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I just like messing with Stephenie Meyer's characters in my own plots!

Emergency Room Relief and Horror

Rosalie stayed by her cousin's side in the ambulance ride, through the doctor's examination, and while Alice's stomach was being stitched up. Rosalie and Jasper were relieved when the doctor said while the cut was long, it was not that deep. Jasper stood outside the drawn curtain of the trauma room Alice was in. He had opted to give Alice some privacy while the slash she had received was being sewn up.

"Jasper, what the hell happened?" Carlisle called to the younger man as Esme pushed him quickly through the emergency room hallways. "All we know is what Sheriff Black told us, there was a car accident involving Alice and Rosalie. If that wasn't weird enough, he and his deputy son gave us a caravan-style police escort straight to the emergency room door."

"I don't know much more than you do." Jasper answered with his southern drawl becoming more pronounced as his stress increased.

"Jasper Whitlock, I may not know you very well, but I know that you are lying. Your accent always gets stronger when you are." Carlisle responded as he glared at the younger man. "My daughter is lying in a hospital bed right now. Please tell me what is going on."

"You should go in and see Alice." Jasper said taking a deep breath. "Once she is awake and more out of the woods, we can talk. I have a feeling that Emmett, Rosalie, and Alice will want to be in on this discussion."

Carlisle started to protest, but Esme calmed him. She crouched in front of him and held both of his strong hands in her petite ones. "Carlisle, our little girl needs us to be with her and to be strong right now. Our only child has been put in grave danger again and she needs us." Carlisle just nodded his head at his wife and followed his wife into the trauma room that Alice was in.

Rosalie stepped out of the room to give her aunt and uncle time with their daughter. Her face showed evidence of tears and pain. She was trying to hold it together, but the cracks were beginning to show. Jasper touched her shoulder. She turned toward him and wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders in a warm, tight hug.

Jasper held her and rubbed her back trying to help calm her as her shoulders shook. Suddenly, Rosalie sighed and slumped in his arms. He gripped her tighter because he was now holding all of her weight. He adjusted her in his arms so that he could pick her up. He yelled for anyone to help.

Nurses, doctors, and Esme came running. Jasper was ushered quickly to the trauma room situated between Alice's and Emily's rooms. After lying her gently down on the gurney, he backed away so the medical staff could begin working on Rosalie.

Esme had followed the medical staff into the room. She reached to grab Jasper's arm to hold onto someone, but cringed at the slickness of his sleeve. She looked down and realized that his arm was now covered in Rosalie's blood. She screamed drawing attention to herself, her outstretched hand, and Jasper's arms.

One of the doctors started yelling the same question to him over and over, "Where were your arms placed on her body?" While another doctor ordered the nurses to help him gently turn Rosalie over.

Once Rosalie had been turned over, the answer to the first doctor's question was answered without Jasper saying a word. Her skirt had ridden up. The new placement of the pencil skirt's slit showed that blood was slowly flowing from Rosalie's body and painting the inside of her creamy thighs red.

Author's Note~

I feel horrible that Rosalie had to be hurt when at first she seemed fine. The next post will bring everyone up to speed on Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie's suspicions. I really hope I am doing the storyline in my head justice.

~KaliCali77