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Much Love, Lisette!

I felt my blood fizz at Edward's words, felt it warm like a small ember was lit in my heart. Yet it wasn't an ember of anger or passion, but a small flame that heated my healer's blood and made it come alive…as if it were protecting me, charging my power in this soft yet succulent comfort. I flicked my gaze to Carlisle, watched as he stared into me as if he was searching with some lost hope of recovering a grain of the past. He looked so fragile in that moment, so lost as he stood and approached me like a hypnotized child. I felt Edward stiffen beside me, felt the coolness in the room fester as Carlisle stopped before me and raised a hand to touch my cheek. Yet his skin never met mine…it simply lingered, lingered and waited and perhaps dreamed that I was someone else.

"Lilia." He exhaled, his hand quivering next to my face as he stared deep down into this lost love of his that he now envisaged. I sucked in my lower lip, feeling my heart press against its cage of bone and cartilage as it sought to escape and nestle inside him. He looked so broken, so unaware of everyone else's gaze as he bared such a vulnerable and intimate part of himself. I dared not breath, dared not move as he – "No." He snatched his hand away, looking down towards the ground as he closed his eyes tightly. "This needs to end." And before I could part my lips to speak, before I could even let out the breath I had been holding…he walked past us and left the room.

"I…" I looked to Jasper, felt my breath stutter in my throat as he looked so cold, so unemotional as he stood stiff and tall. I couldn't read him, couldn't…and that frightened me. I swallowed deeply, yet I couldn't breathe without my lips parted ever so slightly. I didn't know what to say, what to do…and suddenly I felt alone. I could feel all of their eyes on me, judging me and analyzing me as I stood there trying to capture Jasper's eyes. Yet he wouldn't look at me. Did he feel betrayed? "Excuse me." I said sweetly with a shy yet chirpy smile before twirling on my heals and leaving the room. I rushed down the stairs, my heartbeat rapidly increasing as I made my way not towards the door…but towards Carlisle. I could see him in the study, see his light blood hair gleaming in the moonlight as he pinched the bridge of his nose and leaned against a bookshelf in the dark.

"My love, try to understand me when I say you torture me." I whispered to him, those words that he had said to Lilia. I stepped over the threshold and into the study. Carlisle looked towards me, holding this look of helplessness and despair. "You wanted to feel warm, to feel that mortal heart pound inside you." I told him softly, gently as I approached him.

"Stop." He exhaled tightly, as his features contorted into a pained expression. "From the moment, I met you…I could hear it." He looked at me with sad and guilty eyes. "Hear your healer's blood whisper and hum. It was so faint, so gentle and new and… curious." He crossed his arms over his chest, tilting his head back as his eyes misted over. "I thought…that maybe if I taught you, helped you discover what you were and could be in an indirect way… that I could remain distant from you…pretend that we were just two mortals…a student and a mentor and maybe, just maybe she would forgive me." He opened his eyes, opened those sad honey eyes and smiled falsely. "My Lilia…my angel" He shook his head, walking over to the window where he stopped to look up at the sky, stopped to search for her… "I have no right to be near you…no right to- "

"Stop that." I whispered, walking towards him with hesitant steps. He turned towards me, looking down at me with such endearment, with those eyes of a father lost in regret and guilt and shame. "Why do you say such things?"

"Because it's true." He whispered, "what right do I have to even seek forgiveness? To be near any healer yet alone a healer with your heart and soul. I have been robbed of that privilege, stripped of my …" His voice broke, fractured as did my heart. My fingertips brushed against his arm in the most delicate of manners.

"No, I don't believe that." I told him softly. "For you are far too good of a man. You say you seek forgiveness yet…I believe you have found it already. Edward said her last words…" I hesitated, knowing how sensitive this was…how fragile his heart was. "Her last words were that you are not a monster. She knew…I…I know." Carlisle shook his head, flicking his gaze back up to the stars as if he was searching for her once more.

"If I could dream…then I believe she would linger in them." He whispered softly before sighing deeply and clenching his hands into two fists. "I won't let you have the same fate as her Willa…I can't let that happen."

"And it won't." I told him gently.

"Then we understand each other?" He asked, turning towards me and smiling sadly. For he knew we didn't. "You have your father's eyes." He confessed, his words so airy and lost as if once again…he was looking through the present and into the thick mist of the past. "His conviction."

