Hello all,

It has been awhile since I have written a fanfiction, but this idea would not get out of my head so here it is. I want to make it clear that while these are the original Stephanie Meyer characters I am going to change them some. Also in this story vampires are vampires...or at least my version of vampires. That means sleeping in the day, no sparkling, fangs, and whatever else pops into my head.

I do not own Twilight nor any of its characters.


It had been a long night at the ER for Carlisle. A teenager- an obviously drunk teenager- escorted by his equally inebriated friends had been brought in and appeared too blue and hyperventilating. He had been rushed into a room, but when the nurse used the alcohol swab to start and IV the blue came off and apparently was simply dye from the boy's shirt. This along with other miscellaneous issue made for one long night and he could not wait to get home to his family. Even though he loved each of his adopted children dearly tonight all he wanted was his mate. He knew that if he could deal with Alice chirping about what plans she, Esme, and Rose, started planning for the wedding he would be rewarded. For their 70th wedding anniversary Esme had wanted another wedding and he was not going to deny his mate that. He could not have asked for a better woman to have bonded with. He had seen many a male vampire be shackled to a mate who denied them or took advantage of them and Esme did neither of those things. She had accepted his life style, his children, and love. What more of her could he ask?

And it wasn't as if he was not looking forward to the wedding. He could not wait to marry his wife again in front of their family and friends. The hardest part for him- and Esme too- was the person that may not be there, who most likely would not be there. They had not seen or heard from Isabella in many years. He had met the young vampiress when he had taken Esme to Italy, this was about a year after his eldest adoptive child had left for a time. It was in the Volturi court that he had met Isabella Marie. She was a young duchess changed at the tender age of seventeen when her parents had visited the Volturi court. She was curious about his life style and eventually convinced him to take back to the states with him. By that time she had become a daughter to him. After a few years, just a year before Edward returned in fact, did Isabella decide to go out on her own. After more than seventeen years of being told what to do and forced to suppress her own desires in order to please the courts she decided it was time to do for herself. Esme had been devastated to see the girl she had seen as a daughter leave. When Rosalie, Carlisle's second eldest, returned home with her mate Esme had gotten a daughter again, but neither Rosalie nor Alice could replace Isabella in Esme's heart. To Esme Isabella was her second chance at a child and even though she let her go off into the world she never stopped missing her.

They would have invited Isabella, they wanted to invite her (if only to see she was okay), but they had not heard from her until the 1920's. It was best not to think about it, if he brought it up to Esme she would get upset and if there was one thing he could never willingly do was upset Esme. As his house came into view Carlisle shoved the image of a petit brunette vampire out of his mind and focused on listening to the noise coming from the house.

"Alice, if you touch my piano one more time, I swear your Porsche will have a horrible accident!" Edward roared.

"YOU know I have been trying to learn how to play! The least you can do is share your piano!" Alice, the second youngest, shrieked back. Alice had gotten it into her head that she was going to play the wedding march when the time came for the wedding. Even though he loved both of them,...or at least Carlisle believed he did, Edward fought often with his siblings. Part of Carlisle thought it was just part of Edward's personality while the other part of him wondered if his lack of a mate might lead to his more irritable nature. It could not be easy for Edward to live in a place full of mated couples while he, himself, was alone.

Carlisle stepped into the house right as Alice started to threaten Edward's precious Volvo. Emmett, the third eldest or youngest which ever you chose to look at it, sat on a couch behind his siblings grinning from ear to ear as they glanced around to catch a glimpse of his wife in the dining room setting the table for when he got home and wanted to eat. He passed his children and made a bee line for his wife.

"Hello, Love" he whispered into her ear as his arms encircled her waist. He could never stop getting butterflies in his stomach every time he saw her. Every time to him was like the first time he saw her and felt the bond of mates for the first time. He had seen her laying there a crumpled mess, barely hang in on by the string and knew that she was his mate. He saved her and they had been happy ever since. They did have their problems like all couples, but they were in fact happy.

"You will never guess what came in the mail today." Esme said after giving her husband a kiss.

"A lawsuit or against Emmett?" Carlisle guessed with a soft chuckle.

"No, a letter from her."

"Who?" Unfortunately Carlisle was not like Edward and a mind reader. He could only hope that it was not a overly important person so that Esme would not give him a lecture on remembering acquaintances and neighbors and whatever other people his wife deemed important.

"Isabella. A letter came from New York."

Carlisle could only stare at her. He didn't even know that Isabella knew where they lived. Barely anyone knew that Forks existed at al, so for Bella to know about it meant...he didn't know what it meant, but he could focus on that later. Right now what mattered was that she wrote them. "What did she say?" he asked, somewhat nervous about the answer.

"She asked how we were doing and said that she was living in New York. Apparently she has opened a rare bookshop in the paranormal district in the city. She gave us the address and said she would love for us to come and visit." Esme said, biting her lip torn between excitement and worry. Carlisle understood how she felt. The idea that she wanted to see him made him want to run across the whole country to get to her that very night, but they didn't want to put too much on her too soon. Between her time with her parents and time with the Volturi she loved her freedom more than anything and if they pushed too soon it might seem like they were caging her in.

"I was thinking,' Esme continued,' that we could have the vow renewal in New York. We could see Bella and it has been a bit since we have been to the house in New York."

"That sounds like an amazing plan. Have you mentioned it to the kids?"

"I didn't want to say anything until I got to talk to you,. Beside we never mentioned Bella to them." That was true. They had never told the others about Bella; perhaps it was just them being selfish about keeping her to themselves or the fact that they did not want Emmett and Alice to go hunting for their supposed long lost sister.

Carlisle looked at his mate. If they were going to do this eventually they were going to have to speak to the kids about this, but perhaps they needed time to think about how to explain this. "Tomorrow I will call in sick and we can spend the night together as a family. We can discuss Isabella with the children over breakfast."

When dawn came both laid down with their thoughts. They were nervous about the future would bring, but happy that now they had a chance to regain one of their children.

A/N: So yeah...next chapter we get to hear more about Isabella's history with Carlisle and Esme and will get to see the family interact. Thanks for reading !