|Land of the Unborn
Author: ADHDs.Beloved PM
The Land of the Unborn is a place where unborn children dwell. There lies the unborn children of none other than the Cullen Clan. When the Cullens show up unwillingly, what will happen? Will Rosalie get what she always wanted? Cannon. Little bit OCRated: Fiction T - English - Family - Chapters: 4 - Words: 2,360 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 07-25-10 - Published: 05-15-10 - id: 5973616
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The Cullens didn't know how they ended up here. In fact, they didn't remember anything at all from the last few days. All they knew was that somehow they ended up in a big white hall with no windows. A big white hall with no windows and a desk with a woman sitting at it; a sandy haired woman with thin lips and her hair in a tight bun. She wore a ruffled white shirt and tan pants. She peered at the glowing computer screen over her glasses, which were perched gracefully on the end of her nose. On her nose she bore a little stud, something thought to be juvenile—but on her it seemed professional and strong.
Jacob, Leah, and Seth didn't know how they ended up here either. All they knew was that they wanted to stay as far away from the Cullens as they possibly could.
"Um, excuse me?" Carlisle called to the woman at the desk. Striding quickly toward the desk. "Where are we?" The woman looked up at him, pursing her lips.
"You are in the land of the unborn, were your not yet conceived and unborn children dwell. I'm Crystal, please take a number." Carlisle reached out, yanking a little red card out of the dispenser.
Land of the unborn
Carlisle looked up at the number board glowing red above Crystal's desk.
Now serving visitor #1
"It looks like I'm up." He said slowly, showing his card to Crystal. He sighed, her back hunching.
"God I hate people." She murmured to herself, pulling out some forms. She looked up at him. "Dr. Carlisle Cullen?" She asked, raising her eyebrow at him. Carlisle furrowed his eyebrows.
"How did you know?" He asked, his family coming from behind him.
"I know for the same reason I know that he's Edward Anthony Mason Cullen, she's Esme Platt Cullen, she's Bella Marie Swan, she's Rosalie Lillian--"
"Yeah…yeah. I think we got it. Where are we, anyway?" Edward asked.
"I just told you that. Land of the Unborn." She said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"And that means…?"
"Ever wanted children, Mr. Cullen?" Crystal asked, her hands folding on her desk. Edward was taken aback. He turned to Rosalie. She swallowed, stepping forward.
"I have." She admitted, clasping Emmett's hand in hers.
"Well," Crystal started, clicking her pen "this is your lucky day. Would you like to meet them?" Rosalie gaped at her. Emmett looked furious.
"Is this some kind of sick joke?" He roared, pulling Rosalie to himself.
"No, Mr. Cullen. No it is not." Crystal replied calmly. She grabbed a very large file from a silver drawer, slamming it on the desk. "Mr. Black? And the Clearwaters?" She called down the hall. The three wolves looked up, walking to the desk. They stood tall next to the Cullens, holding his breath slightly. Jacob glared at Edward and Bella, suppressing pain. Bella stared back at him, suppressing her own.
"Now," Crystal's voice rang through the white halls. "Would you like to meet your children?"