"Are you sure you want to put as the ones you entrust her with, Peter?" Carlisle asked a young redheaded man. "I'm certain," he said as he looked over into the living room where a little girl with the same red hair and freckles sat playing with Edward Cullen. Edward, a man who looked to be about seventeen, yet that little girl was his great-great-something-another-great niece. "She's just like her grandmother. She needs protected." Carlisle placed a hand on the man's hand, "We'll protect her when you no longer can, even before then if we must." A tear fell down the man's face as the little two year old girl walked over to her father with Edward right behind her, "Daddy, why sad?" The man smiled and picked up the girl and placed her in his lap, "I'm not sad. I'm happy." "But you cry, Daddy," the little girl said as she wiped his tear. "Sometimes tears mean good things," he said as he smiled and kissed his daughter's cheek. "Why don't you play with Edward while I talk a few things over with Carlisle, Pearl?" "Otay, Daddy," she said as she reached her little arms up to Edward. "Piggy back ride?" Edward turned around and let the little girl climb onto his back as he asked, "Where do you want to go?" "Upstairs. I see Alice," she said with a smile on her face.