This is my first Fan Fiction so please review and tell me what you made of it, even if you think it's awful :) This is unbeta'd so I apologise if there are any mistakes. Also, I'm sorry if I change tense at times, I tried but I just hope it sounds alright.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Twilight , the fabulous Stephanie Meyer Does.

EsmeXCarlisle , Edward, hints of the other kids, Family/Humour/romance/friendship (I hope) :) x

EsPOV

He was NOT telling this story again, right?

"...and I thought she might actually kill him right there in the flower bed!" Edward laughed from the lounge.

Yes, he was. I might kill him now if he keeps telling people about that, it wasn't my fault I was young and easily angered. I remember the day my 'son' was talking about, I had only been married to Carlisle for about 3 months...

I smelt him coming a mile off, a sweet scent that overwhelmed my senses.

"Esme, Edward," he had called softly, "anybody home?" I sensed the panic rise in his tone and called back gently to my love, "outside!"

He was through the house and out to me in seconds, wrapping his arms around my waist, his smell, his touch, his sweet whispers made me melt back into his arms, sighing softly I spun around, not breaking the contact.

"You're home early?" I purred, my lips close to his ear. I felt him shiver and a satisfied smirk spread over my lips.

"I suppose I just couldn't wait to see my beautiful wife again, but I can go back out if you'd rather be left alone to your gardening?" he teased, his perfect face just inches from my own his un-needed breath tickling my face.

"hmm, I could do with getting this all done before it rains again," I mused teasingly, and for a split second I saw disappointment rise into those golden eyes of his, until recognition dawned on his face as he took in my smirk. A grin crossed his features as he lowered his lips to mine gently. A small moan escaped my lips at the contact, after last night's 'acivities' we were hyped up on newly-wed energy, poor Edward I thought sparing a seconds consideration for our 'son', while not having to sleep had its advantages for us right now, for him, having to not only listen to us, but read our thoughts, which sometimes he couldn't ignore, he had to be going insane. Poor boy. He must be scarred for life. After we had returned from our oh too short honeymoon (if you ask me, we should still be on that island) we had found numerous places around the house to 'celebrate' or love, which had resulted in Edward walking in on us at least twice a week, poor, poor boy. No wonder he was barely ever home, with us acting like sex starved teenagers.

But as Carlisle's lips relocated themselves to the base of my neck, I couldn't bring myself to worry about Edward's mental state any more ,now focussing all of my attention on my loving husband.

While we had been known to get a little, well, uncontrollable, I was not expecting to be dragged backwards and pushed down onto the soft grass, at least I thought it was the grass at the time. Carlisle's nimble fingers worked the button on my khaki pants undone, then the zipper as I popped the buttons on his work shirt one by one. Then we heard it, the shocked gasp of "Oh for God's sake!" from the doorway leading to the house. Edward stood there, looking decidedly flustered.

"The GARDEN now! Really? Can't you two control yourselves for long enough to at the very least go inside, I mean the neighbours could see you, you do know Mr. Michaels form next door is watching you two from that upstairs window!" Edward chastised, pointing angrily up towards the peering man, who disappeared within the blink of an eye. I couldn't help but laugh at Edward's frustrated expression at catching us about to go at it in the back-yard, and at Carlisle's glare aimed at the now unoccupied window.

"What is so funny?" Edward questioned, in a slightly lighter tone than mere seconds ago, apparently seeing the funny side to this situation,

"Well, I'm guessing by your father's facial expression that dinner with Mr. Michaels and his wife tomorrow night if off?" I managed to get out between laughing fits.

"There is no way I am taking you into that house after he was willing to watch us..."

"STOP!!" Edward yelled, I do not need to hear the word, it is bad enough seeing it, I don't need the sound of you saying it knocking around in my head." At this I laughed again, unable to hide the amusement I found in Edward's obvious discomfort.

"I'm glad you find this so funny Esme," the slight laughter in his voice shining through brighter now. Until he saw my face fall, and rage bubble in my eyes, obviously hearing one of my thoughts, he backed away slowly, causing Carlisle to turn and face me, confusion mixed with concern on his picture perfect features.

"What's the matter love?" his gentle question seemed only to make my anger rise.

"Do you honestly not know what you did?" I asked, knowing the answer, but wanting to make my fury clear.

"No, wha-what is it?" he asked again, genuinely concerned, I almost laughed, as did Edward, but I was too upset to laugh at his dismay.

"Just take a look at where you threw me."

He turned his head to glance at the ground, realisation dawned on his face and a terrified look crossed his gentle features,"I am so sorry!" he exclaimed knowing just what this meant to me, " I didn't realise, love I'm so sorry."

