I wore sweatpants and a t-shirt to my uncle's house for my physical. My stomach was in knots about this whole thing and I did not want to go through with this, in fact, by the time I reached the house, my hands were shaking.
"It's Carlisle, not Caius," I thought to myself as I walked towards the beautiful house. Esme was standing there when I walked in.
"Hey," I said, "I figured you would be out hunting tonight."
"Carlisle asked me to help him tonight. He figured that it would make you feel better if you had a female there," she said smiling.
"Thank you," I said.
"There is nothing to be nervous about. Carlisle said he had already walked you through everything that we are going to do. The worst of it will be drawing the blood," she said jokingly.
"Yeah," I said breathlessly as we entered the house and went into the kitchen.
Edward was there with Carlisle, talking quietly about what we were going to do. They turned when they heard me approach.
"Hello Sisi, I know you are nervous about this, but this will not take long. Edward, If you will assess the vitals, I can do the exam," Carlisle said. "We are going to draw blood afterwards, and you can leave for that."
"No, it won't bother me. I will stay," said Edward. "I want to make sure she is fine."
"Alright then. This way, my dear." They lead me down the stairs into the living room, and they had a digital scale, and a physician's height and weight scale and balance beam in the laundry room. I kicked off my sneakers and stepped up. Carlisle moved the height rod up to the top of my head.
"5 foot 8," said Edward.
Then, I stayed put and Carlisle moved the scale to determine my weight.
"127," said Edward.
"I am gaining," I said to Carlisle.
"You are still considered underweight," he said.
"I was a mal-nurished slave, and I have only been free for a half century. Give me time."
He smiled and continued with the exam. "Alright sit on the couch, I am going to take your temperature."
I did as he said and he put as digital thermometer in my mouth. We waited for a few minutes. When the thermometer beeped, he pulled it out and looked at it.
"Hm, 102.3, that is extremely high for a vampire. How are you feeling?" he asked.
"I feel fine," I said. "I just threw up last night."
"No headache or stomach ache?"
"None."
"Good. Let's take your blood pressure." he said, pulling off a smaller cuff and hooking it up to the sphygmomanometer. He placed the cuff around my left arm and placed the earpieces in his ears. He squeezed the pump rapidly, and I felt the cuff tightening on my arm.
"143 over 79. Almost perfect," he said, releasing the cuff. Then he took it off my arm and gave it to Edward, who put it up.
Then he took my wrist and felt for my heartbeat. He looked at his watch as he read for my pulse. "Pulse rate is 96," he said, smiling at me. "That is good and strong. I am going to check your respiration rate, just breathe normally." Again he watched his watch and I just tried to relax. This was not too horrible. After a minute passed, he said "Fifteen, perfect."
Then he looked at me and smiled. "How are you feeling?"
"Alright."
"Nothing to scary."
"No."
"Do you trust me?"
I grinned, "Yes, Zio. I know you will not hurt me."
"Good," he said, and touched my nose with his pointer finger. He turned around to grab something. "Because now, I must ask you to lift your shirt, so I can listen to your heart beat and lungs."
I cringed, and started to feel the room spin.
"How about I hold your hand, Sisi?" said Edward, coming over to me.
I nodded and reached for Edward. He grabbed my hand and I squeezed it so hard, if we were not immortal I would break it.
"Serina, you know I would never hurt you," said Carlisle. "I am going to lift your shirt. You are going to breathe a couple times while I move the stethoscope around, and then we are done."
"Fine."
"Edward," I thought, "if I start screaming in my mind, make him stop."
"I promise," Edward said.
Carlisle pulled my shirt up, and I felt the cold air against my back. I started breathing quicker
"Serina, your fine," said Edward. "Carlisle will not hurt you."
I felt something cold on my left shoulder blade, then on my right one. It did not hurt, it just touched my body. Then it settled somewhere in the middle of my chest.
"Breathe deep for a minute," said Carlisle.
I obeyed.
"In."
The cold plate moved to my upper back.
"Out."
Then it moved to my lower back.
"Now just rest for a minute," he said. After a second, he let my shirt go. "Both your heart and lungs sound fine. Alright, lay on your back and pull your shirt up a little, I need to feel your stomach."
I moaned, but did as I was told and laid back on the couch. Carlisle gently pulled my shirt up, and lightly touched my stomach. I screamed bloody murder. Carlisle backed away slowly. In a heartbeat, Esme flew down stairs from the kitchen, Alice and Jasper came in from the woods where they were hunting, and Emmett and Rose came from the garage.
"It's alright," I said. "There is no real danger. Carlisle is examining me and when he touched me, I panicked."
"Why?" asked Emmett.
"Because for some reason, my mind thinks he is going to touch me the way Ciaus did."
They all went silent. Then Roselie came and sat with me on the couch. She put her arm around me and said, "Part of being in a clan, or having a family is realizing that you will never be around men like that again."
"Serina, are you actually scared of me?" asked Carlisle.
"No, of course not," I said. "But, I can not stand to be touched by any man. Mom wants me to work on it."
"Is the exam finished?" asked Edward.
"No, I need to check her stomach, which was the point of the exam, and I need to draw blood," said Carlisle.
"Maybe I can help," said Jasper. "If you will let me Serina, I can give you the emotion of happiness while he finishes the exam."
"Its worth a shot," I said. "Can you handle the blood?"
"I can take him," said Emmett.
Jasper sat by me and held my hand. "What do you want to feel?"
"Brave and happy," I said.
Slowly I felt like I was able to overcome anything, and that nothing could hurt me, also I felt light and airy. I felt myself smile as Carlisle felt my stomach and listened to it with a stethoscope.
"Keep it up, Jasper," Carlisle said, wiping off my arm and jabbing a needle in it.
As soon as the blood filled the vial, everyone stopped. Carlisle's eyes widened.
"What?" I asked.
"Sisi," said Edward, "I know who your father is. Or at least what your father is."
"What are you talking about?"
"You aren't half human, you're half werewolf."
Carlisle finished the draw and put a cotton swab on it.
"What?"
"Your father must have been a werewolf," said Edward.
"How is that possible?" I asked.
"I don't know," said Carlisle, "but you are in transition. You will phase soon."