Synopsis: Emmett makes a discovery on his way home from hunting. Will they keep her? Can they? Slight twist at the end.
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Thanks: To Betsy, my inspiration and the reason this story was written. I never would have thought I had it in me.
Thanks: To PTB for helping me write better and hopefully make sense.
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Disclaimer: I am nowhere near as talented as Stephenie Meyer, I just take her characters out to play. No copyright infringement intended.
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Emmett's Little Girl
Chapter One. Discovery.
I don't remember much about my life before the accident.
My mom and dad said we were going to visit relatives in Washington State, and we had been driving for hours. I remember getting a little loud and being hushed by mom, but I was feeling hungry. It seemed like forever since I'd had anything to eat, and now I needed to pee. I tried telling Mom and Dad, but they were getting cross with me. It was an unusually hot and sunny day, and my window was down. Dad turned round to tell me to be quiet, and Mom screamed "lookout!"
Then the whole world went crazy.
I remember some bumps and jolts, and then I was flying, before everything went black. My head hurt like hell, and when I opened my eyes the world was still black, except now that was because it was night. I tried to move, and my leg hurt so much that I yelped in pain.
That was when I met Emmett for the first time.
"Whoa man, I nearly stepped on you. Aaww hey there, you're not much more than a baby. Pretty little thing too!"
Two strong arms gently picked me up, and I gave a little moan as he cradled me to his chest.
"What are you doing out here by yourself? Oh, hey I don't like the look of that leg, I think it's broken. Well, don't you worry sweet thing, I'll take you home to my dad, he's a doctor, I'm sure he can fix you up."
The big hard arms around me were very gentle, but I got the impression we were moving fairly fast as my hair was blowing, a bit like it had in the car. In no time at all we were entering a house, and I was glad my head was buried in Emmett's chest, protecting my ears from his booming voice.
"Carlisle, hey dad! Look what I found! Can you fix her up? I think her leg's broken."
"Let me see, Emmett." That was the most soothing voice I had ever heard. Cold gentle fingers began feeling all over my body, until they got to my leg, when I let out a scream. "You're right son, it's broken, fetch my bag and we'll do what we can for her."
Suddenly there seemed to be people everywhere.
"I'll get the bag Emm, you've got your hands full."
"She's so sweet."
"Where's she come from?"
"Why did you bring her here?"
"Hey Emmett, Rosalie not enough for you?"
"Poor thing, she's confused and hurting."
The whole time Emmett nursed me and I felt safe.
"It's alright baby, but we gotta fix that leg. Jasper can you help?"
"Okay, I'll try" I think I kind of dozed as they bandaged my leg.
I could only pick Emmett's voice out of the chaos. "Will she be okay, Carlisle? Esme, can we keep her? We haven't had a pet since Bella changed."
"Really Emmett! It's a good thing Edward and Bella are still out hunting, I don't think they'd apprecia..."
"But can we keep her? Please!"
"Tell me exactly where you found her, and I'll make some discreet enquiries." There was that soothing voice again, "but I'm not promising anything Emmett, chances are she has a family out there looking for her."
Carlisle's POV
I had set her leg and checked her over, and I found myself promising to find out more. I knew there was very little chance we'd ever keep her, but Emmett had become attached to her already, and once Emmett formed an attachment, it was generally for life. I was snapped out of my reverie by Esme.
"I'll go and find some blankets, poor little thing must be cold." Esme, always so caring.
"Hold on a sec and I'll come with you," I told her.
I turned to Rosalie. "Please go and find Edward and Bella, Bella's coping well these days, but it's only fair to warn them. Alice, Jasper, Esme and I will join you shortly to hunt."
I quickly scribbled on a piece of paper. "Alice could you please go to the all night store and buy this?" I asked, handing her the slip of paper.
I took Esme's elbow and steered her out of the room. "What are we going to do Esme? I've never seen him like this, what if she doesn't make it?"
"Carlisle, it'll be alright. Why don't you call the hospital, have a little chat. I'll just fetch those blankets."
I didn't need Jasper, to feel the tension in the house, so I slipped outside to clear my head. I took a deep breath and calmed my thoughts. Bill's working nights. Great, I called the hospital.
"Bill, hi."..."Yes."..."Oh you know me."..."I know, I know, get a life." If he only knew. "Really?"..."Just checking in before I go to bed, do you want me to come in a bit early?"..."Okay, see you at five."
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AN: Well, what do you think? Do you like this idea? Send me your thoughts - I'm not Edward, I can't read your mind. Chapter two will be up soon!
