Isabella began to swim back into the world of the living with a pounding skull and rolling stomach. Groaning in her throat, she turned her head into the seat, she squeezed her eyes shut and tried to curl into the smallest ball she could.

Demetri glanced over from the book he was reading, watching her as she actually made a very valiant effort against her stomach. Looking at his watch, seeing how much longer of a flight they had, he pursed his lips. He had not thought she was going to be out quite THAT long. Shrugging it off however, he set his book aside and stood, moving to the back of the plane, dumping the unneeded ice from the bucket and then going to the young lady's side.

Slowly and gently, he moved her torso off the bench seat she was laying on and, with no time to spare, got her hair out of the way before she lost her fight and puked again. Grunting a bit and looking away from the sight, he held her hair back with one and brought the back of his knuckles on the other up to his nose.

Alec, who had been just sitting there listening to his iPod, looked over when he heard the sound, his nose wrinkled a bit, "God damn... Is she alright? There cannot possibly be anything left in her stomach."

Flicking his eyes over, Demetri cleared his throat a little, "there isn't. At this point, I am pretty sure it's nothing but stomach acid. To answer your question... I don't know. I haven't been human in a very long time."

Biting the corner of his lip, Alec got up and moved a little closer to get a better look at her, "I really think we should land and have her looked at, D. I don't think she should be that pale." Nodding at him, "look, man. She's as pale as you are."

Demetri cocked a brow at him, "land where, dumbass? In the middle of the fucking ocean?" Running a hand down his face, he let his mind whirl in thought for a moment before biting his lip and clicking his tongue, his head rolling on his shoulders a few times before he looked back at Alec, "Tell the pilot to turn around. We're closer to the Americas and than we are to Italy. I will call Master Aro and let him know what is going on and find out what he wants us to do."

Nodding at his orders, Alec went to the cockpit while Demetri fished out his phone, flipped it open and hit and held the 2 until it connected on the other end. Looking down at the young lady, his brow creased a bit as he took in her complexion and the light sheen of sweat on her skin.

There was two rings in his ear before the familiar voice chimed in, "Ah, Demetri. I trust you are on your way back with the young lady Alec told me of?"

Grunting a little as Isabella tried to throw up again, he cleared his throat, "I am afraid, Master, that we will be delayed in our arrival."

There was a short pause before the amused voice of Aro came back on, "Oh? Whatever for?"

Lip curling at the sight of her finally getting something up, "I do not think the young lady will survive the flight without some sort of medical care."

"When Alec told me she was ill, he did not make it sound as if it was as bad as that, Demetri."

Nodding a little, "Well, she was not this bad off when we left Washington. This is a more recent development, and, with all due respect Master Aro, it has been a long time since I was a human but even I know that they are not supposed to be the same skin tone we are."

There was a hum on the other end of the phone before a light tisk, "very well. Be sure to keep me informed of her condition and return when she is healthy enough to do so."

"As you wish, Master Aro."

"Oh, and Demetri... I want you to make damn sure she is brought to me. From the ear to the ground I have, I am not liking what I am hearing. She is not to leave YOUR sight."

Demetri's eyes snapped up to Alec, who shrugged a little in response to that, but nodded anyway, "Of course, Master. Anything else? We did not see to anything about the young lady vanishing from her home."

There was a snort in his ear followed by a chuckle, "good. I will speak with you later. If it comes to me needing to travel to you, let me know."

With that, Aro hung up leaving two very confused vampires to stare at each other.

It took them both more time than it should have to remember that they didn't have any identification for the girl and that was going to be needed to get her seen by a doctor.

*X*

Blurry brown eyes rimmed in red fluttered a few times before opening. It took a few tries, but Isabella finally got her eyes to focus on the room she was in. Slowly letting them roam around the room, she blinked a little when they landed on a semi-familiar looking man in a chair reading a book like he didn't have a care in the world, leaning heavy on one chair arm on his elbow and any leg tossed casually over the other. For the suit he was wearing, it was an odd sight but somehow, looked so natural for him.

Racking her brain, she tried to think of where he had seen him before but for the life of her, she couldn't place him. Shifting a little, she let out a whimper at the stiffness in her body, drawing the attention of the man across the room from her.

Demetri looked up from his book at the sound of the young lady waking, closing his book and resting his chin in his palm. Giving her a small smile to try and keep her from freaking out, he spoke low and soft, "I was beginning to worry you were not going to rejoin the land of the wake, Petalouda."

It was the voice that broke the dam on her memories of who this was. He was the first guy that spoke to her after that fucking party. Blinking at him once, she licked her lips a little, "you..."

Demetri smirked at her and nodded a little, "yeah."

Swallowing hard, Isabella bit her lip this time, "I threw up on you."

Grimacing this time, he nodded again, "twice, actually."

"Oh, I am so sorry."

Chuckling lightly, Demetri shook his head, "Don't worry about it. I shouldn't have been standing there. Besides, you were ill and bleeding rather heavily at the time. You have been here for two days."

Jaw dropping a little at that information, she tripped over her tongue a few times before it worked, "what? Two days?" When he nodded at her, she shook her head, "have you been here all this time?"

Nodding a little, Demetri stood up and walked over to the bed, "you threw up on me then passed out in my arms. I was a concerned." Before either one was able to say anything else, Demetri's phone rang prompting him to hold up a finger as he pulled it from his inside jacket pocket. Glancing as the screen, "My apologies, but I must take this." Flipping the phone open knowing the person of the other end was able to hear him, "You will excuse me, won't you? I will inform the nurse that you are awake."

