There was cluttering and shouting, panic. Everyone was panicking. The sharp scratches on her arms were frequent and irritating. The smell of blood was strong all around her. Renesmee opened her eyes blinking slowly. The room was very bright and almost completely white, there were people rushing around covered in plastic gowns, some splattered with blood. Doctors. Another sharp scratch on her arm and Renesmee looked down to see a doctor attempting to force a long needle into her arm. As she watched the needle snapped clean in half, the doctor looked up completely shocked. "That's the fifth needle, they've all broken, I can't get this line in, sir." The doctor was looking at a middle aged man who was clearly his superior. It took a few minutes before anyone noticed that Renesmee was actually awake. "Sir? Her eyes...They're open." A young nurse said looking anxiously at Renesmee lying on the bed. The middle aged man walked over and looked Renesmee in the eye. "OK, everyone lets clear the room. A bunch of panicky doctors aren't going to make her feel any better." His voice was very commanding, and everyone left the room quietly, everyone except himself the nurse and the doctor.

The three of them looked at her with wondering anxious eyes. After a few seconds the middle aged man turned to the nurse and said. "Could you work on finding her relatives? There could be some ID in here. Thank you nurse Leah." He handed the nurse a black handbag, which Renesmee recognised as her school bag. The nurse left the room swiftly, only looking back once before leaving the room. The two doctors had pulled up chairs. The young one had another needle, and was jabbing it sharply at her arm, Renesmee flinched as once again the needle snapped sharply on the surface of her skin. The middle aged man sighed and then said. "My name is Ash, I am a consultant here at the London University Hospital. Doctor Ryans here can't seem to get a line in you. That means we can't umm replace the blood you lost. And you did lose a lot of blood." The room went silent for a minute. The door to the room opened and Nurse Leah walked back in, holding Renesmee's bag in one hand and in the other was her bus pass. She flipped the bus pass open revealing the inside to the two doctors. The young doctor looked at it intently then he looked back at Renesmee, his eyes a little wide. Renesmee watched intently. Suddenly out of nowhere she heard someone saying "No, no way. That makes no sense at all." It took Renesmee a couple of seconds to realise no one had actually spoken, she'd heard someone's thoughts again. As the realisation hit her, she started t panic. Her head started hurting and her blood felt like it was boiling. It wasn't long before blood started spilling from her nose and mouth again. When the three members of staff stopped looking at the bus that still lay open in the Nurse's unaware hand. They sat all looked at each other. It wasn't until they heard a crash that they all looked back at Renesmee. Her body lurched painful as she twisted at awkward angles trying to deal with the pain.

The doctors jumped up and rolled her onto her side and the blood began steadily flowing from her mouth. "What the bloody hell is going on?" Doctor Ryans cried out, as he struggled to contain Renesmee's struggling form. Ash looked down at the young girl with pity, her body shaking and lurching, twisting at painful angles. He looked around and grabbed a syringe filled with a sedative. He quickly swapped the tiny needle for the biggest one her could see. "Hold her still, Ryans." He said holding the syringe tightly in his hand. He took a deep breath before her plunged the needle deep into her upper arm, waiting for the snap that never came he quickly emptied the syringe. It was mere seconds before the sedative took effect, and the body of the young girl started to relax.

(From the view of Nurse Leah)

Nurse Leah had been stood in the room the whole time. It had been so quick, one minute the three of them had been looking at the bus pass she had found, and the next minute the two doctors were struggling to keep her still. She stood there frozen as Ash had plunged the horrible needle deep into the arm of the girl. She watched as the two doctors relaxed. They moved back to the seats at the side of the bed and sank down onto them quickly. "What do we do now? She's not going to stay sedated forever." Doctor Ryans said nervously. Ash was looking quietly at the sleeping body of the young girl he'd just sedated, "I don't know. Nurse Leah, are we sure that bus pass is hers?" Nurse Leah nodded before she realised that Ash wasn't looking at her, "Erm well yes. I mean it was in her bag. Shall I see if I can find any family?" Ash sighed "Yes, we'd better do that and quickly something tells me that sedative isn't going to last very long. But I want one of you with her at all times. I am going to do some research, see if we can't just figure out what's wrong with her." Nurse Leah walked from the room, not looking back this time. Nurse Leah was considered the cheery one usually, she was always smiling and always being friendly. She was a newly qualified Nurse, she'd never had to deal with something like this before. It was beginning to take its toll on her and everyone could see it.

