Chapter 2: Carlisle

Nessie's POV

If I were to tell you that I was not completely surprised that this man, who barely knew me, was helping me hide well then I would be lying. I honestly had no idea why he was helping me, or why I trusted him to help me. After all I did just commit a crime. I may not consider myself a criminal but in the eyes of the law I am.

He had me hide on the floor of his backseat...not the easiest thing to do when you're six months pregnant. I heard Dr. Cullen talking to the security guards as he drove right past them. Meanwhile I tried not to scream when I felt a very sharp jab to my rib. My baby continued to kick me relentlessly and well basically beat me up from the inside. Clearly he or she did not like the cramped position I was forcing him or her into.

"Okay you can get up now" Dr. Cullen said. I didn't hesitate to get up.

I began to rub the spots the baby had kicked because they were still hurting. My baby was a really strong kicker.

"Are you okay?" he asked me when he noticed the pain that I was in.

"I'm fine thanks. The baby just doesn't exactly agree with cramped positions"

"May I ask why you stole from the pharmacy?" he said. "I'm curious"

Wait, how did he know that? He wasn't there when I was robbing the pharmacy. How did he know that that was the reason that I was on the run?

"How did you know that?" I asked him.

"Because I saw you. But that doesn't answer the question of why you did it in the first place" he said.

"It's for this little girl I'm taking care of. We are homeless so we can't exactly-"

"Wait did you say that you're homeless?!" he shouted a little too loudly for my taste.

"Yeah, I'm homeless. I've been homeless for as long as I can remember. I've always lived out here on the streets of Seattle. Anyway, as I was saying since I'm homeless I can't exactly use legal means to get what I need so I steal. I only steal food, water, medicine, oh and clothes. Just the basic necessities of what I need to survive out here" I completely left out the part of stealing blood. He would probably think that I was crazy and have me committed if he knew that I drank blood. "Anyway I sort of took on these two little kids. They're both about two years old. One of them, well she is really really sick. I'm scared of what will happen to her" I explained.

"Well I'm going to help you" he said, whoa, what? Did he just say he was going to help me? Nobody ever wanted to help us homeless kids. We're nothing but burdens. Why would anyone ever want to help us?

"Why?" I asked him curiously.

"Because I cannot knowingly leave three kids to just fend for themselves out here. My conscious just would not allow me to do it. Especially knowing that one of them is sick and another one of them is pregnant"

"What about your family?" I said. "I mean wouldn't it bother them?" I asked him. Surely he would have to check in with his family first? Right?

"I'm sure that my family will be fine with it. My wife loves little kids and she loves helping people as well so I'm not worried about that. Now please just tell me where I have to go" he said.

"Thank you Dr. Cullen. Really, you have no idea how thankful I am for everything that you're doing"

He flashed me a heartwarming smile. "Just call me Carlisle. I'm not really one for formalities"

"Carlisle how did you know my name earlier? I heard you say my name and not many people know my name" I informed him. "oh and those who do know my name usually just call me Nessie, because my real name is too much of a mouthful"

"Oh, well, just a lucky guess" he said, looking really uncomfortable for some reason. I didn't believe him but I decided not to question it.

"So Nessie, where exactly are we going? "he asked me.

I was really street smart so I gave him very detailed information on how to get to the abandoned warehouse that we stayed in.

I panicked whenever I saw a patrol car nearby and I hid. I really hated the life that I lived. Absolutely hated it. I had to steal what I needed to live, yet I'm punished for it. Sure, I have never been caught by the police, but I have to always stay hidden whenever they're nearby. I worry when I see one. Evading the Seattle Police Department is something that I have gotten very good at, but it's still like a full time job. And if I ever did get caught I don't even want to know what my punishment would be.

"Nessie are you okay?" Carlisle asked me.

