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I'm sorry! I know I was suppose to upload two weeks ago, but I got my first sinus infection and was down for the count, but I'm back this week and THERE will be an upload next week, I already have the chapter written and just have to sit down to edit it. This chapter is a little sloppy in my opinion and I didn't have as much time to really go over it as much as I'd like, so if you find any issues or grammar mistakes let me know and I'll fix them ASAP! I also just wanted to let you know we only have about 3-4 chapters left before this "season" is over. When that happens I'll be posting a few random chapters for a few weeks before we head into season 2! I really hope you all stick around for it and apologize for it being just a weird summer, but things are falling back into the places they need to be and I'm feeling optimistic! I also want to thank everyone for their kindness...you all made me cry...thank you! T_T
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I Understand
The week leading up to take off, is physically the worst one of my life. My fever is gone, but the chest infection is not. Twice a day Carlisle sits down with me for a breathing treatment and morning and night he forces several different pills of varying sizes down my throat and then forces a weird coughing treatment on me. I get through two days before I break down in tears and beg for cough syrup. Each time is the same, Carlisle stops pounding on my back, holds me gently, and apologizes. We sit like that for a while before he starts pounding on my back all over again, At the end of each session Esme comes in, lays down with me, wipes the remaining tears off my face, and hums, her cold hands caressing my beet red face. Needless to say, Carlisle is not one of my favorite people and he knows it. He tries to make it up to me, letting me keep the TV on all night and bringing me different treats, one day it's a brownie with rainbow chips, another a rice crispy with white chocolate, he even stops in town and picks me up a fancy five dollar coffee with chocolate and caramel sauce.
Two nights before we're set to take off, Rosalie helps me shower, it's after a coughing treatment and I'm so tired all I want to do is fall into bed and sleep, but Rose sits me in the tub and gently washes my hair with the expensive shampoo and conditioner I haven't touched yet. Her perfectly manicured fingers are gentle as they scratch up and down my scalp. It feels nice and I find myself drifting off until she's gently lifting me out of the tub and setting me on the toilet lid to wrap a towel around me. She giggles when I apologize and begins french-braiding my hair,
"It's alright Mare."
When I wake up the day before the fight, I wake up feeling better than I have all week. Mentally I've settled back down in this world and physically I feel better than I have since coming back. It's this day while I'm eating a small bowl of oatmeal, Carlisle informs me he's made an appointment with the pediatrician,
"Why?" I ask finishing off my glass of orange juice. Before I can ask for more Carlisle speaks,
"You've missed a lot of school and while I've been able to placate them long enough, we do need something a little more stable here, not to mention theirs a few vaccinations you're going to need before travel." I swallow harshly pushing the rest of my meal away.
"I thought I got them all!"
"You'll need one for hepatitis B, and typhoid." I sigh, pulling my robe tighter around my body
"Mare, sweetheart-"
"This is just a lot."
"What is?" Esme speaks up, coming around the counter to gently wrap her arms around me. I've been seeking a lot of comfort in Esme and I don't know why. My mother was never one for physical touch, we didn't hug often and I never remember a time when she kissed me, we just weren't like that and I was fine with that, you can't like something you never had, but now here I am seeking physical comfort whenever I can get it, and Esme seems to like giving it.
"I just...I thought when I left I was going home, but...I just don't know how to feel okay here." Esme kisses the top of my head,
"That's what we are for Mare."
"And everything is moving so fast again," I bury myself deeper in her arms, "I also don't want to go." Carlisle's smiles sympathetically,
"I know medicine isn't your favorite thing, and if I could I would do them and treat you here-"
"Isn't that what you've been doing?" I practically spit thinking of the god-awful breathing treatments and bruises on my back from Carlisle hitting me.
"It's called chest percussions," Edward says entering the kitchen and stopping to open the fridge. I roll my eyes watching Edward pick up the carton of orange juice and bring it over to fill my glass. Carlisle watches him before speaking,
"I'm guessing you're thinking of me tapping on your back,"
"More like hitting," I mumble reaching for the glass,
"Edward," Esme warns,
"I'm sorry Mare." He's not and when he smirks in my direction it just strengthens the claim,
"Listen to me sweetheart, I know I tell you this often but it seems you often need to be told. I would never hurt you on purpose, that includes the chest percussions to loosen the mucus in your lungs, and this trip to the pediatrician. The school has been satisfied with our notes and excuses, but they can only take us so far. We told them you and Esme needed to take a week for family business back on the East Coast, then I drew up a fake note saying you had gotten ill and were going to be staying there a tad bit longer, now we are back, and not only do they need a note from you're permanent health provider but you also need one for your records. You missing out on this much school can be a red flag for us fostering you and while we have our ways in order to fake notes and slip under the system we still need to do this in a mostly legal way, do you understand." Esme's fingers start lightly carding through my hair and I lean more into her embrace
"You know I do," I say after a long moment of silence,
"I know." Carlisle smiles sadly, "You're very perceptive and too old for your age."
"When do we leave?" Carlisle turns towards the clock,
"In an hour, do you need help getting ready?" I shake my head and Esme's arms loosen,
"I think I'll be okay today." I finish the glass and carefully make my way upstairs.
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"Will I be able to go in with you this time?" Carlisle asks from the driver's seat. Getting ready took me exactly one hour. I didn't feel like taking a shower so instead I climbed into a hot bath and laid there till my skin shriveled. I brushed and braided my hair, before combing through the closet to find a comfortable pair of yoga pants and a hoody, before slipping my socked feet into a pair of Adidas shoes and paddling downstairs.
"I guess." I shrug, turning to look out the window. It's raining...although it's always raining, sometimes it's snows...but mostly rain right now,
"I already have everything in your notes so you can be as honest as possible with Diana." I sigh,
"What does that mean."
