Title: Changes
Author: HufflepuffEdwardCullen13
Pairings: Carlisle/Esme
Summary: Edward sees why Carlisle decided to change Esme, and encourages them to fall in love. This chapter's in Edward's point of view.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None for this chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any characters. But I did alter Edward's powers slightly. Not only can he tell what you're thinking, but if you're remembering a memory, he can see that as well.
Review: Yes please.
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I knew as he was racing home from the hospital. I could smell her freshly spilt blood on him. I opened the front door to our house, and Carlisle rushed in with a young woman. I'll give him this much: even for a mortal, she was stunningly beautiful.
I followed him up to a spare bedroom where he set her down. His thoughts are so unclear, a mixture of apologies to me and the woman named Esme, mixed with some blurred memories. All the sudden, Carlisle's thoughts become clearer and I can see a memory.
:: Flashback::
A younger Esme is propped up on a hospital bed. She was beyond gorgeous, with her caramel colored curls and striking baby blue eyes. Carlisle came into the room and I could tell by the look he gave her that he liked her. Looking at this girl's face, she was fascinated by Carlisle, but there was something else in her eyes that differed from the millions of women that ogled at Carlisle's perfections.
"Hello, Miss Esme. My name is Doctor Cullen. Sounds like you had quite a rough time with a tree?"
Esme giggled. "Oh, yes, of course."
"I'm going to reset your leg. It might be painful, but you'll be fine in a week or so. Alright?"
"I trust you, Doctor Cullen."
Carlisle reset Esme's leg and young Esme barely flinched. She did, but she was trying to hold it together.
"Well, Miss Esme, you're well enough to return back home. Come back in a few weeks to get a check up. Unfortunately, I won't be here, but Doctor Porter is excellent."
"Why are you leaving?" The tone in Esme's voice was sad and almost pleaded Carlisle to be there for her.
"I got recruited to another hospital."
And as Esme's parents helped her into their carriage a few minutes later, she looked miserably at Carlisle, not because of the pain. I didn't even need my powers to tell that Esme loved Carlisle and wanted to stay with him. The funny thing is that he looked at her similarly.
"So, I guess this is good-buy, Doctor Cullen?"
"Yes, Miss Esme, unfortunately, it is."
And then she did the oddest thing I have ever seen: she hugged Carlisle. He was just as shocked about it as her parents, but anyone could tell that he enjoyed the closeness of this sixteen-year-old girl. Her mother scolded her, apologized to Carlisle, and they were on their way home.
:: End Flashback::
Carlisle never left Esme's side as she went through the transformation. He held her slender, beautiful hand, trying to soothe her.
"Everything will be alright, Esme. Not too much longer and all the pain will go away. I promise, Esme. I promise. I love you. I always have and I always will."
The only thing worse that her screaming in pain was Carlisle sobbing. He realized shortly after he changed her that she wore a wedding band. She was married. And that idea killed Carlisle. I didn't even need to remind him that she could have been happily married and maybe even had a child or two. He though about this, and hated that he changed her life so drastically when she might have been happier as a mortal.
Finally, Esme woke up, but unfortunate for me, Carlisle was at work gathering his paperwork because as soon as she was ready to move, we will be gone from Ashland. Esme was beautiful, even through her blood red eyes. She sat up and stretched, hearing new sounds, feeling new feelings. Everything was new to Esme. She saw me looking over her and became self-conscious.
"You don't need to worry about being self-conscious, Esme. You're safe."
"Where am I? Who are you?"
At least those are easy questions I can answer without Carlisle here. "My name's Edward Cullen, and we are inside my house I share with my adoptive father."
"Are you related to Doctor Carlisle Cullen?"
Damn.
"Yes. You know what, my dad will be home in a few minutes, and he can explain everything to you, alright?"
"Sure," said Esme as we both fell silent. She was thinking about her surrounding, wondering where in the world she was, or if this was Heaven. And I couldn't help myself by answering the Heaven question, as I knew Carlisle would be home any moment.
"Not to freak you out or anything, but no, this is not Heaven. You're not truly dead, but let me leave my dad to answer those questions."
Perfectly timed, Carlisle came in quietly. He smiled when he saw that Esme was awake (though I told him immediately when she woke up). She gasped and looked slightly confused.
"Doctor Carlisle Cullen?"
Carlisle smiled, with thoughts of joy that she remember him.
"Yep, that's me. How are you doing Esme?"
"I'm just… confused. You look exactly as you did when I was sixteen and you reset my leg."
"And you have changed so much since I saw you ten years ago," Carlisle said fondly, as he tucked a unruly strand of Esme's hair behind her ear. His thoughts were so sickeningly sweet that I coughed instead of gagging like I wanted to.
"And I assume you met Edward."
"Yes, but I still don't understand why I'm here and why you haven't aged a bit."
Carlisle, knowing that I told her little to nothing about vampires, sat on the bed next to Esme taking a hold of her hand.
"Esme, what I'm going to say might sound unreal and imaginary, but I need you to trust me."
"I trust you, Doctor Cullen," Esme whispered.
Esme was incredibly calm when Carlisle told her more about us being vampires. She accepted what Carlisle did, and when both of us expected her to not believe us, she confused us by wanting to know more. She wanted to know more about hunting, our way of life, what other vampires Carlisle had encountered, and so much more.
And as I began to listen to her mind more and more, I found that she adored and loved Carlisle from the second she met him. She not only was stunned by him physical magnificence, but found everything about him equally attractive.
This is going to be an interesting life I'm involved in.
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After we moved to Alaska, I began to get to know Esme better while Carlisle was at work. I found that she was raised on a farm to be a traditional woman, but ended up thinking radically for her time. She is incredibly intelligent, but as soon as I tried to dive into her past, and maybe about her husband and child, she quickly changed the subject to books or music.
One day, I caught Esme off guard, gazing at her wedding ring. I saw flashes of a tall, dark and handsome man who still couldn't hold a candle to Carlisle. I saw that she married this lad, and he beat her and raped her. She ran away when she became pregnant, and moved around trying to avoid getting caught by her parents or her husband. Her son ended up dying as a newborn, and because she lost the only happy object in her life, she attempted to commit suicide.
I don't know if I did the right thing by telling this all to Carlisle, but I did, and he's going to go talk to her about this.
And I'm running far, far away for now.
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Sorry for the cliffhanger, but the next chapter will be Carlisle's point of view.
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