Disclaimer: Do not own Twilight, do own original character Lucy.

Kindly Edited by Mione Boleyn

THREE

Carlisle began fixing up Lucy as best he could. Even though she was still unconscious he made no sudden movements, not wanting to cause any distress. Rosalie was still the only other family member in the room, Lucy's grip on her top not having slackened in any way. In truth, being a vampire, Rosalie could probably have gotten out of Lucy's grip easily but something was telling her to stay with the small girl. So while Carlisle tended to her wounds and injuries Rosalie played with Lucy's hair and sung softly in her ear.

Finally after many hours Carlisle had finished his treating of Lucy.

'What's the verdict?' asked Rosalie.

'Apart from various cuts and bruises, she sustained serious explosion from the cold which has given her this fever and she has several cracked ribs which I have now set' said Carlisle.

'How did she get this way?' asked Rosalie.

'I imagine she was trying to kill herself. Rosalie this girl is so especial and unique but she has suffered far more than most. She has never felt love, never felt happiness and only receive hate and violence. If that was your life what would you have chosen' he stated seriously.

Rosalie absentmindedly continued to stroke Lucy's hair out of concern for her wellbeing and in comfort.

'You look good with her' said Carlisle.

Rosalie blushed.

'It's funny how quickly the need to parent somebody comes' said Carlisle.

'I feel like I shouldn't but I feel like I need to protect her' said Rosalie quietly.

'You can't stop a Mother's instinct Rose' said Carlisle.

'But I am not her Mother' replied Rose.

'Do you think Esme feels that way about any of you? Try telling me you aren't her mother in two weeks' said Carlisle, 'now will you be ok here while I talk to the others?' he asked.

She nodded.

Carlisle walked down the stairs, his heart heavy with all the pain Lucy's must have gone through. If he ever thought being a vampire was hard it was nothing compared to the life Lucy had had or the life she was walking towards.

'How is she?' asked Esme.

'Still sleeping, she sustained a few cracked ribs, and a fever from her prolonged exposure to the cold'.

'She shouldn't even be alive' said Edward, 'she was out there for so long'.

'She is made of stronger stuff' replied Carlisle.

'You called her the Light bearer at school, what did you mean?' asked Emmett.

'Actually before I talk about that I'd like to ask Alice what she sees' he said turning towards Alice.

'I'll admit I have been seeing things recently but I have not shared them because I did not understand their meaning. Also they were not affecting us in a harmful or negative way so I let them slide. Anyway what Carlisle says about Lucy being important is true, all my visions show her in the centre, she isn't just a beacon of hope for vampires but for all magical creatures. The wolves obviously we have met but there are others that aren't widely known. I think I saw a witch in one of my visions and maybe even a fairy – though I know that sounds completely impossible. Anyway, it all leads to one thing; the destruction of the Volturi. I don't really know what her role is with them but one sentence keeps repeating 'you broke the rules'. I don't know what it means but I think Lucy has a bigger background than what she said on that tape at school' said Alice.

Carlisle nodded, suspecting as much.

'I said I did some research about the light bearer but there wasn't a lot to go on, my guess is that information about her was hidden by those that didn't want her presence known. She is depicted in folklore as Queen of all supernaturals, it was her hand that created the wolves so they could protect their families, her hand that gave magic to the fairies and witches and her hand that gave us immortal life. Of course everything has to be balanced out or it would not survive, so the wolves had anger, the witches had limitations, the fairies had hate and jealousy and the vampires had eternal life and blood. It wasn't that she caused these balances, it was Mother Nature interfering'.

'But if she is supposedly the one to have created us all then she would have had to of been around when they first appeared on earth. She looks barely nineteen, how did she manage it?' asked Jasper.

'I have a theory but it's not concrete, it's based off another myth surrounding her. Supposedly when the world no longer needed her she locked herself away waiting for the next time that the earth would need her. She knew she'd come back different from how she was before in order to help what she had started' said Carlisle.

'That sounds rather confusing' said Emmett.

'It is, as I say until Lucy is awake and talking I can only speculate' said Carlisle.

'Is Rose still with Lucy?' asked Emmett.

'Yes, Lucy has formed an attachment of sorts to Rose, it would be unwise to separate Rose from Lucy now' said Carlisle slowly.

'I don't understand' replied Emmett.

'Go up and see them if you want but try not to get Rose to leave' said Carlisle.

'Ok' replied Emmett confused.

'We also need to find the house Lucy was renting and bring all her stuff here, I want her to feel comfortable when she wakes' he said looking at Alice and Jasper.

'So she's staying then, just like that' said Edward.

Carlisle turned to face his son, 'yes just like that and while she is here, at least for the meantime Bella is not allowed in the house' he said sternly.

Edward nodded stiffly, even when the evidence was as clear as day, he wasn't happy about it.

The following day Alice and Jasper were finishing moving all Lucy's belongings into the house, Carlisle was quite surprised to find a small soft stuffed bunny that he had given Lucy when he'd visited her in the hospital. He was surprised that she'd kept it but then again she probably hadn't got much presents in her life.

Esme and Alice had spent the whole night changing one of the empty rooms into a room for Lucy, based on what belongings she had, they went for green walls, a white carpet and white curtains. The put a king sized bed in the middle that had far too many pillows and a bright pink bedspread. Alice was already unpacking her clothes and putting them in the closet, she was pleasantly surprised by the good fashion sense Lucy appeared to have and was excited to have a new shopping friend.

Then suddenly there was an ear splitting scream. Everyone rushed to the living room.

