Peter and Charlotte found a secluded place deep in the wilderness of the Pennsylvania hills. It was a place far from humans, or anything else that could cause harm to Becky during her three days. They placed Becky in a soft spot of the mud, as it started pouring down rain. They arranged the branches a spot under the trees were she could only get a little wet, they could of found an abandon house, but they figured she had to get use to the rain. They both noticed her skin was becoming lighter as her tan started to fade, but she still had a long way to go.
"What do we do now?" Peter asked as he watched his young creation slowly become frozen in her body as the smell of her blood become dimmer and dimmer.
"I guess we wait," Charlotte answered. "She is becoming a beauty, isn't she."
"Not as her mother," Peter smiled putting his arm around Charlotte.
Charlotte let out a little laugh, "Do you think she'll find a mate?"
"I'm sure she will." Peter shrugged. "Another vampire is bounded to love her, than we'll be joined by a fourth."
It was half way through the second night when Charlotte notice Becky's heart rate become slower at a rapid rate. She let out a moan, as the scent of her blood completely faded while a new floral scent arose.
"Peter," Charlotte yelled as he came running down beside her. "Listen to her heart."
"I think it's almost finished," Peter smiled as he listened closely. "I'm going to get her something to drink for when she wakes up.".
"No," Charlotte quickly pulled him back. "You created her, you need to be there when she wakes up. You need to calm her down, let me go and get her a little something for when she wakes up. We discussed this, remember."
"Yes," Peter nodded. "She'll come first, during her newborn year we'll put her first."
They quickly shared a long and passionate kiss while holding close hands. "Now," Charlotte smiled. "Let me feed my young."
Charlotte was in the small town of Spartansburg, Pennsylvania, it was close to four in the morning, the time bikers would be leaving the bars drunk. That would be the best time to catch a human. They would be off guard from both being in a small town, and their drunkenness would be a perfect accuse for the disappearance. She was crossing a tiny stone bridge over creek that was coming form a swamp-like lake. It was quiet out, and there was little signs of bikers anywhere. Charlotte than notice a light blue rusty pickup truck driving through town the tiny town, pulling over at a bridge. Charlotte quickly went to the bank of the creek at vampire speed as the truck stopped and pulled over to the edge. Charlotte remained still as she waited for the man to leave.
Charlotte looked back up recognizing the scent, she knew who he was she went up and made a quick note on the license plate, figuring this man would be good for one of Becky's first victims. She had seen him many times before, this must have been a spot were he chose to dump one of his own victims. Charlotte and Peter had seen him, he had less respect for human life than they did. She notice a white bag with a set of fingers peaking out, along with the glorious scent of pumping blood. She saw the fingers move, this man didn't finish her off yet.
Charlotte went back under the bridge as she heard him pull the girl out and watched as he dropped the young woman's body into the creek. She would already be dead in a couple minuets, Charlotte figured minus well not let her go to waist. Charlotte swam out to the lake, not being able to find the girl Charlotte took in a deep breath. She found her quickly by the desiring scent. She grabbed her and pulled her out of the water, she was ready to take her life in till Charlotte looked upon the girl's face and for some strange reason she felt deep sadness for the girl. She was a beautiful girl, who had to be at least eighteen. She had long brownish blonde hair that went to her waist. She had fair, yet hard skin making it clear she grew up on a farm. She was wearing a long plan lavender dress when the man took her. She was defiantly came form the Pennsylvania Dutch community, and raised to be plain.
Charlotte pulled her from the lake and under a willow tree. That's when Charlotte heard her heart beat, it was very clear the girl was still alive very much alive. She could make it through the night if Charlotte left her in this spot. Charlotte realized this girl was not only alive but conscious as she notice her eye lashes flicker. It seem the sympathy for this girl overshadowed the scent of her blood.
"Are you an angel?" The girl asked in a whimpering voice.
"No," Charlotte answered, not knowing what to say. She never had a victim talk to her directly before.
"Good." The girl smiled. "Because I don't want to go to heaven because of that man, I don't want him to defeat me."
"He won't defeat you." Charlotte said sadly. This is why she always got humans on surprise.
"Are you sure your not an angel?" The girl asked. "You don't look like one of us humans." The girl let out a cough.
"What's your name?" Charlotte asked. She shouldn't be asking these questions, it wasn't good for her to form any kind of bond with people they were feeding off of.
"Emma," The girl answered. "You come to kill me, haven't you?"
Charlotte nodded as she could tell she was dying. She heard her mumble quietly to herself. Charlotte made out the words with dread. 'Oh, crap Emma' Charlotte realized the girl was praying. Now she was making her feel guilty for wanting to feed Becky.
"Thankyou," Emma said sadly. "For killing me, and not letting him be the cause of my death. Promise me something."
"What?" Charlotte asked.
"Don't let my death be in vain." Emma passed out, now would be the time to kill her. Charlotte could tell she was still alive, she could hear her heart beat and she smelled her blood, she was already dying.
Charlotte was debating for a second, would it be fair to let this man win over her. She had the power to let Emma defeat the man who done this to her. She made a promise not to let her death be in vain. Charlotte let out a sigh, as she pulled Emma's body beside her. It was only one little bit, she had nothing but sympathy for this girl making it impossible to be her pray. It had to mean something, with very little thought Charlotte placed her jaw up to Emma's cold dying body and sank her teeth into the back of her neck. Charlotte tasted the sweet blood as her memory replayed the last couple minuets of Emma's human life, Charlotte let go.
"What's this?" Peter asked when Charlotte came back with Emma whose eyes were wide open and placed her next to Becky who was still in her three days.
"Figure she could use a sister." Charlotte placed her down and sat right with Peter, holding his hand. "She still hasn't waken up yet.
"No," Peter answered. "She let out another scream, anyway, your changing the subject. Did you think you could discuss it with me first?"
"It was kind of unexpected." Charlotte explained. "She sort of asked me too."
"Humans die, you could of let her." Peter said. "We could of used her."
"You weren't there Peter, you would of done the same thing." Charlotte said firmly. "We can handle two at the same time."
"No doubt about it," Peter nodded. "We been to the Cullen's many times, they have how many, this should be easy."
"I think you should be in charge." Charlotte said as she glared at them. Becky, who's whose heart beat was now becoming quieter and quieter, and Emma who squirmed a little at the shock of the burning but did not make a sound.
"What makes you say that?" Peter asked smiling.
"You found Becky, and formed her, she'll look up to you." Charlotte said as she lean towards him. "And I'm sure Emma will need a strong man like you when she wakes up."
"You are always certain on things." Peter than give her a long passionate kissed as sun rays came through the forest. They looked over to see their two forming newborns started to show tiny dims of sparks. It gave them a sign everything was moving peacefully, for a moment Peter and Charlotte felt some sense of completeness.