Ok, so this is my first Fanfic. Please don't be too mean but I don't mind constructive criticism. I had this idea and then I had to write it so… yeah :) Please review so I know if it's any good it would be much appreciated.
So it's 1987 and Carlisle has been called to Forks hospital on an emergency to deliver Renee's baby after a fatal accident but what happens when Edward goes to Forks with Carlisle?... mostly EPOV and BPOV but occasionally Renee or Carlisle POV.
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING. ALL THE GENIUS AND INSPIRATION GOES TO STEPHENIE MEYER.
Chapter 1 – RPOV – What Happened?
"Honey, you need to move!" I heard Charlie call from down the stairs. I took another look and the young, pregnant lady in the mirror. She was glowing. Her smile looked excited but her blue, child-like eyes gave her away. I sighed and tried to force my eyes to look happier. I re-applied my red lipstick and thought about Charlie, my loving husband. Yes, he loved me, but things were getting difficult between us. Charlie is always working and it's hard to stay distracted in such a small town, where even the weather makes me depressed. I'd begged him before to leave with me but I know that's selfish and unfair on him.
"Renee, are you alright?" he asked, coming into to the room, breaking my thought process.
"I'm fine" I lied, with my attempt at a convincing smile. It worked.
"Okay then, let's go" he replied, pulling me through the door and helping me waddle down the stairs.
It's September 13th 1987. I'm eight months pregnant and Charlie and I are heading to Ben and Sophie's leaving party. They are re-locating to California. I'm incredibly jealous, that's my home town and I'd love to move back there.
I hurried out the door and into to the car. It was dreary and drizzling outside but there was not enough rain to soak me but it clung to my dark, shoulder length hair making it damp. Charlie isn't the conversational type so I clicked on the radio and tuned it into my favourite pop station for the hour and a half drive to Port Angeles. We finally arrived at 6:30pm and pulled into the old, familiar pub – it had been here Charlie asked me to be his wife – which had been hired out. I shuffled through the door to be hit with the strong smell of stale beer and liquor. I saw the table of our friends and I suddenly realised that I was excited. Excited to be out and doing something fun for once, I'm so tired and useless just now. I was pulled into hugs and exchanged comments on my pregnancy.
"Gosh, I only saw you a month ago and look at you!" Shelly from the book store commented.
"Oh I know! I still can't believe it. I only have one more month, I'm so excited" I grinned. And I was. The baby had brought me and Charlie closer. For a while.
"But I can't help feeling a little too young." I sounded saddened. I was only 19 after all. My mum always said I was rushing into getting married, I overheard her saying "she's too in love with the idea of love to give him up" with a sigh. And although this pregnancy had been an accident, I would never regret my decision to keep my baby.
"Nonsense, love, you'll be a great mother. It'll come naturally." She smiled. I sure hoped so.
Charlie had gotten me lemonade and I settled into the booth of our friends for a chat. It wasn't likely that I would be going anywhere soon, dancing was too much which made me sad but it was worth it, I loved being pregnant.
It was 8:30pm and I was shattered, so I asked Charlie to take me home. He didn't mind. We ended up spending an extra fifteen minutes saying goodbyes. Our last goodbye was, of course, saved for Ben and Sophie.
"Have an absolutely fabulous time" I grinned
"And don't forget about us all" Charlie added
"Of course we won't" Sophie beamed. How I envied her.
"Remember to let us know how things go" Ben said, motioning his had to my belly.
"We will, pictures every Christmas and stuff" I winked. With that we left.
It was raining heavily now and I huffed at the thought of it. Charlie gave me his oversized - even on me - jacket but even that didn't do anything. By the time we reached the car we were soaked to the bone.
I turned the heat on full blast but even still the car took ten minutes to heat. Although it was only September, some strange people were already getting into the Halloween spirit and a creepy song started playing on the radio, which was strictly background volume for the ride home but that made it worse. A chill crept up my spine and I screwed up my eyes to see through the window. The rain made it hard to see but on this dark, dreary part of the road I could see the silhouettes of the trees dancing, as the wind shook their magnificent green leafs in an angry rage. The cold, yellow moon sat above the forest, watching us as we drove. My breathing hitched when I saw a shadow move quickly through the trees, it looked like a man but there was no way someone could run that fast, I thought, just my imagination.
I quickly changed the radio to something more upbeat and settled out of my stiffened position. I quickly dosed off for another 15 minutes, until I hear a god awful screech. My eyes snapped open but all I could see was then rain hammering on the car window. Panic struck me and I looked over at Charlie. He looked how I felt while he slammed on the breaks, which was no use. We were spiralling out of control and there was no stopping us. We were flung across the road and just missed a speeding car. The car went straight off the road and, driver-side first, into a tree.
I screamed in agony and terror. A sharp pain went directly up my back and through my oversized belly. I gave another blood curdling scream and placed my hand over the side of my stomach.
"Charlie?" I whimpered.
"Baby, I'm here, don't look over just tell me if you can reach your cell?" he answered in a hoarse voice. That worried me, I wanted to look.
"uh hu" I answered his question in a brittle way. Tears filled my eyes and spilled down my face. I took out my phone dialling 911.
"Hello, emergency services, which service would you like today?" the receptionist said in a pleasant way.
"Please help an ambulance. We need an ambulance. We're in a car crash please hurry!" I cried, not sure what else to say. The phone bleeped twice and a man answered.
"Okay now I need to know your location. You need to stay calm miss, alright?"
"Yes. We are on the 101 back to Forks from Port Angeles; I think we've just past Lake Crescent. Please help us, I'm pregnant and I think I'm bleeding!" I screeched. More tears flowed and I heard Charlie gasp at the end of my sentence. I looked at him and screamed. Part of the tree had smashed the window and was going directly into his leg and there was blood running down his face.
"Miss? Miss, are you alright?"
"Yes, please hurry!" I screamed.
"Our people are on the wa-." Shit, my phone! I knew I should have charged it.
My head was thumping and I couldn't see through my tears. When I wiped them from my cheeks I noticed I was bleeding too and then I felt large gash on my forehead. I breathed in a sharp breath that I didn't realise I needed. I was beginning to feel dizzy and my consciousness was slipping away.
"Please talk to my" I whispered... no answer. "Charlie?" I said louder, the alarm clear in my voice. Still no answer. I cried out to him but it was no use. I counted the minutes trying to stay awake. 8 minutes 38... 8 minutes 39... 8 minutes …. I was gone.
Ok, so tell me what you thought please? If I should post more chapters, I think I could go quite far with this story but please let me know :) Thanks kindly.