Chapter 10

*Rosalie's point of view*

It has only been two days, in those two very long days so much as happened. I have never thought that two days could feel like an eternity. Yet in that time frame I found myself spending most of my time in our family's little make-shift hospital; closely watching the one called Miss. Granger. As I sat by her bed side I could not help but re-play the events that previously occurred; and found myself absolutely dumb founded. How could this women; no this girl, she must be about Bella's age, be so strong? How can this child take on not only a vampire but also a wizard? Even more so I could not grasp the idea of wizards or witch's. I mean I shouldn't be too shocked seeming there are vampires and giant wolves running around, but still. It never ceases to amazing me what this world can hold.

To me wizards and witch's were an old wives tale, however the proof of their existence is laying right here in front of me. As my eyes scanned her face I could not help but pause on each and every scar that was carved into her skin. What in the world happened to this girl? Her story was so much deeper than any of us could ever imagine and that old man was no help what so ever; the same old man that popped out of nowhere and broke the invisible barrier that was protecting her little camp site. Instantly my heart ached as my thoughts drifted back to that event. All of us, wolves and vampires alike, trying desperately to break through whatever wall that was separating us from this girl. The image of her lying on the ground unmoving; I do not think I can ever forget it. Her motionless figure will forever be imbedded into my memories for the rest of my life.

Slowly and with as much care as possible I gently slid my hand into hers and gave it a light squeeze. I had a sickening feeling that this poor girl had to endure so much alone and no one deserves to face the harshness of life with no one by their side. With a sign I realized that at least she will have Jacob Black standing by her from now on. That was another heartbreaking sight to see. Thanks to the wonderful Bella Swan I have been able to see Jacob in almost every emotional state possible; really happy, extremely sad, frightening mad, and so many in-between. But the look on Jacob's face when we couldn't break the invisible wall; it was a look that can't even be described. Sadness? Maybe even pain? I do not know. But even after unwillingly witnessing Bella ripping out Jacob's heart then stomping on it several times, I have never felt so sorry for him.

Usually it was he or I that took turns sitting down here, but the other pack members finally pulled him away for some reason. At first Carlisle was reluctant to even let Jacob stay here; mostly because he was having difficulties controlling his feelings. At first Jacob didn't want anyone near the girl, making the transferring of her back to our home even more complicated. The instant the barrier was broken he was by her side and we could see his body shaking with most likely a tornado of emotions. The wolf inside of him just waiting to rip whoever came near. He wouldn't even let Carlisle come anywhere close to the girl to see if she needed medical treatment. The leader of their pack and a few others finally had to force him to allow Carlisle to tough her. In the end it was Carlisle that carefully carried her back to our home with Jacob following right behind.

Slowly I started to rub her hand with my thumb in a slow rhythmic motion. I could still remember my mother doing the same thing when I was sick and stuck in bed. I could not even imagine what secrets and tales that her mind held and Edward reluctantly decided to stop trying to read her thoughts; mostly because was pointless, her mental walls were too strong. Everything about this girl was so confusing and the letter that the old man left was even more useless. All it said was,

"Thank you for taking care of Miss. Granger. Please tell her that she has my permission to tell you anything you may want to know. I also ensure you that your secret is safe. All details will be revealed once she is awake.

PS, Do not let Miss. Granger fool you, even though she puts on a very tough and strong front she is still a young lady that needs care for.

Respectfully yours Albus Dumbledore."

More and more mystery's and the only good part to all of this is that when she does wake up she will tell us anything we want to know, but even more so I guess we can trust them. It's not every day you meet a wizard and vice versa; so it's nice to know what we can reveal things to each other knowing our secrets will be safe. To be honest I don't know how much more our little family can take. Bella had already put a wedge between us and slowly we have accepted the truth that soon she will become one of us. But with wolves, more and more vampires coming into our area, not to mention the Voltaire who could come and knock on our door at any moment; I do not think we can handle a magical vampire. Maybe she will be able to help us maybe we can help her as well.

As the minutes ticked by I could tell that the girl was having a bad dream. Her once peaceful face was gradually showing a mixture of pain and fear. Even though she endured a fierce battle Carlisle said that she was lucky, having only semi minor injuries. However some of the wounds were caused by spells of some sort and god only knows how much damage those had caused. Even Carlisle had to admit that she might very well be in pain but we will not know the extent of it until she awakes. As I rubbed her hand I softly hummed the lullaby my mother used to sing to me before I feel asleep. Slowly her features relaxed as her breathing calmed down as well. Never the less I continued to sit there, humming my mother's soothing lullaby and for the first time in a very long time I felt needed; like I actually had a purpose on this earth.

Don't get me wrong having Emmitt with me is everything and then more and I have to admit that I have finally settled into the life style of being a vegetarian vampire. But one of my most cherished childhood dreams was growing up, marrying the man I love, building a house out in the country side and raising children. All I wanted was to have the perfect family, one that I could call my own. Even though the first man that I thought I could call my husband didn't turn out the way I planned, in all the darkness there was a speck of light and that light was Emmitt. Nonetheless, as time went on I gradually accepted the fact that my perfect family can never truly be. But as tenderly stroked the girls hand and quietly hummed my lullaby I realized that this is what I have been missing for so many years. A daughter, someone that I can take care of and someone that needed me. I know deep down I cannot be her mother nor could never replace her real mother; but at least for now I can sit by her beside. Just like my mother used to do with me.

To Be Continued…