Unexpected
Carlisle's POV
I knew I wasn't expecting a new patient transfer from Phoenix when I accepted the package delivered to me. I wondered whether the receptionist found a new way to try to gain my attention. Leaving the doctor mysterious packages would not be a first, it was not original. I thought that it may be time to ask Esme to make lunch visits. That was what worked to quell the fire before it started.
I opened the large manila envelope addressed to me and started at the contents. There were seven letters addressed to each member of my family. One was addressed to all of us. I decided to start reading with that letter.
My mind raced after I had finished reading it. I had heard that the chief's daughter was coming to live with him for the first time this year. The sender of the package seemed to be her. She had made sure to deliver the letters to me purposefully. I wondered why. Just then my phone rang; I answered immediately knowing exactly who it would be.
"Alice"
"Hi Carlisle, you need to come straight home with that package. Some of the contents are ours aren't they?"
"Yes they are. Have you seen anything to do with this?"
"No, I only saw you reading the letter and the family reading all of them together tonight"
"We'll then, I'll see you soon"
I packed my bag and drove home thinking of the letter I read. I was concerned as to how much of our secrets this Isabella really knew and the future telling books. I changed my trail of thought as I neared Edwards hearing range. I did not want to know too much ahead of everyone else.
I have been worried about him lately. Alice mentioned she keeps seeing him leave the family again to be on his own. I would never deny him his time away but Alice doesn't see him coming back to us. She see's him with the Vultori sometimes, although that vision is not solid. I cannot bear to lose my son, especially to the Vultori. I do not even want to think about what that will do to my Esme.
I really hoped there was a way I could make him stay with us. I hope he could find a new purpose to stay with us. I sometimes feel that I have failed him somehow, as a leader and as a father. Why else would he want to leave so strongly?
"No you have not failed me" Ah my son, he must have been listening to my internal musings.
"Thank you son, though I wish you would reconsider." I stated hopefully.
"I am, can't make any promises though" I was happy to know that he is would at least think things through. "Everyone is waiting the dining room"
"Alice?"
"Yes"
I walked into the room and greeted my family. I explained the package to them and spilled its contents on the table. I took the letter I had read before and read it again for my family.