"You…you knew him?" Curiously engulfed me, my feet stumbling a single step forward as I gazed up at him with desperate bewilderment and longing, longing for him to tell me, to say yes and perhaps…ease me from my dreams.

"Silas." He breathed, nodding his silent confirmation. "I knew him when he was just a boy," he paused…waiting and searching for that lost memory of him. "He was a slave child of the Volturi, the dominant vampire coven. I was studying in Italy at the time when I decided to say with them. They tried to persuade me to live of human blood but…I resisted. It was during my two decades there that I first encountered Healers." He said the name of my species softer than any other word he spoke, said it with such pain and guilt as the word coated and stained his tongue. Yet I did not dare interrupt him.

"Silas's parents…Juliet and Ikaros… they were the first kind of your species that I ever met. Juliet, she…" Carlisle paused, a small smile pinching his lips upwards in endearment. "She was the kindest person to me during my stay. She used to study with me in the evenings during her pregnancy, secretly of course. You see, when she was with child... She became so much more than just a healer…she became their most valuable asset and possession." His features tightened, pained…" they treated her with care, false love and manipulating tenderness during that time but Ikaros…they tortured him, drained him more and beat him until he was on the verge of death. He was the strongest man I had ever known…until I met Silas, until that boy was born and something was different about him. As he grew, he showed more fire and fury and resistance than any other moral or immortal that I had seen in the face of the Volturi. He trained in every spare moment that he had…and the love for his parents, it was unmatchable in any form. I had never seen someone so protective over another before, someone so willing to kill and torture to save the ones they love. And so, when his parents were murdered…. Silas attempted to burn the place down. He was 20 years old at the time…a healer yes but he still had not changed…not until that night. He was barely alive when I helped him escape…yet he lived, lived and changed and became a flame of fury and passion. He hated vampires, loathed every single one of them…even me."

It was then that he looked away, looked to the stars, then the ground and moved back into the shadows. He pressed his back against the books and tilted his head back as he allowed his eyes to mist over. "He blamed me, Willa…held me responsible for his parent's deaths, for the murder of your grandparents."

My lips parted, no…I refused to believe he was…I couldn't. I walked towards him, past the ever-watching stars and into the shadows that he lingered in. It was as if he was afraid, like Jasper had been…to be watched and judged by those glowing souls as if they were a jury of the night. "Why did he think that?" I asked softly, stopping before him and drawing his eyes to meet mine.

"Because I didn't stop it." His words were cold and factual. "I couldn't stop it…no matter how much I wanted to."

"Then you were not responsible for it." I told him, pleaded with him as he looked away in shame. "You were but a mere witness…you didn't…I see what you are trying to do." I suddenly confessed to him. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"And what is that?" He asked.

"You're trying to paint yourself as a monster, attempting to put false qualities on yourself because it helps ease your pain in some strange way. You loath yourself still…I see it….I know it. But you need to stop because it's not true." I told him honestly.

"Willa." He exhaled.

"Please." I begged softly. "I've seen you work. You've committed your entire life to saving others, healing their souls and hearts and mind. What monster would do that? You have a pure heart."

He shook his head. "I don't have a heart at all."

"Yes, you do." I told him. "Maybe not physically but in other ways that are far more important…far more mortal then you could ever realize. You are the furthest thing from a monster…yet you still believe you are one. Why is that? Because it's not just because of what's happened in the past…it's something more, something –"

"Willa, I envy you." "I've dedicated my life to healing others yet I am trapped in the skin crafted from blood lust and twisted shadow. You…your species…you're everything I want to be. That is why I am a monster. Because I am poisoned with that green-eyed monster."

"Aren't we all?" I could see him press himself further into the shadows, see him hide and cower in shame but no. I walked towards the curtain…brushing my hand against the fabric before looking back towards him. He pleaded me with his eyes not too, and a part of me hesitated. For he looked so vulnerable, so broken that suddenly I felt as if I had tumbled into a place that I was not supposed to. I could hear the voices of his family upstairs…hear them argue and protest and no…I looked back up to the stars, back up to where my parent's and grandparent's shone and watched and judged. And so, they would, quietly as we carried on and lived and loved and fought. Yet they would remain silent, remain as memories and reminders and impossible possibilities. So, I pulled the curtain back, allowed the starlight to flood the room and shine against Carlisle's skin. He closed his eyes, yet he could no shield his body nor his face.

