Soooo, sorry it's taken me a while, but I had to work on this more than the others. It was freaking hard! I didn't want to do it the same as Bella's transformation, but then it was the only information I had to go off of whilst I was writing it. So to be fair, it may be a little similar…but hopefully not overly so. It alsoooo didnt help that when i went to upload the chapter last week wouldnt let me! grrrrhhh, its taken until now to get it fixed, but we're back up and running now!
This chapter is a bit shorter, but hopefully still enjoyable. Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, I really appreciate it…do the same with this one yeah?
Chapter fifty two
Jasper
I stared down at the child in my arms and couldn't help but feel truly amazed. It was a boy…and he looked normal. His skin was pale, his eyes green and his moist hair blonde. His chest rose and fell as he breathed.
"We have to act on her now, Jasper." Carlisle's voice sounded in the background, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from the bundle in my arms. The scream broke me out of my daze, Evangeline, she was awake. I passed the baby to Edward and rushed to Evangeline's side. She was frantic, unable to move and letting out weak screams and whimpers. The venom from my bites mixed with the venom infected waters from around the infant had helped her stomach to heal only slightly, the bleeding had slowed but not stopped.
"Evangeline, angel," I muttered, my hand brushing her hair from her face. She didn't speak, she just looked at me silently, her eyes wide and glazed over.
"Give me the baby," I demanded, turning to Edward.
"Jasper we don't have time for this," Edward hissed in reply.
"Edward…give them a moment." Carlisle stated, causing Edward to let out a sigh and pass the small baby over to me, he had been wrapped in a bloodied towel – it amazed me that his skin was warm to the touch.
"You've had a boy," I mumbled, placing the baby beside her so that she could see him. There was a chance that Evangeline wouldn't survive the transformation with injuries as extensive as hers, if anything, I wanted her to see our child.
A few tears rolled from her eyes as she stared at him.
"Gabriel," She whispered, her voice hoarse and her eyes still unsteady.
"Gabriel," I repeated, I lifted the baby from her side and handed him to Edward.
"All of you leave." I demanded.
"You need to make sure her heart keeps pumping, if the injuries don't start to heal…" Carlisle began and I nodded in reply before they both exited, closing the door behind them.
"I love you," I smiled, pressing my lips to Evangeline's as her eyes closed.
I placed my hand beneath her neck and lifted her closer to me, I bared my teeth and pressed them into the supple skin. Almost instantly my mouth filled with venom and swirled with the blood that flowed from the bite. I struggled; taking three mouthfuls of the sweet, wintery tasting blood before I pulled away. My hand gripped at the bed, putting a dent in the metal as I tried to hold myself back.
The scream was the loudest I had heard as it echoed from her lungs, she was still unable to move, but luckily the venom from the birth of the baby had helped heal her stomach even further. I took her hand in mine and pressed her wrist to my lips, I bit down a second time, this time taking no blood at all, just infecting the area with venom. I repeated the action a second time on the other wrist and waited a few seconds. Nothing.
I once again, took her arm in my hands and bit down on her forearm; I waited but there was just silence.
"Come on Evangeline, don't do this." I muttered, my head falling onto her arm as my hand clung to hers. The warmth had long left her skin. I stood up, glancing at the monitor. I set my hands on her chest and began thumping on her chest – trying my hardest not to break anything further.
"Carlisle!" I shouted as I continued the rhythm. Almost immediately he had appeared at Evangeline's side.
"We need to continue the CPR, even if her heart can pump them venom around once, she'll live." He stated, taking over from me as he gave her CPR. My hands tangled in my hair before I lunged at the wall, a hole forming around my hand. I kicked and threw limbs at the walls like a child throwing a tantrum; breaking and shattering everything around me.
"No…no," Rosalie stammered as she appeared in the doorway, her eyes wide and panicked as she held Gabriel in her arms.
I glanced up from where I had fallen on the floor, looking towards Evangeline as Carlisle kept trying to get her heart to pump.
"Jasper you need to bite her again," Carlisle stated, but his voice was almost non existent.
