Little Butterfly

Summary: They had everything in life, except life itself. A little miracle will brighten up Carlisle and Esme's lives, as the expression of their love comes to life in this POST Breaking Dawn fic.

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First: This is the 1st time I venture with such complex and unexplored characters, so corrections are welcome. Carlisle and Esme are my new challenge.

Second: I've always liked the way the Cullens live as a family that's why, and although they have the little cottage Esme decorated for them, Edward, Bella and Renesmee will spend most of the time in Carlisle's and Esme's house.

Third: This story is set right after Breaking Dawn. So Renesmee will be 4 months old, this is aprox. a 5 or 6 year older in human years.

Fourth: The first four chapters of this story are not beta-ed.

PROLOGUE

She climbed.

She climbed swiftly up the trees just the way she did when she was a human. Of course, it was easier now, and there was no chance of her breaking a leg the way she did as a teenager.

It was an old ritual she knew so well, and enjoyed so much. She taught her adoptive sons and daughters how to admire the world this way. The youngest, Edward, had given it the ideal use when taking his dear Bella out.

The gentle breeze blew against Esme's face, her cascading hair flew softly as she stood among the branches at the top of one of the highest pines in the forest; admiring the breathtaking view. The orange popsicle colors of the sunset were shinning against the silvery snow that crowned the magnificent mountains.

"You know?" Carlisle moved up the tree to stand close by her side "I think you might be getting faster."

She turned to look at him. A mischievous smile drawn on her beautiful face.

"You know, no one can't beat me on tree-climbing."

"Definitely, not." Carlisle smiled as well, tenderly he drew her close to him; his arms embraced her delicate figure.

He enjoyed her closeness for a moment, breathing the sweet perfume of her hair. That particular perfume, the one that turned his world upside down since the very first time they met, and still had that powerful effect after almost a hundred years later.

"It's so beautiful." Her golden eyes locked on the horizon.

"Yes, indeed." Carlisle was still absorbed on her. His lips tried to find the back of her neck.

"You're not even looking!" She laughed softly, feeling a trail of soft little kisses on her nape.

"I am…" He smiled. "I'm just looking at another beauty…One that is mine." His words were almost a whisper. "One that I deeply love..."

Simple words with such a powerful significance, how not to resist? Esme turned around to wrap her arms around his neck, she had that beautiful, unique smile still drawn on her face. Her gaze locked on his, on those sincere lovely eyes that always cared for her.

"I love you, Carlisle."

He timidly smiled, drawing Esme even closer to him.

Their bodies touched completely, as he tilted his head to brush his lips lightly on hers, and then capture them in a gentle kiss. They loved each other so deeply and they were going to; for the rest eternity...

A sudden change in the breeze called their attention interrupting their moment as a large uneven shadow passed them by as fast as the wind. Branches and leaves shuddered at its pass.

And then an awkward silence took over the surroundings.

Quiet, with their acute senses extremely aware, Carlisle and Esme looked towards the end of the invisible path the shadow had followed. A brief second later, giggles began to echo around them.

This is just the beginning. What do you have in mind? What do you think I have in mind? Oh, I have to confess that I absolutely love cliffhangers!

Thanks for reading.