"Don't hide," I whispered. "For we are all the same. It does not matter what race or species we belong to because at the core…at the heart of it all, we are all the same. All wanting to live and love and blossom, all hungry for that one thing that binds us all." I told him, my voice strong as I spoke, as I my fingers sill held soft fabric of the curtain. "The stars above cannot hurt you…cannot touch you. For you are pure Carlisle, you may have the body of a vampire yet you have the heart of a healer. And as for the green-eyed monster, we all have that in us, no matter the species. Perhaps you could even say that we all have some darkness within us, whether it is small or large, buried or soaring but you…you need never hide or cower in shame or guilt. Because I know, Lilia and your family and all of those who you have touched with your almighty gift of medicine…we know who you are. And that…" I released the curtain, walking towards him and slowly raised my hand to caress his cheek. My fingertips were so gentle against his skin, so dainty and fragile as they caressed his cool skin. "That is that you are not a monster."

"It is like you have stolen her voice," he whispered. "For when I look at you now…all I see is her, my Lilia." He sucked in a deep breath, his chest rising and falling as his eyes looked towards that one star who he knew was her. "Which is why you and Jasper…you can't…it won't end well."

"No," I shook my head, "you cannot let species or race interrupt the uncontrollable force of love. For it is just that, uncontrollable. You cannot choose it, cannot stop it and you know that to be true." My words were so fragile as I spoke, so filled with hope and innocence and dreams. "And whatever happens…it will all be worth it." As I blinked, tears fell from my eyes and teased my lips as I spoke. "For it is better to love and be vulnerable, than to shut ourselves away with fear." He gasped at my words, grasped my hand that rested against his cheek. For I knew if he could cry then he would.

His touch was ice cold against mine, strong yet so careful and gentle. "I wanted to teach you in payment for Silas and Lilia…in some feeble hope that it would redeem me as I hunted underneath their watchful gaze but…now I see that is not why I have to help you. I want to help you because I…because I care about you like a father would a daughter…like Silas would have cared for you if he could be here now." I knew what he was saying was troubling for him, hard as he allowed and opened himself up to admit such things that he did not want to, that he was afraid of. "He would be so proud of you, they…your parents…I know it." A small smile waltzed across my lips. For I hope it was true, begged that it would be true especially with how I now knew Silas perceived Vampires. "No more hiding," He said softly. "No more separation or divide of species…despite the challenges that will come with it and I can assure you Willa that the more your power grows, the stronger my family's love, Jasper's love grows for you…"

"I know." I quickly whispered, licking the tears that coated my lips.

"Then welcome to our family, my darling little dreamer." And before another word was spoken, he took me in his arms and held me like a father would a daughter, underneath those ever-watching stars…untied, despite what the dead may have desired or wished.


We talked for what seemed like hours…safe in that small study as we ignored and forgot about the discussion upstairs. A part of me was afraid to leave this room, to leave Carlisle's side because suddenly…I had never felt safer. We sat on a couch as we talked, as he told me of his past in its entirety…as we bared ourselves to one another in the most vulnerable and exposing of ways. And as we talked, the more we shared…I could feel this invisible threat slowly knitting our hearts together. I admired him so, was in complete awe of him and I…I did feel guilty, as if I was betraying my own flesh and blood…my own father by finding that figure in someone else. Yet I couldn't stop this bond from forming, did not want too. For I had always longed for a father, always dreamed and hoped and desired…and now, I felt as if I was capturing that. We had so much in common that our essence, our philosophy of life, our hopes and dreams…they were near identical reflections of each other.

We became so drunk on each other's presence and knowledge and past that we did not hear the knock at the door…did not hear it open nor see as Rosalie walked into the room. It was only when she cleared her throat that we were brought out of our trance. Smiling sweetly at each other, I tore my eyes away from his and met hers. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on…yet there was something within her that made my heart call to hers in a way that I did not understand.

"Rosalie." Carlisle exhaled, opening himself up to include her in our conversation. She stood awkwardly, her eyes never leaving mine and I knew…I could feel it…what she wanted, what I represented...

