Chapter 2: Mysterious Girl

Edward was sitting in his car, speeding down the road. "Alice what is going on?" he demanded his sister.

"Just keep driving," she answered as she sat still in her seat.

Glancing at her, he pushed the gas pedal all the way to the floor of the car. They were cutting corners sharp, but never once did the car waver or flip over. "Where am I going?" he demanded.

"Go straight! Just keep driving straight," she answered.

Driving around another corner, Edward kept trying to scan around to find what his sister was looking at. "STOP!" Alice screamed. Hitting the breaks, the car tried to grip the gravel road but it eventually stopped. He saw a young woman lying in the middle of the road.

Getting out of the car, he let out a hiss when the scent of her blood reached his nose. "Is she alive?" Alice asked as he knelt by the girl. He listened for a heartbeat before nodding.

"She's alive," he replied.

Lifting her up into his arms, Edward carried her over to his car, setting her in the backseat of his car before climbing back in. "Hurry, hurry," she insisted. Edward got back into the car, did a u-turn, and sped off back home.

"You saw her in a vision?" he asked.

"Yeah, but I don't know why yet," she replied.

He glanced at the rearview mirror at the bleeding girl in the backseat of his car. "We have to get her to Carlisle," he insisted.

"How? I don't think the airport will let us take an injured girl on the plane," she pointed out.

"No, but I can use my own connections," he replied.

Reaching the house, Edward went to the back of the car and lifted the girl up again. "Alice, get Jasper out of here. You two get on the first plane back to Forks," he instructed.

"What are you going to do?" Alice asked.

"I told you I'll use my own connections to get home," he replied.

Alice nodded before running into the house to get her husband. Edward looked at the girl in his arms, he was not sure how long she would be unconscious, but he had to swallow the urge to drink her blood and carried her inside just as Jasper and Alice left.

Setting her down on the couch, he saw that the skin on her arm had been scraped up. Getting up from the floor he only had enough time to prevent an infection from getting into her arm. Taking the bits of gravel out from her arm, he carefully washed the offending cut and wrapped it up while hitting the speed dial on his phone. "Yes my name is Edward Masen, I would like to have my jet fueled and ready in forty-five minutes," he ordered ash e lifted the unconscious girl in his arms again.

Pulling up at the airport, he saw that his jet was all ready to go. "Mr. Masen sir, your jet is all ready," he informed.

"Thank you," he answered.

He walked into the jet, placing her in one of the chairs, buckling her seatbelt. Sitting in his chair, he pinched the bridge of his nose as he waited for the plane to take off into the air. Once he knew that it was all right, he reached over to the phone next to him, dialing another number. "Carlisle, Alice and Jasper are on their way home, they'll make it before me, but I need you to get another room ready," he informed.

"What's going on Edward?" Carlisle asked.

"I'm not exactly sure," he replied looking over at the unconscious girl.

After arriving in the airport in Seattle, Edward carried the girl off the plane, heading over to the parking garage where his car sat.

Speeding down the road, he continuously kept glancing in his rearview mirror to check to see if the girl would wake up, but she was either unconscious or sleeping now, he was not quite sure. The drive back to Forks felt longer than usual, all he could think about was getting the girl home.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally drove up to his house, spotting Jasper's motorcycle parked in front of the garage. Climbing out of his car, he opened the backdoor to the car, picking the girl up once more. Carrying her inside, the door opened revealing Carlisle. "Edward what's going on?" he demanded as his son carried the girl into the house.

"Alice and I found her in the middle of the road in Italy, is her room ready?" Edward asked.

"Yes," Carlisle replied gesturing to the stairs.

Edward walked over to the staircase when he saw Rosalie standing at the top. "She's human are you insane?" she demanded.

"We couldn't just leave her there," Edward replied climbing the stairs.

"She's a human! What is so important that you're risking the exposure of this family!" she demanded.

"Rosalie, just, shut up," he muttered walking into the extra room.

Placing her limp body on the bed, he brushed a strand of hair from her face, finally getting a good look at her face. She was beautiful; her curly brown hair flowing past her shoulders, her skin was pale, but warm with a slight blush to her cheeks. Her steady heartbeat reached his ears; he could finally smell her blood and his eyes grew dark. Her blood was tempting, amazingly intoxicating to his senses. "Edward," Carlisle called walking into the room. Snapping out of his reverie, he got up from the floor.

"She was hurt when we found her, we weren't sure how much damage has been done," he informed.

The Cullen patriarch rested his hand on Edward's shoulder. "Hunt, I don't want you losing control around her," Carlisle informed. Nodding, he glanced at the girl before leaving the room. Carlisle looked back at the young woman his son had brought home. Walking over he flipped on the doctor switch, checking to see if there was any kind of permanent damage done to her.

"No…please…monster," she whimpered in her sleep.

He hushed her gently, stroking her hair. "You're safe here," he whispered to the human girl. Esme walked into the room, looking between her husband and the girl. "She'll be alright," he informed quietly.

"Did Edward tell you who she is?" Esme asked quietly.

"Just the same thing Alice told us, they found her in the middle of the road," he replied.

Esme removed the girl's shoes before reaching for a duvet, covering her up with it. "We'll have to watch her through the night. She's sleeping now, but who knows what she'll say when she wakes up," Carlisle said quietly. She nodded her head slowly in agreement, looking back at the girl.

As night dragged on, Edward returned from his hunt, joining his family in the living room. "I say we take her back to wherever she came from when she wakes up," Rosalie commented.

"We can't, we don't know where she came from," Alice replied.

"What exactly did you see Alice?" Carlisle asked.

Biting her lower lip, she rubbed her hands together nervously. "I just saw her lying in the middle of the road screaming as she was being attacked by another vampire," Alice replied.

"Why would you have a vision about some random girl?" Rosalie asked irritably.

"I don't know," Alice replied lowering her head.

Jasper shot Rosalie a glare before pulling Alice into his arms. "Knock it off Rosalie," he hissed.

"NO!" they suddenly heard the girl scream.

Running up the stairs into the room, the girl was up from her bed and in a corner. "NO!" she screamed again.

"It's okay, you're okay," Edward insisted trying to calm her.

Her doe brown eyes darted between each family member, they could hear her heart pounding hard in her panic. "WHO ARE YOU?" she screamed cowering further in her corner. She had wrapped her arms tighter around herself, moving further away as if she were trying to disappear through the wall. "Please don't hurt me," she begged with tears in her eyes.