Chapter 1

Reconnecting

Twenty years.

For the past twenty years, I've been living.

Falling in love, losing, then falling in love again.

Losing once more,

Gaining more,

Losing everything I knew,

Gaining some back.

I,

was in control now.

College was breeze in this state; A breath I could consume without the ache in my throat wanting to combust my body in whole. Each book would have sunken into the depths of my memory within a matter of minutes – Each concept, forming with ease. I never lacked the time, either. With restless hours for reading, studying, practicing, I was University of Alaska's top student. With nothing to distract me; Family, friends, love, I found life peacefully in the rural spread of Alaska. My tiny apartment over-cluttered with books ranging with biology to anatomy.

Finally, I had gotten the official 'okay' on my newest work place; Greene Hospital. Just a thirty minute ride from University of Alaska, I was grateful to stay in the area. Everything was perfect here; Small enough so no one knew who I was, and the perfect area for hunting.

My golden eyes were bright today as I gazed into my reflection, fresh from my recent hunt – I needed to stay on top of it in order to maintain a healthy relationship with the newest patients. My newest department would be trauma, working with the most unstable patient's in the field. I knew I had the control to do it, yet I worried. The girl in the mirror read all my worries; Yet, it gave me the confidence to find the truth. Straightening my back from my hunched form over the bathroom counter, I placed my hair with the final pin – Oh, everyone would be proud to see me now.

My body had curved over the last couple decades; I was certain the vampirism had much to do with it. I had decided on slim slacks and a maroon button down; which had the first three buttons undone, exposing the small cleavage that expressed my breast. My sexuality was reformed; I was no longer the weak girl that everyone knew, I lacked the lamb appeal that everyone would have labelled me in my past life. I was lion; Prepared to strike for every needing moment.

I toed into my Louiboutin's, the red bottom was always a crowd pleaser for most – Especially me. The way I looked now was my prime, my peek of discovering this was me. This was the girl I was destined to be. The vampire with the sexual prowess of a lion. Yet; Even I laughed at this, a small chuckle releasing from my lips. I had not even experienced sex in this life to claim such a title – But here I was, the queen of sex on legs.

Snatching the keys from my kitchen table as well as my purse and lab coat from the hooks, I bolted to my driveway. The seclusion of my condo met perfectly with me; No one saw me doing my morning rituals, and no one saw me coming home a ravaged mess from the hunts. Pressing the starting button on my keys, my white Mercedes purred with eagerness. Fresh from the car wash, she looked stunning in the vast arena of snow around us – Blending in so well except for her black accents.

I practically dove into her, spilling myself into the driver seat and sighing contently. My body fit perfectly into the leather seats, and my hands fit perfectly under the ridges of the wheel. I missed my beauty of a car – And I zoomed into reverse and sped off. Her power was unmatched as well; Weaving her way into the streets, intersections, and passed the townships that I'd pass along on the drive. The wood work that made Alaska, Alaska, would be my home for years to come.

- o -

The hospital was more small than I had expected; But, even I knew that was a good thing. Though bustling with people from many cities, considering the rural of Alaska was so sprawled – Hospitals were limited. I shrugged into my white lab coat, my name insignia written on my left breast pocket with the logo of Greene stamped beside it. I found myself beaming a sultry smile once I made my way into the back space of my new, second home.

I was greeted by numerous people – Mostly men – whom would tell me welcome, then disappear with my name on their tongue. People truly lacked the judgement of character, and the need for less workplace rumors. But humans, would be humans. The way they'd gaze at me; They knew I was destined to be their evening slut – Yet, it created a small chuckle from my lips. I was designed to kill them, that was the dramatic irony of these people.

"Dr. Swan!" A familiar voice peaked my attention, causing my gradually turn. A smile would begin to tug at my lips as I realized whom it was; Ashley. She was a Registered Nurse here whom had helped much during my 'transition' here. "It's so nice to see you, do you need a run down on your schedule? Did you find your office okay?"

I could see the submissive action within her blue eyes and cherry cheeks – Even she knew better than to fuck with me. But, I gave her a gentle smile, seeing the look dissipate from her eyes, drawing into my sweetness. "I was just heading there now, actually." I began, my finger tips grazing the hemline of my pockets before sliding there way in. "Care to join me? I would enjoy a run down on the schedule along the way.". Ashley took keen to it, rushing beside me as she pulled out my name on her blue tablet. It was almost insane how much the medical field had advanced. She began her humane ramble, explaining each patient that was already docked in and any events today that would take place. A biking marathon would, she explained. The known accidents within them would often bring them here, some for check ups, others for surgery.

As I finally arrived at my office, I gave Ashley the right to leave so I may gather my notes then make my way onto the floor. She scrambled off; A master giving orders. It almost seemed cruel, but what was I to do? Opening my office door, I sighed. The walls and desk laid bear except for the necessities; A medical dictionary, an Apple Computer, a printer, and a few other things. My mind ran with eager anticipation. My first day on the job – Not exactly, - and I was standing in my own office.

My mind was only interrupted by the soft knock upon my door. Already? I thought to myself, but announced for them to enter. Not yet facing the door, I peered out the window of my office, which looked down into the patient's court yard. "Yes?" I spoke curtly, but with a delicate tone. The way my fingers would extend with each pronunciation until curling back into a small ball.

"Ms. Dwyer, I had yet to introduce myself." A voice, which I had heard in decades, began to fill my office. It startled me, a quivering breath intake as I whipped around to see who it was; And their face met their voice.

Carlisle.

"Carlisle?" My brows furrowed as I met his golden eyes; He hadn't changed a bit, as I had expected. But, it was the reopening of old wounds. Wounds I was sure I had buried into a past life – Or thought I did.

His eyes showed his own shock, his mouth hanging agape but then recomposing himself. "Isabella Swan," He spoke with a smile – Knowledge of something I had yet to discover. "How nice it is to see you again."