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Still Waters	By : lileeyore76 Category: Twilight Series > Crossovers Views: 1390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Two days later Cara made her way slowly down the stairs. Unsure of where she was going she hit the bottom of the stairs and stopped looking around. “Hi, how are you feeling this morning?” a small voice asked causing Cara to jump a little looking down to her right at the small child standing there.
She squeaked in surprise and heard the twinkling laughter as Alice – whom she recognized finally as being Alice bounced over and picked up the small child – which was what the child had wanted, “I was kind of hoping to find the kitchen,” she stammered slightly bewildered.
“This is Bella and Edward’s Nessie.” Alice explained with a smile, “Our family’s little surprise not long ago. Nessie can show you where the kitchen is I think Grandma is in the kitchen Nessie.” She said with a coaxing smile, “I bet you can get Grandma to fork over one of her cookies if you try.” She teased setting the child on her feet.
“Okay,” Nessie agreed and looked to Cara, “Come I find Gramma and you get something to eat you look terrible.”
“Renesemee, be nice.” Alice scolded as she saw Nessie dragging Cara toward the kitchen.
Nessie and Cara came into the kitchen where Cara noticed a caramel haired woman behind the island. “Gramma, I brought Cara she need something to eat and can I have a cookie?” the little girl asked.
Esme looked up and smiled, “Hello Cara my name is Esme. Is there something special you’d like to eat and yes you can have a cookie Nessie.” Esme answered smiling at Cara.
Cara shook her head, “I don’t eat anything fancy – usually just a soup or sandwich since its always just been me since Dad passed away .” she answered taking a seat, “And can’t eat spicy foods it bothers my stomach.”
“How about a grilled cheese sandwich and some chicken noodle soup then,” Esme asked watching as Cara settled lightly in the chair her gaze shifting periodically to the noise heard upstairs.
“that sounds okay by me. And are those chocolate chip cookies?” she asked pointing at the platter of them.
Esme nodded and handed her the platter, “Take as many as you would like.” She said looking up as Emmett and Edward entered the room followed by Rose and Bella.
“See told you she was done stairs.” Emmett said looking at Cara. “Hi, I’m Emmett.” He said to her cocked eyebrow. Edward rolled his eyes at him and Bella shook her head.
“Uncle Emmett is funny one.” Nessie said handing Cara another cookie.
“Nessie be nice. Emmett, why don’t you go make yourself useful and help Jasper with that baby bed, before he breaks it.” Bella said as Rose glared at her husband.
Cara blinked at the interaction but seemed to focus on her cookie in hand nibbling at it cautiously as she watched them intently seeming in fact a bit overwhelmed by so many people at a time.
Esme noticed the overwhelmed look that Cara had and motioned silently for Edward to leave as well hoping that might bring the girl’s anxiety down. “Hey Cara how are you feeling this morning?” a voice behind her asked as even Rose and Bella left taking Edward with them.
Jumping nearly knocking over the glass as she looked over her shoulder to find Carlisle standing there and she shrugged, “No worse than I have lately so that’s to the good I think.”
“That’s a plus. I’m sorry my children tend to be overly welcoming. They don’t mean any harm they love having guests.” Carlisle said sitting next to Cara.
“It’s all right, I’m kind of used to it being me, myself and I so any sort of crowd is big even if welcoming.” She answered swirling the spoon in the soup more than actually eating it as Esme set it before her.
Carlisle smiled, “So how are you feeling?” He watched as she ate slowly watching her movements subtly for any chance of her getting sick again.
“Trying to figure out exactly what your .. umm.. daughter-in-law?” she frowned trying to remember the relationships between them all, “is trying to do exactly with me. Physically I’m still dying and that’s okay with me. Can’t change it really, we’re all dying.”
“I can’t tell you. Kaash I mean Nikki sometimes does things that still surprise even me.” Carlisle answered carefully. He could see that Cara had her suspicions about him and his family but that question would come.
“Right,” she didn’t sound convinced by his evasion and while she let it drop he knew that the young woman was decidedly suspicious and understandably so as she looked up alarmed as the back door opened again.
“Oh, I-I’m sorry.” Demetri’s voice came through the door startling the younger human he realized as Marcus appeared behind him, “We were coming in because Marcus al-“ he cut himself off realizing the company they had didn’t know everything about them.
