4. Things take a turn For the Worst

(Emmett POV)

Carlisle was healing up pretty well. He was walking without his crutches and his neck was almost healed. He was able to speak now, but his eyes still glowed. His bite marks creped me out, but I was ok for the most part. I mean, come on, he was SO competing with Jazz. He was getting pretty close. A couple more battles and he would be in the lead. GO CARLISLE! We were taking him hunting today. Jasper was getting nervous because he was with Nessie so much and he hadn't hunted in 8 weeks. I don't know how he can stand it. We get to hunt my favorite, grizzlies!

(Jasper POV)

I gave Alice a kiss goodbye before I left to hunt.

"Be careful, don't push him. He is making good progress." Alice cautioned.

"Don't worry, if he gets tired, we will come home. See ya." I said. Emmett came stomping down the stairs with Edward and Carlisle. Alice was right, he was making good progress. Although he was still limping a little, he needed to hunt.

"Are we ready for some grizzly hunting action?" Emmett boomed. He was extremely excited to go hunting. Great, now I was too. Grrr!

We headed into the dense forest to find some bears.

About 5 hours later, I had bagged 3 bears and a buck. Carlisle had only had 3 small does. I wondered why he hadn't had more.

"I was wondering the same thing." Edward appeared next to me. "He had the chance, but never went for them." We headed home after Emmett climbed out of the tree he was in.

We came home to all of the girls relaxing on the sofa.

"Hey Ali." I pulled her into my lap and she kissed me softly.

"How was the trip?" She asked in her bubbly voice.

"It was fun. We got quite a few bears. Emmett played birdwatcher of course." I laughed. Suddenly, Carlisle doubled over holding his stomach.

"Carlisle!" Esme exclaimed. When Carlisle finally found his voice he said,

"I'm….I need to…" He gathered up all his strength and ran to the bathroom. He fell right in front of the toilet. He leaned over and threw up all the blood he drank today. He was gasping for breath. Esme rubbed his back through the whole thing. I couldn't believe it, the liquid Adelaide gave him made him do this.

"I think you are right. He would never do this on a regular basis." Edward said. Fear, sympathy and sadness was radiating off him. I was worried. No one knew what Adelaide put into the syringe and for all we know, it could kill him. Edward picked Carlisle up when he was done throwing up. He brought him into his room and propped him up. A cold sweat broke across his face and he started shivering.

"Carlisle, what's going on?" Esme asked.

"I no idea." He whispered.

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