A.N I don't own anything, just a really slow laptop.
Chapter Six. Crash Part 2.
Rosalie.
I probably shouldn't be surprised. Of all the strange things about our kind, our devotion to our mates and our ability to spot them so quickly always seemed like one of the few advantages we had. I wasn't expecting it to happen to Edward so soon though. Vampire or not he is still a child. I never thought my gift would surprise me more than it did when I met Emmett and I could literally see the bond forming between us as he lay there dyeing. But seeing that same thing happen to my seven year old brother and that little girl was even stranger. I ached for the child. She wouldn't have to go through many of the painful things a normal (I use the word loosely) vampire would but she was still loosing so much.
Her mother and father were gone, as was any chance she had for a normal life. No staying in one place, no making any real friends she could be truthful with, even at maturity she would probably look too young for any real job. She would be stuck in the hell the public school system refers to as high school with the rest of us. She wouldn't be the danger to humans we are, but there would still be a wall between her and them. I actually wondered if that would make it harder for Edward and her. Excepting my Emmett, when we stayed away from the people we would see everyday for at least a few years, we had their safety in mind. We were dangerous whether we wanted to be or not. It wouldn't be like that for them. Edward and his little mate (I had to acknowledge that's what she was, or would be. These things were usually mutual.) could live a practically human life if they could just age. Hybrids had so much more in common with the humans than we did, would that make it harder? They ate real food like them, got tired and slept like them, they could make a family the natural way like them. No real homicidal or cannibalistic impulses to remind them of the differences between themselves and the rest of the population. I was grateful Emmett didn't have to go through any of that, but sometimes I wondered if being so much closer to normal actually hurt him worse than if he was more completely separated from the humans.
This was certainly an interesting situation though. Emmett would be happy to have things shaken up. We were all on pins and needles waiting for the newest member of our family to wake. I think the rest of our coven were just trying to figure out what really possessed our youngest member to change this little stranger. They didn't understand yet. Edward was tied to her as absolutely as the rest of us were to our mates, I could see her tied to him as well even though she had barely been conscious in his presence. It would be much stronger when she was one of us, and when she spent real time with him. I needed to warn Carlisle and Esme so they could understand what was happening. This was going to be a touchy conversation.
We still had at least six or seven hours before she woke, if not more. Alice had left for Seattle to buy her some clothing and other supplies(very Alice), Jasper was trying to talk strategy with Emmett. The I.D on the girls parents said their names were Charles and Renee Swan, Jasper thought they should go and quickly and quietly abscond with the contents of the Swans home in California so the girl could have all her parents belongings. Emmett was probably the best person to help take care of that, with his California proof skin. It would take time to drive all the way down there and back, but she should have her things. Jasper was better at forging papers than the rest of us too, and he would need to take care of that before anyone else saw her and before they enrolled her in school in the fall. He would need to confirm a cover story with Carlisle before he could do that though. It was the most I had heard him speak since he had joined us.
Easygoing Emmett was more interested in taking her on her first hunt and hoping she would like sports. That was my husband though, he never worried about anything.
Not that he was thoughtless or slow, he just had this bizarre but endearing trust in the universe that I could never quite match.
Edward was still sitting watch over the girl, I found Esme in the hallway and told her I needed a word with her and Carlisle, who was playing sick from the hospital today for obvious reasons. "Could we take a little walk please?" I asked them. I led them a good distance from the house and took a breath I could almost swear was necessary. Esme with her mothers intuition looked a little nervous and worried about what I was going to tell them. Carlisle looked concerned but patient as ever. So without any further ado I just went ahead and ripped the bandage off.
"It's about Edward and our patient. I just thought you should know what I could see with my gift. Edward is very attached to the girl, he is bound to her very tightly. I haven't seen anything like it in one so young before."
As I expected they looked a little confused as they tried to make out the exact meaning of my words. Carlisle finally spoke after a moment.
"I suppose he would feel a natural attachment to his progeny, as I feel towards you. It is an unusual situation,but there really isn't much that is normal when it comes to Edward. You don't think it's something we should worry about do you?"
Obviously it was going to be a little more difficult for them to understand what I was trying to tell them. That made sense though, how could they guess something like this?
"What I'm trying to tell you is that the attachment he has for the Swan girl is as strong a bond as anyone in this family feels for their mate." I paused a moment to let that sink in before I went on. "I could also see her tied to him in a weaker way. It reminded me so much of when I found Emmett. If she can feel that connection to Edward while she's barely conscious and dyeing, as well as human than I don't see how she could be anything but his mate when she is one of us and grown up. I'm not sure if Edward understands any of this, I wasn't sure if it would be better to talk to him about it or to just let him discover it on his own when he gets older."