I Stood up, smoothed my clothing, having re-zipped my pants when Edward had caught us, and looked solemnly at my destroyed flower bed, oh, that had taken me two days to get perfect, I'm going to KILL HIM.

"What were you thinking!" my scream echoed through the quiet afternoon streets, startling both my mate and 'son' "You know that flower bed was important, wait, no, you didn't consider it did you!?"

Carlisle entering our room broke me from my reverie, wrapping his arms around my waist much as he had that fateful day.

"What are the kids talking about downstairs?, as soon as I got within hearing range they went silent, even Alice!" he laughed against my neck, a silent apology for being late home from the hospital.

At this I couldn't help but smirk a little, something which didn't go unnoticed by my husband, a questioning look appearing on his face. "Well," I began with a gentle laugh, "Edward is telling old stories from before we knew the others, my guess is they're taking turns to inform Bella of our past exploits, I believe Edward was nominated to pick one of many stories to begin with, since he has known us our whole life together." As I finished my explanation, Carlisle's expression went from laughing to very, very serious.

"you're kidding right? I mean, which story is he telling?" the worried look he was giving me made my heart melt all over again.

"Two words Carlisle," my sultry whisper causing an involuntary shiver from my husband, "Flower. Bed." I drawled, a smirk settling on his lips as he questioned: "hmm, I meant to ask, did you ever forgive me for that?"

I put a thoughtful look on my face, pretending to contemplate my answer, finally a swift "nope." escaped my lips as I popped the 'p'.

"Well, Mrs. Cullen, what can I do to convince you to forgive me now?" he purred against my neck, his words vibrating through my body. It was obvious he had noticed my reaction as I felt him smirk against my skin.

CPOV

Coming home to find the kids silent was unnerving to say the least but after finding Esme grinning at some memory that their conversation had obiously evoked was a sight for sore eyes. After a 14 hour shift and then insane amounts of traffic to get home, I was glad she was in a good mood, it really did brighten my day. Now, with my arms around her frame and and my face nuzzled into her neck I couldn't have been more content. A smirk covered my face as a distinct memory of that day returned to me...

"You know that flower bed was important, wait, no, you didn't consider it did you!?"

Hearing those words from her lips had brought fear to me as I realise the extent of the damage we had done to her poor, unsuspecting flowers. Edward must have heard my thoughts as he stifled a giggle from a safe distance from the angry, and I must say very alluring, Esme.

For just a second I had considered reminding her that she hadn't protested once, but at Edward face I decided against it, she didn't know what we were lying on.

"I'll buy you new flowers, anything you want!" I reasoned trying to calm her,but I soon realised my attempts were useless, she was beyond reason, I was dead.

Edward snickered at my thought adding in a less than helpful whisper of: "You're already dead Carlisle, but she is planning on a very, hilarious, punishment, hilarious for me and Esme at least, but somehow I don't think you'll see the humour."

Sensing is tone I prepared myself for the worst, and said as much: " Do your worst love, I almost definitely deserve it."

A burst of giggles from Edward told me just how much I was going to regret that sentence.

"Well as long as you admit you did wrong..." she drawled out slowly, but upon seeing the flicker of hope in my eyes she smirked, "Once we have gone to the Garden Centre in town, we will come back here and I will supervise you replanting my entire flower bed, wearing nothing but a Gardening apron, gloves, Wellington boots and underwear," a sweet, innocent smile on her face.

I just gaped, I couldn't believe the words coming from her beautiful lips, "wh-wha-what?!" I managed to gasp, that adorable puppy-dog eyed look on her face won me over and as Edward realised I was about to agree to this he collapsed on the grass consumed by laughter. Understanding of my acceptance brought a smug look to her features and I grinned at her.

"You're going to enjoy this, aren't you?" I asked of her

"Yes!" both my lovely wife and soon to be dead again 'son' spoke through their amusement.

A fit of giggles from downstairs broke me from both my memories and the attention I was paying to my wife's delicate neck. She grinned up at me as she spoke, "I guess he told them your punishment then" I couldn't help but smile at her, nothing could be too humiliating as long as she was there to make me feel alright again. A smirk crossed my lips at the memory of our official make-up that very night...

"You do realise we have forced Edward out of the house so many times he's barely here any more," her soft voice whispered as we rolled over, happy smiles on both our faces.

"Yes, but you see, as soon as he finds his true love, he'll understand, and until then, he can hang around in the fresh air, or play his piano downstairs to drown out any noise." I tried, not wanting her to worry about our 'son', I had had this conversation with Edward a few weeks ago, when I too had been concerned about his night-time habits, but I had been assured by him that he was happy for us and was more than willing to give us the privacy he realised newly-weds required. His only request was for us to reduce the amount of mid-afternoon middle of the living room exertions we induldged in. I couldn't help a laugh as I thought of his face if he had walked in on us when we decided his piano would be a suitable bed substitute.

