Edward's POV
Ding-dong! I heard the doorbell but didn't budge I was in the middle of writing another piece on my piano. I waited but didn't hear any footsteps. I involuntarily groaned. I stood up and raced down the stairs. I was mad. Now I would need to finish my piano piece later on in the day. I yanked the door open but didn't see anyone. Was this some sort of joke?
That's when I heard a small cry…a baby's cry. I looked down and in fact there was a human baby at the doorstep. I stumbled backwards. The smell hit me like a force wave or something. I held my breath.
"Carlisle!" I roared. I was furious now. Who would bring a human baby here? Luckily the whole family with the exception of Carlisle and I were on a hunting trip. The unlucky part was they were coming back tonight.
Carlisle dashed down the stairs. He must have heard the panic in my voice. "What's…" He paused and looked down. Shock crossed his face. I looked down at the baby. She must have been at least 9 months. An envelope was attached to her blue, white and yellow striped blanket.
The baby had a growing patch of dark curly brown hair at the top of her head. I couldn't make out her eye color all that great cause of the tears in her eyes but I was assuming they were a chocolate brown. She was a very pretty baby that's for sure.
Carlisle was still in shock. The baby was now hiccupping whining and trying to stretch itself out. By the way the trees were blowing I was guessing it was cold. I tried to keep my breath held. It always felt so strange when I held it. It made me feel more of the monster I was then I pleased.
I grabbed the carrier's handle bar and carried it into the living room. Its cheeks were rosy red. Tears now silently flowing down its cheeks. I cursed and ran upstairs, finding a nice comforter that I was sure would warm her up.
I ran back to the living room and carefully picked the thing up. I needed to be very careful with her not only was she a human. She was a fragile one too. I wrapped the blanket around her numerous times. I had to make sure she was warm.
I stepped back to get Carlisle when I stepped on something. Looking down I realized it was the note that had been attached to the baby's blanket. I ran into the entrance and Carlisle was on the step staring at nothing in particular.
I slipped the note into his hand and he flinched back. What was up with him? I tried reading his mind but it was so jumbled up. Like he couldn't think straight. All of a sudden he groaned but I wasn't sure why.
I looked over at the baby. I saw her legs and arms flailing around under the blanket trying to stretch her limbs around. Carlisle got up sighing and picked up the child. He unwrapped the thick blanket I had worked so hard to wrap around her and just used the blanket she had been accompanied with to keep her away from his frozen touch.
He rubbed her chubby cheek. I heard the baby's heart stutter. Her eyes started to close as if she were about to fall asleep when a sudden bang came from the door. I must have been to pre-occupy to notice Emmett's jeep pull in. The baby's eyes flew open and jumped from the sudden noise. Her arms flailed wildly and cries burst out of her mouth.
Emmett's eyes were wide and his mouth hung open. It was as if a replica of his face was planted on to everybody else's as well. The first one to move was Esme, she ran to Carlisle's side looking at the baby from underneath the blanket.
Everybody's shock soon faded off into the distance…forgotten. I am not quite sure. "Where did you find it?" Esme asked curiously. Carlisle hesitated. I don't know why though I mean we did find it on the doorstep.
"The doorstep." I replied for Carlisle. Carlisle nodded agreeing with my truthful answer. "Who's is it?" Rosalie asked. Her voice was very hoarse, like she had just choked or something. Emmett gave her a funny look then.
Carlisle looked down, guilt riding his face. "Mine." He whispered.
TBC…