"They're still talking upstairs," she said nonchalantly, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Personally, I have to say that I don't mind the idea of a vampire and a healer…but a human…" She rolled her eyes. "Anyways, things are getting a little heated about the whole Edward and Bella thing and I…I was wondering if I could talk to you, if it's alright?" Rosalie asked, checking her nails over once before giving me a small smile. I felt my heart flutter, rise and fall with this strange relief.

"I…I would adore that." I told her honestly.

"Good. I haven't told anyone about this and knowing how protective Jasper can get…" she clicked her tongue, "would you like to go for a walk? Or go somewhere different? I could use some fresh air exposure."

I nodded. "I would love that, truly." I stood looking towards Carlisle who regarded Rosalie with cautious eyes, as if he was hesitant about the idea. Yet I did not care, for I had yet to truly know Rosalie and so I withheld any judgement or fear or timid nature.

"Then let's go."


We ended up walking through the forest, telling one another of our pasts…I was surprised at how open she was, and how honest and genuine she seemed. Yet as she spoke, there seemed to be this constant shadow of loneliness and suffering, as if she was trapped in a life she would never have carved for herself. Because despite her family, despite the love she shared with Emmett…she had been abused, tortured and robbed of that dream that had once blossomed her youthful innocence and meaning of her life. She was frozen…frozen in a world that she did not how to live in. And so, as we walked…I couldn't help but reach my hand out to hers and thread my fingers with hers. She shuddered at my warmth, at the softness of my skin but…she did not let go.

We paused in the forest, stopped our walk to nowhere in particular as we looked at one another. I was not afraid of her, not in the slightest despite knowing what she wanted, knowing what I could give her.

"If we had happy endings, we would all be under gravestones by now." She whispered in the darkness, her voice so lost in that false hope and lost possibilities that seemed too far away to ever touch. "Yet we keep living…frozen…dead."

"Rosalie," I swallowed softly, "I want you to know that if I could…I would without hesitation." I told her gently, squeezing her hand in mine. "I know I am a new healer, that my blood hasn't matured enough but…I want to give you a gift." I took a step forward, adverting my eyes to the ground shyly. I knew what happened with Carlisle and Lilia, knew the dangers and possibilities of addiction but…despite the consequences I could understand Lilia, feel that same need within my very own heart. And I couldn't ignore it. "When my blood matures, I want to give you that gift…to change you into a human, even if it is for just a day and," I quickly continued on before she could interject. "I want to be your friend, because for what it's worth, from one frozen creature to another, I think we can help one another. Whether that be in simply letting the other know we are not alone or going on shopping trips together." I smiled slightly, and she released a warm puff of laugher.

"I would love to have you as my friend, Willa." She said with a small smile. "And besides, it would be nice to have some company that understands the importance of fashion and self-care."

I bit my smiling lip. "Well then how about tomorrow, you and I go out shopping. You have a few years on me though so I'd love some tips and advice."

"Always." She said lightly. "I…" She paused, her voice becoming soft as if she did not know how to thread her words together. "I don't know how to respond to your offer about allowing me to be a human for a day. I've never tasted human blood, never wanted it inside me but…to be warm, to be mortal, I don't know how I could ever repay you for such a gift, even if it's for just a day."

I licked my lips, waiting for her eyes to meet mine before I spoke. "There is only one thing I would ever ask." I told her delicately. "Come with me to the hospital one day, to the children's ward. I know you've always wanted children, so for one hour…maybe you could come with me? Help me care for them and allow yourself to feel their love in your heart. Because trust me when I say that children, they are everything we adults should inspire to be."

"Alright," She said after a moment or two of consideration. "I promise and for what it's worth…I think your perfect for Jasper." Her sweet words brought a shy smile to my lips as we continued to walk, my fingers falling through hers as our hands now lay at our sides, swaying slightly as we walked underneath the stars. "And Willa?" I looked up at her, smiling as I saw a new light glimmering in her eyes…as if she too had found something that she had once been searching for. "I think you're perfect."

"I think your perfect too." I told her honestly. "Perfect heart, perfect mind, perfect hair, you name it…you're perfect Rosalie."

And so underneath the stars and the dead a new friendship was born, a friendship that would soon challenge, blossom and change the way mortals and immortals alike perceived Vampires and Healers.


