Authoress Note:

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Dr. Cullen placed the plaster on and around my leg forming the cast. He was so nice, much nicer than my normal doctor, Dr. Fezziwigs, all he did was tell me that it was all in my head when it obviously was not. Ugh! Dr. Cullen was just so polite, he treated me like I was a real lady, he served as something that I wanted my future husband to be like.

Years Later

The wind caressed my hair as I approached the cliff, Ethan still in my arms. Feeling the stone beneath the soles of my feet I sprinted forward. I could feel the sweet freedom of falling on my tongue. Without hesitation I stepped off the cliff and plummeted, my scream stuck in my throat. But I was at peace, as I plummeted into the icy water. Finally I was free.

A searing pain in my neck was what awoke me, and immediately my hands tightened around nothingness, where was Ethan?

Fire, ember, ashes. They spread throughout my body, heating my veins and when it should've set my heart racing instead it made it move sluggishly slow. Fire ravenged my body and it only grew hotter.

My heart was pounding, pounding so slowly and with a high pitched crescendo I could feel it as my heart and the fire reached it's peak and then simultaneously they stopped. I felt transformed, I could hear the air for god's sake! I also heard someone else, opening my eyes I gasped.

"Doctor Cullen?" I asked. He stared at me, mouth gaping wide open. The first noticeable difference was that my voice, the same one I have had for my whole life had changed. Now it sounded like birds chirping and second that he remained unchanged though the last time I had seen him was when he fixed my leg which was years ago.

I could barely remember anything, my head was swirling with questions and the fact that he was the only one here I decided to ask him some,"Where am I, how did I get here, and why does my throat hurt like I have a cold. And most importantly where is my darling Ethan?"

He had this aggravated look in his eye but also like he mentally face palmed himself as well.

"Esme," he started,"who is Ethan?"

The question that I cared most about was the only one he couldn't answer, of course.

"Ethan is," I coughed struggling to get the words out," was my son." I started to try to cry but I found that I couldn't so I settled for sobbing inwardly.

He looked so sympathetic, and for once I wanted it, I wanted his comfort no one else's. "Ohh Esme my heart breaks for you," he held his arms open and without hesitation I ran into them. I was about to say something when he interupted me,"Esme, please before you speak once more I must tell you what has become of yourself."

Become of myself? What is he talking about? Does it have something to do with fact that my throat is burning and why I can barely remember anything.

"Okay, what?"

"You, me, and my," he paused," son, my son. We're vampires." He spit the last part out, so quickly I almost couldn't hear it. Was inhanced hearing a part of being a vampire? I wondered.

I staggered out of his arms and felt my mouth gape open.

"Yes vampires," he stated earnestly. "I'm sorry but if I didn't do this you would've died!"

"Okay, just start from the beginning," I said.

Dr Cullen, ahem Carlisle as he told me to call him now explained everything he could about vampires: who we were, how we came to be, what not to do, how we feed and most importantly how to live in our second life.

I understood why he did it and I didn't hate him for doing it, in fact I forgave for it. We talked for hours about our previous lives, I told him about Ethan and his dead older brother Corey.

Then his 'son' Edward came in, he immediately reminded me of Ethan could look like when he was older. Carlisle was looking at me wistfully like there was something in me. I do have to admit that he was the most handsome man I had ever met and he was what I've always wanted in a husband. Maybe one day. Maybe just maybe.

Authoress Note:

Shoutout to Philadelphia and the Fezziwigs Sweet Shop, I was in Philly to see some family and we came here for dessert also to my friend there is someting in the fic that only she gets. Also please review I t would make me so happy! Near, far, wherever you are never stop reading. So long!