The Twilight Twenty-Five

Prompt #: Five

Pen name: themorningafter

Pairing: Carlisle/Esme

Rating: K

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Whenever Carlisle had a bad day at the hospital, he would come home and pour a glass of brandy in his office. He couldn't drink it, of course, but he could smell it, and he loved that smell. He would then sit at his desk, open his bottom drawer and gently, very gently, pull out a stack of yellowed paper. The paper made envelopes and inside those envelopes were Carlisle's most cherished possessions.

Love letters. They were love letters from Esme, back when she was a Platt, when she was a human and he was a doctor who helped her.