Prologue
"Renee it's your turn."
"I went last time."
"He's your son; he's only this loud because he has your lungs."
"Charlie, go check on your son, or I swear to god that he'll be spending his childhood playing with Barbie."
Charlie grumbled something unintelligible but got out of bed nonetheless. The idea of his only son with dolls was enough to make him wake out of his slumber.
He walked across the hallway to the room where his son was currently screaming.
"Shush baby, why are you crying?" Charlie asked as he picked up baby Edward.
He rocked the baby in his arms for a few minutes until it finally quieted and fell back into sleep.
Charlie set the baby back in his crib and looked down at him, his moustache covered lips curling upwards. He'd always wanted a kid. Not just any kid, a boy. He'd have been happy with a girl but he just knew that the connection wouldn't have been the same as it would be with a boy. He needed someone to show how to pitch a ball, someone to teach fishing to and explain the way a woman's mind worked. You just couldn't do those things with a girl, he thought.
As Charlie turned to leave he looked out the window and froze. He cautiously walked closer to it, all his cop skills coming to the forefront of his mind. When he reached the window there was nothing there.
"Eyesight's acting up", he grumbled. He could have sworn he'd seen a flash of brunette hair.
So what do you guys think? This is my first fanfiction so be nice :) As of yet there isn't an update schedule but I'll try to update whenever I can. Next chapter is currently being written and should be up soon. Review please.
-Angela
