A/N-This is just a little fanfic I came up with in the shower (I know, a strange place to come up with an idea, right?) It's about Bella and Edward's son who was unfortunately left behind. It is in third person point of view. Caution: Eclipse spoilers

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. -Tears-


Complications

"Edward, we can't take him with us," Bella begged, holding onto her baby son as if he would disappear if she let go.

"I know," Edward sighed in frustration. "We have to do something about him. It's too dangerous for him once you are changed."

Bella almost broke into tears. She was nineteen, and was married to Edward Cullen for ten months already. Bella had kept her promise, and Edward had fulfilled one promise, but Bella was not one of them yet. Carlisle had thought it best if Bella had given birth to her son before she was changed. Now was the time for her to say good-bye to her barely-two-weeks-old baby.

"But what do we name him?" Alice mused, an evil glint in her topaz eyes. Bella knew that her new sister was about to go way overboard.

Quickly, before Alice, Rosalie, and Esme could take matters into their own hands, Bella murmured, "We'll call him Anthony. Anthony Masen Swan Cullen."

Edward looked slightly pleased. Rosalie's (who was a lot nicer now), Alice's, and Esme's faces fell in disappointment. Emmett grinned perkily—cheerful as always. Jasper sent a wave of happiness around the room. Carlisle merely nodded in agreement. "So," the father-figure said. "Bring Anthony to Renee's house. I'm sure she can take care of him."

The girl handed her baby tenderly to her sister Alice, who was cooing like an excited dove. Bella and Edward rushed to their room and hunted for a baby cradle, a piece of paper, a blanket, a pillow, some baby toys, and a solid gold locket to put around their son's neck. Finally, Bella threw in one more thing and hurried downstairs.

"I booked a round-trip flight to Florida," Alice chirped happily. Jasper lovingly put an arm around her waist and they departed for Alice's bright canary-yellow Porsche. Emmett and Rosalie left hand-in-hand after a mild argument about whether or not they were going to bring Emmett's jeep or Rosalie's convertible. (Rosalie won, of course.) Esme and Carlisle left to give the remaining couple some "alone time".

Edward gently took Bella's chin in his firm, steel grip as tears slipped down her pale face. "We'll come back for him, I promise," he whispered comfortingly. Bella simply nodded and they left to sit in Edward's silver Volvo. The silence was ear-shattering, and uncomfortable as Edward drove. "Don't worry, your mother will take good care of him," her told his wife, as more tears fell from her honest, brown eyes.

"I only hope so," she whispered back. "I never meant for this to happen."

On the plane, after allowing the rest of the family to see them off, Edward ignored disturbing thoughts from most of the female population. He told Bella over and over that he had always wanted to be a father. She took a bit of comfort from his words.

Oh, my gawd! He is sooo hott! Too bad he has a girlfriend already—wait, is that a wedding ring on her finger? SHE'S MARRIED TO HIM?? But, bad luck for her, cause I'm about to steal him. Once I put on my charm and show him what a real woman can do, he won't be able to resist. He'll dump her and go running after me… The disgusting stewardess's thoughts were almost too much for Edward's mind.

The stewardess came over to him, swaying her hips in what she thought was a seductive manner but really made him want to puke. Leaning close so that most of her cleavage was showing, batting her eyelashes furiously, and ignoring the baby in his arms, she said, "Hey, there. Why don't you dump Plain Jane here—" she threw a dirty look at Bella. "—and have some…fun with me?"

Edward completely ignored her and thought of a way to send her away. He took Bella's face in his hands and kissed her passionately, with as much force as he could muster without breaking any of her bones. She eagerly responded. Huffing in annoyance, the stewardess stomped off, but not before glaring daggers at Bella. Edward glared right back at the slutty woman.

When the plane landed in Jacksonville at eight p.m., the couple walked sadly to Renee and Phillip's cozy house. (A/N- In Florida, the sun doesn't set until around eight) They could hear laughter and forks scraping on plates. As her husband placed the cradle on the doorstep, Bella reached up and softly rang the doorbell. Ding dong ding dong. If only they didn't have to do this. But it was too late to turn back now. Silent as mere shadows, they vanished into the gathering darkness.

A woman in her late thirties-early forties opened the door. (A/N-I don't know how old Renee is, so bear with me!) She let out a soft gasp and swiveled her head around and around, searching for the parents of the baby. With shaking hands, she bent to read the letter on top of the gold and black blankets.

Dear Mother,

I have to leave Dartmouth with Edward to live my own life, because I dislike the life I am living now. Please do not go looking for me—that will only make me leave before you can find me. Please take care of my two-week-old son, Anthony Masen Swan Cullen. I can't bring him with me. DON'T YOU DARE blame yourself for this, Mother. I can take care of myself, and if I can't, Edward will take care of me.

My last request before I am gone living my own life is for you to treat Anthony as best you can. Underneath his blanket is a check for 1,000,000. (And hopefully, Alice won't get too mad at me.)Don't forget that I love you very much. Farwell.

Love,

Bella (and Edward)

Tears sprang up in the woman's eyes as she read the letter. Reaching down again, she pulled out a check for 1,000,000 under the names of Bella and Edward Cullen. She noticed a glint of light, and spotted a heavy gold necklace around little Anthony's throat. There were also curious marks on his neck, almost like two puncture marks. (A/N-When Anthony was born, he was branded with the puncture marks, a symbol that this child was half-vampire. Sorry if I confused you.)

With tears still streaming down her face, Bella turned from the alley she and her lover were hiding in and crushed her face into Edward's hard chest. He stroked her hair smoothly with a pale, marble hand, sadness in his tawny irises.

Renee brought the baby into her cozy home, shutting the door behind her. She did not know that she was shutting out her daughter and her daughter's new family. She did not know that broken hearts shattered even more in a dark alley beside her house.

"Let's go. There is nothing more we can do here," Edward murmured into soft chocolate locks. Bella buried her head deeper into his chest, and allowed him to carry her to the airport.

Eight hours later, on the plane, she turned around and looked at Jacksonville, Florida growing smaller and smaller, disappearing into the morning sun's first rays, taking her heart with it.

Right before the horizon swallowed up her past home, Bella whispered, "Don't worry, my son. We will come back for you, your father and I promise. We love you, Anthony."


So, that's chapter one. How was it? Good? Bad? So-so? Likey? Or no likey? Review! Tell me how it was, and if it's bad, I'll try harder in Chapter 2! REVIEW PLEASE!