Chapter 2: How Did We Get Here?
Forty five minutes later, the Cullen home came in sight and they could see their family waiting for their arrival. Not surprised, they knew Alice must have "seen" what was going on and had prepared everyone for their new "sister's" arrival. Esme quickly reached her husband side and gently touched the young woman's scratched and bleeding face.
"Who is she?" she asked with sympathy.
"We're not sure." He replied as he carried her into the house and laid her on an examination table in his office. Turning to face his family, he continued. "She was found in the wreckage of a plane crash in the National Park, outside of Boise. And she wouldn't have survived if Jacob had not given me permission to start the change." Carlisle could see the different range of emotions on each of their faces, since he had not personally created a new vampire in over 70 years. Like Esme, Edward and Rose, this woman was literally Carlisle's new child and the responsibility of controlling a new vampire in this age of camera phones and Utube was staggering. Once she woke they would need to provide constant supervision to keep her away from the people she knew as a human, not only for her safety, but for theirs as well.
"You should all wait down stairs, while I work on her injuries." He said as he walked to his medical cabinet and began pulling out alcohol, a suturing kit and bandages. "Edward has already called in a tip to the police with the planes location so that the remaining survivors can be rescued. You will need to watch the news, to see if we can get more information about who she is and where she's from."
They all nodded and began to file down the stairs until the only one remaining was Edward's wife, Bella. Since she was able to resist the smell of human blood, she moved forward and began to wash the blood off of the young woman's face and body, while Carlisle injected a high dose of morphine and began work on straightening the bones in her legs and reattaching the left hand to her arm. Through the cuts and bruises, Bella could see that she was a very beautiful woman with long dark brown hair.
"Carlisle, I can hear her heart struggling, will she survive this change? She asked.
"I think so, Bella." Carlisle said, as he continued to reattach her hand. "She must have a strong will to survive, otherwise she would have been dead hours ago."
"How old do you think she is?" Bella asked as she gently brushed the leaves and twigs from her hair.
"Hmm, I would guess she's mid to late twenties." He replied.
They quietly continued to work until Bella could no longer hold back the question that was bothering her the most.
"Being changed into a vampire isn't something most people think about as they go about their lives. I mean really…most people think supernatural beings are fiction. How do you think she is going to handle it?"
Carlisle stopped working to consider Bella's question and looked up to respond. "I'm not sure, every person is different, it all depends what type of person they were as a human. Some newborns relish the change and enjoy becoming predators; others despise what they have been turned into and become so destructive that they have to be destroyed. And then there are people, like Rose, who originally hate themselves but eventually come to terms with their new lives and become happy again."
Resuming his work he continues. "You were lucky, Bella. This is the life that you wanted from the moment you fell in love with Edward; you never hesitated or doubted your decision, even though you knew we would eventually have to leave Forks and move on. But for this young woman, this decision was made for her against her will. Her human life has been violently ripped away; her family and friends believe she died in that plane crash and she won't understand why she can no longer go home."
Bella nodded in understanding and grabbed the scissors to cut off the woman's ripped clothes. "We'll need to be her family now." The stopped as she realized what type of clothes she was cutting. "Carlisle, she's wearing medical scrubs. Do you think she's a nurse?"
"I noticed what she was wearing when I pulled her from the wreckage. It's almost 7 AM, the rest of the survivors should be rescued soon and then we should be able to get some sort of information about who she is." Bella nodded again and continued removing the bloody clothes from her body.