Chapter Seven

Awkward would have been better, wouldn't it? Normal even, but what they felt, saw, experienced was beyond everyday belief.

Maybe that's why as the two friends sat watching over Angela, the silence was comfortable, silence meant that they didn't have to verbalize this, that whatever this was not, was not real, yet.

That's how the nurse found them, two periods later. The teachers were then informed by the same nurse that all three students were not to be disturbed and were ushered out of the infirmary.

Unknown to the adults they were being watched by immortals. Alice and Jasper were watching at a distance for three reasons and it's not the reasons one would expect them to have. Alice had seen the day ahead, so as to make it as smooth as possibly for her family but she had not seen this. Come to think of it, the three people in that room had not appeared at all, as if cloaked, if she had not been concerned with just her own, maybe the pixie would have found it unusual. Jasper felt light like he was free falling, the closer they had driven to the school the less worried he became, that should have warned him but it had been so long since he had been in this state of just being. Only when he saw his mate falter, did he try to sense the trio's emotions, only to realize not only did he have to try but there was nothing he could gauge from them.

Another strange thing was there was silence as if only statues occupied the room which is saying something and only one continuous heartbeat, not three; only one set of breathing except for the nurse.

These immortals had not come across anything like this, and it sacred them, the unknown.

Earlier that day.

Edward was at home unlike his siblings, unsure if trying to befriend Jessica was the best idea, after Alice had spoken to him on Sunday about the future she saw and the one she couldn't. He had begun to wonder if by taking the path well light, he could try to change it. Because the unmarked path could mean she doesn't survive at all, and she is too full of life, too filled with hopes, too annoyingly human for him to take it away, for simply being a friend. It was too selfish…of him. A dainty hand rest on his shoulder.

"I am going for a hunt, will you be alright child" the concern in her voice evident.

"I'll be fine, just thought of a new song" he places a hand over hers, reassuring the mother he felt he didn't deserve.

"I shall leave you to it" smiling at the son she was blessed with.

Trust me son, change can be good, very good.

With that thought she left before Edward could question her about it.

Once she was far enough out of Edward's mind range, she made herself comfortable on the nearest tree on one of its highest branches.

She let herself remember her days before Carlisle because unlike every other vampire. She remembered everything from her human days like preserved videos in her mind. The reason her mind-reader son couldn't access this was because her memories were a gift…

This time she goes back to when she met them.

It is the early 1900s, and she's going to celebrate her 26th year in a month's time. Charles Evenson was one of the best farmers and he was her husband but that didn't mean he was a loving man at least to her. They were married at 17, He had loved another and Esme, she had felt a connection to the kind doctor who visited the year before. Charles still married his one love and settled her in another village miles away.

Esme sits by the cliff's edge as the sun begins its descend, lost in the newest memory her husband's created, having left early that morning after his anger had diminished; while she stayed, tracing the fresh marks he left on her body when his hands touched her in fury while his lips yelled his love's name.

There is a bustling around the settlement, trotting is heard from a distance, as three riders approach the village center. Esme, continues to sit by the cliff's edge, letting the cool lake breeze ease the burn of her wounds.

Only when the crescent moon is high in the night sky, does she rise to return to her little cabin.

"Excuse me, Miss?" a Man's voice startles the Brunette as she reaches out to open her door. Still shaken by her husband's latest visit, she's filled with fear if he discovers her with another man.

"Sorry to bother you, Miss, my siblings and I will leave you be" a gentle feminine voice spoke after a pause.

She still had her back towards them, as she stood waiting, for what or even why, she did not know and for a long time after, she would still not be able to tell you.

"See, I told the two of you, if a whole village won't house us, why would she!" another feminine voice told the kinder two, not caring if anyone heard her.

"I can hear you." Esme found herself speaking without thought. She faces the trio, surprised at how fresh faced they were and how different each was to the other.

"Oh Good, for a second I thought you were mute." The shorter of the girls replied to her, staring directly into her eyes, no waver, such strength and courage, Esme envied her. However in that moment she remembered herself, the girl who was an adventurer, a child filled with determined dreams.

"Quiet Anna! I am Luke and this is my sister Claire ," the blue eyed young man gestured to a tall young lady with deep warm eyes, 'We would like to apologi-"

"Hello I am Mrs Evenson," cutting him off Esme introduced herself,

"and I apologize for my lack of manners but if you want to stay in my house i require an apology from your sister Miss Anna I assume, not from you Mr Luke nor you Miss Claire" as she motioned for the other two to head inside first. They grinned at each other before shoving their outspoken sister towards her.

The young girl before her, was silent even after her brother and sister were safely inside the wooden cabin. Patiently Esme waited, the air had become chilly as time passed, and still this girl who couldn't have been older than 15 remained silent, her eyes now diverted to the ground.

"I hope you don't mind but we've made dinner and lit the fireplace." Claire spoke quietly from the entrance of the cabin.

Looking from Esme to her younger sister before leaving them to their silent battle.

"Your siblings are good people." It was a statement.

"They are." It was as if another girl now inhibited the child before her.

"Is something the matter?" the older lady couldn't help ask in concern.

"I am sorry for my abruptness" eyes still staring at the ground,

"Then let's go inside, come on now" Esme nods towards the door smiling, as finally bright eyes are revealed under thick eyelashes, staring at her with….respect?

"Your heart is worthy of the deepest love and for your act of kindness in your pain, we shall leave you a gift." Saying that she entered the cabin leaving Esme puzzled.

Thinking about it now, Esme smiled in spite of herself, that girl always had been the more cryptic one of the three siblings.

Closing her eyes, she laid back on the branch as a familiar cool breeze brushed her skin, making her wonder if the wind was their calling card, for their return.

Indeed a time of carriages without horses and flying ships,just as Anna had said.