We wrapped up our week in Pisa, and were waiting in the airport. I sat quietly looking around. I’d not seen Ara again. I was tense. Hunter had to use the restroom before we boarded. We still had about thirty minutes until we needed to head to our gate. I could see it from my seat. I caught it out of the corner of my eye. A dark haired male looking in my direction. I turned my attention, and then noticed he was gone. I was distracted by movement again, this male had almost white hair. Neither were tall. Roughly around five foot four, maybe three. My heart started pounding out of my chest. It was them. They’d alerted the Volturri I was here, and now they were as well. How were they out at night? They’d disguised themselves. Long black coats, and they kept their heads down. I looked around for Hunter. I was nervous. I grabbed my purse, and Hunters bag. Just as I was about to make my way towards the restrooms, I heard the accent.
“Now you run? Amazing you confront the guard, but run upon seeing us. Silly fool you are. All alone.” I didn’t turn to look at them, I just started walking calmly, or trying to appear that way. Stefan stepped in front of me, “I’m not afraid of you. I know you have someone who’s been watching you. Now where has your informant gone?” I looked down at him. “It take a snap, and well,” He shrugged, and looked around. Vladimir hissed, “Nobody would even know. Now tell Stefan where is she?” I looked at Stefan, “I don’t know who you’re talking about.” Vladimir grinned at Stefan, “She pretends to be dumb. Silly wolf. You don’t realize the power we hold. Now where is she?” I looked between them, “She? Alice? She’s home I’m assuming.” Stefan spit at me with anger, “Fool. Ara the one who helped you. Where is she. NOW tell us.” His eyes were fierce, and I spotted Hunter. Vladimir looked in Hunters direction, “You have quite a fondness for him.” I wasn’t sure what to do. He looked at me, and saw the fear in my eyes. Stefan whispered with a threat, “You’ve been warned.” Then they both left walking away from me. They walked past Hunter, who was walking in my direction. I couldn’t do it anymore. I felt my legs tremble, and swallowed back the bile that was in my throat. I sat down on the floor, pulling my knee’s to my chest. Hunter came over.
"Leah I'm calling Carlisle now." He squatted dialing. I tried to ease my breathing. "Hello?" Carlisle answered the phone. "Leah was ambushed for a lack of a better word. We're at the airport, and they found her. She's white, and sitting on the floor." I felt Hunter shift as though he was making room for sometime. "Leah do you need to lay down? You're white. I'm concerned your blood sugar may be low." That voice was hers, she was here again. Hunter spoke to Carlisle, "They made a threat Carlisle. I couldn't get to her fast enough." She spoke, "Tell your friend Dr. Storm is here. She appears to be suffering from low blood sugar." I heard whispers in Italian, then she spoke in Italian. "Sono un medico. Questo è Mrs.Emerson. E 'tredici settimane insieme, con la sua prima gravidanza. Shes stati colpiti da una grave malattia di mattina. Lei sembra avere un basso con il suo zucchero nel sangue. Ho bisogno di un sacchetto medico ora." They nodded, and people moved around quickly. I laid back, and looked up to see her blue eyes twinkle. "I told them I'm a doctor. This is Mrs.Emerson. She's thirteen weeks along, with her first pregnancy. Shes been suffering from severe morning sickness. She appears to be having a low with her blood sugar. I need a medic bag now." She gently held my wrist, and looked at her watch." Hunter spoke, "Carlisle is meeting us in New York." Ara looked up, “Let him know you’ll have a doctor flying with you to New York, just so you’re not alone.” I tried to sit up, and she shoved a coat under my head, and draped something over me. “Relax ok. Remember I told you to take it easy.” I nodded, and felt nausea come rapidly. “Easy Leah.” There was a gentlemen beside her. He spoke in Italian, " Ecco un sacchetto medico . L'aereo è dotato di uno pure . Abbiamo avvisato il capitano . Vorrà parlare con voi prima del decollo . È necessario fornire il gioco." Ara smiled, and translated for me, “He said, "Here's a medic bag. The plane is equipped with one as well. We alerted the Captain. He'll want to speak with you before take off. You need to provide the clearance." She smiled at the gentlemen, “Graziie." He took over on my vitals, and Ara set up a glucose meter. “Small prick, and we’ll see where you’re at ok.” I nodded slowly. Hunter hung up the phone, and held my free hand, “Her hand is like ice.” Ara nodded, “It’s because she’s suffering from hypoglycemia. She’s at 76. When did you eat last?” Hunter looked at his watch. About four hours ago. She was having trouble. The nausea.” Ara nodded, and looked down at me, “Listen I’m starting an iv. I’m going to give you compazine, and a glucose tab. Put it under your tongue, and we’ll get you boarded first ok.” She smiled, holding my hand. I nodded, shivering a little. “That’s why she’s cold also.” Hunter smiled.
