Nice to meet you all." Lynne nodded. "Ianto, dear?" She gestured to the other room. Ianto followed her."Go help them Jack." Mercy said. "I'll be fine. I think Carlisle is getting impatient" She nodded to the pale doctor standing next to them."Alright." He moved gently and lowered Mercy back down so she was laying flat.

Trinity slowly got back up and went to curl up next to Mercy, finally understanding the empathy's ability to keep her calm. She closed her eyes again and in her mind told Mercy just how grateful she was that the older woman had found her, regardless of the reasons.

Mercy smiled and let Trinity curl under the blankets next to her. Carlisle chuckled softly from the end of the bed. The rest of the Cullen's were scattered about, not seeming to move. Everyone listened to the sounds coming from the kitchen. It all seemed to be peaceful until there was loud crash followed by an undignified squeak from Ianto

"Jack!"

"What?"

"Behave you two." Lynne scolded

Crunch.

"JACK!!" Ianto and Lynne shouted in unison

"Sorry!

Thud.

"That spatula better not come anywhere near me!"

"You know you like..."

Smack!

Trinity opened her eyes and blinked. Her heart however raced a hundred miles per second at the loud noises that consequently gave her a splitting headache. "Please tell me that this is normal," she groaned into the mattress. 'And I mean everything about this whole situation,' she added as an afterthought.

Alice smirked at the going on in the kitchen and at Trinity's reaction. She turned to Mercy with a more somber expression. 'How long do you suppose we have? My visions are blurry with her around. Its a lot like what happened with Bella, but not quite as extreme. Has Carlisle checked her over yet?'

Mercy just laughed into her pillow. "It'll be ok, and yes, for those two, it is normal."

Trinity wrinkled her nose at the smell of the food. It didn't smell bad, she just wasn't sure if food was the best thing at the moment. "Can't you just give me some more of those sedatives?" she asked softly. 'I know that it'll be easier for you.'

Edward frowned. "You gave her psychic sedatives?" he growled, outraged. 'And don't give me any crap about that I would do the same, because I've seen her mind and some of what she's gone through, and I wouldn't have!'

Alice's eyes went hazy as a vision set in. She saw a group of cloaked figures coming into Westport. Her eyes darted to Trinity.

"It's the leeches." Mercy said, not moving. "And yes, you would have, Edward." She said tiredly. 'You don't know how bad she was'Edward huffed. 'Does she know?' he nodded to Trinity.'No'

Trinity twitched, fear gripping her heart. She unconsciously curled into a tighter ball and squeezed her eyes shut. 'They want just me,' she told herself repeatedly. 'No one else has to get hurt or die because of this. All I've got to do is hand myself over.' For those brief seconds, she forgot that two people in the room could read her thoughts.

Carlisle glanced up at Mercy. 'Do you want me to get those sedatives?'

"She should eat first," piped Alice. "She's weak enough as it is right now."

There was another crash from the kitchen and several undignified squeaks before Lynne called. "Breakfast!"

"Must I eat?" grumbled Trinity, refusing to move.

"Yes!" Alice answered over Trinity's question.

Edward sighed. 'You just had to find an overly emotional teenager this time, didn't you, Mercy?' he teased.

Esme walked into the house. Her eyes softened at the two broken humans. "Nice to see that you're awake, Mercy."

"If you call me awake." Mercy mumbled. "Where's Pearse?"

"Out walking, if you must know." Jack said. "There's food, what do you want Merse?"

Mercy laughed, and then coughed. "Don't call me "Merse""

"How about Pookie then? Or sweetie?"

Mercy had to put a hand on her stomach as she laughed. "Don't make me laugh" She gasped.

"Alright Mercy." He ruffled her hair. "What do you want to eat?"

"What is there?"

"We cooked for a small army. Name it."

Mercy thought for a moment. "I'll just have Toast" She started to sit up, but Carlisle pushed her down.

"Wait until Jack's back." Mercy nodded. She poked Trinity in the side gently.

"Anything that you think that I can hold down...seeing as how none of you are taking no for an answer." She tried sitting up, but her head swam dizzily.

Carlisle pushed her back down gently. "Wait until you've had something to eat before getting up," he said gently with a small grin on his face.

Trinity stuck her tongue out at him, but was otherwise content staying lying down. 'His hand is really cold,' she thought, more to herself.