“Will you excuse us, ladies?” Carlisle said escorting Demetri and Marcus out of the room. Esme looked a little concerned at Cara who just watched with a cocked eyebrow.
“Mmmkay apparently I missed a memo somewhere,” Cara commented to no one in particular.
“Did I miss something?” Kaashaa asked coming in slowly followed by Jasper who looked at the way Cara kept watching both him and Esme from the corner of her eyes.
“I don’t think so,” Esme said calmly noticing as well the way Cara was watching both Jasper and herself curiously, “I think Carlisle wanted to talk to Demetri and Marcus is all. I’m sure it is.”
Kaashaa nodded, “So Cara feel up to taking a walk later with me?” she asked hoping to distract the girl long enough for Carlisle to handle whatever had him and the other two blow past her so quickly.
“Probably,” she answered warily as she picked at the soup and sandwich without much interest in either, “Depends on how tired I am.”
Kaashaa nodded, “Just let me know and we can go anytime you’re ready,” she smiled, noticing more and more how wary Cara was becoming of the family.
Shoving the bowl aside she eyes Kaashaa and leveled a gaze on her that told Kaashaa the answer she gave would determine if the dying woman would ever believe a word she said, “That’s twice I’ve heard a name that wasn’t the one you gave me at the hospital. Why.”
Kaashaa gave her a slightly confused look, “What do you mean?” she asked. She glanced sideways at Jasper who looked as shocked as she did.
“Just because my insides are killing themselves off doesn’t mean I’m deaf or stupid.” She replied tartly giving Kaashaa a wary look, “I thought I imagined it the first time with the pint-sized one said something that wasn’t “Nikki” and Dr. Cullen said the same name just now. So don’t play cute with me, might work with him but it won’t with me I have a brain above the beltline and it works just fine.” She snapped.
Kaashaa recovered quickly, “Oh you mean everyone calling me Kaashaa or Kaash? Kaashaa is my given name I go by my middle name cause most people would look at me as if I’m weird. I’ve been going by my middle name for a long time just easier that way. Please don’t be upset I didn’t realize everyone here used that name. Most of my family likes my first name.” She answered watching as Esme turned around intentionally keeping herself busy.
Cara obviously wasn’t buying it as she got up slowly from the table leaving most of the bowl uneaten and the sandwich was cold and the cheese congealed, “If you say so. Regardless I’m going to go outside and get some air.”
“Cara, wait I’ll come with you.” Kaashaa answered getting up and following her to the door.
The young woman gave her a glare that made it clear that she wasn’t buying one bit of it as she opened the door again walking outside even if she didn’t go very far before Kaashaa got herself out of the house as well.
“Cara wait you want the truth I’ll tell you but it’s really complicated and you need to ask the other question your thinking so hard on.” Kaashaa said catching up slowly with the young woman.
“Which one why everyone’s got the same coloring and the same eye color. I’m not about to buy the dominant genetics bullshit, whoever you are.” The tone was cold, “There’s always a reason.” Cara exploded furiously “I’m dying not stupid.” She spat at Kaashaa furiously as Kaashaa heard the cautious footsteps behind her.
“You’re right,” Marcus’ voice was calm as he saw the furious reddish splotches across the translucent thin skin of her cheeks, “There’s a reason, and while for reasons of rules even I can’t break I can’t tell you but if you stop exploding for a minute you’ll figure it out.” He said keeping himself at a distance his own gaze still brightly red as he saw that the young woman recognized him.
“Right, more fucking penny-ante coddling because I might see the holidays.” Cara spat at him furiously her gaze bright, “If that’s the best line you’ve got I’m not buying.”
“Cara what do you know about mythical creatures such as vampires, werewolves, unicorns and such?” Kaashaa asked her voice calm as she sat on a log.
“Children’s fairytales, as cute as they are I don’t have the time for that.” Cara’s tone was derisive and cold, “What’s that got to do with why he’s as pale as they are with red eyes?” she demanded glaring at the other woman.
”Tell me what how you’ve heard vampires described and I don’t mean movie wise.” Kaashaa countered hoping she’d catch where she was going with this.
When Cara didn’t answer, Kaashaa lost her patience, “Think about this all legends humans hear are this: Vampires are pale having blood red eyes, super strength, a cold touch and often known to have a scent or some ability to lure people to their death. They are immortal never aging.” She recited her voice clipped giving the young woman a pointed look as she turned to Marcus who looked at her a slightly shocked look on his face.
