell so then no …” said Harry.
“… Muggle could see. But I’m no Muggle, remember? I’m a vampire.” Said Edward. Harry just stared.
“I don’t drink human blood, magical or not. I just drink animal blood. My favorite’s mountain lion,” Edward said.
“Mr. Potter, your blood test results,” said an old magical nurse. “You’ll need surgery to fix your pancreas. That’s what’s causing all your troubles, and it even explains your answers on that questionnaire I gave you.”
“Okay. When’s the surgery?” asked Harry.
“Immediately. If we don’t do anything, you’ll get Diabetes.” Replied the nurse.
“Okay, show me the room, and I’ll do whatever you ask me,” said Harry.

Once Harry and the Nurse left, Edward saw Harry’s wife, and his best friends.
“Harry’s in the OR, getting his pancreas fixed. He’ll be out in 10 minutes or so,” said Edward.
“Oh, thank God! I thought it was a magical malady!” exclaimed Ginny.
“No wonder his stomach hasn’t been good lately …” began Ron.
“He’s been stressing over the wedding …” continued Hermione.
“Causing him not to eat right,” concluded Neville and Luna.

Then Alice came over to see Edward, and she thought of what she had just seen in her vision.

***ALICE’S VISION***

In a hospital room, Bella was stirring, groaning now and then with the pain that still lingered in her body.
“Edward”, she whispered. “Why does my stomach hurt?’
Bella groaned and coughed up blood then screamed in pain.


***END OF ALICE’S VISION***
Edward looked scared and surprised. “How long ago was this vision?” he asked.
“Just now. I told Carlisle to get her to a normal hospital immediately. St-Mango’s is a magical hospital, and Harry has to get checked-up Muggle style, so the two of them are going there now. Bella will wake up in 20 minutes. Jake and Harry’s friends are going to the Muggle hospital with them. Their ambulance leaves in a minute, so you better get on it. Carlisle is with them too. I’ll see you later,” said Alice.

Edward said, “Well, we’ve got an ambulance to catch, so let’s go!”
Together they waited for Harry to get transported to the ambulance. When he came out, he said, “I have to go to a Muggle hospital for a check-up.”
“We’re going with you. Carlisle’ll be sure that you and Bella are under his care, even if he has to share the case,” said Edward.
Together, they went over to the ambulance area. They went to another hospital nearby.

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Dr. Gregory House was by the ambulance section in the hospital. It was his day to do check-ups in the hospital, and heard that some boy was coming for a check-up, along with an injured girl. He waited patiently, and while he did, he took one of his ‘precious’ Vicodin pills for his leg. Then the ambulance came. The raven-haired man walked out of the ambulance; behind him were almost all the people with him on that Trans-Atlantic flight. After them was a gurney, with a pale young woman, unconscious, with two handsome men, and an extremely tall native. They went in, and the handsome blond walked up to House, and said, “Hello. I’m Dr. Carlisle Cullen, from Forks. You must be Gregory House. The raven-haired man, name’s Harry, by the way, need’s a check-up, and the young woman on the gurney is my new daughter-in-law, and I need her in a room.”

“Okay, take her to an ER, I’ll take Harry to a check-up room,” said House.
Harry followed House to a check-up room, with Harry’s friends following, and Bella, still unconscious, was wheeled to an ER, followed by Carlisle, his son, and the tall native guy.

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“So, Harry … Potter,” said House, looking at Harry’s medical file. “You’ve been hospitalized many times, involving broken wrists; arms, sprained ankle, shock, and a fractured skull are mentioned. Which hospital did you go to between the ages of 11 and 16? It doesn’t mention,” he said.
“At school, there’s an infirmary, and that’s where I got my treatment. The nurse there is a trained doctor, and has been working there since an old friend,” Harry said, then smiled at the memory, “first began going there. The old friend was my Godfather, and he was in the same year as my dad and his friends,” finished Harry.

Harry’s check-up was going very well. His 10 minute operation fixed his pancreas. Then suddenly, he didn’t feel well. ‘It could be because I didn’t sleep well last night’. Harry didn’t mention it to the doctor. He left the check-up room, and walked straight into ……

Malfoy.

“Well, well, it’s Saint-Potter,” said Malfoy. “I have another bone to pick with you. Thanks for giving me Dysentery/Dyspepsia*. It earned me a trip to a Muggle hospital,” he sneered. “When my father hears about this …” he began, but Hermione butted in.
“Stop being such duress, Malfoy. It’s stupid, and it’s worthless. So close your mouth. We don’t need your ‘I’m a Pure-Blood, and I’m superior’ act around us,” said Hermione.

