Chapter 1: Meeting Them
Beatrix's POV
Bella was in the hospital…again. She was always getting hurt, but then again that was my sister. She would've never made it in the military. That's where I am. Yup, Sergeant Beatrix Swan, United States Army. And I'm only 19.
I walked into the hospital with my uniform on. I walked over to the desk and instantly got some looks from people. Only because of my uniform.
"Excuse me," I said, "I'm looking for Miss Isabella Swan. She was checked in last night."
"Of course ma'am," the old woman smiled and started tapping on the keys. "She's in room 309 on the 4th floor." She pointed over to an elevator.
"Thank you."
"And thank you for your service to our country."
"It's no problem ma'am." I made my way to the elevator with a smile on my face. I always liked it when people said thank you. It actually meant that people cared about us soldiers.
I got out on the 4th floor and saw the hall real crowded. There was Charlie, Renee and Phil. Then there was six people who deathly pale with topaz eyes. One was at least 6' with a burly figure and dark, curly hair. Sitting next to him was a woman with blond that could be a model. Next her was a woman with caramel hair, who gave off a motherly vibe. Then there was a man with platinum blond hair. And finaly there was a man with honey blond hair. He was tall and lean, yet he had this aura about him. Like he had seen to much. I know the feeling. I served in Iraq for a year at age 18. Just a few months after I entered the army at age 17. He instantly sucked in a breath as I walked by.
"Hey guys," I said, taking off my hat.
"Beatrix," Renee said. She wrapped me in a loving hug and pulled away. Phil and Charlie did the same.
"How is she?" I asked.
"Fairly well." I nodded and walked in. Sitting in one of the chairs was a guy who was also deathly pale with topaz eyes. He had bronze hair and was giving me the evil eye. I immediately walked over to her bed and took a look at her charts. She had a broken leg and beaten up wrist.
"Excuse me." I turned around to see the bronze haired man standing in front of me.
"Yes?"
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
"I'm Edward Cullen, Bella's boyfriend. Who are you?"
"Sergeant Beatrix Swan, Bella's sister."
"Army?"
"Yes. Did you do this to her?"
"No. I could never hurt her."
"Well," I put her chart down and stood to face him. He didn't intimidate me one bit, "If you're lying to me. Then I might have to pull some BMT on you. Clear?"
"BMT?"
"Basic Military Training." I walked out the door and sat next to Renee.
"You're Beatrix, right?" The with platinum blond hair asked as he walked up to me.
"Yes. And you are?"
"Carlisle. Carlisle Cullen. I'm Edward's father."
"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Cullen."
"Dr. Cullen. And it's a pleasure to meet you Miss Swan."
"Sergeant Swan." I shook his hand.
"You look fairly young."
"I graduated early and went into the army at 17. I'm 19."
"Very decorated." He motioned to my uniform. I nodded.
"I got these from Iraq."
"How old were you when you went?"
"18. I've been back a few months." He nodded.
"Let me introduce you to my family." I nodded and followed him.
"This Emmett," he pointed to the burly one, "his girlfriend Rosalie," the girl that probably is a model, "My wife, Esme," the one with the motherly vibe, "And Jasper," the one that had seen to much.
"Nice to meet you all. I'm Beatrix, Bella's sister."
"You're in the military," Emmett said.
"Yes. I'm a sergeant in the Army." They all nodded.
"Bella talks about you sometimes," Rosalie said. I nodded and looked at my iPhone. 7:00 pm. I walked over to Renee and said, "I'm gonna head to my hotel. I'll be back later." She nodded and I walked out. Jasper's eyes burning circles into my back.