"Do you think that your venom could cure his cancer?" Rosalie asked hopefully.
Carlisle sadly shook his head no. "I think as long as he is receiving my venom he feels better, but as soon as he goes a few hours without some, he's sick again. The only way that it will totally cure him, is to bite and change him."
Emmett leaned back in the chair chuckling. "Well, I'm sure that it won't be a great hardship on you to supply your little mate with plenty of venom to keep him happy and feeling good."
Rosalie smacked her mate on the arm. Even though she really didn't know Harry that well, she already cared deeply for him. She was very maternal, and she couldn't help but want to mother the poor boy that had never known a mother's love. She was very uncomfortable with him in a sexual relationship with Carlisle. She knew that kids everyday were having sex at fifteen and sixteen, some even younger, but she still didn't like the idea of Harry having sex. Despite looking so young, Carlisle was so much older than him. Carlisle was only twenty three when he was turned, but that still made him over three hundred and fifty years old. As far as she was concerned, that was just eew. She did understand that it wasn't Carlisle's fault, it was just something that she was going to have to get use to. That didn't mean she had to tolerate her mate's sick, perverted jokes.
"Are you going to tell him about us?" Edward asked. He knew that his father was thinking about it, and he desperately wanted to.
Carlisle thought for a minute. He wanted nothing more than to tell his mate the truth about them, but he didn't know if he could handle the truth yet. "I'm going to wait until he wakes and see if he remembers Seth shifting. If he remembers and is fine, then I will consider it."
Alice looked down at her hands frowning. "I have tried to see if I could see anything, but I haven't gotten anything about Harry since he first came home."
Jasper covered her hand with his, giving her a loving smile. "It's not your fault, don't try to force your visions. If you are meant to have one about Harry, then it will come."
Alice gave Jasper a smile then laid her head on his shoulder. She didn't know what she would do without Her mate. He loved her so much and she knew that she would be totally lost without him. She felt bad for Carlisle, it must be horrible watching your mate suffer from a disease as cruel as cancer.
Edward snapped his head up. "Carlisle, Harry's waking."
***HP
Shivering, Harry pulled the blanket over his head. He didn't understand why he was so cold, but it totally sucked.
"You owe me, princess," Seth grumbled, taking a seat on the edge of his friend's bed and yanking the blanket down. "I told you that I wasn't going to carry you, then you had to go and get sick, and I got stuck lugging you through the woods like a damn pack horse."
"More like a jack ass," Harry mumbled into the mattress. Cracking his eyes open, Harry busted out laughing at the look of shock on his friend's face.
"That was mean," Seth pouted, giving Harry his best puppy dog eyes.
Harry huffed. "Well that's what you get for not telling me that you were an animagus. I should have known you were a wizard, I could feel the magic in the bracelet that you gave me."
Seth reached out a laid his hand on Harry's forehead. "Weird, you don't have a fever, but you're obviously delusional."
Harry shrugged off Seth's hand. "What are you talking about?"
"What are you talking about?" Seth asked back, chuckling. "Dude, wizards aren't real."
Harry sat up, leaning against the headboard for support. He was feeling very weak and nauseous, but he knew he wasn't imagining that Seth had turned into one of the largest wolves he had ever laid eyes on. "Seth, if you're not a wizard, then how the hell did you turn into a giant wolf?"