The crowd thinned, as everything was situated. Ara helped me into the wheelchair they brought over, and wrapped a blanket around my shoulders, “We’ll talk, don’t worry.” She smiled, and I felt so safe with her. “Thank you so much.” Hunter smiled at her. She nodded, “She still has me a bit worried, but she’s in great hands.” We headed onto the plane, and Hunter pushed the wheelchair. Ara whispered, “You’re different, and I know that.” I looked up at her, “Vegetarian?” She nodded, “You do know him then.” Ara’s smile widened. I wasn’t sure what she meant. “Who’s your doctor back home if you don’t mind me asking.” Hunter spoke, “Carlisle Cullen, and Lucas Martin. Carlisle is more a specialist on the pregnancy.” That caused Ara to raise an eyebrow. The stewardess escorted us to our seats. We were in first class, the three of us together. We were near the bathrooms, just in case I needed it.
We were seated, and Ara tucked the blanket over my legs, and looked at me, “May I feel your stomach?” I nodded, and Hunter held my hand, rubbing my knuckles with his thumb. “Exactly thirteen weeks. No cramping, only nausea?” I nodded a little, “A little dizzy, and cold.” She smiled, and sat down, and Hunter buckled my belt. “Yeah we’re working on getting that blood sugar up. So hyperemesis gravidarum is what you’re diagnosed with, or were?” Hunter spoke, “She’s had some issues at night while we've been here.” Ara gently pinched the skin on my hand, “You’re dehydrated, nothing extreme but some. Hopefully once we land, we can have you feeling better. Once we take off, we’ll try some broth. I’m going to keep testing your blood sugar.” She smiled, and patted my hand.
The captain came over the speakers, and made his announcements, in Italian, and English. Then the stewardess proceeded with her showing. We were just waiting for clearance, when I shivered a little, and Ara leaned in, “How did you know I was safe?” I whispered, “My family back home are what you would call, vegetarian. My step-sister, and her husband are vegetarian, and their daughter is as well. She’s actually a hybrid.” Ara smiled, “So you’re comfortable with me, I’m glad.” I smiled, “You’re a doctor, and I need the help.” Hunter held my hand, listening quietly. “Now I’m curious as to why you would know of our kind. Something has to have sparked Stefan, and Vladmir’s interest in you. I saw you speaking with Felix, and Demetri. You’re not a vampire, so what are you exactly?” I tensed a little. “Relax, please I’m here to help you.” I spoke softly, “I was a shape shifter.” She looked at me, “Was? You don’t shift anymore?” Hunter spoke softly, “She stopped being able to phase about five years ago.” She looked between us. “So you spoke of Carlisle Cullen. A specialist?” I nodded keeping my voice at a whisper, “Shapeshifter, well, was.” She pulled back and touched my cheek, “Are you sure you’re not fighting a shift right now?” I shook my head, “It’s been five years since I’ve phased.” She looked at me, “Why so long? What’s your choice of shape?” I stared at her in disbelief. “It wasn’t a choice, it just stopped. Wolf was what the tribe used.” She spoke quietly, “Are there others?” Hunter nodded, “My best friend is. Her brother still phases as well.” Ara checked my pulse again, and looked at me, “Ok. Well it could be your body possibly, fighting the baby. Are there other females who shift in your tribe?” I started to tear up, and shook my head no. She looked at me, and gently held my hand, "Tell me what's going on please." Hunter shook his head. Ara didn't press. Within a few minutes we were in the air.
I was resting quietly. I kept dozing off, leaning against Hunter. "May I ask what caused her to become upset, regarding the question about others." Hunter stroked my arm, under the blanket, "Leah is the only known wolf in her tribes history. The first time she phased, her father dropped dead of a heart attack. The shock, plus a bad heart were too much. Leah's been really having a hard time dealing with it, since we found out she's pregnant. He died when back in 2006." Ara nodded, "I'm so sorry. I asked because the shifting gene, it could be causing the severe morning sickness." Hunter looked at me, "Ara she needs a break. She's so upset with herself, saying she ruined things." Ara smiled, "I would suggest her taking it easy. Reassure her. Pregnancy is hard, and if the gene is sparking this, well it's even harder." Hunter smiled.
When I woke up, we were on the ground. I was in someone's arms. "Easy there. Your sugar isn't completely back up. We're changing the Iv bag." Hunter kissed my forehead. "Thank you." His voice was in the distance. Then I saw him, "How's my patient?" He winked, smiling at us. "Her sugar is still on the low side. We're at 89. She's had broth. Nausea, no vomiting. She's freezing still. I just started a new bag." Carlisle nodded, and squatted down beside Ara, "Hi hun. Everyone sends there best. Let's get you back home ok." I whispered, "Home? Or somewhere else?" Carlisle smiled, "Actually home. We'll get you set up, and bed rest ok." I nodded.