You could almost hear the crickets singing as my parents stood there trying to process what I had just told them. If I had my husbands unending faith and completely inappropriate sense of humor, I would have found their bewildered expressions and the situation as a whole pretty amusing.
Carlisle was always so calm and collected and usually the one to pull it together first, Esme beat him to it this time.
"You mean...you think he is going to love her? That they will love each other? As a mated couple?" she asked, in an appropriately shocked tone of voice.
I answered as clearly and honestly as I could. "I can't see this kind of deep attachment ending as anything else. If something happened to her, I don't know what we could do with Edward."
And that was the truth. I don't think Edward could go on without her anymore than I could go on without Emmett. Our kind were a very loyal breed. Even if Edward didn't even really comprehend romantic love or attraction yet, she was still it for him. When you live forever, that love is what you live for. While our kind could find attraction without love, we were never fooled by it the way humans are. We could always tell the difference, and once you found it there was really no going back. Vampires rarely survived the loss of our mates.
Carlisle seemed to come out of his stupor. "...What do we do? Do we tell him anything? Do we tell her anything?" I had never seen Carlisle looking so confused. Wise Carlisle with over three hundred years of experience to draw on was the one the rest of us went to when we were lost, not the other way around. Today though he looked fairly stumped. I did what I usually do in these situations and tried to think of what someone smarter than I am would say. " I guess we just concentrate on helping the girl. Everything else will have to come in its own time. We probably shouldn't interfere unless it becomes necessary."
Several hours later and I thought the tension was going to break poor Jasper. Everyone was waiting, and wondering and worrying. Edward in particular looked extremely anxious. The odds were that she would be very confused with her new senses, more than likely frightened and would have the grief of losing her parents to deal with on top of the highly disorienting experience of changing species. Her eyesight, her hearing, sense of smell and her new vampire fast brain would all take some serious adapting to get used to. As well as her new found strength and speed. That was all a pretty large adjustment for an adult who had been turned, but she was practically still a baby. I couldn't help but marvel at the beautiful little creature. Asleep like that she looked like something out of a fairy tale. You could tell the transformation was nearly finished, she was beyond breathtaking. Sure Edward was the most beautiful little boy ever born, but this was different. She was a girl. Esme, Alice and I would have lots of fun mothering and dressing and fawning over our little brunette beauty.
I was very curious to know what she would be like when she was grown up, and amused myself by trying to guess her name. There had been nothing in the car with it written on it. Alice was back. Whoever this girl was she would be quite stylishly dressed. I'm not sure she would be able to wear everything Alice got her before she grew out of it. Alice was trying so hard to see something, anything. But it was all still very fuzzy, it would probably get easier when she spent more time with the girl and got to know her. It was easier for her to see Edward now than when she first met him. Not easy but easier. Esme was of course trying to decide which room she would like best, I could see the slightly wild gleam in her eye she always had when she got to redecorate. I knew she would be haunting all the best furniture stores in the state as soon as possible.
Esme was such a good mother though, her own tie to the girl was already visible. She loves so fiercely, I hope having her around will help the Swan girl with the heavy loss she has suffered. Though I suppose she is a Cullen girl now. Carlisle could be a little formal, but he loved his family and was very dedicated to all of us. He would be a great father for her. She would be able to go to him for anything and he would be his usual generous, understanding, kind, caring, patient, wise self. Just being around two such gentle people often made me regret my own intemperance.
Alice was probably the one vampire who didn't really have to remind herself to fidget, though normally it looked more like dancing. She looked so anxious for the girl to wake up, like she was awaiting the unveiling of a masterpiece. Carlisle looked uncharacteristically nervous. Esme, I'm sure was itching to throw her arms around the girl and commence with the mothering. Edward was a little trickier to figure out, his face was tense. Nervous too, with a little impatience around the edges. I remembered waiting for Emmett to wake, wondering if he was going to hate me but so wanting to get to know him. Wanting to know every little thing about him. That must be what Edward was going through now.
I was more than a little protective of Edward. He had brought so much joy to my life, being a part of his childhood was my saving grace in a very dark time for me. I hoped that this girl, when the time came, would see how wonderful he was. He was very smart and terribly sweet most of the time. He was incredibly talented as well, his piano playing was so beautiful. And funny. There was a little bit of darkness to his sense of humor that matched my own, so we had always got on very well.
I wasn't too worried though. I believed what I told our parents. She would love him one day. Her heart rate matched Edwards now, her human sent had also changed into a hybrids.
We all nearly jumped out of our granite skin when she took a deep breath. Was this it? I hoped Jasper was ready to calm her down. Her breath sped up a little and slowly her eyes opened.
A.N. Hope this was OK. Next chapter in little Bella's POV I think.
So Sorry For the wait.
