The room was bathed in a warm glow; with the sweet soft melodies of "A River Flows in You" floating threw the speakers. It was twilight and the trees cast dark shadows in the light blue room, making it look as if ghosts were dancing on the walls. A shrill cry sounded from the modern dark wood crib in the corner of the room, making the baby monitor on the night stand next to the white teddy that read "It's a boy", blink red.

Dark red hair with the light golden high lights was the first thing he noticed as a woman dashed through the door, looking stressed yet shining with the glee of new motherhood.

"Shh, it's okay E.J, don't cry" she whispered as she picked up and cuddled the baby who was currently screaming his head off. His green eyes popped open as he closely observed his mother and cooed in delight while his little hands started roaming over her chest, looking for dinner yet again.

"I think I bore a horse', your worst then Emmett" Esme giggled as she parted her night gown and gently rested Edward against her chest. He cooed and quickly latched on to her nipple, signing as he finally got what he wanted since he woke up again, just four hours after going to sleep.

"Mom" Emmett whispered from the door, poking his head inside the room, smiling as he saw his baby brother, who was currently in the throes of a food orgy. He envisioned how he would look on his seventeenth birthday, when he was finally ready; his inevitable shocked expression was going to make his day.

Emmett sat next to his mom and said, "He's going to be one of a kind." Suddenly a loud pop erupted throughout the room making everyone look at Edward who had a look of wonder on his little plump face as he gazed at his hand in wonder. There on his flushed pink hand was a ball of blue light, the insides consisted of millions of tiny strips of white light with an under casing of blue, spiraling and twisting around each other.

"How is that possible?" Emmett and Esme questioned aloud looking at little Edward whom was only little over a week old, little ones were not supposed to be able to create light until at least five months.

"What is it?" Carlisle asked making both Esme and Emmett jump, which in turn startled Edward and made him start to cry.

"You tell him" Esme stated to Emmett as she left the room, carrying Edward to the library, as in hopes of reading him to sleep.

Emmett replayed what had happened to Edward and this startled Carlisle which was hard to do considering he was over three hundred years of age and a doctor of one hundred years. His worries for his son started the day Edward was born and had shone a dazzling blue light, just as his first cries had entered the room. Carlisle was very lucky for his foresight of a home birthing or their cover was going to be blown away.

With a goal in mind to discover what was happening to their son and baby brother, Carlisle and Emmett started researching through the ancient books, located in the attic of the house, where his granddad had once said before his murdered death "Everything you need, you will find, when you look inside".

She had finally fallen asleep after hours of rocking and singing and the hours before that of bathes and diaper changes. Her small little noises of undetermined coos and gurgles surrounded the room as she dreamt. Charlie was sure when she grew up she was going to sleep talk. He sat in the old rocking chair in the corner of the light pink room, daydreaming about his daughter.

"His daughter." It awed him just to say those words. Two years ago on his 27th birthday he had been given the worst news he could imagine, there in that little white room, sitting on that stainless steel table with posters of livers and systems of reproduction, both male and female, surrounding him, when the doctor stepped in the room and said "I'm deeply sorry Mr. Swan but it appears that you are infertile."

After hearing the news, both he and Renee had flown themselves into research, trying to see if there was any solution and when they found none, they turned to adoption agencies seen as that at the age of 25, Renee was desperate for a child.

Their prayers were answered one year and four months ago when they discovered a pregnant mother, whom was willing to give up her newly conceived child. They tried to get information on this woman but only found out she was sixteen and either unwilling or unable to care for her child.

The months that followed were filled with buying a new house with more space, painting the baby room a light pink, seen that even though they did not know the sex of the baby, enthusiastic Renee had prophesied that it would be a girl. Next the happy couple invited all of their friends and numerous baby showers were held, gifts were received and beers were clinked.

Finally a week ago, she had arrived, with brown hair and huge big eyes. She had looked calm and serene when she was laid in her adopted mother's awaiting hands but after an hour all things went to hell. She had cried and cried, as if knowing she was not returning from where she had come from but as soon as she finally opened her eyes, and looked into Renee's worried eyes, she had quieted down and returned to her peaceful sleep.

Charlie laughed, remembering thinking she had quite a set of lungs for a newborn no more over than two days old. Now here he was gazing at his daughter with Renee in the other room knitting baby paraphernalia for Isabella or Bella, as Renee had nicknamed her. He thought it looked like a blanket but he was not going to ask, after his last guess of a hat and Renee blowing up over him because it was a sock or booties as she had named them, he was afraid of guessing wrong again.

"Charlie, dear" he turned around and say Renee at the door, staring at him. She came inside and gazed lovingly at her daughter, whom was currently stretched out in her mahogany wooded crib, with her blanket wrapped tightly around her. Her pink cheeks were adorable as her lips moved, as if talking to someone.

"I can't believe she's finally here" Renee signed, Charlie wrapped his arms around his wife and kissed her lips and breathed in her ear "Me, too, but let's go to bed before she decides she's hungry again."

As they switched on the baby monitor and closed the door behind them, they thought they saw a white glow emitting from the crib but passed it off as a glimmer from the moon shining outside their daughter's window.

A/N So what did you think, was it good or bad or okay, any need for improvements just say it, I like criticism. I am thinking of deleting my other story since I did not get any reviews for the last 2 chapters, so if you still want to read more of "Wolf meets Wolf" please review and say so, or it's going to be deleted.

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