The rain was light and the sky was a tiny bit dark. It was what you would call a normal day in Forks.

The kids had just gotten out of school. It was Friday, so they were happy. I was, too-I could see them for the weekend.

Carlisle left work early. We headed out to hunt as soon as he arrived home.

"Don't go too far," I told the kids before Carlisle and I departed them, going in our own direction.

We ran at vampire speed into the deep green forest. That was when it first started. I felt like I couldn't run right, like I wasn't able to run at my normal speed.

But I shrugged it off and didn't say anything-I didn't think it was too big of a deal.

"I smell a herd of elk coming," Carlisle said. He stared to his right where he must have smelled the scent of elk.

Hmm…that's odd. I typically am able to have the same sense of smell as my husband, but I could barely get a trace of elk. Only when I saw them stampeding toward us did I get the strong scent.

Once more, I shrugged it off. I most likely was just having an off day. It happens.

Carlisle and I attacked. When we have elk, I usually have three or four, but I only had one. That satisfied me thirst.

Carlisle looked at me. "Are you sure you're not thirsty anymore?"

"Carlisle, you also only had one." I had to smile at that. Of course Carlisle only had one. He had great self-control and could go hunting every three weeks instead of every two. But he just wanted to be sure he was alright and didn't put his patients in even the slightest bit of danger. Not that he would ever lose control-he was just a very passionate person.

Anyway, I could tell that Carlisle was worried, so I stepped over to him and took his hand

"I assure you I'm fine," I said.

He smiled his perfect smile, which caused me to also grin. "As long as you are fine…I love you, Esme." He took my face in his hands.

"I love you more."

We shared a brief kiss before we began to run back to the clearing where we would meet the kids. This time, I ran even slower than I had before, and it was noticeable.

"Esme, are you sure you're alright?"

I took a breath. "Yeah, I'm alright."

As we ran back, Carlisle lessoned his pace.

We made it to the clearing just mere seconds before the kids got there.

"The oldies beat us again, guys!" Emmett exclaimed. Then he looked at us as if he hadn't intended for us to hear that, though he clearly had. "Oh, look, it's our young parents!"

We turned to go home, but when I started to run, it was only with human speed.

The kids were worried and began to do what they would call "freak out." Carlisle told them to run back home and that we'd be back there soon.

"I'll carry you back home, Esme," Carlisle said, assisting me on his back.

He began to dash through that afternoon air.

I suddenly shrieked, "Stop!"

Carlisle came to a halt. I jumped off his back and spun around, throwing a hand on my stomach.

"Esme, what's the matter?"

I took fast breaths. I felt like I was going to throw up, and it wasn't from the vampire speed. I was way used to that.

I felt the blood from the hunt make its way from my stomach and up my throat. I vomited all of it.

Carlisle rubbed my back. He lifted me in his arms and carried me bridal-style back to the house. The only other time that had happened was when he had been carrying me back from the hospital to his house. I had been dying, and he was going to change me into a vampire.

This time, the running felt odd, like it was a foreign yet familiar task. I sensed that Carlisle could tell, because he looked at my face and slowed down a bit. Why did just a simple thing like running appear to be so strange to me? I mean, after all, I was in the arms of my blond-haired god.

When we got home, Carlisle brought me into the bathroom. There wasn't any blood left for me to throw up, so I was spitting up now.

A familiar feeling that seemed distant came to me. It seemed like it was something I remembered, but hadn't done in a while. I felt tears come down my face. The last time I had cried was when Carlisle had bit me and the process of the change took over my body. The amount of pain had brought tears that had turned into crying that had eventually turned into sobs. Wow…sobbing was weird to think of, as if it was weird to say and have roll off the tongue.

I weakly rose to my feet, still feeling kind of nauseous. I glanced at myself in the mirror and did a double take. The Esme I saw that time looking in the mirror was not the Esme I see daily in the mirror.

It was an Esme that I remembered.

And quite frankly, it scared me, because I hadn't seen an Esme look like that in so many years…

"Carlisle, look at my eyes," I whispered.

My eyes, which had turned a golden honey color from the hunting trip, were now the deep, deep brown they were when I was human, just like Bella's eye color.

Carlisle grew wide-eyed with shock. "Esme…" was all he managed to say.

But that was all he needed to say. I realized that he had seen my odd appearance.

Not only had my eyes changed, but my pale skin had darkened some, like a human's, like Bella's.

Then more tears came.

"C-Carl-lisle," I stuttered, "what's going on with me today?" I fell into his arms.

He was speechless.

Then it clicked. I made eye contact with my husband and asked, "Carlisle?"

He gave me a gentle smile and answered, "Yes?"

I shivered and he wrapped me closer in his arms.

"Carlisle, I think I'm human."

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