Chapter One

Emlie Cullen

She was beautiful from the moment I set my eyes on her. Her skin was an olive tone her cheeks a rosy pink, her eyes were a dark green that you could get lost in, her hair was are light as mine but just as dark as Emmett's, curly just like Emmett's too but long like mine was when I was a baby. I heard her cry when I was fixing Emmett's Jeep; he wanted it to go faster. I kept hearing a heartbeat that wasn't Nessie's, much to slow or Charlie's, much to fast but it was in between the two. I didn't pay it much mind but I just kept hearing it. So finally when I couldn't take it anymore I listened it was coming from over the other side of the road just before the turn off road to get to the house. So I walked there not wanting to scare whoever it was. Once I got there, a baby was wrapped in an oversized t-shirt in a small cradle. She had dirt in her hair and around her face. The baby looked to be only a few days old and was in need of a diaper change, as well as some food. I searched, more smelled, for her parents I found nothing but there was a strong smell, not the babies, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I walked up to the cradle to see if the baby was asleep or not, to my surprise it up to the moment I was in its view, I could hear its steady breathing and its heartbeat wasn't normal, but when was anything normal. The second I got near the cradle it opened its eyes and I was hooked there was no way a mother could ever leave a child this beautiful in the woods. I expected it to cry but it just smiled, a toothless smile, at me. I smiled back and reached for it, it tried but it was wrapped securely in the t-shirt, when I touched it I could feel the blood coursing through its veins but for some reason I couldn't harm the baby, not that I would, but I hadn't hunted lately and its scent was sweet like violets, sweet pea leave, with a hint of citrus. I was curious to know whether it was a girl or boy so I peeked and it was girl, I has happy about this a beautiful baby girl. As I lifted her out of her cradle I saw a note attached to the back of the t-shirt she was in.

If you are reading this I have probably already passed, I have been fighting an illness for seven years and it is my time, my wife passed trying to bring our child into this world. I know I am asking too much but please watch over her as if she were your own. Again I know this is a lot to ask for but I couldn't put her through an orphanage. I have yet to name her so I leave that to you. She is special little girl and she will change the future I just know it. Please I beg of you to take care of my little angel and be kind to her because she will be nothing but the same to you.

I'm sorry to leave such a burden on your shoulder but it was for the best. She is only 14 days and she has had little to eat. Take care of my angel and May she bring joy it your life, as she has to mine, though our time was short.

There is another letter under the cradle and if you wish to show her please do. They are the final words her mother and I wrote to her. You may or may not wish for her to read it but I would highly advice you to let her. Please do not read these letters it is for her.

Sincerely

Kevin Richardson

I was sitting on the dirt floor, Alice would be mad if she knew I was getting these pants dirt, while I was gently rocking her back to sleep she looked so tired, she fit perfectly in my arms, as if they were made for her, she didn't even shiver when I touched her. I found the letters but I didn't open them. Though I was called many things a snoop was not one of them. I looked down at the little angel I had in my arms and wondered what I should do with her. It seems as if her parent's wanted her more then anything but they had no choice but to give her away. I then remember the weird smell. I put her back into her cradle she had fallen asleep just moments ago, noting that I still had to name her, and followed the scent not more the 25 feet away from her was a body, it looked to a man around the age of 28-30, fresh out of school look, a man who died about two days ago, from the smell of him, I didn't know if he was her father so search for a wallet or something to connect him to her. I found a picture of him with what looked to be his wife, or so I guessed, it was taken before she passed, and the little angel, that sleeping close by. The picture was beautiful if anything, the mother was covered in sweat but she still glowed, her big blue eyes looked down at her daughter while her father had his arm wrapped around both of them, he smile lite up his face, and the angel she just looked up at her parents and smiled. I sighed and went back to her. Picked her up with the blanket and letters and walk towards the house, I would go back later to bury him properly I might even have Carlisle take a look at him. Alice was already on the porch with a warm bottle of baby formula, Carlisle kept it though Nessie wouldn't drink it. I could hear Esme searching for clothes to give her. She handed it to me and smiled I couldn't help but smile back but I could read the question on her face. I shrugged my shoulders and walked inside. When I entered the house hoping Emmett was there butt he was still out hunting but luckily for me Carlisle was there. I had to change her diaper and give her a bath so I headed to the bathroom to prepare her bath. Shit I didn't have any diapers. UGH. I tried to calm myself and remember I was still holding a child, who needed a name maybe I should hold off on the name until Em got here. I went to the bathroom sink and ran a warm bath for her. I called for Esme and she brought up some baby wash and shampoo. When she saw her, her face lite up.

"She looks like you, you know," said Esme as she set clothes out for her in the room.

"No she looks like her mom," I replied.

"That's what I said isn't it" Esme poking her head through the door.

"She's not my child"

"Then why take care of her as if she was. Rose this baby is what you have always wanted. Just accept the fact that you're her mother now and be happy that she is in you life." She commented and with that she was gone before I could say anything. In my mind I knew she wasn't my child but something inside me told me that I needed to take care of her as if she were as if I was meant to be her mother.

Once her bath was finished I put fresh clothes on her and climbed into bed and gave her more milk. She drank the bottle in minutes, she was so hungry, and she went through two bottles. She was still sleeping when Emmett busted through the room. His voiced boomed and she began to stir in my arms and started wailing, Emmett had scared her. I glowered at him for scaring her and waking her up. When he heard he cry he froze and stared at me as if I was someone else. He watched me closely to make sure he was seeing things right and in two strides he was by my side staring at her like a prize. I started to laugh because of the expression he wore on his face, then he climbed into bed and held his arms out for her. Reluctantly, I gave her to him he cooed at her for the longest time it was something you would never image someone, who looked like Em to do.

"What's it name?" he asked never taking his eyes off of her.

"Her name I still haven't chosen. I was waiting for you to come back to see what you thought about her." I replied looking at her but I felt his eyes on me. Em always knew I wanted kids and that was evident when Bella was pregnant with Nessie but this was my child now. I looked up at him gave a weak smile. He pulled me into a kiss I moan softly, he always knew what to do to me, the kiss was more then just I agree with you it was no matter what I was be your side. Breaking the kiss, as bad as I didn't want too. "What should we name her?" I restated his question.

"Well she has your rosy pink cheeks," he stated

"Yeah but she has your curly hair."

"How about Emily?"

"No, I want something different."

"Then spell it a different way."

"What do you mean spell it a different way like what?"

"Like E-M-L-I-E, the first two letters from my name and the last three from yours." He said. I smiled at my smart monkey man.

"I like it little Emlie Cullen."

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