Amy POV

I watched as they brought in the new baby stuff for her. It's a sad story; she's a newborn child and was found by hikers in the middle of the forest with only a blanket, a locket, and a toy rattle, nothing else. When they found her she had all these dirt and mud smudges all over her, but she was in perfect condition. The doctors ran DNA tests but no match was found, nobody with any trace of her DNA either to link her to family, so they sent her here, to the orphanage in Port Angeles.

The doctor that came to deliver her to the orphanage came over to talk to me about raising her. "For awhile she's going to need to stay in completely cleans areas, be fed at least 4 times a day, bathed once every 2 days, and then sleep in this special bed. Got it?"

"Yes, thank you Doctor." I replied.

They all filed out leaving me with the new resident at the Port Angeles orphanage that I'd be watching grow until she was adopted. I hated that part, loving them like they're your own children and then seeing them be taken away to live with new parents in a new house, usually far away. But her, she'd be different I'd raise her the best and make sure she gets the best home that she can get.

*****************************One Year Later******************************

She was now one year old and could crawl around all on her own, but that meant I had to keep a closer eye on her. She still doesn't have a name yet so everyone in the orphanage just calls her Love, because everyone here just absolutely loves her. She has said her first word, Mama, just a few months ago, and says it to everyone as a question, sounding like she wants to know if they're her Mama.

A nice family was coming in to adopt a child today, the Cullen family. I just hoped they'd adopt Love, but the last few families that came only wanted someone that was 6 or 7, never anyone under 4. But thankfully this family was looking for a baby, and I just hoped it'd be her because she deserves to have a family.

Ding, ding.

The doorbell rung and I walked over to answer it. 7 people that looked like supermodels were in the doorway, the Cullen's stood their in the doorway waiting for entrance into the orphanage to choose out a child to give a family and home to.

"Come on in, you must be the Cullen's, I am Amy, and I take care of the kids here at the orphanage."

"Hello Amy, my name is Carlisle, and this is my wife-" he said but was cut off by thee lady at his side, "Esme, nice to meet you."

I led them into the living room where they took a seat and looked around the room.

"So, how old of a child do you want?" I asked.

"Well, we'd like someone under the age of 4, if that's okay." Esme said.

"Oh yes, hang on a moment I'll go get the children." I said as I exited the room to round up all the children under the ago of 4, "Jake! Ethan! Carter! Joanne! Britney! Come out of your rooms please there's someone I want you all to meet."

They all emerged from the room with the T.V. and all the toy dolls and stuff, "Please go to the living room and take a seat."

I watched as they all filed down the stairs before I turned on my heel to go into another room to get Love. She was sitting in her small white bed with the glass around it to keep her in, playing with her rattle, holding her blanket tight in her hand, and wearing the locket that never opened around her neck.

She looked up as I entered and quickly got onto her feet and started jumping around on the bed with her arms outstretched for me to pick her up. I lifted her up by her arms and placed her on my hip before going back out to the living room to see if the Cullen's wanted to adopt her.

As I walked into the living room I saw them sitting on the ground chatting with all the kids, and I placed Love on the ground and she wandered over to their little group. On her way over she tripped twice and each time made an "oof" noise when she hit the ground.

When she finally reached the small group she went over to the Blonde one, climbed into her lap and sat down and asked "Mama?"

All the Cullen's in the circled all made the noise Awe, and they all looked at her with huge grins and adoration on their faces, and I knew that they'd finally adopt her.

'What's her name?" Esme asked as she reached to lift her up.

Again when Love looked at Esme she said it again, "Mama?"

"She doesn't have an actual name, she was found abandoned in the forest and nobody bothered to name her, so we just call her Love until someone will adopt her and they can name her."

Esme looked up at me with her eyes glistening with tears and said the lines I have been waiting for, for this last year, "Can we adopt her?"