'What are you doing here?!' cried Carlisle noticing Rosalie among them.

'I just got up to take a break' she replied.

'What did I tell you not to do, what did I specifically tell you not to do under any circumstances?!' he asked.

She paled – if possible – at his tone of voice, not used to seeing him angry or upset.

'You left her alone' he said sadly.

With one last look at Rosalie he bounded up the stairs, no doubt his family would follow but he didn't know how Lucy would react.

Entering Rosalie's room he was saddened by the sight he saw. Lucy was cowering on the floor in the corner, her knees bought up and her head resting on top of them, she was visibly shaking and crying.

'Lucy' said Carlisle softly.

She made no sign that she heard him so he tried again.

'Lucy'.

'Go away' she muffled.

He didn't move.

'I said GO AWAY' she yelled.

Again he didn't move and her anger got the better of her, Carlisle was blasted out of the room, landing conveniently on a pile of cushions. The rest of the family looked at him in shock. Lucy, still sensing presences outside the door yanked it open. Her hair was flying wildly in an non-existent breeze, her eyes their usual green colour turning brighter by the second, almost to a white gold colour.

'None of you care' she said softly despite her violent appearance.

'That's not true' replied Esme softly.

'She left me' said Lucy.

'Who?' asked Alice.

'She wasn't supposed to leave, she said she'd stay. Carlisle promised she'd stay. But she didn't and there was no one to protect me from my nightmare, just like there never has been' she said.

'I only left to get some fresh air' said Rosalie defensively.

'No you got bored. Emmett came to see you and you both spoke about how stupid is was to care for someone who wasn't even awake. You went on to say that you would never be a Mother to someone like me' she said bitterly, 'so thanks for letting me see the light, I won't take up any more of your time' she said before walking down the stairs.

She spotted the toy rabbit on the sofa and like a child at Christmas she ran to it, scooped it up into her hands and held it close.

'I didn't think you'd keep it' said Carlisle.

'It's the only thing I've ever received, I wasn't going to leave it behind' she replied.

'About Rose'

'It doesn't matter, it was only some childlike fantasy. I've spent a lot of time reading, I guess she fits the image I had in my head of what a Mother would look like and be like. I shouldn't have expected her to want to have that role. Who would want me? I'm broken and you can't love a broken toy' she said.

'You aren't broken' said Carlisle.

'Oh but I am. I never thought my second chance would be like this. The world is a lot crueller than I remember' she said.

Carlisle didn't have a response for what she'd said, he felt so much sorrow pouring off her shoulders and knew the rest of his family had heard her words. He couldn't blame Rosalie for her reaction, he knew that she craved being a Mother to her own children more than anything else but Lucy deserved so much more than what she had got, he had hoped that Rose would have been willing to fill the empty slot in Lucy's life.

Just then the doorbell rang and the temperature in the room dropped significantly. Carlisle turned to look at Lucy and was unnerved to see her eyes turning black. Carlisle moved forwards to open the door as the rest of the family moved into the living room.

'Bella' said Carlisle tightly.

'Carlisle can I come in?' she asked.

'It's not a good time' replied Carlisle.

'Oh I just wondered what was going on, I haven't heard from Edward in a couple of days' she said.

'I'm sorry we've been busy, family emergency' he replied.

'Is everything ok?' she asked.

But Carlisle could see straight through her fake attitude, 'everything is fine' he said.

'Can I see Edward?' she asked.

'He isn't available right now, I'm sure you'll see him at school on Monday' said Carlisle.

'It's just that I need to tell him that video at school was a total joke, I don't know what that missing kid is on but I would never do the things she said. I'm not a bully, I actually wanted to be friends with her but she totally blew me off, shouted abuse in my face and things so I started to avoid her. I don't know why she's trying to drag me into this but I just need Edward to know I'm innocent' she said.

'I'm sure you can tell Edward all this on Monday' replied Carlisle ending the conversation and closing the door.

He turned and saw the worried faces of his family and then the looming presence of Lucy on the couch. She looked terrifying, she seemed absorbed in her own talent and had forgotten that others were here.

All Lucy had heard were all the negative things, she felt like a burden, here with the Cullens, this broken toy that was expected to do great things. She knew her plan in life but it all seemed too hard at presence. She just saw Bella's face in her mind, 'worthless' it screamed over and over, 'no one wants you' and 'go and die'. Lucy just couldn't get out of her own mind, as she became more involved her powers escalated, then in a climax of power the TV next to her shattered.

It broke the connection and she was back in her own mind. She turned to look at the fearful faces of the Cullens.

'I'm so sorry' she whispered waving her hand to fix the TV.

She walked out of the house but Edward followed.

'What made you do that?' he asked.

'It doesn't matter' she replied quietly.

'Yes it does' he said.

She shook her head trying to escape him.

He caught her wrist forcing her to turn towards him.

'What made you do that?' he repeated.

'Your girlfriend' she cried ashamed.

'What?' he asked in disbelief.

'I saw her in my mind, taunting me the way she did at school, I got stuck in a loop and I couldn't get out. My talent was just trying to protect me' she said.

'What does that mean?' he asked.

'When I get trapped in my mind my powers react instantly to retrieve me' she whispered.

'Did Bella really bully you all that time?' he asked seriously.

She nodded.

'Bella is so kind and warm-hearted, I do not believe she would bully anyone' he replied stubbornly.

'Normally it's the ones you least expect that become bullies. I don't need you to believe me, I lived the pain, and you get to live with yourself being in denial. I hope you enjoy it' she said quietly.

She left Edward standing out on the decking, lots of thoughts clouding his head.