“Right and next you’re going to tell me you’re one of them.” The derisive and icy tone to Cara’s voice made it clear that the young woman deeply resented being and feeling betrayed.
“Only by half,” Marcus answered giving the honest answer realizing as angry as the young woman was anything but truth was only going to anger her more, and likely worsen the already fading health. “The rest however you have to say for even I cannot.”
Marcus watched helpless as the whipcord of emotion tore through the entirely too breakable young woman as she tallied up everything she knew silently and shook her head, “Vampires are children’s tales. How the hell can you be one of them?”
“There’s a lot that’s considered children’s tales that are more real than most humans realized.” Kaashaa answered her voice low as she felt sudden peace surround her. “Look it would be best if we moved this indoors for the moment.” She answered standing back some from both Marcus and Cara. “Since we’re farther out and your tired out let me give you a lift and you’ll see that even Unicorns though Marcus is right I’m only half are real too.” She added reaching inward and transforming in front of the young woman motioning Marcus to help her up.
“Okay note to self,” Cara said as Marcus lifted her more than actually helped her up onto the pale back, “I need to have my medication checked right along with my head.”
“I think you’ll find your medication and your head are just fine but welcome to the weirdest family ever. Hang on to my mane and don’t squeeze to hard on my tummy please.” Kaashaa said her voice sounding more horsey at end as Marcus settled himself uneasily behind Cara. It took no time and soon Cara was finding herself being helped off by two of Dr. Cullen’s sons.
"Let's get you inside and talk about everything." The one she believed his name was Edward said looking over her shoulder. "Thanks for the wakeup call you sure can spoil a mood Kaash." He added chuckling. “Come on Carlisle’s waiting for us.” He led the way in the house and to the living room. Everyone came in and began taking their places. Cara sat down in a lounge chair across the room from the family that now was gathered looking at her. The closest one to her was Kaashaa who just smiled.
Cara settled into the chair and gave Kaashaa a warning look, “Look I’m going to ask the questions and I’m going to get the straight answer or I’m going to be really, really angry. And if I find out later I’ve been lied to I’m walking out that door and I’m not coming back.” She said still obviously furious with the entire situation, still half in denial of the horseback ride from a transformed Kaashaa.
“What questions do you have for us?” Carlisle asked taking the lead. He knew sometimes it was hard for humans to even realize monsters existed within this day and age.
“First of all just how in hell vampires – if such a thing exists at all and I’m pretty sure she’s on something for thinking I’m going to believe that, not really anyway can exist. That’s a bloody Bram Stoker novel or at least a bad B-rating movie.”
“Vampires have existed for many millennia. When the earth was only in its second age vampires were actually fairly numerous. Many clans were civilized eating animals to control their thirst and vampires were born not created. Once such vampire was Theron and his clan ruled the others.” Kaashaa answered. “When humans began to become more numerous vampires went into hiding. Later humans went through an adolescence where they hunted these creatures. Many vampires were destroyed and wild tales started.” She added sighing and lowering her head.
“In some ways our believed non-existence as little more than fairy tale, or movie is quite deliberate,” Marcus spoke up quietly, “It enables us to exist in theory which means when we are encountered we are met with much less fear, in most cases though it has been some time since last I encountered anger in someone just learning that their orderly little world was one part mask.”
“You see most of the time vampires are taught to hide from humans. Those that are encountered are usually those that need to feed and still do feed from humans. I think though we could understand your anger better if you’d just help us understand what makes you so anger to find this out.” Kaashaa added her head cocked curiously at the woman.
“No, you wouldn’t get it regardless.” She retorted angrily glaring at Kaashaa, “Fact is everything that lives – however long gets an extinction date. “
“Even vampires have as you put it extinction date though for some of us it takes years or millenniums. We do get it more than you realized.” Marcus said his voice lowering at the end.
Everyone noticed the sad look that came to his eyes, “You see Cara vampires can be killed but only one way. They have to be torn apart and burned.” Kaashaa stated noticing the calming wave Jasper was sending toward Marcus.
Cara grew quiet for a moment and nodded, “Fire is one of the world’s great equalizers when you get down to it,” she said finally slowing the rage, inadvertently affected by Jasper’s projection of calm through the room, “It like water is both creation and destruction so that would make sense.” She finished growing more thoughtful.
Kaashaa nodded, “So what’s your next question?” she smiled slightly at Jasper in a silent thank you for the help.
