Grey Skies and Blue Eyes

Chapter Three

Feeling weightless was an odd feeling, but Evie found that she quite enjoyed it. With her eyes closed and her arms spread wide, she was safe and comfortable. There were no sounds, no movements, which should have scared her, but she didn't care. Evie could have been floating there for years and she probably wouldn't care. But after a few more moments of the uninterrupted peace, a constant beeping sound invaded her mind. Willing for nothing more than for the beeping to stop, Evie just got even more frustrated when it got faster. Not being able to take it anymore, her eyes snapped open and immediately shut once more at the blinding light above her. Letting out a groan and placing her hand over her eyes, Evie tried to open her eyes again and found that the light wasn't so bad. Looking to her right, she saw her father talking to a nurse. She was in the hospital, again. Her head was fuzzy, though. She couldn't remember how she had gotten here. Making to sit up, her father noticed her movement and rushed to her side.

"No, Evelyn you need to stay down. You need rest. The doctor said you were dehydrated," at this he gave a half-hearted glare to the dark haired girl, "and you need to relax. The move must have really stressed you out." Nodding her head, Evie went back to laying on the hospital bed. She was still in her street clothes, but now she had an IV in her arm. Not really bothered by the sight of the IV, Evie instead tried to remember what had happened. Evie sighed in surrender when the memory refused to come back, and instead turned her attention to the door when she heard it open.

"Ah, you're awake. Good, let's check your vitals." A brief glance at his face was all it took for the memory to come rushing back. She remembered being approached by Rosalie and Alice, then running off and fainting in the bathroom. Now, here she was, laying on a hospital bed, staring open mouthed at the doctor that had haunted her dreams for many years. His eyes, not quite black in color, stood out against his pale skin and light blonde hair. He was wearing dress pants, a peach colored button up shirt, and a doctor's overcoat. While she may have noticed all of those details, her eyes didn't stray from his. Following his every move, the doctor made his way to her bedside and began his checkup. Charlie, bless his soul, sighed and made to move out of the room.

"I'm really glad you're okay, Evie, but we got a call about a murder up near the woods, and I have to go. Please, do whatever Doctor Cullen says and wait here for Bella to pick you up, okay?" Evie didn't even spare her father a glance as he left, instead choosing to stare at the doctor some more. Apparently he had finished looking her over and had returned to looking at her medical chart. Evie took note of how stiff he looked, and how he seemed to be holding his breath for whatever reason. When he went to open his mouth, Evie interrupted him.

"Dehydration? That's really the best you could come up with, Carlisle?" The feeling of panic was still there, but she couldn't help the feeling of being safe while she was near him as well. A look of shock passed his face and as he examined her expression, determining that she was joking, he allowed a small smile to grace his lips. And what amazing lips they were.

"You remember." It wasn't a question, yet Evie still felt the need to elaborate. Giving him a dry look, she began.

"Of course I remember. How could I forget the beautiful strangers? Just because I had hoped I was going insane, doesn't mean I don't remember." A small chuckle left his mouth when he heard her explanation.

"And now?" Evie couldn't find an answer to his question. Now what? Looking into his slowly lightening eyes, Evie was struck by the pure absurdity that was her life. Now she wanted answers.

"Well, some kind of explanation would be nice, but I won't push for it. You look the exact same, well, except your shirt. You wore blue last time, but that's beside the point." Evie blushed when she mentioned his shirt. Of course she would tell the man she had been dreaming of for years that she remembered every detail of him from their one and only meeting. Carlisle chuckled at her, his eyes once again becoming a dark color at her blush.