At 30 000 Feet
Part VII
Author: Mrs Ronald Weasley
Rating: PG-13 or T
Pairing/s: Edward/Bella/Carlisle, some Edward/Carlisle
Category: Drama/Angst
Spoilers: None
Warnings: SLASH, and I did warn you in the beginning that they were in a three-way romantic relationship.
Summary: Because at 30 000 feet, when the one you love is dying, you'd do anything to save her, right?
A/N: Um, yeah, sorry for the romantic touch to this part. And there's not much left to this I'm afraid. Although I do have more ideas for fic, we'll see how much I can get done and posted. And the Edward/Carlisle is for you, captjackspeanut. Enjoy!
I looked at the clock, five hours before we landed in Seattle. Edward was pacing, I couldn't even hope to know what was going through his mind. "We have to change her," Edward stopped suddenly, his gaze burned into mine. "I won't lose her, Carlisle."
He took a step towards me, and I could feel the anxiety, the fear, radiating off him. It pained me, made my cold heart ache in a way it never had before. Made me want to take that pain away. "Neither will I," I replied, reaching my hand out and gripping Edward's forearm, offering what little comfort I could. "You both mean too much to me."
"You tried, Carlisle," Edward whispered, moving even closer, and I couldn't stop my slight intake of breath. "You did everything you could, you didn't let your love for Bella, or me, stand in the way of your medical judgment, and I can't ask for more than that." His hand went to the back of my neck and he slanted my head, our lips touching in a light kiss.
He pulled back after a second and I let my hand, which was still on his arm, slide down. I gave his hand a small squeeze before letting go.
"How long does she have?" Edward asked quietly.
I studied Bella, even in the dim light; the bluish tinge to her skin was visible. "The hypoxia has already started to settle in," I replied, "I'm afraid it won't be long before her heart fails."
"The venom," Edward continued, "will it be strong enough to wake her?"
I hesitated; I knew what he was asking me to remember. "She won't wake until the fever breaks," I said quietly, "and that depends on how fast the venom works on the infection."
"But it will take longer than five hours?"
"Most likely, it may take as long as a day, or a day and a half," I replied.
"Are you sure?" Edward looked away, at Bella, "I don't remember-"
"Bella is worse off right now than you were," I explained, my voice quiet and pained. "I knew there was no hope for you. I tried everything possible to save Bella, and if we weren't stuck on an airplane, 30 000 feet in the air, she'd be okay."
"She'll still be okay, Carlisle," Edward said, "if we have as long as you say-"
"I fear her heart won't hold out," I muttered, it was still beating, still racing, but her blood pressure was too low. "And if her other organs start to fail..."
"Then we do it now," Edward said, "The venom will start to kill the infection, saving her organs." I fought to believe him, wanted to believe that he was right. "Carlisle, please," Edward's voice broke as he pleaded with me, and I had that overwhelming urge to remove his pain again. "It's the only chance she has left."
I took a deep breath, nodding and closing my eyes, praying that this would work. Edward was at Bella's side in an instant, he moved her hair aside, bending his head as his teeth sank into her neck.
A/N: Hypoxia = a condition where tissues in the body don't get enough oxygen.