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Chapter 4: Bring me to Life

28 hours later, they could hear Alexandra's heart start to falter as the change completed her transformation. While, Renesmee and Jacob were sent to visit Charlie for their protection; Carlisle, Esme and Jasper made their way up to the examination room to wait for the newborn to awake.

"She's so beautiful," Esme whispered as she looked over to the young woman lying on the examination table. When she first arrived her pelvis and legs looked crushed; her left hand was nearly severed and the rest of her body had been covered in cuts and bruises. Now clothed in a purple sweater and black knit pants, her body was healed and her skin glistened like diamonds in the early morning light. Her hair had turned into a deep chestnut color, which curled down her shoulders.

Suddenly, it was over, as her heart stopped and her red eyes flew open. She lay there nearly motionless for several moments, confused, and a little afraid. 'Where am I' she thought to herself as she stared up at the ceiling, 'hospital?' Looking to her left, she could see a large bay window filled with the different shades of green and brown from the surrounding trees; their rich, earthy scent overwhelmed her senses as she watched an ant walk across a leaf. Startled, she realized that she was watching a bug on a tree that was over 50 feet away from where she was laying. 'That's not possible.' she thought.

'What is going on?' she thought. Pulling her eyes away from the window, she refocused her eyes and took in the intricate details of the room and to her amazement, realized that she could see every single detail on the lightly painted wall including a tiny crack. Then it hit her, she was being watched! Flying off the table, her back hit the wall at the same time as her eyes saw the three strangers standing off to the right by a door.

Before her stood, what could only be described as living statues; so perfectly sculpted that only a renowned artist could have created them. The youngest looked to be in his late teens or early twenties, with a mop of unruly blond hair with intense amber eyes that seemed to reach inside her mind to ease the waves of fear building with each panicked thought. He had a strangely calming effect.

Next to him stood a beautiful woman in her late 30's, with long dark brown hair, the same Amber eyes, and a warm motherly smile that reflected a sincere sadness, that implied that she knew something about Lexie, that would cause her pain.

Finally, her gaze fell upon possibly one of the best looking man that she had ever seen. He was fairly tall, with slicked back light blond hair and a serious but comforting fatherly gaze that seemed to, in its own way, calmed her just as a much as the presence of the younger man did.

"Where am I? Who are you? Lexie demanded, and then stuttered. "Wait….wh..where's the plane? And Meredith, Oh god, where's my sister?!"

"Alexandra, you need to remain calm." The blond man said as he remained perfectly still, so not to startle her more.

"How do you know my name?" she demanded panicking as her voice began to rise. "What's going on? How did I get here?"

Holding his palm up at waist level in a non-threatening gesture. "Please, keep calm and I will explain everything."

Lexie pressed her body more firmly against the wall, as if she wished to phase through it in order to escape the answers she wanted to desperately hear.

"Alexandra… can you tell me what was your last memory before you woke up?" he asked softly.

"Lexie", she whispered.

"I'm sorry, what?" came his confused reply.

"My name…is Lexie… I don't go by Alexandra."

Giving her a gentle smile, he prodded again. "Oh, okay... Lexie, what do you remember?"

Licking her lips, she began to sort through her photographic memory until the pieces began to come together like a puzzle. "I'm a Surgical Resident…. I was asked to go help on a surgery for conjoined twins, with several Attending Doctors, including my Brother–in-law, Derek and my sister, Meredith. We were flying." She hesitated, and then started again. "We were flying to Boise Memorial Hospital, then something happened and the plane began to shake…..it dropped and I remember the lights going out….and everyone screaming. I could hear metal screeching and I was thrown forward against the chair in front of me…. Then a loud ripping sound as the tail was torn off and the suction pulled me out with it. I must have been knocked unconscious because the next thing I remember is waking up to cough out the blood in my mouth. I couldn't move; I was trapped under a piece of the plane… everything hurt, I couldn't breathe….my pelvis and legs were crushed." Realizing what she had just said, she looked down at her now undamaged legs in surprise, and then looked at her left hand lying flat against the wall. Lifting it up in front of her face, she watched in fascination as it twisted at the wrist and her fingers curled into a fist. "My… My… hand…I….I couldn't feel my left hand", she stuttered. "I didn't think it was there." Putting her hand down, she looked back up to see the strangers looking at her with compassion in their eyes.

"I could hear screaming, so I knew someone was alive, but I couldn't get enough air in my lungs to yell for help. So I began to hit the plane with a piece of metal and then they found me…. Mark and Cristina found me, but it was too heavy and they couldn't pull me out. My chest hurt so badly and it was getting harder to breathe. Mark lay down and held my hand….." she closed her eyes and pictured Marks tortured face as he begged her to live and told her he loved her… his face began to darken when she heard his last words to her, "That they were meant to be." Her eyes popped open to look at the people watching her.

"Oh my God…. I died!" she whispered and reached up to put a hand over her heart. She couldn't feel anything. "No, wait…. This… this isn't possible….I'm standing here…. I'm talking!" she says in a panic.