"I don't like police. I've been evading them since I was five years old, that's how old I was when I first started committing robberies. I have never ever been caught before and I just know that they're determined to catch me. Their failure to catch me has only made them grow more and more frustrated with time. I'm one of the most wanted people in Seattle right now" I explained to him. "Carlisle maybe you shouldn't even help me. I mean if you get caught helping me wouldn't they arrest you for harboring a fugitive? I wouldn't want you or your family to get in trouble because of me"

"Nessie don't worry about me or my family. We will be fine and so will you. Nothing is going to happen to you"

For having just met Carlisle I already liked him. I liked him a lot. Did he really care so much that he was willing to risk legal trouble for a strange homeless girl he just met?

Once we were on the outskirts of the city I began to feel a little bit safer and I was able to relax a little more.

"Nessie I'm sorry if I'm intruding here but I have to ask. Where is the father of your baby?" Carlisle asked me.

That was another subject that brought tears to my eyes and overwhelmed me with sadness. His name was Jose. He was my best friend growing up. He was from a Mexican immigrant family. They were here illegally. They struggled a lot financially.

As a kid I used to hang out with him and his family a lot. That's one of the main reasons that I became fluent in Spanish really quickly.

Anyway we both fell in love when we got older. Then he died a few months ago. He was hit by a speeding car. It wasn't until after he died that I found out that I was pregnant.

"Nessie?" Carlisle questioned.

"He's dead" I answered.

"Oh Nessie. I'm so sorry"

"It's okay" I said.

It wasn't long before we got to the warehouse. I got out of the car and went in by myself. Right away I felt a really small person attack me.

"Nessie!" Noah shouted excitedly. I hugged the little boy as tightly as I could.

"Where is Naomi?" I asked him.

"Over there" he pointed his small finger to the small corner of the building where I saw her laying there. She looked to be in even worse shape then what I had left her in.

When I touched her skin she was scorching hot. She was definitely in a much worse shape then I had left her in. She looked like she was barely conscious.

I picked her up and started to carry her to the car.

"Nessie where we going?" Noah asked as he followed me. I told him about Carlisle and how he was going to help us. That seemed to make the little guy happy.

I was surprised to find Carlisle waiting right outside his car. He took the girl from my arms and immediately a look of worry appeared on his face. I tried not to let that bother me to much.

"Her name is Naomi and this is her brother Noah" I explained to him.

"Carlisle what is wrong with her?" I asked, yet afraid to know the answer.

"How long has she been sick?" he asked me.

"Since about yesterday morning. That's when she first started coughing. It just got progressively worse" I said.

"I'm about 95 percent sure that she has a severe form of pneumonia. I just need to run some tests to confirm it"

I felt the worry spike in me again, but not for myself this time, for my little girl.

From there he drove to his house. It was a house that I had seen many many times throughout my life but never did I think that anyone owned it. It was a large, beautiful, magnificent looking house. It was also empty.

"Where is-"

"There all out right now but they will be back in a few hours. And no, they have no idea that your here. Nessie I'm going to run some tests on Naomi. Then I want to run some tests on you as well. I just want to make sure that you and your baby are healthy"

"Okay" I said.

While he was working on Nicole I decided to take a shower. Something that I rarely ever got the chance to do. It felt nice to be able to clean all of the dirt and grime off of my body. I was surprised to find a set of pajamas outside of the bathroom when I was done. I was even more surprised when they fit. It must have been maternity clothes.

As soon as I walked down the stairs the smell of delicious, hot food hit me at full force and made my stomach growl. It was as if my hunger magnified a thousand times. I immediately spotted the plate of steak.

It was delicious. Probably the tastiest thing that I had ever eaten. Almost as soon as I was done I heard Carlisle calling for me.

I thanked him for the food. He had me lay down on this hospital like bed and then he connected me to some machines.

"So how is Naomi doing?" I asked him.

"I was right. She has a very severe case of pneumonia. But I'm confident that she will be able to recover" he said.

"Thank you Carlisle, really. I mean I just can't thank you enough"

"I just want to help Nessie. That's all"

"Anyway everything looks good with you and your baby" he said.

"Really?" I asked, feeling quite relived. Yet I still had to make sure.

"Yes. You and your baby girl are doing just great" he said with a smile on his face. I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face. A baby girl.

The moment was ruined when I heard several new, and velvet like voices in the house.

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