Three days later and there was no denying the fact that Rose was changing. Her body temperature was 98 degrees and her skin no longer resembled the hard, marble- like qualities it had when she was a vampire. Emmett noticed her changing and hopped with all his might that she would somehow be alright.
After an hour more Emmett heard a soft thudding noise. He mistook the sound as a car going down the highway with a loud song playing but the noise got louder and louder. He looked up at his wife and noticed her chest was rising and falling much more dramatically than it had been when she was breathing with the tubes. He watched as her hand rose up off the bed and began tugging at the tubes. He caught her hand and gently pulled it away from the tube.
Her eyes snapped open and Emmett noted that she looked startled as she jerked her hand away from his. It was the first time he got to look into her eyes and what he saw frightened him. Her eyes weren't that beautiful caramel color he knew and loved. Her eyes were violet in color. Not quite blue but also not purple.
"Rose, how are you?" Emmett asked softly trying not to startle her again.
"I feel okay. My head hurts a little." She touched the side of her head and winced a little.
"I think you hit it when you fell." Emmett turned over his shoulder and called for Carlisle.
"Hello my dear. How do you feel?" Carlisle asked Rose pulling a small light out of his pocket and shinning it in her eyes. Rose focused on the light for a few seconds before closing her eyes against the bright light.
"My head hurts and the tube itches," Rose gestured to the tube hooked around her ears.
"Well that's just a temporary thing until we can be sure you're breathing normally. I can give you something for the pain in your head but I don't know if you're allergic to anything so we might have to experiment a little." Carlisle wrote more on the clipboard and then glanced at the machines. "Your heart seems to be functioning fine and your vitals look good. No sign of head trauma." Carlisle smiled at Rose and then motioned Emmett out into the hall. Before he left Emmett chanced one last glance at Rose and barely caught her saying something.
"Thank you doctors." Emmett stopped and stepped back into the room.
"What did you say?"
"I was just thanking you for all you've probably done. I assume you've been taking care of me after my accident…" Rose asked it as more of a question than a fact.
"Rose do you not know who I am?" Emmett asked trying to steal himself incase she said something he didn't want to hear.
"You're a doctor. You're both my doctors right?" Rose paused confusion crossing her face, "Where are my parents? And where's Royce? He should be here by now. He'd never leave me."
"Rose you're parents haven't been alive for over 60 years and you killed Royce the night after your transformation." Emmett saw how shocked and hurt Rose was so he called back to Carlisle who was already standing over his shoulder. He walked back into the room and picked up the clipboard again. He looked at the numbers and shook his head.
"What's up doc?" Emmett would have laughed at the iconic saying but he was too worried about Rose to do so.
"Rose can you tell me who the current President is?"
"Franklin D. Roosevelt's the President."
"Rose, he's the president from the 1933 election. Who's the current President?" Emmett asked leaning into the room more anxious to hear her answer.
"He is the President." Rose insisted.
"Rosalie, what year do you think it is?" Carlisle asked softly while scribbling notes.
"It's 1933. I'm going to get married in the spring as soon as the weather looks promising." Carlisle's pen stopped scribbling and he looked up at Emmett.
"We'll be right back my dear." Carlisle walked past a frozen Emmett gently guiding him out of the room. Emmett couldn't believe what he had just heard.
"What's wrong with her?" Emmett demanded once they were further down the hallway.
"I don't know yet, but it seems to me like Rose has been restored to her former human state. She doesn't remember anything that seems to have happened since her transformation."
"So basically what you're saying is she doesn't remember me or you, or really anything that was ever really good in her life!" Emmett's voice rose with anger and once again he felt a soothing wave pass over him.
"Basically yes." Carlisle said sadly.