'Are you sure that she doesn't know?' Edward asked.

'She's smart not Psychic, now cheer up dammit!!' Mercy shifted again. The bed was raised to about waist level in the room, so they weren't on the floor or anything, but it made getting out a bit of a problem. Mercy hadn't had much time to contemplate her situation when Jack and Ianto came back, both carrying trays laden with enough food to feed a small army. Mercy laughed as Edward wrinkled his nose.

"I just wanted toast." Mercy chided as Jack laid the tray on the end of the bed. Carlisle helped to lever her up so she could lean against Jack again.

Trinity sat up. She looked at Mercy as though the woman was insane. Mercy had after all just been shot in the gut.

Jack slid easily behind Mercy, as if he'd been made to fit there with her. She grimaced as she leaned back. Ianto handed Jack the tray to set over Mercy's outstretched legs and set the other one by Trinity.

Trinity reached out uncertainly for an apple and nibbled on it. Her stomach twisted sickeningly. She set the unfinished fruit back on the tray and rested her head on Jack's thigh. A single tear fell out of the corner of her eye. "Not hungry," she grumbled.

Alice looked up at Mercy, an amused expression plastered on her face. 'She seems to be quite attached to you.'

Jasper frowned, trying to send calming waves to the small girl, only to have them rolling off of her. 'Why isn't she calming down?' he wondered. He eyed Mercy. 'Do you think that you could try?'

Edward stepped toward Carlisle and leaned in close to the doctor's ear. "Are you sure that she's alright?" he whispered.

"No" Carlisle replied, to low for the humans to hear. "But we'll try our best." They both looked back to the girls. Mercy was leant against Jack's chest, an almost blissful expression on her face. Trinity was curled tightly around herself and Jack's leg. Esme looked on, wishing there was something she could do for the broken humans.

Mercy looked even more fragile than before, now that she was nestled so comfortably against Jack. Trinity just looked torn. not able to move either way, stuck in the middle of a war. "You need to eat something honey." Esme petted Trinity's hair.

"M not hungry," Trinity repeated stubbornly, swatting half-heartedly at Esme's cold hand. 'Why are the Cullen's so cold?' she wondered, her thoughts aimed at Mercy. 'They're just like those Code Vlls or whatever you called them.' She buried her face into Jack's leg to prevent from smelling the food.

"She feels ill," informed Jasper.

Alice frowned, feeling sorry for both girls. 'How far along is she?' she asked Mercy through her thoughts.

"These are the Code VII's" Mercy said quietly. "The good vampires." 'by normal standards, she seems to be about 2 1/2 months' she sent to Edward who whispered to Alice. Carlisle rested a hand on Edwards shoulder then walked out of the room.

Trinity stiffened. She would have run at the word 'vampires', but she was by all physical standards too tired to do much of anything. "Hope you know what you're doing," she murmured, her words slurring.

"Trinity...eat," said Esme gently. She pushed the apple into Trinity's hands, trying vainly to get the young girl to eat something. She looked up at Mercy, silently pleading for a little help.

"Try some pancakes... they're softer." Mercy suggested, batting away Jack's attempts to feed her Jell-o.

Trinity gazed up at the two, and couldn't help but to laugh softly. She took Mercy's advice and took a bite of pancakes. She closed her eyes and drifted somewhere between being awake and unconsciousness. Her mind was filled with lucid images of her childhood, the few happy moments of her life before her parents left her to take care of herself.

Edward sighed. "She is an interesting human," he murmured. He went to follow Carlisle. "Are we going to stick around and help them? That human girl...Trinity...she should be moved to our home in Forks where we have the equipment to take care of her."

"We'll stay until we're sure of what will happen." Carlisle responded. Mercy stretched her arms, wincing a little. "I should be mostly healed in a week or so." Jack nodded, gently patting her stomach. Ianto turned to look out the window.

"What's wrong, Jones?" asked Jasper in a teasing manner, sensing the boy's jealousy. He was grateful that Trinity had found a few moments of peace. The dark cloud surrounding her had been driving him to the edges of insanity.

Jack sighed and turned to his beloved Welshman with puppy-dog eyes.

"Nothing that you really need to know about, Hale." Ianto replied, smirking slightly. He was really in a mood for a sparring match.

