Esme sighed to herself. Edward was upstairs with Alexandria, she was resting and receiving her blood transfusions to help her recover from the ordeal Edward had unintentionally put her through.
Alexandria had been at the Cullen house for more than 24 hours, Marie hadn't yet phoned. Carlisle had already made it clear that he didn't want Marie in the Cullen home, but agreed that Marie should know what was going on, Alex was her granddaughter after all.
So this was it, Esme stared at the phone in front of her, Carlisle was sat next to her, arm round her shoulders, he reassured her that if Marie shouted then he would take over the conversation. Esme felt silly being worried, she was a strong vampire for goodness sake.
She dialled the phone and it wasn't long till Marie answered...
"Marie...it's Esme Cullen...please don't speak, just listen. Alexandria is at our home, she has been for the past day, she injured herself but she is ok, we think she may be ok in all senses of the word..." Esme awaited Marie's reply...