Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Wish I did, though.
Summary: Every character has a story behind them. Most of them have families. The untold stories of the ones who helped to shape their lives. A series of One-Shots.
Elizabeth Masen
I do not know if Doctor Cullen is truly an Angel, or something else entirely. I do not know how I know, but I do know that he can save my Edward.
The fever has left me weak, and my insistence on caring for my son has made me even more so, but I have strength enough to speak when Doctor Cullen enters on his Rounds.
This earth-bound Angel of Mercy reassures me that he will do all that he can, as I am sure he has said to countless others before me, others who have loved ones struck by the Influenza epidemic.
It is not enough. He will do his human best, as he does with all of those who come under his wonderous care, but it is not enough.
I am a proud woman, but when it comes to my family, I am not above begging. He must save my son! What others cannot do, whatever it is that sets him apart from others, that is what he must do to save my Edward!
Doctor Cullen looks startled, and for a moment I dispair, but then he slowly nods his agreement. I relax in the knowledge that my son will live, will have the chance to attend a collage. He will fall in love and one day marry a wonderful girl who will love, challenge and complete him.
No one can blame me for wanting my son to live, especially so soon after losing my husband to the Influenza Pandemic.
I do not know how Doctor Cullen will accomplish this, but I find that I do not care. Some may say that it sounds like making a pact with the devil, but I cannot believe that. No one as kind and compassionate as Doctor Cullen could ever serve evil. I cannot believe that such a beautiful, caring soul, who makes it his business to save lives, would never deliberately damn them.
I am either the best of mothers, or the very, very worst.
I do not know what Doctor Cullen is, but I know that he will save my son. I see a white light, and hear my husband calling. Forcing my eyes open a last time, I see Doctor Cullen lift my beloved son, and I smile.
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A/N: Just in time for Christmas, too! It's December 25th Down Under, and way too humid for snow, but consider this a Christmas gift. If it is still the 24th where you are, follow my sisters example and read it while everyone else is busy.
Merry Christmas (or whatever you celebrate)!
Nat.