"What's so funny?"she asked me, my only reply was: "One word, my love, piano." at this we both broke into fits of giggles both at the memory and the thought of Edward's face if he ever found out.

APOV

He CANNOT be serious! The Garden! Go Esme and Carlisle!

"That is so cool, so she's always had amusing punishments?"

"Yep"was Edward's only reply, popping the 'p' for the effect, I had to get him to tell old stores more often, this was gold.

EmPOV

Awhh, now I'm upset, I thought she started making up really cool punishments just for me. Humph.

Edward shot me a glance and I realised he had heard how pathetic I had just sounded.

"So, he actually did that? What did the creepy neighbour have to say?" I asked hoping for a straight answer and no smart-ass comments about my resemblance to a creepy neighbour by asking for more details.

EdPOV

How did I know Emmett would ask that. Well I suppose there's no harm in telling them, I doubt Esme and Carlisle are listening.

"Well, to be blunt, yes, and it was by far the funniest thing I had seen or would see for awhile, I left them too it after laughing in Carlisle's face for at least a good ten minutes, Esme nodded to me to leave them for a bit, so I thought I would go for a walk, only to be cornered on my way out of the front door..."

"BY WHO, BY WHO!??" Alice yelled at me, interrupting me mid-sentence, just I was about to reveal the answer to that very question.

"Well if you'd let me finish! Alice," I growled at her.

"Sorry." was my little 'sister's' only reply, muffled as she nuzzled her face into Jasper's shoulder.

"Thank you, so as I was saying, Mrs. Michaels form next door stopped me on my way out …

"Erm, excuse me, Edward is it?" the short, brunette woman whose name I believed to be Jane asked.

"Yes, how may I help you today Mrs. Michaels?" I spoke politely, concerned for a minutes until I saw the shy smile on her face and knew exactly what she was about to ask me, even before her thoughts filtered into my brain.

"I was just wondering why your father seems to be walking around the garden in very little clothing and why your mother is laughing at him?"her cautious voice made me want to laugh, her thoughts amusing to me: I wonder if he cheated on her, and this is his apology? I mean he wouldn't do that for no reason right? But they seemed so happy when they left to go out an hour ago and when they returned, mind you they are both gorgeous, so why would they need anyone else, they just got married!

I had to suppress a laugh, everyone was so dazzled by vampires' charm and good looks that they instantly assumed: affair. What they failed to realise was just how deeply vampires fell in love and never fell out, no matter what.

"because she has him wrapped around her little finger, and he ruined her flower bed." I laughed and started what I could only predict would be an all night walk, leaving Mrs. Michaels standing there staring after me." I finished looking at the laughing faces of my Bella and my family.

BPOV

I knew I still had a lot to learn about my new family, but this was a treat I hadn't expected, learning stories of Carlisle and Esme's life together gave me a sneak preview of what I could only hope was mine and Edward's future. I saw the way they looked at each other, the love and happiness and I could only hope for that in my lifetime with Edward.

As I looked up into Edward's smiling face as he finished telling the story, the sweet and caring smile that graced his features made me realise just how much he cared for his parent figures.

A small movement from the top of the stairs caught my eye and I redirected my attention to the couple smiling down at me, observing their 'children'. They looked so happy, so content, it suddenly dawned on me that they obviously didn't mind us discussing their past as much as a few of us had originally feared, Alice however had obviously seen that they wouldn't mind.

Edward noticed the direction I was focussing my attention on and got a fearful look on his face but seemed to calm as his 'parents' gave him reassuring smiles.

Alice beamed from across the room after coming out of a vision I hadn't realised she was having, speaking excitedly, "Who wants to go next in: telling funny stories about the parents time ?"

"Me!!" A voice yelled from across the room.

So what did you think? Good? Bad? Awful? Funny? Stupid? Let me know what you think, Constructive criticism would be appreciated, but if you thought it sucked then fair enough. :)

If anyone would like to see the next chapter just let me know and I'll work on it right away, If you have any ideas for stories to be told then PM me and I'll credit you fully in that chapter, If you want to request who's story goes next then go right ahead and let me know, also I'm open to doing more than one story from each character, I've decided this is gonna be set around Christmas, if they're sitting with Bella on Christmas Eve and telling stories, also, Bella's first Christmas with the Cullen's set the year after New Moon's Christmas where Edward had Left Bella. :'( I haven't read Eclipse so I'm unsure of any of it's time line. Characters to tell stories: (No particular Order)

Emmett

Jasper

Alice

Rosalie

Edward

Carlisle

Esme

Thank You For Reading.

Love Jenny xxx xx