"It means how you're feeling."
"Mentally or physically?" Carlisle turns towards me with a mighty smile,
"Have you considered the pamphlet?" I cross my arms and lean into the leather of Carlisle's Mercedes,
"I'm not crazy."
"Therapy isn't for crazy people." Carlisle reiterates with a shrug,
"NO." Carlisle sighs, I scoff and the car speeds up.
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I swing my feet back and forth while looking around the doctor's office,
"What are you thinking about?" Carlisle asks from the chair he's occupying in the corner. They called us back the minute we got here, Amy was out today one of her twins is sick so instead a larger man with dark skin brought us back. Carlisle doesn't seem to know him by first name...yet.
"Do you think they got the licensing agreement to paint Winnie the Pooh characters on the wall?" Carlisle hums at this before answering,
"You know, that's a very good question." We fall back into silence before I speak again,
"Thank you for coming with me...even though you made me come." Carlisle chuckles,
"You're welcome, sweetheart." Just then the door opens and Dr. Poole comes in, she's wearing a lavender turtleneck sweater under her white coat and a comfortable-looking pair of black slacks,
"Long time no see." She smiles,
"Hello Diana, how are you today?"
"I'm good." She pumps a large dollop of hand sanitizer on her hands from a dispenser on the wall, before turning to me, "However all is not good I've heard over here." I shrug, trying my hardest to appear as small as possible, "Can you tell me what's going on with that." Again I shrug turning to look at Carlisle. He stares at me for just a second before turning back to Dr. Poole.
"She caught a bad chest infection while in New York, Esme took her to the urgent care over there, they prescribed antibiotics and a nebulizer." Dr. Poole flips through some papers on her clipboard before answering,
"Yes..walking pneumonia is what the records say." Pneumonia?! Since when? "They didn't keep her overnight it seems so I'm guessing we're dealing with an viral case, because of the penicillin allergy they prescribed tetracyclines and macrolides instead." Carlisle nods, when did he have a chance to forge all these records? I tighten my grip on the table, the paper crinkles in my fists.
"Correct."
"Did they mention anything about a bronchoscopy?"
"Unfortunately I wasn't there and my wife wasn't too aware, we tried communication as best we could." Dr. Poole nods, before placing the clipboard down and grabbing a pair of gloves,
"Well, it seems the antibiotics and Ventolin have done their best if you're here and not the emergency department."
"I do believe so." Carlisle agrees.
"How about you Mare, how are you feeling?" She stops in front of me and I suddenly feel 10 years old again,
"Better, I guess." She reaches forward to place her hands on my neck,
"That's what I wanted to hear, let just take a look here shall we."
I don't think my body relaxes once through D., Poole's whole examination, and she notices, telling me multiple times to loosen up, when she's done she steps back and smiles at Carlisle,
"It's good." she grabs her clipboard again and starts writing something down, "I'd say keep up with the nebulizer, but I know you're going to be traveling next week so I think we can switch to an inhaler for now, just until the lungs sound a bit clearer, and I'm also going to order another round of antibiotics and just because you're leaving the country I think it's best to do immune globulin injections along with the other vaccines today, especially if you can't push off this trip?" Dr. Poole stops writing and raises an eyebrow towards Carlisle,
"I'm afraid not, the tickets are non-exchangeable and it's already been approved through CPS." When did all that happen...how much of that is true?
"Alright, I'm going to go get that and have the prescriptions faxed over to the pharmacy so you can pick that up on your way home,"
"Thank you, Diana." She smiles before turning to me, "I'll be right back." I wait till the door close before turning to Carlisle,
"How did all of that get in there," I whisper,
"Marceline honey, I always come prepared." I'm scared of that answer and turn away. I stare straight ahead before looking back at him,
"What/s an immune goblin?"
"Immune globulin injections." Carlisle corrects with a chuckle,
"Ya, that."
"It's an injection filled with antibodies that help prevent or reduce the severity of certain infections."
"It's a shot?" He nods. "Did I really have pneumonia?" Carlisle's eyes turn sympathetic,
"I didn't want to scare you, honey." I shrug,
"It's fine..just...never had it before."
"We can talk about it if you'd like." I shake my head and open my mouth just when the door opens. Dr. Poole comes in with a covered tray and a small smile,
"Alright, before I uncover this tray do you need to lie down or get a drink?" Great...needles.
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"You did really well this time." I turn to Carlisle and frown, "I'm proud of you."
"I'm never going back there, every time I go there you make me get shots."
"If all is well, you won't have to go back for a year."
"A year?! I never went that much back home." I argue, Carlisle takes his eyes off the road to give me a frown,
"That's very concerning Mare."
"No, it's not."
"You need to go minimum once a year." I want to argue back, but I'm tired and just lay back in the seat,
"You tire me out." I hear Carlisle laugh softly,
"Sorry, sweetheart, when we get home you can take a nap," It's almost lunch time so I doubt that's going to happen, Esme will make me eat first.
"Carlisle?"
"Yes," I swallow,
"What happens if your weird Vampire government doesn't like me." I can tell Carlisle is taken back for a second, based on the way his hands tighten on the wheel, however he quickly regains his composure,
"I don't think that will happen,"
"but you don't know."
"They will like you because I like you." I roll my eyes and turn towards the window,
"That's not a good answer."
"Let me rephrase." Carlisle starts and doesn't speak again until I turn from the window to his gaze, "Nothing will happen to you because I won't allow it." His voice is the sternest I've ever heard, and with a nod, he turns back to the road, "Understand Marceline?" He asks after a moment of silence. I take a breath,
"I understand."