B.O.P. Breach of the Peace

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight
Hypothetical
Grace Cullen

After regretfully saying goodbye to Charlie when he dropped me off at my car, I drove over to a well secluded area to change into some activewear before going on a quick hunt. I wasn't very long, just long enough to get my eyes back to a pretty golden shade to get through the week.

Feeling much better, I drove home and pulled Emmett's Jeep into the garage before heading inside.

"Hello Mother." Edward greeted me the moment I opened the door. "How was your hunting trip?" He asked me, looking like he had caught me in a lie.

"Fine." I nodded. "What's with the inquisition?" I giggled as I hung Emmett's keys up.

"The Jeep was left at the school last night." He stated firmly. "The principal called Carlisle to make sure you were alright."

"Oh, I decided to run the route up there." I explained. "After a week stuck in the house it was nice to feel a little free." I giggled.

"Okay." Edward nodded, believing me.

"Where's your uncle?" I asked him.

"The hospital, he got called in a little early this morning." He replied.

"Alright, I've got to talk to him about how this week at school is going to play out." I sighed. "Guess I'm going to the hospital."

"Here, take my car." He told me, taking his keys off the hook and handing them to me. "Emmett said he wanted to go off-roading when you got back."

"Thank you, I'll see you later." I promised him, kissing his cheek before heading into the garage.

I arrived at the hospital shortly and went straight to the front desk, preparing several possible excuses to see Carlisle.

"Oh! Miss Cullen!" The receptionist, Anne I remembered, gaped at me as I approached her. "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine." I smiled at her. "Carlisle asked me to come in for an exam before he releases me to go back to school tomorrow." I explained.

"Dr. Cullen doesn't have any appointment times booked today." She shook her head at me.

"What a forgetful man." I giggled and she laughed with me. "Would you mind paging him?" I asked her.

"Dr. Cullen, please come to the front desk." She announced over the intercom, easily buying my excuse.

In a few short moments, Carlisle came from the hallway leading to his office with a surprised look on his face.

"Sister, I wasn't expecting to see you today." He greeted me with a kiss on the cheek.

"Actually, you were." I nodded. "You asked me to come in for an exam, remember?"

"Oh, of course." He laughed, we were easily fooling the receptionist. "Here, come with me to my office." He directed and I followed him down the hall and up the stairs to his office.

"So, what do I owe the pleasure of such a visit?" He asked me, shutting the door and motioning me into a seat across his desk.

"I have some questions and I feel like you're the only one that can answer them, as always." I laughed. "Did Esme decorate your office? This place practically screams her name."

"Yes, as a matter of fact she did." He chuckled. "So, what are you curious about?" He asked me gently.

"Hypothetically, do you think that a vampire can recognize their mate regardless of the situation that surrounds that meeting?" I brought up the question, careful to keep things open and indirect.