"I'll do it." Rosalie walked over to where Evangeline, lay Gabriel by Evangeline's side and immediately bit into her shoulder. To my surprise, she pulled away, wiping the tiniest bit of blood from her lips and waiting. I moved across to where both my love and my son lay, this wasn't working.
Until Gabriel turned his head and bit into Evangeline's arm, the bite drawing blood. I frowned, glancing at Carlisle and Rosalie.
"Vampire instincts, Rosalie, take him please." Carlisle stated, and Rosalie went to lift the baby from Evangeline, but I stopped her.
"Look," I nodded towards the bites that were stamped all over Evangeline's arms. Each of us watched as they healed, one by one the wounds closing and sealing.
"It's working." Carlisle allowed a relived sigh to escape from his lungs.
"It makes sense…" I muttered, still watching the wounds on Evangeline as they healed. "I don't know how, but it makes sense." I finalised, looking down at my son as he stared up at me – some kind of knowing expression in his eyes and the wave of relief that swelled from him. I picked the warm bundle up and hugged him to my chest. He didn't argue, he just gripped onto my bloodied shirt with his tiny hands as I watched Evangeline begin to transform.
"It's a matter of time now," Carlisle nodded. "It could be days, weeks…but it has worked, Jasper."
"Thank you." I whispered, my eyes locking with his for a second.
"I'll take him, Jasper…you should be with Evangeline." Rosalie turned to me and for once I found no reason to argue with her. I just passed Gabriel to her and smiled slightly.
"Rosalie…" I began, but before I could finish she interrupted me.
"I know, just…I'll look after him, stay with her." And with that she was gone, out the door and down the stairs with everyone else.
I settled at Evangeline's side once again, still trying to get used to the coolness of her skin.
Evangeline POV.
I remember closing my eyes and feeling almost…serene. That soon disappeared into nothing, I felt nothing. I just lay there, still. I didn't even hurt anymore.
But that was before the burning started. First in my stomach, it rippled up into my chest and rattled through my ribcage. It swirled into my limbs and attacked each and every nerve as they jolted back to life, in some kind of sickening retelling of Frankenstein. It was torturous, the pain itself made me long for the moments of sheer shock and terror brought on by, well, any other pain that I had known in my human existence. There are no words to describe the ache and burn to a degree that anyone will understand, unless they've been through it themselves.
The pain didn't end. I had expected it to…but it just didn't. Constantly, it continued to echo through my skin and nerves to the point where I thought it would last forever. Time had disappeared, I didn't know if I had been lying there – silenced, for hours, days or seconds. It was just a deep sleep filled with the excruciating burn, like I had been dropped into a pool of acid that just never seemed to stop eating away at my skin.
At some point, somewhere – my fingertips grew numb and my toes became mobile. The burning seemed to circle me; I tried to ignore it as my thoughts became clearer. I could listen to the conversations in the house, recognising the voices and trying to tie together what was going on as I lay immobile wherever I was. I felt different already, clearer. As if I had an understanding of what was going on for miles around me, even if I couldn't open my eyes or move…I just knew that I was safe where I was. Perhaps that was the vampire intuition side of things.
I didn't think I was screaming anymore. I remember I had gone quiet at some point, the screaming had dulled – whether or not that was because my voice cut out, or because my ears refused to pick up the frequency for fear of my own mental health, I didn't know. All I knew was that now I was silent…silent and waiting.
One thing I was certain of was that there was a clear, marble mould settled in the palm of my hand. It had been there for as long as I could remember…it reminded me of the life I was walking towards. The fire I was lying amidst had reasoning behind it...and that reason had been sitting by my side for as long as I had needed him there.
The burning built up and gave way repeatedly. It was disappointing when the pain appeared again after the relief. But I could feel my heart quickening, like a hummingbird trapped in a cage, fluttering against the sides, it rattled in my chest and sent waves of the venom towards my broken limbs – repairing them and building the new me. The circle of pain swirling had now grown smaller…and smaller. It concentrated on my heart, twitching and coiling around the vessel and forcing it to convulse rapidly in a rhythm that was no where near human. The humanity in me had seemed to disappear and now all that was left was a senseless burning in my throat and a quivering confusion in the fore front of my brain.
Was this it?
