Carlisle Cullen was a good man who became associated with the wrong people and got in over his head. It wasn't his fault, not really. Yet, that fact didn't stop the gulit that had way past creeped up and down his spine. Dr. Cullen, once upon a time, worked for a company specializing in stem cell research called Benglitech. He was one of the company's top geneticists until he uncovered a multibillion dollar scam they were running (one that we will get into when the time comes), and not with little effort, handed in his resignation. He and his family had inherited a large estate from his father and were well-off because of it but the job loss definitely put a damper on the family life. With his younger two children still in high school and his oldest home from college for the summer, his constant presence in the house did not go unnnoticed. Used to having Daddy come home at six every night, it only took the kids about a week to get sick of their now over-bearing father and, eventually, even his wife began to feel suffocated. Although, this is not where the guilt I spoke of came from. No, no, that guilt comes along a little further into the story and starts with a knock on the front door.

"Daaaaad!" Edward screamed for the second time trying to send his voice to the other side of the huge house. "There's someone at the door for you!" Turning to the man he opened the door for he took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, we're all home so someone would've heard that and'll get him soon enough. I'm his son, Edward."

"Yes," the man smiled "I figured that after you screamed 'dad'." The man seemed harmless enough. No one would call him a sasquatch but he was decently tall, fifty by the looks of it and had brown hair and dull blue eyes.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I think I broke my leg yesterday so I don't really wanna run across the house to get him."

After that comment the man visibly looked the kid up and down, noticing how heavily he was leaning against the door frame. "I'm no doctor but I work with a heck of a lot of them. What do you mean you think you broke your leg? Did you go to an emergency room?"

"No, it happened last night and my brothers pre-med at Yale and said I'd be fine until we got it checked out this morning, no biggy." The truth was that it kind of was a biggy, his big brother Emmett had just gave him something to temporarily numb the pain while he tried to sneak the younger to a free clinic before his father found out he was hurt. Of course they would have to tell him eventually if anything really was broken but they were all trying to avoid Dear Ol' Dad for the time being and a scream fest did not sound like fun. So in the morning Emmett had helped Edward limp down the stairs to the front door , leaving him there while he went back up to grab a jacket when the door bell rang. And here we are back to the door bell conversation.

"I don't know Edward, that looks pretty painful. Has your dad checked it out yet?" Then a sound of thumping and another figure appeared behind the kid, no doubt Carlisle's older son.

Emmett looked up at the man briefly and smiled, "Hello." And then looked down to his brother, "Okay buddy, dad's on his way to the front door let's get out of here." And with that he half-carried, half-dragged his brother to the car, conscious of not hurting the leg anymore and looked back to the door and screamed, "Nice meeting you!"

The man screamed back, "We didn't actually meet, but we will!"

OKAY YES I KNOW NOT A VERY LONG CHAPTER AND I HOPE NOT SUPER CONFUZZLING. ITS KINDA HOW I WORK, I START CRYPTIC AND THEN AS THE STORY PROGRESSES UR LIKE "OHHH" AND THEN I GET CRYPTIC AGAIN… SORRY.

THE NEXT TWO CHAPTERS ARE A LOT LONGER AND MAKE MORE SENSE BUT CAN BE PUT IN ANY ORDER. ONE'S EMMET AND EDWARD AND THE OTHER IS CARLISLE AND THE OTHER GUY AND IM NOT SURE WHICH ONE TO POST FIRST… THAT IS IF I SHOULD POST EITHER OR JUST ABANDON THIS PIECE OF POSSIBLE CRAP…? SUGGESTIONS?