Post by Rosalie Hale on Nov 8, 2012 9:50:40 GMT -5
The chartered jet that Carlisle and Em had arranged was waited for us when we got to the airport. The boat ride had been hard on Zoe. Emmett tried to make it as smooth on her as he could but there was only so much he had control over. The short car ride to the airport went much better.
"Emmett, I will carry all the bags to the jet if you will please get her inside and on the bed please"
I watched Em scoop my friend up into his arms and carefully carry her onto the plane. I finished gathering up all the medical supplies as the Jet's pilot carried out bags.
Once I got onto the jet, Emmett had Zoe resting comfortably on the bed.
I took over her care again as Emmett informed the pilot that we were ready to depart. It was a 13 hour flight from Rio to Forks and I was praying that I could keep her sleeping for most of that time. I hung another bag of blood and pushed some more phenergan. Her body temperature was burning the meds off quicker then normal.
The blood was helping some but as we learned with Bella, it wouldn't help the way it should until she started to drink it. The baby was craving blood but how do you tell your friend, who has no clue that vampires even exist, that the baby she is carrying inside her womb, needs for her to drink the blood instead of having it flow their her veins? That was a conversation I would leave to Carlisle to have with her. My job was to keep her alive long enough from him to have it*
