Carlisle's POV

Two weeks had passed since Edward was struck by lightning. Our family has kept a very close eye on him since then. Luckily, he had no further complications. Things were finally starting to get back to normal. I decided to call the hospital to let them know that I could work tonight.

I pulled on my work attire and combed my hair to the side. Esme stood in the door as I was checking my appearance in the mirror. "You look handsome as always, my love. Go save some lives for me."

I pulled her into a close embrace. "If I could save the entire world, I would just to see you smile."

She smiled and kissed me softly. I pulled away and headed out the door. Today was going to be a good day, I could just feel it.

I ended up staying for a twelve hour shift. It was dark when I left work. The emergency room had been busier than expected. I pulled into the driveway as I heard Esme scream. I ran inside as fast as I possibly could.

Edward was alone in the kitchen with Esme. Edward had a knife and was in the corner waving it around at Esme. "Edward! What in God's name are you doing?!" I shouted as I stormed in front of Esme.

"Dr. Cullen thank God you're here! This woman is hiding my mother! I saw mother walk into a room and this woman walked out! The room was empty except for this stranger. I think she's harmed my mother. Please help me find her!"

"Edward, she is your mother!"

"Dr. Cullen, do you take me for a fool? Where's my mother? Take me home at once!" He let go of the knife and grabbed his hair. "Here comes those voices again! Where are they coming from? They are driving me mad!"

Realization dawned on me before I spoke. "Edward, what year is it?"

Edward continued pulling his hair as he spoke through gritted teeth. "The year is 1918. Please doctor just make the voices stop!" He screamed loudly and collapsed on the floor. How could this be possible? Edward was having an episode where he thought he was still a human.

Esme looked at me with shock. I could tell that she was thinking the same thing. I looked into her eyes as I spoke. "We need to contact others to see if there's something we can do for him. I've never seen this happen before Esme. What happens if he never wakes up from one of these episodes?"

We stood in silence for a moment before I lifted up Edward's limp body and brought him to the couch in his room.

"Please don't leave me, my son." I spoke to his unconscious form. "This family would be lost without you."