Nessie's POV
In the morning we were woken up by the smell of fresh bacon and eggs. We all went down, and a picture perfect family scene waited for us in the kitchen. Esme and Bella were cooking all the breakfast food that was available. Eggs, bacon, French toast, pancakes, hash browns, and the fresh smell of coffee was in the air as well.
The others were scattered around in the living either watching TV and having a conversation. Everyone said good morning when we entered, and all three of us politely said it back. It was weird and comforting at the same time. I looked at Alex to see how he handles this, but he was already going through half of his plate by the counter. Izzy and I both rolled our eyes at his disgusting appetite and we sat down next to him. Esme instantly put a plate in front of us. A fellow caretaker. Kindred spirits always recognize each other. I smiled at her gratefully. For some reason I could imagine her as my mother. But I was still struggling to accept the young girl who stood next to the stove.
She looked a bit like me, and probably with time I could get used to the fact that she was so young. What I could not get used to is how quiet she was, and how sadly she stared at me. I am sure the years were hard on her, but she looked so depressed I just didn't know how to handle it. The fact that I didn't understand her either didn't help at all. She was familiar, she looked a little bit like me, and yet she was so far away I didn't know how to connect with her.
She could probably sense that I was staring at her, because she suddenly looked at me.
I tried to smile at her, but it felt so forced and awkward that I just sighed and started to eat instead.
- Nessie, after you finished with your meal, can I show you something? - asked Carlisle. I was almost finished so I nodded at stood up.
- Of course.
He led the way to his study, which opened into a full medical examination room. Edward was walking with us as well. Carlisle went to his desk and pulled out a big notebook.
- We thought you might want to take a look at this. I started this journal after you were born. You can find every medical detail, notes about your development, and some pictures as well.
I took the notebook carefully and opened it up. And there I was... as a baby. I obviously didn't have any pictures of myself as a child. Klan wasn't big on family pictures, but I could still tell from my chocolate brown eyes that it was me.
Carlisle led a very detailed description about everything I ate, about my behavior, about my growth sprout. As a nurse, it was fascinating to see.
Then I started to check the pictures as well. I was always in someone else's arms. And in every single picture, the little me was smiling. It seems like I was a happy baby at least.
- I have a very detailed journal about the time when I stopped drinking blood altogether and my body started to change. I can send it to you if you are interested. - I said while I was still studying the pictures about me.
- Yes, I am very interested. Thank you.
I made a mental note to send it to him later.
- We have more pictures you know. A few videos too. About the family.. about your mother as well, when she was still a human. Would you like to see them? - asked Edward with a tentative smile. I smiled back and nodded.
In the next few hours we were all sitting down in the living room going through photo albums and videos on the TV. Alice had a whole album in which I was dressed into different princess dresses. They had videos where I was playing the piano with Edward, or running and playing outside with Jacob. And they had hundreds of pictures of me hugging Bella or someone else from the family. I seemed like a happy child.
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