Esme POV

"You can tell me, Indigo" I assured the child, who continued to bear a look of utter terror. Indigo was a very small child, barely reaching my shoulders, and she was so dangerously skinny, with bones protruding all over her frail body. Yet the child had very thick afro-Caribbean hair; however eyes, which were framed with large glasses, were shadowed by dark rings.

"Please dear, we can help you, if you just tell us who has been hurting you" I urged, yet Indigo was discouraged, and darted her eyes across the corridor, looking for escape. Poor thing.

Carlisle appeared once again, after we had silently decided that it would be best if I tried to calm Indigo down. Indigo's heart rate sparked when she saw Carlisle, and it was clear that she was terrified of him, which of course pained Carlisle to acknowledge.

"Calm down, young one" he ordered gently, but Indigo continued to panic.

"Alice, what should we do?" I begged of my daughter, too quietly for Indigo to hear.

"what you were just thinking of" she replied, much to my confusion, until I just decided to follow my maternal instinct, and I further approached Indigo, despite the fact that it distressed the child.

"Okay honey, you don't have to tell us anything, not yet. But you don't have to go home, I know you don't want to, why don't you just stay here for tonight, let your wounds heal, and then we can talk about what to do next, in the morning" I promised, looking at Indigo with the love that I felt for her. Until, much to my relief, she nodded- reluctant as she might be. I wanted to hug her, truly, I wanted to pull her tightly to my chest until she felt loved, however when I touched her arm, she flinched at my touch.

The knowledge that this child has been physically hurt by someone filled me with a powerful hatred that completely consumed me for a few seconds, until I felt Indigo stiffen as I was still close to her.

"Okay honey" I said as I led her across the hall to the guest room, "you can sleep here for the night, or have a shower if you want, I'll get you some spare pajamas" I promised, however Alice, hidden from view, passed me a pair of hers that she had gotten a few months earlier (hence now it was deemed unstylish).

Indigo nodded, seemingly numb from what had happened, she accepted the pajamas and cautiously entered the room, before facing me. "Th-thank you" she whispered quietly, and I smiled warmly at her, once again desperate to hug her, but knew that she wasn't ready for it yet. The door closed and I heard the lock turn before Indigo proceeded to rush into the shower, still shaking with nerves.

Indigo POV

Rushing into the shower, I embraced the cool water on my sore skin. This bathroom seemed like a palace in comparison to the dirt filled roomed that I was used to, yet I was still tense.

What did these people want from me?

Why would they be so nice to me? Such a gesture was alien to me, and I was wary near it. Esme was undoubtedly the kindest woman I had ever met- kinder than my own mother! No- I shouldn't think that about my own mother, she is only nasty to me because she knows what a pathetic, worthless being that I am, whereas Esme doesn't, that's her mistake. What about this "Carlisle" what did he want? I didn't dare think- hence as I left the luxurious shower, I double checked that the door was locked, and couldn't resist placing the desk chair against the door. I knew this was wrong- if someone wanted to enter this room and… do something to me, they had every right- it was their house, and I owed it to them.

As I dressed in pajamas, it felt like being wrapped in clouds, and I couldn't help but sigh in relief, I was still in a lot of pain- but I was used to it, my bruises seemed to be a permanent feature engrained on my body. Each told their own story, from when mum, dad, or various others had decided to punish me for my mistakes, I was surprised that Esme wasn't repulsed at the sight of my bruises, "what a terrible girl" I had expected her to say, "you must be to deserve so many bruises" but instead she was curious as to how I had sustained them- acting as if she cared. Why?

Crawling into bed, I knew I couldn't sleep, no way would let down my guard! And so I sat patiently against the headboard, waiting with nervous anticipation as to what would happen to me tonight.

Carlisle POV

As Esme dashed downstairs after sending the child- Indigo- to bed, I nodded my praise, what an amazing woman she was- my dear Esme, a heart of gold, as always. Once Esme sat next to me, I nodded at Alice to tell us what she had seen.

"As I said, Indigo has been beaten by adults all her life" Alice began, and Esme whimpered, and I grasped her hand to offer support, this was going to be hard for everyone, Esme in particular. "She's learnt to accept it now, but she now despises human touch."

"A common disposition for those that have experienced abuse" I nodded.

"So why does she have to stay here?" Edward asked rather aggressively.

"Because she has a gift" Alice stated simply, "She has a gift more powerful than anything I have ever seen, and some of our kind have been searching for a long time to find her" she continued, silencing us all.

"What's the kid's gift?" huffed Emmet impatiently, and Alice shrugged her pointy shoulders. It was at this point that a series of muffled whimpers erupted from Indigo's room, and we were on guard immediately, it was decided that only myself and Esme should enter the room, as Indigo had not met the rest of the family, and it would frighten her even further to see a stranger in an unfamiliar place.

After dashing upstairs, we quickly realised that Indigo had locked and blocked the door luckily, with a series of complex had gestures; I was able to unlock the door and move the desk chair out the way. We then found Indigo's form huddled at the edge of the large bed, the poor child was shaking with fear. Myself and Esme were quick to react, and I knelt in front of the child, before a series of meaningful sentences came from her,

"… I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean it… didn't …sorry…..No! Please don't get off! GET OFF NO PLEASE!" Indigo cried, wincing and flinching in her sleep, until her pain was unbearable to watch. Esme took my place, and started whispering in her ear soft murmering to awaken her.

"Indigo, honey, wake up- wake up, its just a bad dream. You're safe dear, I promise"

Then suddenly her large eyes opened, and for a moment we were both utterly silent, before Indigo's eyes caught with mine.

She screamed

Tell me what you think guys! A bit of Esme/ Indigo fluff coming up next. What do you want to see next? Im away for the next week- so I cant post –sorry Hope you enjoyed this chapter I have had no sleep

Have some skittles

Lucyxxx