Fic - At 30 000 Feet: Part VIII
At 30 000 Feet
Part VIII
Author: Mrs Ronald Weasley
Rating: PG-13 or T
Pairing/s: Edward/Bella/Carlisle
Category: Drama/Angst
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Summary: Because at 30 000 feet, when the one you love is dying, you’d do anything to save her, right?
A/N: This is the final part. Hope you all enjoyed it!
No sooner had Edward’s lips touched Bella’s neck, was he away from her and across the room. I moved over to her, putting pressure on the bite wound. “Are you alright, Edward?” I asked.
“I think so,” he replied, he was closer now. Just a few feet behind me. “It’s not too bad; her blood doesn’t taste the same.”
“No, it wouldn’t,” I said, taping a piece of gauze over the wound. “We need to keep a close watch on her, until we land, and keep taking her temperature. If she were to wake up, I don’t know what will happen.”
“What about when we land, Carlisle? She can’t go to a hospital,” Edward had sat down next to Bella and was stroking her hair.
“I’ll find someway to convince the flight attendants that Bella’s no longer in danger,” I sighed as my gaze travelled over her. “It’s not going to be an easy task,” I said, “she looks like she’s dying.”
“She is dying,” Edward muttered and I realized something. Did Edward already regret his decision? Did he still struggle with making her one of us? “No,” he whispered, “to both. I just wish that it didn’t have to be like this, that’s all. I wanted her to have the final say.”
“That wouldn’t have made a difference,” I replied quietly, “and I think we both know that. Bella’s wanted this ever since she first fell in love with you.”
“I know.” I laid a hand on Edward’s shoulder. Edward reached over and into his bag that sat on the floor, and pulled out his cell phone. He pressed the ‘on’ button and passed it to me. “You should call the others; I can only imagine how Alice is handling this, if she managed to see it coming.”
Taking the phone from him, I quickly dialled the number and waited. It rang only once, and then, sure enough, Alice picked it up. “Carlisle! Thank god!” she sounded anxious, but relieved.
“Relax Alice,” I said, “everything is okay. For now.”
“Edward did it then?” she asked, “He bit her?”
“Yes.”
“I’m sorry, the vision wasn’t exactly clear.” Alice paused to suck in a breath. “She’s going to be okay, Carlisle. I can see it, and you won’t have any trouble when you land in Seattle either.”
That was a relief. “Alice, I need someone to meet us in Seattle, bring the Mercedes.”
“Yes,” she replied, “that won’t be a problem.”
“Good.” I flipped the phone shut, and sighing, I looked at the clock. Three hours to go.
“You might want to talk to the flight attendant soon,” Edward said. “And tell her that it won’t be necessary to have an ambulance waiting when we land,” he added with a slight smile.
I nodded, “take her temperature, Edward. Make sure it’s not coming down too fast.” Turning, I headed through the curtain, past the still somewhat worried passengers, and to the back of the plane. “Ashley?” I called.
“Yes, Dr. Cullen?” she moved over from a corner, a smile on her face.
I smiled back, hoping that my lie would convince her. “I’ve managed to make a diagnosis on Bella, and the treatment is starting to work. She should be just fine.” My smile widened.
It took her several seconds to regain her composure. “Was it contagious?” Ashley asked.
“No.” That, of course, was also a lie, but if any of the other passengers had managed to catch it, they would’ve showed symptoms by now. “Bella’s sleeping, its best if she stays that way for the remainder of the flight.”
She nodded, “do you still require the paramedics to be on the runway when we land in Seattle?”
“No, that won’t be necessary. I will take Bella to the hospital myself.”
She didn’t look convinced, but after biting her bottom lip for several seconds, she nodded again. “Alright.”
I turned and headed back to first class. “How is she?” I asked Edward as I took the seat beside him.
“Her fever is 103.8, and the tachycardia seems to be alleviating slightly,” he replied, and then after a moment, added, “Don’t worry, you’ve convinced her.”
“I certainly hope so.”
“Two and a half more hours,” Edward stated quietly.
I nodded, “Alice will meet us at the airport. You’re going to have to carry her off the plane.” Edward nodded.
I leaned down and placed a kiss to Bella’s soft lips. “I did everything I could,” I whispered to her, “I’m sorry.”
“I’m sure she knows that Carlisle,” Edward muttered. “She’ll forgive you.” I felt his hand atop mine, and looking up; I finally knew that everything would be alright.
A/N: Most of you probably wanted me to end it after they got off the plane, or when Bella's transformation is complete. However, I thought it was best to end it while they were still on the plane. Giving even more meaning to the title. Hope you enjoyed it!
