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.:2 Hours and 5,000 miles Later:.
Rosalie struggled to get up the mountain as fast as she could. In the back of her mind, she was telling herself, You know, that cub would have died anyway- she mentally slapped herself. "Come on… just a little bit longer and you'll be safe." she exclaimed desperately, unable to disguise the panic behind her voice. He hadn't made a sound on the way up, except perhaps a few moans and groans of agony. If she could cry, Rosalie would be sobbing endlessly. She was unable to breathe with all the blood she was covered in, she simply didn't breathe, she didn't want to take a chance. When she had to speak and used her breath, she got the sudden rush of adrenaline coursing through her body, the bloodlust darkening her eyes.
Come on… come ON! she thought desperately. She could have sworn she had just passed that boulder. No! She was going in circles! But wait, no, there was the waterfall, she could hear it. It was about eight miles from where she stood. The waterfall was a mile from the cabin. "Yes! Henry! We're almost there, hang on!" she grunted, taking another few steps and falling again. She wished she could just transform him herself, but she knew there was little chance she had the restraint to do that. It would have been so easy to drain him of every last drop of blood he had left.
He said something, but it was too course to tell what, but it sounded something like 'Henry', perhaps he had asked her why she had called him Henry. But that was unimportant. In a couple more minutes, she was four miles from the house. "CARLISLE!!" she screamed, unable to stand back up this time. "EDWARD!!" she cried desperately. The journey up the mountain had completely drained her of the blood she had just obtained earlier that day.
Within seconds, Edward was at her side, eyes wide. "Rosalie… how did you-" "Never mind that!" she cut him off urgently. "Edward, please… take him to Carlisle…" she begged, eyes wide with desperation. "Please…" she said softly. Edward looked at the dying man and nodded grimly. He lifted the man off of the ground where he had fallen beside her and he ran back to the cabin.
.:EDPOV:.
The moment I entered the cabin, Esme gasped, running into the next room. "Carlisle!" she said desperately. I could hear the panic in her thoughts as she ran back and looked down at the dying man, her hands pinched over her mouth and nose, eyes darkening ever so slightly. "No, Esme, Carlisle and I will take care of him. You have to go find Rose." I told her, trying to sound calm. 'Oh god… is she…' she trailed off in her thoughts. "Yes, she's fine. But she's weak. She carried him god only knows just how far up the mountain." I explained, and she was gone in a flash
Carlisle ran into the room eyes wide, "Edward, please quickly laid him on the bed in Esme and mine's room." he said urgently. "Then close the door and keep everybody out of the house. Go hunting again, I will take care of this." Carlisle instructed me as I put the man down on the bed in the first bedroom; it was the only room with a bed in it. Then I ran outside to help Esme and Rosalie.
Rosalie had just drained a fox that Esme had caught for her and was catching another one herself when I showed up. They were about ten miles from the house now. "Esme, Carlisle said to go ahead and go hunting again and to stay away from the house until he calls." I explained softly. She looked at me for a moment, "Is he alright? He hasn't hunted in almost a week." she said. I sighed and looked back towards Rose's direction. "I think he is, he just said to stay away. He's going to try to save the man. If not…" I trailed off. Esme looked down for a moment, then back up, "Than he'll transform him?" she already knew the answer to her unnecessary question; I nodded anyway.
Rosalie came back over to us, hurrying to me, eyes wide with fear. "Is he-" "Carlisle's with him." I cut her off. She bit her lip, "He's going to be alright Rose." I said, looking sincerely at her. "I can't exactly tell you what he will be, but he will be alright. Carlisle is going to see if he can save him first before he does anything." she nodded quickly. "Can I-" "No. Carlisle said keep away from the house. There's already a lot of blood." I cut her off. "I carried him over five thousand miles, Edward! Look at me! I am still covered in his blood!" she snapped back, and she was. If you didn't know she wasn't human, it would look like she had been stabbed multiple times in the chest. Her shirt was ripped in numerous places along the sleeves and the stomach area, probably from running through thorn bushes and falling down a lot. I sighed, "Fine. You want to go see him, what am I going to do to stop you?" I said, a bit aggravated with her. "I'm just telling you what Carlisle said."
