Hi everyone.

This new story came into my mind one day so I had to write it down. So I'm publishing it to see what you think...

This one's updates might be slower as I am still writing my "Leighton Saga" as well. Don't forget to check it out!

Thanks,

Lorrae =)

Songbird.

May 2006

"EDWARD!"

Edward Cullen jogged down the stairs to where his mum stood clutching her swollen stomach and gritting her teeth.

"What's wrong?" He asked as he ran his hands through his golden hair. He was trying to shake the headache he's had since that morning and her screaming wasn't helping.

"The babies are coming. Your dad's gone to get the car. Can you stay in tonight to be with Alice and Jasper?"

When she mentioned his dad, she actually meant his step dad, Carlisle. Edward's father had passed away in a work accident when Edward was only eight years old. For a while his mum had remained alone, devote in her love for her dead husband, until she met the man who owned the pub where she liked to drown her sorrows. Now, eight years later, she was Mrs. Carlisle Cullen.

For a while Edward was suspicious of his new step father. He often wondered what a young, fit bloke like Carlisle would see in his slightly dumpy, yet incredibly loving mother. But somehow, in the years that had passed, Edward began to see something pass between the glances that his mother and her husband shared. Edward didn't quite know the words to explain what it was. He couldn't even tell you if it had just appeared on day or if it had always been there and he was only just noticing it. All he could tell you was that he felt it was the most sincere thing he had ever seen. Sometimes it was so pure that he had to turn away when they looked at each other, in the same way he had to turn away when he looked up at the sun.

When his mum had fallen pregnant with Jasper, Edward had his reservations. He was not looking forward to sharing his bedroom or his mum. But as he quickly found out, his mum's love didn't half with the new addition to the family, but doubled. And Jasper looked at Edward with such adoration that Edward found it impossible not to watch him and to teach him new, sometimes inappropriate, things.

When the second baby arrived everyone agreed that it was time to say goodbye to the small, two bedroom house next to the pub and say hello to a spacious, four bedroom house on the outskirts of town.

And it seemed that they had moved in as just after Alice was born Edward's mum fell pregnant with twins. Twins which were now ready to come into the world.

"These are girls….I just know it!" Edward's mum hissed through her clenched jaw. Small beads of sweat were beginning to form on her forehead, making her chocolate coloured hair stick to her forehead.

"Even if they're not girls, mum, I think that this is enough babies." Edward suggested hesitantly as he moved next to her so she could squeeze his hand. He was only 17 but he was strong for his age. Edward's mum didn't know it but he spent most of the time when he was supposed to be at school playing football with his faithful side-kick Hayden instead.

"Why? Don't you love your siblings?" She attempted a smile but it twisted into a grimace as another contraction hit.

"Sure I do, but this is getting a little ridiculous." He told her.

As another contraction hit she looked like she might just agreed.

"Where the hell is Carlisle? He just had to back the car out of the garage! How could it possibly take this long? Does he want me to have these babies right here on the floor?"

As if he heard his wife's tortured call Carlisle Cullen jogged through the door and grabbed her night bag off the floor.

"How are you going there babe?" he asked as he kissed her cheek and winked at Edward.

"I've got two babies trying to push their way out my vagina," she muttered darkly as Cooper supported her to the front door. "How the fuck do you think I'm going?"

Carlisle grinned back at Edward, "Will you be alright with the boys while we're gone? I'll call you as soon as I can."

Unlike Edward's mum, Carlisle was far more trusting when it came to leaving Edward alone with the toddlers. Edward's mum seemed to think that despite Edward being 17 and nearly an adult that didn't make him mature enough to babysit for a few hours. She was under the impression that you had to count any male's age in a formula equivalent to that of counting dog years. That made Edward's mental age roughly around 6 years old. She thought that Carlisle was a reinforcement of her theory.

"I'll be sweet. It's you I'm worried about." He told him as his mum shouted something that sounded like, 'This is your fault!'

At 2am the next morning Carlisle Cullen called home to tell Edward that his mum had successfully delivered twins, Rosalie and Emmett. Even though both mum and babies were healthy Edward was sure he could hear his mum crying in the back ground.