Part VIII
Author: Mrs Ronald Weasley
Rating: PG-13 or T
Pairing/s: Edward/Bella/Carlisle
Category: Drama/Angst
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Summary: Because at 30 000 feet, when the one you love is dying, you’d do anything to save her, right?
A/N: This is the final part. Hope you all enjoyed it!
No sooner had Edward’s lips touched Bella’s neck, was he away from her and across the room. I moved over to her, putting pressure on the bite wound. “Are you alright, Edward?” I asked.
“I think so,” he replied, he was closer now. Just a few feet behind me. “It’s not too bad; her blood doesn’t taste the same.”
“No, it wouldn’t,” I said, taping a piece of gauze over the wound. “We need to keep a close watch on her, until we land, and keep taking her temperature. If she were to wake up, I don’t know what will happen.”
“What about when we land, Carlisle? She can’t go to a hospital,” Edward had sat down next to Bella and was stroking her hair.
“I’ll find someway to convince the flight attendants that Bella’s no longer in danger,” I sighed as my gaze travelled over her. “It’s not going to be an easy task,” I said, “she looks like she’s dying.”
“She is dying,” Edward muttered and I realized something. Did Edward already regret his decision? Did he still struggle with making her one of us? “No,” he whispered, “to both. I just wish that it didn’t have to be like this, that’s all. I wanted her to have the final say.”
“That wouldn’t have made a difference,” I replied quietly, “and I think we both know that. Bella’s wanted this ever since she first fell in love with you.”
“I know.” I laid a hand on Edward’s shoulder. Edward reached over and into his bag that sat on the floor, and pulled out his cell phone. He pressed the ‘on’ button and passed it to me. “You should call the others; I can only imagine how Alice is handling this, if she managed to see it coming.”
Taking the phone from him, I quickly dialled the number and waited. It rang only once, and then, sure enough, Alice picked it up. “Carlisle! Thank god!” she sounded anxious, but relieved.
“Relax Alice,” I said, “everything is okay. For now.”
“Edward did it then?” she asked, “He bit her?”
“Yes.”
“I’m sorry, the vision wasn’t exactly clear.” Alice paused to suck in a breath. “She’s going to be okay, Carlisle. I can see it, and you won’t have any trouble when you land in Seattle either.”
That was a relief. “Alice, I need someone to meet us in Seattle, bring the Mercedes.”
“Yes,” she replied, “that won’t be a problem.”
“Good.” I flipped the phone shut, and sighing, I looked at the clock. Three hours to go.
“You might want to talk to the flight attendant soon,” Edward said. “And tell her that it won’t be necessary to have an ambulance waiting when we land,” he added with a slight smile.
I nodded, “take her temperature, Edward. Make sure it’s not coming down too fast.” Turning, I headed through the curtain, past the still somewhat worried passengers, and to the back of the plane. “Ashley?” I called.
“Yes, Dr. Cullen?” she moved over from a corner, a smile on her face.
I smiled back, hoping that my lie would convince her. “I’ve managed to make a diagnosis on Bella, and the treatment is starting to work. She should be just fine.” My smile widened.
It took her several seconds to regain her composure. “Was it contagious?” Ashley asked.
“No.” That, of course, was also a lie, but if any of the other passengers had managed to catch it, they would’ve showed symptoms by now. “Bella’s sleeping, its best if she stays that way for the remainder of the flight.”
She nodded, “do you still require the paramedics to be on the runway when we land in Seattle?”
“No, that won’t be necessary. I will take Bella to the hospital myself.”
She didn’t look convinced, but after biting her bottom lip for several seconds, she nodded again. “Alright.”
I turned and headed back to first class. “How is she?” I asked Edward as I took the seat beside him.
“Her fever is 103.8, and the tachycardia seems to be alleviating slightly,” he replied, and then after a moment, added, “Don’t worry, you’ve convinced her.”
“I certainly hope so.”
“Two and a half more hours,” Edward stated quietly.
I nodded, “Alice will meet us at the airport. You’re going to have to carry her off the plane.” Edward nodded.
I leaned down and placed a kiss to Bella’s soft lips. “I did everything I could,” I whispered to her, “I’m sorry.”
“I’m sure she knows that Carlisle,” Edward muttered. “She’ll forgive you.” I felt his hand atop mine, and looking up; I finally knew that everything would be alright.
A/N: Most of you probably wanted me to end it after they got off the plane, or when Bella's transformation is complete. However, I thought it was best to end it while they were still on the plane. Giving even more meaning to the title. Hope you enjoyed it!