She didn't say much anything else, she turned on her heel and ran back in the direction of the house, I sighed heavily, she was like a love struck teenager arguing with her mother about why she wasn't allowed to see her boyfriend. Esme watched her run back to the house. "I believe it's safe to say, Rosalie is growing up." she smiled, patting my arm softly and then turning and running in the opposite direction to go hunting, and I went just a few miles south of her.
.:Rosalie's POV:.
I raced back through the woods, down the invisible trails, following the scent of the human blood but not hunting it, which I found was much more difficult than I thought. I proudly reminded myself that I had never tasted human blood before, I record was cleaner than all of theirs, well. Cleaner than Edward's and Esme's, Carlisle was a different story.
I came to the cabin and burst in, looking towards the closed door of Carlisle and Esme's room, where I could hear the man wincing in pain, I could hear the clinking of Carlisle's doctoring tools. I slowly went to the door and knocked, even though he knew it was me anyway. "Hold your breath Rosalie." I heard Carlisle say; I did.
Then, I turned the doorknob and entered slowly, I swallowed hard and walked in, closing the door behind me. Carlisle was leaning over the man, examining the wound in his throat as quickly as possible. "Rosalie…" he said softly, putting the tools down and looking remorseful. The man wasn't moving at all, I couldn't hear a heartbeat, but he wasn't dead. I could feel it somehow. "Carlisle…" she whispered, eyes wide with shock. "Carlisle, save him! Please save him!" she pleaded, tugging on the sleeve of his shirt, not taking her eyes off of the man. "Rose, he's de-" "No! You can still save him! PLEASE!" I pleaded, looking up at him desperately, then back down at the man. "You have to try…" my voice was weaker now, I was getting all choked up, my voice cracked. I didn't think that was even possible anymore. I was shaking with sobs, but no tears came. I was crying… "Please Carlisle… for me… please… do it for me…" I said desperately.
Carlisle didn't have much time to think about it. "Rosalie…" "No! They said Esme was dead but she wasn't! Please Carlisle!" I said desperately, tugging on his sleeve, just about tearing it right off the shirt. "Alright." he said, putting his hand over mine and my hands relaxed and I closed my eyes. "Just please step outside…" he said quietly, only a vampire would be able to hear it.
Reluctantly, I nodded, kneeling beside the man first. "We're going to save you Henry…" I whispered, gently pressing my cold lips to his in a tender kiss. I brushed the locks of curly dark hair off of his sweaty forehead and I left the room, closing the door.
Once the door closed, I leaned back against it, my eyes shut tight. I hadn't prayed for anything other than death in such a long time… but now I prayed desperately for some miracle that this beautiful boy who looked so much like the curly haired, dimpled Henry I had once known in life, could live.
I didn't hear the piercing of Carlisle's teeth into the boy's skin, but I couldn't miss the screaming. I clamped my hands over my ears, my face was screwed up and I sank to the floor. The sound stung me deep in the heart. And that was where I stayed for the next couple of days, never moving, and the never ending screaming ringing in my ears. I could feel the pain, the memories of the excruciating burning sensation pulsing through my veins as the venom spread through my body. The screaming didn't help the pain any, the writhing seemed to make it feel worse but it hurt to not move.
I did not move from that spot until the screaming stopped and I had no idea how long it had been since it began.
A/N: Hey everybody! I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it! Rosalie is going to meet Emmett officially in the next chapter! Reviews make Emmett's transformation go by faster! ;) Please review!
A/N 2: Hey, sorry about the confusing POV's, I just went back and read the chapters(cause I'm working on chapter 3 now) and I realized that I kept switching back and forth from first person to third person, haha. Sorry.