(BPOV)
I looked at Edward; he was standing over the girl on the couch, and from the look on his face he was deep in thought. I felt hurt that he didn't really care about what I had to say about the werewolves. I understood that he wanted everybody to be safe and to keep the peace but I didn't understand why he was so prejudiced towards them. After all, nobody in the family knew the wolves as well as I did.
My gaze shifted to the limp body on the couch. I couldn't pin point it, but there was something about her that I didn't like; it was more of a gut feeling then anything else. I looked a bit closer at her which was difficult from where I was standing. It was easy to see that she had long brown hair that fell just below her shoulders. A large black blanket, which I hadn't seen before, covered her from her neck to feet, her arms on top of the blanket at her sides. Judging from where her feet were I guessed that she was roughly a few inches shorter then me.
Getting curious I stood up and walked to the side of the couch to get a better look at her. Her skin seemed tanned and pale, almost as if she had lost a lot of blood. Her hair framed her pretty face; when I looked closer I saw that it was knotted with leaves and twigs from the forest. I looked at her face last. I gasped as I studied her face. Her nose was small, her lips full, and even though her eyes were closed I could tell that they were going to be black. She hardly looked a day over fifteen or sixteen. That must be why Carlisle and Esme want her to stay, I thought, she looks so young.
I felt tears well in my eyes as I continued to study her face, trying to imagine what kind of monsters could do something so cruel to someone who looked so innocent. Jasper must've sensed my emotions as I suddenly felt myself calm down from my sadness and anger. Edward must've sensed it too as he was suddenly at my side, putting his arms around me. I hugged him back and rested my head on his shoulder. I wished Jasper would stop so that I could rage, cry and be frustrated that I couldn't do either.
"It's okay Bells. We'll find out who did this," Edward crooned softly in my ear.
I stopped hugging him but stayed close, my head still on his shoulder. I couldn't imagine what it would be like to be changed so young; to have to endure that much pain unwillingly. I thought back to what Carlisle had said earlier 'From the looks of her, she's been out there for a while with nobody and nothing.' It almost sounded like she'd been out there for longer then the three days Edward and Alice told me it took for the venom to work its way through the body. I thought about it a little more. If she was out there for longer than three days then it must have been because she was out there for longer before she got bitten, unless there was something about her that was taking the venom longer to overcome.
I lifted my head off of his shoulder then turned to look at Edward.
"How long has she been out there for?"
Edward looked at me carefully, almost as if he was contemplating whether or not to tell me. A small crease formed above his brow momentarily before his topaz eyes seemed to reach a decision.
"We don't know. She's not thinking of anything right now and before it was nothing but screams," He glanced at Carlisle quickly, "but we think that she may have been out there for longer than three days in this state."
I was about to ask another question when I heard the door open quietly behind me. Turning to look I saw the big form of Emmett entering, then making his way over to Rosalie, taking her hand in his as soon as he reached her.
"There's a faint scent. I followed it to the state line but after that it disappears," he said quietly, my ears straining to hear him.
"But why would they be there?"
I turned quickly to look at Edward, to be sure that it was him who had spoken.
"Why would who be there?" I asked timidly, not quite sure if I wanted to hear the answer.
"I don't know. There's no way that they could have found her before you did," Emmett replied to Edward's question, the both of them ignoring me completely.
"Edward, why would who be there?" I persisted.
"Emmett caught a very faint scent of a werewolf at the spot where I found her."
I fell silent immediately. There was no way that Jacob or Sam would have left her there if they had have found her like that. They would have finished her off completely to make sure that the venom had no way of working through her body. More questions instantly formed in my head when I sensed that everybody was even quieter than before and I looked at Edward, who was gazing intently at the girl on his couch. I wondered why until I turned to look at her myself.
I inhaled sharply as I saw her open her eyes and draw a shaky breath.
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