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Chapter 4: Dream of all Dreams

Color swirling all around me, I don't have any emotions right now or at least none I can feel. I see a dog rapped in an orange sphere, and my children in another sphere only this one was blue. The love of my life, my husband, was in a yellow sphere practically glowing. The child I saved, scared holly, was in her own purple bubble like sphere. I felt like I was in danger not being in a sphere… just then the orange sphere swirled around me until it was like I was being captured in a blurry orange tube. My head spun and spun and spun until the tube stopped and the sphere was now a streak and the streak bounced and bounced until it landed and the foaming jaws and blood shot red eyes of the pit bull were staring right at me. The dog leaped towards me, an orange streak fallowing behind him, but just as he was going to attack me he took a sharp right and was heading for the child… my child in her own innocent blue sphere.

"STOP!" I yelled. I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran past the dog and jumped into the blue sphere with the child. Once I did the whole sphere felt like it was made of steel, as soon as the dog left to come into our little orb. He was busted into a 1000 orange pieces. I grabbed her and we jumped into Carlisle bubble, as soon as we passed it's gracious openness of the walls we both felt safer, more secure, and yet still slightly worried. I looked over and saw my children wrapped in their blue orb. Their hands were all out stretched to us and Carlisle and I help the girl and reached our hands out and with one sudden bust of light when our hands reached each other and we all pulled, or spheres joined together and we stood there all together in a green bubble…

"ESmeeeeeeeeee"

"ESMEeeeeeeeee"

I was lifted out of my weird but supportive dream and found myself in a hospital bed. The smell of cleaner, bleach, and well anything hospital like filled my nose in a very unwelcome way. The sight of everything being white made my eyes hurt. But there was warmth in the room on my left side to be exact. I look down to find the child curled up next to me in a paper hospital gown. My angel had been cleaned up, bandaged, and apparently had been given a form of sleeping aid; it is difficult to sleep through pain.

Only now did I have a chance to really look at the sleeping beauty next to me. She had wavy brown hair with a slight orange tent to it. Malnutrition was a pain part of this girl but I didn't see any nutrition bags hooked up to her while she slept. That didn't really surprise me because needles could only scare this poor child more. From what I could tell she was about Edward's age.

"Love, Esme, be careful we gave you some pain killers you have a pretty big gash on your arm, and the pain killers are known to cause some disorientation." He whispered obviously trying not to wake the little angel next to me.

"I'm all right." I had to pause to think about how to word my next question, but it was useless there was no "good" way to ask. "How is she Carlisle?"

My husband look lovingly into my eyes an sighed "well her vitals are okay, but she is pretty malnourished, and has a hot water burn down her back with cuts and burns on top of it. She has old scares on her that I would date back to 3 years ago. She has a dog claw gash like you but on the left arm and that is only the start of it… Esme what happened?"

"I was on my way home form the store and I heard her yelling, I found her in the alley and a pit bull was attacking her." I felt like I was about to cry. Unshed tears were stinging on the brims of my eyes, all just coming from thinking about how I found my broken princess. "Carlisle, I just couldn't leave her there, I had to do something, when I heard her cry it was like a force was pulling me to her…I guess, I guess I can't really explain."

"I understand. A pit bull really? Well one things for sure, this girl she is a strong one." He said slightly smiling in adoration … and respect?

"How are the kids?" I had to ask about my past blessings that are always in the front of my mind and the center of my heart.

"I called them and told them you had a incident and were hear." He sighed yet again; worry was clearly on his face. "I told them you were hear, but I didn't' tell them anything else, no specifics." I could tell he was not happy about doing that, he trusts and loved our kids and wanted respect from all of them.

This child was on the street, is somehow connected to me, needed a doctor's care, and other children around her age to be friends with, and needs a loving family to help her get back to a human-like stature. Who would be a better suiting family than us?

"Carlisle how long would it take to draw up adoption papers?" I asked and look up into his eyes, hopping he would agree.

With a warm smile he said, "Give me a day."…

~END~

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