She was quiet for some minutes before she decided that playing along with the group that obviously for some absurd reason believed they were “vampires” was going to be conducive and at least entertaining for awhile, “All right, going on the hypothesis that I believe you – which I don’t think I do yet – why would you tell me this.”
“The first time you met Marcus you showed no fear toward him and it’s very few that do that to any vampire let alone someone like Marcus. The other reason is the way you looked at everyone. In your heart you could tell immediately they weren’t the same. Remember the question you asked about the pale skin and same colored eyes. Most humans would have no matter what just been frightened and for a brief moment I saw curiosity with you.” Kaashaa answered.
She shrugged, “I’m already dead so why be afraid of someone who at that minute seemed like they’d turned themselves inside-out? I had to accept my fate a long time ago, this is not a new battle – one does not wake up one day with stage four cancer.”
“So you felt safe enough around both Marcus and Carlisle is that it?” Kaashaa quizzed.
“Should I have not?” she countered carefully, eying Kaashaa with a look of half derision, “Neither of them attempted any kind of harm toward me – and furthermore Dr. Cullen is just that a doctor and that’s kind of ironic the first time his path crossed mine he had a job to do.”

“No, it just amazes me that you weren’t. I’ve only seen one other person unafraid of vampires and she’s sitting in this room.” Marcus answered turning and looking at Bella.
Cara’s eyebrow quirked a moment though she was tiring – the emotional explosion was costly and she shrugged quietly, “Some people are just born lucky.” She countered flippantly.
“It’s not necessarily true but for the moment let’s get you upstairs and rested for now and we’ll talk more later. I’m sure we’ve only answered a small portion of your questions.” Carlisle said moving to help Cara to her feet.
To his surprise Marcus shook his head placing a hand on Carlisle’s shoulder as Cara’s eyes flickered closed then open sluggishly, “Let her be, might be easier to not move so much.” He said frowning at Carlisle, “Sometimes isolation is not the answer.”
Carlisle nodded, “You may be right Marcus.” Esme got up and put a blanket over a now sleeping Cara. “It would be best if we all make sure we’re fed.” He said as everyone resettled to watch movies as Cara rested.
“Do you want something to drink hun?” Esme asked as Kaashaa got up after the first movie to go to the bathroom.
“Yes please can’t seem to keep myself hydrated enough for these kids.” She answered glancing over and noticing that despite the fact Cara looked asleep Kaashaa could sense her more awake than asleep seeming to be listening to all going on.
She came back and settled leaning against Jasper as his arms went around her waist. “Are you sure you’re up to being up this late darlin’?” he asked as Esme came in handing her a glass. “Besides I’m sure Cara’s got more questions that we’ve yet to even try and answer.” She added relaxing as Jasper rubbed small circles over her swollen stomach.
“For now, let her sleep.” Marcus said drawing Carlisle’s attention to him, the darkening circles under his eyes telling of the fact that the Hunger was starting to drain on his reserve – and the resolve to not eliminate the conflict he was feeling in the most primitive, if brief way.
“Come on, Kaash Marcus is right she needs to sleep and so do you.” Jasper said persistently with a gentle tug on her shoulders, “She’s not going to wake up for at least a few hours.”
It was a momentary battle of will as his cold hand slid up under the fragile neck feeling the hum of her slow pulse against them he frowned once shaking his head as he slid upward and moved around Jasper and Kaashaa, following the trace of the female’s scent to the bedroom that she had been sleeping in and carefully tucked her back into the blankets closing the window glaring out of it before locking it and checking the room … just in case and began a systematic check of the upstairs something warning him to be careful.
“Something bothering you Marcus,” Jasper asked coming up behind Marcus as he was checking. Jasper could feel the tension in Marcus from his and Kaashaa’s room and knew it wasn’t often that someone’s emotions affected him that much.
“Nothing concrete,” Marcus assured him with a very faint smile, “I simply have a hunch that sooner or later my brothers will send their pets to see what has transpired these last months…” he trailed off not really wanting to think about the tantrums from both if they were to learn of Cara prematurely, preferably not at all ever.
Jasper sniffed catching a faint whiff of something, “You may be right more than you know.” He opened Cara’s door and went to the window looking out. He turned around to face Marcus. “We better go find Carlisle I think we may be about to have trouble.” Both left the room closing it softly.
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