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Still Waters	By : lileeyore76 Category: Twilight Series > Crossovers Views: 1389 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This was written by Sitlentdovesong with my help but is part of my series so please review wisely for me and tell me what you think. I am posting the next in the series called Bitter Pill.
Purpleranger76
Still Waters
Still Waters
Please remember a few things as you read this: 1) I don’t own Twilight or any of its characters – those are Ms. Stephanie Meyers’ property, I’m just borrowing them to play with them and hopefully amuse myself with my spare time. Any characters you don’t recognize belong to me- Nikki/Kaashaa, Cara and a few others are all my fault, or my frequent co-author, purpleranger76's if you don’t like them – feel free to review and tell me why. Also please note no money is being made from this journey into Ms. Meyers world to tinker in it. I promise to return all property unharmed but amused when I am done. - Silentdovesong
‘This has been the strangest year of my life, I only wish Didyme had lived to see this. Marcus thought as he walked through the woods outside the Cullen home. He had taken the invitation from the newest Mrs. Cullen hesitantly but it had afforded him time to try to understand the relationships he was seeing.
Jasper had on the surface broken one of the tenants of their ways – one mate, and he had taken a second and what was more bewildering to him was that Alice, spunky and spirited as she was completely behind this. And the other, stranger female Elyshia seemed to have no overt loyalties other than to Kaashaa even though he had witnessed the effect of a bond between her and the other male, Taron. Perplexingly, Chelsea’s ability to manipulate relationships did not seem to have an effect upon this one.
“Penny for your thoughts?” the voice startled him and he whirled around to find himself about six feet away from a woman of about 5’4” dressed in dark jeans, boots and a rich blue sweater.
Marcus stiffened as he heard her heartbeat echoing in his ears fighting himself not to breathe in her very human scent taking in her appearance instead. She was a willowy-thin pale skinned creature with hair the color of cocoa spilling out from under a ball cap to keep the sun off of her eyes, and he saw as he tamped down his Hunger with effort that she had eyes the color of emeralds. “Just woolgathering.” He answered his slightly British accent slipping out as he watched the smaller figure. This was most definitely a test he wasn’t sure he was going to pass.
“Uh huh,” the woman answered her tone lightly sarcastic, “And I’m quite sure that thought you just had was like a knife in the gut twisting from your expression.”
“Something like that,” Marcus conceded watching her carefully and praying that she didn’t move closer, two steps and she would be in arm’s reach which would be most definitely too much temptation. “I should go, my ... host is expecting me back .”
“Sure, just don’t get eaten by bears when you’re out woolgathering.” The female smiled faintly and turned to walk away again and he watched as she walked back into the depths of the woods….
“The bears should be the least of your worries,” Marcus said to himself as he walked back to the Cullen home.
Voices greeted him as Marcus opened the door to the house and he heard the sound he recognized as Carlisle’s pager and saw his friend’s expression turn grave then move through the throngs of people for his coat. “Excuse me Marcus I’ve got to go the hospital paged me on an emergency.” He said darting around him to exit the house and jumping into his Mercedes.
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Not even twenty minutes later Carlisle strode into the hospital pulling on his lab coat smiling benignly at the harried-looking ER triage nurse who pointed him toward one of the rooms holding out the chart to him. Flipping it open as he opened the door to find the frantic nurses trying to get IV’s into a willowy young woman laid out on the bed her eyes closed and barely breathing, and he could hear the heartbeat fading as he approached the bed even if he used his stethoscope to listen in a hurry as the nurses finally managed to get an IV started. “Stay with me just a minute more Miss Cara Xavier and we’ll see if I can get you fixed up.” he murmured as the heart monitor abruptly flat lined causing him to have to reach for the defibrillator paddles in the same instant one of the nurses moved the hospital gown she was wearing giving him the space on the frail looking body to place them “Clear!” he barked, his British accent escaping his careful control as the fight to get a heartbeat back began in earnest.
A small vial of ephedrine, a second administering of the defibrillator paddles and the use of oxygen and the young lady had a steady heartbeat and her breathing was easy as Carlisle frowned to himself and ordered a mild sedative to let the woman rest as he gave the order for her to be moved to the ICU where she could be closely monitored out of the high-stress environment of the emergency room.