With the time passing over into the early hours of the morning, my fear regarding Bella being at home all by herself started to nip at my heart and snake down my shivering spine. It was 2am when I said goodbye to Rosalie, when she promised that she'd let her family know that I had returned home and that she'd tell Jasper to come over once their family had finished talking. The forest was silent as I wandered through it, as I took my shoes off to feel the dirt and leaves snuggle in-between my toes. I sighed in pleasure as every breeze coated my skin, smiled at every creature I saw and hummed to the lullaby that was the night's song.

A large part of me felt largely at peace, like a small seed had began blossoming within my heart and the events this evening were both the sunshine and rain that helped it bloom. I was growing closer to the Cullens, in ways that I had not experienced before. For it was different with Fitz.

Fitz…

He still held a part of my heart, still cradled it in his chest as I held a part of his heart inside me. I wonder what he would think of all this, if he was that creature I had seen in the forest before? But no…he couldn't be and after seeing Rosalie, after listening to the stories of the Cullen's past, I wished with everything that created me…that he would have a perfect mortal life. I hadn't had time to fully consider the consequences of being immortal…of being frozen forever and always as the people around me withered and melted into the soil and then sky. It frightened me…terrified me at the prospect of seeing my friends dying, of seeing Charlie and Bella and Fitz…I shook my head, trying to let the imagines of them with grey hair and wrinkles fade. But as much as I tried, I couldn't. That feeling of loneliness suddenly crept up on me, slithered in-between my veins as it taunted my heart like it was its prey.

I did not know what would become of Bella and Edward, but the Cullens…they were the only other people like me that I knew, the only other immortals and suddenly…I realized that I may just be spending eternity with them. It was then that I stopped walking, that I allowed my eyes to mist over as I took in that possibility. I allowed it to fill me, consume me as I saw us as a family…a family of vampires and a healer with Jasper…

Jasper…

I allowed my eyes to flutter open, for my blood to blush and warm as I thought of him and us and what could be. A shy smile waltzed onto my lips as I began walking, as I remembered…until suddenly, my eyes captured something that I did not except to see. A large bear. My eyes widened at the sight of it and suddenly I felt my knees tremble and my smile grow so big that I bit my lip to control my glee and wonderment. I had never seen a bear so close before, never had a chance to marvel at its beauty. The bear was large, a full adult as it slowly walked through the forest. I had no desire to disturb it, no desire to be seen for I knew I was in its home. Here, I was the intruder and so I did not want to scar it. I felt my legs weaken as I crouched down in a cluster of leaves, my arms wrapping around my legs as I simply watched it. The bear was so mighty, so majestic that I bit my lip a litter harder to keep my excitement and awe contained within me.

Raising my hand, my fingers grazed my lips as I beheld this creature, as I suddenly felt the warmth within me grow, that sweet lightness as my gaze flicked up to the stars…to my blood family, to Lilia…for I felt inspired by her, felt her pulse dance in me as I wished and dreamed for my future, for a love like she had…for that darling compassion and generous heart.

It was only when a twig snapped behind me that my warmth dissolved, that I craned my neck over my shoulder to look into the darkness of the trees behind me. And there…shrouded in shadow with frightening glare…were those two red eyes. My lips parted softly and my breath thinned. Those eyes…the way they were shaped. I had to know, I…I got to my feet in one graceful movement, my hands straightening the skirts of my dress as I felt myself become shy.

"H-hello?" The word was so soft as it escaped my lips, as I walked towards those eyes that did not move away from mine, that did not blink or waver. "I-" I brushed back a branch, bending down to go underneath it before straightening up. My fingers were so delicate against the trees as I walked towards this figure of mystery and shadow. "I won't hurt you, if…if you are afraid." I said gently. "Who..who are you?" Yet when I asked that question, my foot caught underneath a branch and I felt myself fall to the ground with a small thump and a squeal.

As my body collided into the dirt, as my squeal of surprise soared through the air…another cry joined it. A deep, low roar broke through the air and night and as I dared to look behind me, my eyes widened with fear as I saw the bear come racing towards me.


Hello my lovelies! There you have part 2! Part 3 of this chapter should be posted before this coming weekend ends! Until then you have a Fitz and Willa encounter to look forward to, an M rated Jasper and Willa moment and some more exciting things! Please review/follow/favorite and eee lucky 100 reviewer will get a shout out! I love you all so much my shining stars! Much Love, Lisette


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