"Sorry Louise, could you maybe find this patients family please." Leah sounded tired so Louise, the receptionist nodded. "Sure, what's the name." "Err hang on its here" she handed Louise the bus pass. Louise took it off her and read the name aloud as she typed. "Renesmee C Cullen " she said slowly, a few seconds passed whilst they waited for the results. "Wow, they've been thorough, she must be an only child. Here I'll leave it up for you, you can find the contact you want." Louise got up and grabbing her clip board went round handing out leaflets. Leah went behind the desk and sat down wearily. On the screen was a whole page of contacts for Renesmee C Cullen. Leah sighed as she began to read down the page. Mother- Isabella Cullen, Father- Edward Cullen, Extra contacts- Carlisle Cullen, Esme Cullen, Rosalie Hale, Emmet Cullen, Alice Cullen, Jasper Hale. The Cullen's and Hale's were followed by another few names Charlie Swan, Renee Dwyer and Phil Dwyer. Leah looked over the list again. each name was followed by a phone number. Okay she thought just start with the parents, that makes the most sense. Picking up the phone Leah dialled the number for Renesmee's mother, she listened to the dialling tone and then to the answer phone message. For god's sake she thought to herself as she left a message explaining who she was and why she was calling. The same happened when she tried the second number. Sighing she dialled the third number in the page, this one rang for only a second before a low but kind sounding man answered. "Hello." The voice said. Leah was slightly surprised by the fact someone had actually answered, "Hello, is this Carlisle Cullen?" she asked nervously. "Yes it is, who may I ask is this?" The voice replied simply. Leah smiled to herself relieved "My name is Nurse Leah, I'm a nurse at the London University Hospital. We have a Renesmee Cullen here, we've been trying to contact her parents but there's been no answer, err you were on her emergency contact list." There was a pause before the voice answered "Oh right, her parents will be on a plane, is she ok?" Leah almost laughed, how do you explain that you have absolutely no idea what's wrong with her? "We're not too sure what's wrong with her at this moment in time, the doctors want to run some more tests. Would it at all be possible for you to come over to the hospital?" "Of course, of course. I can be there in about an hour." Leah smiled completely relieved. "Okay," she said politely, "thank you very much." With that the call was over.

(Carlisle's view)

Carlisle put down the phone. How convenient that Alice had suggested he and Esme take a trip to London. Esme was sitting at the breakfast counter looking slightly anxious having being listening to Carlisle's short conversation. Carlisle sighed "I should go, they probably found her sleeping. You know how she's such a deep sleeper. She'd be brilliant at playing dead in a movie." The pair laughed together before Carlisle turned for the door. "Why don't I come with you?" Esme asked her voice so beautiful and calm. It took Carlisle all of two seconds to nod. As the pair sat in the back of the taxi Carlisle started to think. The nurse said they didn't know what was wrong with Renesmee, but surely if they'd found her asleep they would have put it down to alcohol and said she was pissed. Carlisle started to worry, when they finally arrived he paid the taxi driver quickly and he and Esme rushed into the hospital.

At the front desk they saw a small queue of people waiting to talk to the lady sat behind the desk typing furiously away. The queue moved quickly and it wasn't long before Carlisle and Esme were at the front of the queue. The receptionist looked up and smiled politely before saying "How can I help you sir?" Carlisle replied calmly "I got a phone call about Renesmee Cullen a little while ago, I was asked to come here." The receptionist nodded and said "Ok, if you'd like to take a seat over there I'll get someone to come and get you." She gestured to a small waiting area already half filled with both patients and people waiting for news of their relatives and friends. Carlisle and Esme took a seat towards the edge of the area and waited anxiously to find out what was happening. after five minutes a young slightly exhausted Nurse walked over to them. "Hi, I'm Nurse Leah. If you'd like to follow me I'll take you to Renesmee and the doctor. Carlisle nodded as he rose and began to follow the young nurse with Esme following behind. They followed Leah through the swinging double doors and into a white room filled with six beds one of them occupied with a sleeping form shielded from view by the blood covered sheets, two large empty syringes of sedatives lay empty next to the bed. Esme gasped as she looked at the sleeping body. Carlisle turned to look at her and then back at the body and gasped himself when he realised that the sleeping blood covered form on the bed was Renesmee.

