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We Are

Chapter Four

Carlisle

Who is Carlisle?

Carlisle is the Stregoni Benefici.

Carlisle is not afraid to admit his weaknesses…like not having been to veterinary school.

Carlisle has centuries of practice.

Carlisle, in the darkest of night, is regretful of the life he has imposed upon his family.

Carlisle sometimes longs for the days when he was able to follow, rather than lead.

Carlisle is grateful for his family, fur and all.

Carlisle is forever thankful he wasn't delayed on his way to the morgue that night.

Carlisle is, underneath it all, a little irked that a wolf discovered the needs of his grandchild before he did.

Carlisle is tired of Edward commandeering the wildflower meadow…the young one isn't the only one with a mate to spoil, after all.

Carlisle is incredibly grateful for the appearance of the young mortal – both of them.

Carlisle thinks back to brotherly conversations held on moonlit marble balconies and sometimes wishes that events would have been different.

Carlisle has long since abandoned the mantle of an obedient son under a pile of potatoes.

Carlisle has never forgotten the girl he met in 1911.

Carlisle is a comforting mercy in the unforgiving chaos of war.

Carlisle is glad, if not a little worried, that the good souls of Forks Hospital are so easily placated.

Carlisle sometimes wants to smack his first son upside his head.

Carlisle is fearful of not doing enough, of not being enough.

Carlisle chose his career as a penance.

Carlisle is glad to be able to provide for his family, even if certain people have trouble working while he's around.

Carlisle is happy as long as Esme is.

Who is Carlisle?

A doctor, a father, a friend, a grandfather, and much more…but above all, he is simply…Carlisle.

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Again, I'm sorry for being AWOL so long…college is a pain sometimes.

Trekker