Hey sorry I posted the wrong chapter. I actually had to get my friend to post this one because my stupid computer isn't fast enough. (PamBrasilera if you are wondering which friend.)

Hey all, this is a slightly different type of story for me but I am really loving the idea. Thanks to PamBrasiliera for the idea, she must have been getting annoyed with my sadness because I finally had to end my favorite story and my lack of not being able to come up with anything to write. Lol, just kidding. So here is the first chapter of this story, I really do hope you guys like it.

Disclaimer: I do not on Twilight. Or Carlisle… Yum…Carlisle. Uh… I didn't write that. So yea, SM owns all!

Full Summary: Esme Evenson is stuck in an abusive relationship with Charles Evenson. They have three children Isabella , Jasper, and Rosalie. On one fateful night Esme is killed by Charles, or is she? Her children are taken away to a Foster Home in the rainy town of Forks, Washington believing their mother is dead. Dr. Carlisle Cullen is single after the death of his wife and is left with three children by the names of Alice, Edward, and Emmett. What will bring these two families together? AU, AH, and probably some OOC. Isabella (Bella) is 13,Jasper is 15, and Rosalie is 15. Alice is 13, Edward is 14, and Emmett is 15. (Rosalie and Jasper are twins). Will eventually be Carlisle/Esme.

Bella POV:

My parents were fighting again earlier, so my brother and sister decided to take me out to the movies. Rosalie and Jasper always take me somewhere when mom and dad are fighting, the yelling scares me a lot. I can't exactly help in though, it's how I've grown up since I was little. Yelling always meant that daddy was going to end up hurting someone and that usually meant mommy.

"Are you alright, Bella?" asks Rosalie.

"Yes, of course I am, Rose." I say, and look out the window of the Port Angeles McDonalds. We came here to eat after the movie was over.

"Bella, eat something." says Jasper

"I'm not hungry."

"Just eat."

"Can't we just go home now? I'm worried about mommy. What if something bad happens to her?"

"Mom will be fine, dad isn't going to do anything to drastic." sighs Rosalie.

I shake my head and start to eat my chicken Mcnuggets and fries. Jasper and Rosalie had already finished eating at least 15 minutes ago, well I AM the slow eater in the family. I finish eating and get up from my seat and tripped. Jasper caught me by the arm.

"You should watch where you are going, Bella."

"Sorry." I apologize.

He sighs and Rosalie rolls her eyes, they always like to make fun of my clumsiness but tonight the mood was rather tense. It's almost like something is going to happen, I can feel it in the air. If I said that Jasper and Rosalie would just think I was being childish. I am not childish. I am 13 and they are 15 making them only 2 years older than me.

We leave McDonalds and start on our twenty minute walk home, it was rainy, typical Port Angeles.

"Bella, pull up your hood." says Rosalie

"Why?" I ask.

"You might catch a cold."

I roll my eyes and pull up my hood and we continue on our journey home. When we get there it is quite the sight. There were three police cruisers, a yellow police line and the K9 Unit was there with the search dogs. There is also an ambulance... and I think my heart must be in my throat.

"Jasper, what's going on?" I whisper, trying to keep the sound of fear from my voice.

"I don't know. Isabella, Rosalie, you stay here. I'm going to go and find out."

I nod, Jasper only uses my first full name when he was serious or angry. Rosalie pulls me into a hug and Jasper returns with a kind looking lady who also looks sad.

"You two are the other children of Esme and Charles Evenson?"

"Yes." says Rosalie "What's going on?"

"Your mother is dead, and your father is her murderer. Unfortunately he escaped and the police are searching for him. My name is Marsha, I'm from child services. You three are going to have to come with me."

Rosalie, Jasper, and I get in the back of the agency car. I put my head on Jasper's shoulder and begin to cry.

"What's going to happen to us, Jasper?"

"I don't know, Bella. Everything is going to be okay though."

Like heck it's going to be okay…

Alice POV:

It's been two weeks since my dad packed us up and moved us to this depressing and rainy town of Forks, Washington. Our mom died three weeks ago, now all dad does is throw himself into work. When he's at home he's in his office reading new medical books or cooking for my brothers and I. He barely associates with any of us, and I must admit…I miss him.

"Alice?" asks Edward, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Yea?"

"Are you alright?"

"Yea, I was just thinking."

"About what?" he inquires.

"I miss dad…I wish mom was still here and then we could be a happy family like we always were!"

"Things will get better, Alice." says Edward, and he pulls me into a hug.

"No they won't…they never will."

"Don't think that. Think good thoughts."

I nod my head. "Where's Emmett?"

"Still trying to figure out where everything in his room should go." laughs Edward.

"He's sure taking a long time with that."

"Leave it to Emmett."

"Yea." I say, and smile.

"There's that smile I missed." teases Edward.

I playfully smack him upside the head, because that's what annoying little sisters do.

Esme POV:

My husband ran from the room as soon as he heard the sirens coming and I lay in a rapidly growing pool of my own blood. I thought of my beautiful children as I felt my heart rate start to drop. I was at deaths doors now, and after the life I had lived with Charles, I think I was ready for it. Some paramedics and police officers run into the kitchen, it was to late for the paramedics though. I WAS going to die.

"Can you hear me ma'am?" the paramedic asks, as he checks my decreasing pulse.

"My children." I whisper, in a hoarse voice.

The paramedic, already figuring that I was going to die answers me. "Your children will be safe ma'am. We'll have them taken to a really good foster home."

I nod my head and close my eyes. A foster home may not be the best place but it was better than on the streets or with Charles. God knows what he would have done to them. My breathing grows shallow and all goes dark.

A/N: Oh my! What is going to happen now? Do you want to know? If your answer is yes then click the review button so I know if I should continue this or not. Remember it will eventually be Esme/Carlisle. So please, review and I will continue on with this.