Isabella just nodded at him and watched him leave, her heavy eyes fighting to stay open long enough for him to come back so she could at least find out what his name was.

Once he was in the hall, Demetri closed the door and put his phone to his ear, "Felix."

There was a chuckle before the smooth, deep voice of his best friend came through, "Very smooth Dem."

Demetri snorted as he made his way to the nurse's station, "you haven't heard anything yet, my friend. Are you ready for me?"

"Have fun."

Demetri rolled his eyes as he reached the station, taking his phone from his ear and holding it to his chest, "Excuse me." Giving the nurse that looked up at him the most charming smile he could stomach, "my wife has woken up and is complaining of nausea and body pains. Is there something you can do for her?" Smothering a smirk at the glassy eyed look from the human woman, he kept his face clear of his amusement and only showed concern over the state of his 'wife'.

The nurse blinked a few times before her own face drew in concern and she turned to the electronic files system and looked up Isabella Volturi's medical chart. Pursing her lips a little, she looked up at the very handsome man waiting very expectantly. "I'm sorry. It looks like she was recently giving something for both. The only thing I would be able to do for her would be to give her a light sedative and let her sleep again until the next dose."

Perfect. Keeping the mask up, "that won't do more harm to her than good, will it?"

The nurse shook her head, "No Sir. Her body should still be trying to overcome the shock of the blood loss she sustained. Any amount of sleep she can get is nothing but a good thing."

Smiling at the nurse again, swallowing the chuckle as he heard her heart pick up its pace, "Then, if that is the case, would you be so kind?" When the nurse nodded, agreed and left to see to the young lady's comfort, Demetri's face dropped back into the black mask it usually was as he watched after her. Bringing his phone back to his ear, "humans."

Felix was laughing his ass off, "wow, that was amazingly believable. I must say the wife comment put that shit over the top."

Looking over at the room that held his charge, Demetri shrugged a little, "if it works. Now, shift change is in two hours. I can get the young lady out of here unseen with no issues so long as you do your part and have everything done and ready."

"Alec will be outside with the car and the jet is being prepared for take off as we speak. Mrs. Volturi's charts are set to magically vanish at eleven on the dot and never be seen again."

Demetri growled a little, "you're never going to let this go, are you?"

"Why the fuck would I?"

"Because I will end you." There was a snort before Demetri heard a resounding crack though the phone coupled with a yelp. Taking his phone from his ear and looking at it like it was going to tell him what that shit was, he put it back when he heard his name again. "Yes, I'm still here."

"Tell me, Demetri, how is your lovely wife faring?"

Demetri pinched the bridge of his nose at the sound of his master's amused voice coming on the line. Sighing a little, "She has woken up, Master Aro. The nurse is in with her now to put her back to sleep for a few more hours, at least long enough for me to get her back in the air."

There was a little hum, "Has she said anything?"

"She apologized for throwing up on me, but other than that, nothing really, no. Felix called before I was able to say anything outside of how long she has been here."

"I see. Well, be careful with her and we shall see you tomorrow afternoon."

Once he hung up, Demetri rubbed his eyes with his thumb and forefinger, squinting and blinking a few times to readjust the contacts in his eyes. He could not wait to get the fuck out of there so he could take them out. No one actually liked wearing them and he absolutely hated them because of the dulling of his eyesight when they were in. However, not like he could run around with bright red eyes amongst the cattle, now could he?

Seeing the nurse leaving his charge's room, he watched her walk away. Swallowing the venom that had pooled in his mouth, he cleared his throat. Seems he was going to need to eat before the flight that evening. But, he was in a hospital with no shortage of free flowing blood. Two or three deaths within these walls would never be questioned so long as there was still a little blood left in the veins when they were cut open.

Deciding on a little stroll through the halls once his charge was asleep again, he went back to her room, texting Alec to come keep an eye on her so he could take the necessary precautions needed to make sure she survived the flight for an entirely different reason.

By the time he came back in, Isabella was fighting the sedative she was given, trying to stay awake for just a little longer. When she heard her door opening again, she saw the man walk in and close the door behind him. When he looked over at her, he seemed mildly surprised that she was still awake, but smiled at her just the same.

"You should be sleeping, Petalouda. You will not get better if you do not rest."

Her voice was soft and slurred as she continued to try and fight the drugs. She swallowed a little, and took a deep breath, "I was waiting for you to come back."

An amused looking smirk lifted his lips as he crossed his arms, "oh? And why is that?"

Eyes drooping into slits as she was overtaken by whatever the hell she was given, she tried to get one more thing out before she was unable to. "What... what's you..."

Cutting her off by placing his hand over her mouth, he spoke softly but with an authoritative edge, "Demetri. Now, go to sleep. There will be time for questions after you are well."

Eyes going in and out of focus as she stared at him, Isabella finally nodded a little and let herself once again be pulled under the dark waves of unconsciousness.

*X*

It was about thirty minutes later that there was a knock on the door followed by Alec's entrance. Once the door was closed, he grunted, "Dude, fuck contacts."

Demetri looked up from his book and cocked a brow, "try having to wear them for two days straight. Until you do, do not bitch about them to me." Lightly rubbing an eye, "this will be the longest ninety minutes of my very long life."

Alec blinked at him, "You haven't taken them out at all?"

Shaking his head as he stood, "The only time I have been without them was the time it took to replace them when they got too thin since there was no way to know when she was going to wake up." Moving to the door and pulling out his phone, "She is sedated for the time being so there should be no problems while I am gone. When I get back, we will be on our way."