Carlisle followed the orderlies moving the bed to the floor careful to not tangle any of the lines of tubes and risk having to have a nurse redo the IV. He opened the chart that the nurse had given to him and he was intending to write down what he had done when he nearly swore as he read on the chart:
Name: Cara Dawn Xavier
Age: 19
Address: 1523 Valley View Dr.’ Port Angeles, WA
No Known Emergency Contact; patient has never revealed who to contact
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Illnesses and surgeries: frequent bouts of bronchitis due to weakened immune system, allergies, Stage 4 Uterine Cancer.
It was as if a blow to the chest, the woman was barely older than his own adopted daughters had ‘died’ at and this woman would die very likely he read onward by the holidays.
It would take effort to put his emotions in check and focus on how best to treat the patient he’d been called in particularly for. It wasn’t just his weekend on duty the nurses tended to nudge him toward the patients who needed just a bit more attention and this young lady was no exception. He waited until she was safely inside the room and set about ordering the first round of blood work that would give him some answers and made a note he wanted her sedated at least through morning.
Carlisle monitored the young woman and was sitting in the physician’s lounge when the lab attendant appeared with a stack of papers and a tired smile, “I was supposed to go home two hours ago but I saw these were for you and you don’t order tests like these without a reason so I did them before sleep. Which I’m going to go do before I fall on my nose.” The youthful man smiled and walked out of the room giving Carlisle the chance to read over the results.
He drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly through his teeth as he read the discouraging results of the tests. The cancer had taken firm hold of her body and showed signs according to the blood count, of spreading to other parts of the body. She didn’t have much time, and the fact that there wasn’t an emergency contact deeply troubled him. A young woman like that should have a family to support her through the cancer, and he suspected as he read the results again she hadn’t had much treatment probably due to the high cost of fighting any cancer. He rose to his feet and went to do a last round before heading home his head and heart both aching because if nothing else, a human being deserved dignity, and it seemed to him this woman would be denied that in life.. and in death.
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Carlisle walked into the house and felt his spirit lift a bit at the organized chaos of the house filled with people and with love. He walked around the couch to the kitchen where he heard his mate’s voice coming from and walked in behind her wrapping his arms around her smiling as she smelled as she always did hearing her softly murmured words.
“Bad night my love?” Esme’s nature was a gentle, caring one and he nodded against her neck.
“Mmm” Carlisle answered closing his eyes, “I saved a life only to learn everything I had just done in the end will have meant nothing.” He said softly swaying his head with a sigh.
They heard Marcus’ entrance into the kitchen and stop as he witnessed the intimate moment between them, “Forgive me I shouldn’t have just barged in.” He said awkwardly.
“Come in, it’s quite all right I just needed a moment with Esme, Marcus how are you?” Carlisle said trying to shove the thought of the woman laying in the ICU dying alone out of his mind.
“I apparently am having your habit of not eating humans rub off on me.” Marcus answered as he sat down at the table carefully. “I stumbled into a young woman hiking in the woods today and managed to not attack her.”
Carlisle arched a brow and smiled faintly, “That is good news on a day as trying as mine was when I left earlier.”
Marcus nodded frowning a bit, trying to decide how best to find out what had the worry lines on his friend’s forehead deeper than usual. “At the risk of sounding callous, there is an inevitable mortality of humans, Carlisle. It is what they are born to do.”
Carlisle smiled faintly, “Sometimes my job is harder than I thought it would be. Even though I know you’re speaking the truth something about this one patient has me concerned.”
“What do you mean?” Marcus asked as Carlisle sat across from him.
“This one patient has no family and has the later stages of cancer. Even human she deserves family to be with her. I guess that’s one thing that that has always bothered me about humans. They tend to abandon the sick.” Carlisle answered running his hand through his blonde locks.
“That unfortunately is one thing that even my father never could explain to me. You’d think they would be more willing to stick together but sometimes they seem to forget that children only repeat what they see.” Kaashaa stated coming into the kitchen. Her swollen stomach was testament that she was well loved in the family. She paused to kiss Marcus’ cheek then did the same to Carlisle. “I’ve got to head to the hospital in a bit anything of interest happening?” she asked her voice quiet and controlled though she could sense both men’s worry.