“Well, seeing as I can’t say that, seeing as you say, it’s duress,” said Malfoy. “I can tell you that Saint-Potter will be extremely sick soon.”
“Well, Malfoy,” shot Harry. “Your butt will be extremely sore after this; I can guarantee that, you ferret. So stop being a dastard, and go back to your girlfriend in England,” Harry finished.

Malfoy ran quickly into the nearest bathroom.

“Wow, Harry! That was good! But what’s dastard? I’ve never heard of that word,” said Ginny.
“Dastard means a contemptible, sneaking coward in the Canadian- English language,” said Hermione automatically.
“So what illness does Malfoy have then?” asked Harry.
“According to him, he has, in plain English, *an infection in his intestine, with severe diarrhea, and indigestion,” replied Luna.

All the sudden, Harry turned pale. “I think Malfoy was right when he said I was going to be extremely sick soon,” said Harry weakly. Then he ran into the nearest bathroom, as fast as he could. They all looked at each other, surprised. Then they ran after Harry into the unisex bathroom he ran into. When they entered, they heard violent retching, and farting. They guessed that Malfoy had indigestion, so they went into the second stall, and they found Harry, violently sick, with blood in the toilet.

“Get Cullen, now,” he said. “I can’t move, my stomach hurts too much.” He leaned back towards the toilet as everyone but Ginny ran to find either Edward or Carlisle. Ginny just stayed with her husband. She was right next to him, holding his hand as he cried through his reeling. Then two people entered with Harry’s friends. Edward and Carlisle were together when Harry’s friends ran into them. They explained that Harry was extremely sick, and that his wife, Ginny had stayed with him, in case if something bad happened. They ran to the unisex bathroom, and Carlisle assessed him. Edward went to get a spare trashcan, and explained that someone was violently sick in a stall, and another person had terrible indigestion in another stall in the same bathroom. Edward ran back in as Carlisle asked his last questions.
“Can you walk?” asked Dr. Cullen.
“No, my stomach hurts,” whispered Harry, and then he vomited in the toilet.
“Where does it hurt? Put my hand where it hurts,” said the doctor.
Harry grabbed his hand and put it gently against the lower right side of his stomach.
“Edward, go and get an OR booked, and notify House that he’s sick with appendicitis. Ask for Dr. Cameron to assist me in his operation,” said Carlisle. Edward nodded, and ran out of the bathroom to find both Dr.’s Cameron and House.

Edward went immediately to House’s office, where he saw that Dr.’s Cuddy, Cameron, and House. Edward knocked on the door, made an ‘it’s a life-or-death situation’ face, and entered.

“House, Cameron, Cuddy,” said Edward. I’m Carlisle’s son. Two patients are in the unisex bathroom by the check-up area, one has indigestion, and the other is coughing up blood. Harry, Potter, who Dr. House checked-up earlier, is terribly ill, with appendicitis, according to Dad, he demands that Dr. Cameron assists him in the surgery, and asks Dr. House to come to Bella when she wakes up,” said Edward.

“Cuddy, we’ll continue this later,” said House. “Cameron, go get that spare OR. Cullen will meet you in there soon, with the patient. What’s your name?” he demanded Edward.

“I’m Edward Cullen,” he said. Lead me to that bathroom, and after, show me where your wife is,” said House.

Edward led House to the bathroom.

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Meanwhile in the bathroom, Carlisle prepared Harry to be moved. Ron held the trashcan, just in case Harry had to hurl again. Ginny was next to Harry, holding his hand.

Edward burst in with House right behind him. Malfoy walked out of his stall, and House brought him to Cuddy, who had followed without their knowledge. Cuddy was forced to bring Malfoy to a hospital room. House re-entered into the room, and Carlisle lifted up Harry with no problems. Ron was on Harry’s left, and Ginny was on his right.

“Your OR is ready, Cullen,” said House. “And Cameron’s in there, as you asked. Go quickly.”

Together, they all went to the OR section. Carlisle placed him onto the operating table. Luckily, Harry didn’t need to hurl on his way there. Carlisle gave Harry some Morphine, and he passed out. Ginny and the others went to the viewing area in the next room. Ginny was sobbing into Ron’s shirt, Hermione and Luna were consoling her, and Neville just hugged them all.

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