"You know that you can't beat a vampire in a sparring match," Jasper chuckled.

Jack sighed. "We could go outside if you want, Ianto." He looked down at Mercy. 'Would you mind that I left you?'

"I meant of wits." Ianto laughed. "I can barely beat Jack, why would I want to try a vampire?"

Jasper shrugged. "Your funeral, Jones."

Trinity groaned softly and shifted her weight. Her heart rate began to speed up as certain unwanted memories flashed through her mind.

Esme looked up at Mercy worriedly. 'Is she alright?' she wondered.

'She'll never be alright.' Mercy thought to Edward, who whispered inaudibly to Esme. Jack laughed softly. "Leave Jasper alone, Yan, you know you'll win.

Esme frowned sadly. 'Is there anything we can do to help her?'

"Leave 'em alone," grumbled Trinity.

Alice frowned. She glanced up at Mercy. 'You need to get her to wake up. Otherwise I don't see her waking up for about three days. She needs to eat...even if its broth.'

"She ate some pancakes" Mercy sighed, slumping entirely onto Jack. "But do wake her. She's having nightmares." Jack pressed a cup of tea into her hands. Ianto walked over from the window.

Esme gently shook Trinity's shoulders until the girl woke, startled. She blinked before raising her head. "Whatisit?" she asked, her words still slurred with tiredness.

Alice jumped onto the bed, making sure to be careful not to make the frame collapse.

"I know the perfect solution for all this mopping around!" she squealed. "A shopping spree!"

Trinity groaned and put her face back where it was. 'Shopping is so boring!' she thought, remembering the few times that she had went as a child.

"You know..."Mercy started, staring into her cup. "We missed Christmas."

"Not entirely." Lynne said, dusting her floured hands on her apron.

"What day is it?"

"25 of December."

Trinity's mood began to lighten. She was still content with lying down though, as any time that she went to sit up, she would feel dizzy and sick. She still felt uncomfortable with vampires around her though, but she figured that if Mercy and Jack were ok with it, she would keep her mouth shut. 'Mercy...tell Ianto thanks for earlier,' she requested, not wanting to appear too mushy. Esme gently pulled Trinity into a sitting position. "Do you think that you can hold down some soup?" she asked.

Trinity looked away from the vampire. "I can try," she grunted.

Mercy, Edward and Jasper all exchanged meaningful glances. 'You know Ianto's jealous, right?'

'Yeah, but he'll forgive me.'

'You shouldn't do anything that needs to be forgiven.' Mercy smiled. "Shopping would be wonderful, Alice."

Trinity glared at Mercy with a hint of mock-betrayal. "Thanks a lot," she grunted. She crossed her arms over her chest. "You can't even stand...let alone walk for hours." She got up, ignoring the blurriness and went to the kitchen, stumbling on her way. She finally found a pot and put some soup on the stove.

Lynne followed Trinity, making sure the girl didn't hurt herself or anything in the kitchen. "Go sit down" She rested a gentle hand on Trinity's shoulder. "I'll take care of this."

"I got it," Trinity said stubbornly, hoping that her words didn't offend Lynne.

"Honey, you're about to fall over." Lynne pushed gently on Trinity's shoulder, motioning for Ianto to come help her.

I'm fine," grunted Trinity tiredly.

Ianto walked over and steered Trinity back to the bed, allowing for her to lean against his shoulder. "You're a stubborn one," he said in his deep Welsh accent.

"I've just learned to take care of myself."

Trinity sighed impatiently. She closed her eyes and rested against Ianto. She knew that she was too weak to do much on her own but that did not mean that she liked it.

"Just being stubborn, doesn't mean you can take care of yourself." Ianto said lightly, helping her back up onto the bed.

The way the room was lit, it almost seemed like a dais made for a statue, not a bed for a wounded immortal and a broken human. Ianto sighed to himself, wondering just when his life had gotten this far out of whack.

Trinity's stomach growled loudly, betraying her. She opened her eyes in time to see the exchange. She shared an amused look with Mercy.

Ianto gave Jack a long suffering look and smiled. Jack raised his eyebrows. Mercy watched the men's nonverbal exchange with genuine happiness. It took a lot to make Jack happy, and he seemed to have found it in a 25 year old Welshman.