As Carlisle and Esme watched the bed two doctors emerged from the other side of the bed. One of them nodded to the pair as he walked wearily from the room. The other stood up nervously. "I'm Ash, I'm a consultant here. I've been treating Renesmee." Carlisle shook the man's hand still slightly shocked by the sight of Renesmee, he heard the slight sob escape from Esme's throat. "Why don't you wait outside darling?" Esme nodded and with a hand clamped tight to her mouth began backing out of the room. Nurse Leah walked over to her and wrapping an arm around her escorted her from the room. Carlisle was left alone in the room with Ash. "What happened?" Carlisle asked his voice shaking ever so slightly. Ash took a breath before beginning to explain, "As I understand it, she collapsed at school this morning, umm the ambulance brought her in. She'd lost a lot of blood, we tried to get a line in but the needles just broke on her skin, we were at a loss of what to do when she woke up, her vitals were stable, her pupils responsive, her reflexes were fine but we couldn't get her to talk. We left her alone for two minutes and when we returned she was seemed to be fitting violently, blood was pouring from her nose and mouth uncontrollably. Her body was twisting in horrible painful ways. So I decided to try and sedate her. It worked but not for long she came round within 45 minutes. Once again at first she was fine and then we noticed she seemed to be attempting to claw at her head as though that was where the pain was. We scanned her head with just about every scan that we had access to and nothing showed, but then her body started fitting violently again and we were forced to sedate her again. I'm sorry sir, I'm at a complete loss of what to do next, I mean we can't keep sedating her, but we can't find anything wrong with her, yet something is clearly very very wrong." Carlisle listened intently to what Ash was saying. After a few minutes of complete silence Ash spoke again, "I understand you are related to her, how exactly? Is there something that runs in the family that I should perhaps be aware of?" Carlisle looked at Renesmee, his brain analysing her in every medical way possible. He opened his mouth slowly to speak, "I'm her grandfather. Her father is my son. No, there isn't anything that runs in the family." Ash watched Carlisle carefully, observing his every move and reaction. "Are you sure? No history of mental illness or anything like that? I need to know! I could be the tiniest little thing but it could help myself and the other doctors trying to treat her." Ash left a little slightly frustrated pause, his annoyance at not finding anything beginning to show, "Look I deal with so many people who know something, but consider it insignificant and completely unrelated to the matter at hand. But more often than not that little bit of information can help us find the bigger problem." Ash finished abruptly and stared at Carlisle with cold eyes. Carlisle looked up slowly. "My grandfather was a doctor, my father was a doctor, I am a doctor, my son...her father is a doctor. Believe me I know what it's like. So believe me when I tell that there is no history of anything in the family." Ash stood there slightly taken aback by Carlisle's sudden outburst. The two men stood staring at each other for a long minute before they heard the spluttering behind them, but even then neither man moved.

(Renesmee's view)

Renesmee spluttered, attempting to clear her throat of the blood. She opened her eyes to see the back of Carlisle and half of the middle aged doctor she'd seen earlier. The two of them seemed to be squaring off. She coughed and spluttered more, her head still hurt but not like before, she began to think that with each sedation she was learning to control the pain. She lay there looking at the men, it was almost entertaining, she could she from the body language of the doctor that he thought he could take on Carlisle, how wrong he would be. Renesmee started testing her limbs trying to see if she could move them. She could move her legs but it was exhausting, her head was still cloudy and confused from the sedation. Her arms were a little easier to move, just not very easy to control. As she moved her hand it touched the table next to her and several plastic squishy pouches which Renesmee guessed would be the blood they had tried to get into her system. She moved her hand a little further and it hit her bag. She looped her fingers into the handle of the bag and pulled it towards her. As she moved the bag a new pain took over, a pain that made her feel like her body was burning over and over and was never going to stop. A pain that could only have been created by one person. Jane.

Renesmee let out a shriek, her arms flung up to head and she started twisting her body as though attempting to escape the flames. She flung her arms around and eventually her body slipped from the bed she'd been lying on. She crashed to the floor, with her knees touching the ground she arched her back in a horrifying pain, she forced her head into the cool hardness of the floor but still the burning continued. She felt a sharp stab in her arm, her body went weak and she collapsed to the floor completely. But the pain, the burning continued. Her screaming continued getting louder and louder. She heard a woman running into the room yelling "Ash sedate her. Do it! Now!" She felt another sharp stab this time in the other arm, but this time it made absolutely no difference at all. The pain was still agony. She could hear Ash saying "I don't understand. Sedation worked before." She couldn't listen to the rest, she was too busy fighting the flames, trying to escape their burning touch. She felt a cool hand on her head and another on her shoulder. Then she heard Carlisle's cool calm voice in her ear "She's not here Renesmee. It's ok. you can fight it. You have your fathers gift, so you'll have your mothers too, sweetheart. You can make it stop. Just imagine a shield. Just block out the flames." Renesmee tried to concentrate on Carlisle's voice but it was difficult, the pain was so severe. After five minutes of hell, Renesmee finally managed to block the pain. Her screaming stopped and her twisting and arching subsided gradually. Eventually she was just a weak mass on the floor trapped by her grandfathers steady hands.

Sorry it's taken so long. Been busy with Christmas shopping. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I wasn't expecting to bring Carlisle into the story now, but I think it worked quite well. Leave a comment and let me know what you think so far. Or if you have any ideas for characters or events. Thanks for reading guys. annaisawesome x