“I’ve got a patient in ICU that I do need you to look in on for me. Mostly I would like you to take it easy tonight. No sense in having you hurt yourself this close to the end of the pregnancy. Besides I think that Jasper might literally have both our heads.” Carlisle answered as Kaashaa smiled brightly and the last comment.
“Don’t worry, I reminded Jazz that I only have two weeks to go before I’m on maternity leave as you requested. If anything this gives me something to do before I start killing your sons which by the way you might want to keep an eye on Edward and Emmett they’re overdue their weekly spat.” Kaashaa said taking the sandwiches Esme had made for her over to the table.
“I sometimes wonder how it is you eat little or nothing and look like you’re going to pop like a balloon.” Marcus stated helping her sit.
“It’s all part of the wonderful world of pregnancy. Don’t worry I eat more than I normally would for my size. Besides if I didn’t I’d be in big trouble with my husband and my father-in-law.” Kaashaa laughed beginning to eat. “So what’s got you bugging about a patient, Carlisle? Usually you leave that stuff at work or is it stuff that would betray the doctor-patient confidentiality rules?” she asked thinking of that after she had already blurted out the question.
“It’s just that something simply doesn’t sit right for me, that’s all.” Carlisle said quietly and glanced around and pondered, Marcus was unlikely to care about a particular patient, as she was human and Kaashaa herself was part of the hospital staff. “I can’t say much in the way of detail, but the patient is so very alone and dealing with something that no one should face alone.” He said quietly shaking his head.
“Well,” Kaashaa said around a mouthful of food swallowing the bite, “If it doesn’t set right with you there’s usually a reason for it. Talk me through it; I’m sure Marcus will listen even if it doesn’t make sense to him why you’re all ripped up.”
“This young woman is dying,” he raised a hand to cut off Marcus’ inevitable interruption, “Apparently there was a minor traffic accident and the paramedics brought her to the hospital as a precaution, and at a glance she looked fine. When I got there I had to fight her body collapsing on itself – her heart stopped twice on me and after I got her stable, I discovered why her heart was so weak. She has cancer, and according to the lab results I got back very early this morning, the prognosis is dire.” Carlisle said meeting her eyes, “And to top it off, there is no emergency contact.”
"I'm guessing what's got you so upset is the no family thing?" Kaashaa asked watching as Marcus suddenly caught what had his friend troubled.
“I think that must be it, cancer’s a vicious thing – you’ve seen it yourself when you are asked to go up on the oncology floor – and to be trying to cope with that alone, it’s huge.” Carlisle agreed slowly.
Kaashaa nodded, “It’s something I hate seeing in anyone, but worse in those with no family. Could there be something maybe we could do to help her out? How old is she?”
“She’s very young, nineteen according to her records, and I am not sure what I can do that doesn’t cross or at least blur the ethical lines.” Carlisle said quietly noticing then that Marcus had a troubled expression. “Something bothering you, Marcus?”
“Just trying to make sense of exactly what has you so turned around, I can see why humans would walk away from their ill, after all being ill does not promote the continuation of their species. Animals leave their old and sick to die, why would humans not?”
“Humans unlike animals most of the time rally around their sick as it helps promote healing. However there are exceptions to every rule and times when one can’t explain why as to what humans go through.” Kaashaa answered her voice calm. “I’ll check on her for you Carlisle while I’m there. I’ve got to get going though since it takes twice as long to get comfortable driving the car now days.” She added smiling at both males as she said her good byes to Esme and left.
“I am curious old friend how you stand it, working with the humans and being around their blood all the time, it must be a very trying experience?” Marcus asked as the relative peace fell over the house.
“It can be,” Carlisle conceded with a faint smile, “Though you are well aware of my aversion to drinking from them, right from the beginning in fact.”
Marcus nodded, “I cannot quite fathom not drinking from them to live, Carlisle and I see you and yours not and it troubles me.”
“You are welcome here as long as you wish in order to solve your own riddle, excuse me.” Carlisle said quietly.
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