Hi! I've decided to put up another story. NOT my best opener, but it gets the point across.

So my story is based on the song 'Gravity' by Sara Bareilles. Not gonna lie, I never thought I'd write a song fic, after I mentally criticized all the people writing stories based on Taylor Swift songs xD ... but here we are :|

SO YEAH. Here goes nothing.

By the way, if any of you peeps read my other stories, I will be updating The Pool soon. I'm just finding it hard to find something to write :P

Disclaimer: I'm almost positive that if I was planning on stealing these lovely characters, I wouldn't be putting this story on a fanfiction website... If that make sense, of course...

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On Wednesday, September thirteenth, nineteen twenty-eight, at ten minutes to three in the morning, a young woman with long chestnut hair knocked on the wooden door of a small hut in the woods.

The occupants of the small home debated answering the door because although they heard the woman's approach, they shouldn't have been awake at that time.

But neither should the woman.

"I need you to help me." She said in an exhausted voice when the door was opened a crack.

"I'm sorry, Madame, but I don't make house calls." A masculine voice from the inside, answered.

"Which is exactly why I came to you, Doctor." The girl reasoned.

The door opened a little more and the young woman stepped into the hut without invitation.

"Miss, this really isn't the best time. I need my rest and- "

"I see you have no room for a bed." She commented.

"What is your name, Miss?"

"My name doesn`t concern you at the moment, Doctor Cullen."

"Then why is it that you are asking for my help?"

For the first time, she turned her gaze toward him, and he was shocked by what he saw.

She had purple bruises under her eyes, flushed cheeks, a sweaty forehead, and by the looks of it, her pregnency had drained the life out of her deep, brown eyes. The hand clutching her stomach as if she was in a horrendous amount of pain didn't go unnoticed either.

"I'm dying, Doctor Cullen."

"Then you should go to the hospital, Miss."

"There's nothing the hospital could do to help someone in my situation."

"The hospital does deliveries all the time. We've had maybe one case where a mother hasn't survived the child birth."

A woman with caramel coloured hair stepped out of the shadows then, with a sad expression in her eyes. The brunette didn't miss the look her and Doctor Cullen exchanged.

She knew they wouldn't turn her away like the rest, now.

"It's not about the delivery, Sir. I know I will not survive. I just need you and your wife to take care of my daughter. Please." She begged.

"Miss, I'm possitive you will be alright." He wanted to believe that, but he could feel the lie in his words.

"Doctor Carlisle, I don't need you to lie to me," She said with a smile on her face. "that's not the best thing to do at the moment. My daughter will be born this morning and I will die. I just need you to keep her safe and help her find her way in the world."

"What makes you think you will die?" He questioned breathlessly.

"My daughter's not human."

The doctor and his wife gasped.

"I did my research. I went to the library whenever I could. She's a blood drinker, like you. Please don't try to deny it because I know you are and if you interupt me by telling me you aren't, then I might not be able to tell you everything before it starts.

"Her father came to me a month ago. He told me that he was giving me the greatest gift of life. That my sacrifice would make some part of the future better. He'd watched me for a while and knew that I was the one, and I could feel him around me all the time. When he finally approached me, he told me of his love for me, and that he wished we could be together forever, but that we couldn't because of our child.

"I went along with him anyway. He'd given me the option. He said I could leave before we got to know eachother better, or I could have his child. He's the most beautiful being I've ever seen. Of course I couldn't walk away.

"I wanted nothing more than to give a piece of myself to this man. So I did. And he abandoned me... He left me with the knowledge of my death in one month. Of my child's birth. Of his deepest secret. Being a v-vampire.

"And so this is where you come in, Doctor. My daughter is to be born in a few short hours, and I cannot be here to take care of her myself after it. I don't know anything about the procedure, but I couldn't find anyone else to go to, and... and... and..." The woman broke off in desperate sobs.

Doctor Cullen's wife stepped forward and held the girl in her arms.

"What's your name, Miss?"

"Renée." She whispered.

"My name is Esme and I swear to you that when your daughter is born, I will take care of her and love her with all my heart."

Renée stared at Esme for a moment before embracing the woman more tightly and mumbling a thank you.

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, that day, Esme was sitting in a rocking chair with the most beautiful baby in her arms. The baby had curly chestnut hair like her mother, with cherry red cheeks and wide, sparkling brown eyes.

"Carlisle," Esme called from her seat. "stop being nervous and take a seat somewhere."

"I can't, Esme. I can't ever forget what just happened. It is forever burned into the forefront of my mind."

"Then embrace it, Carlisle. We have a child to take care of now. Renée didn't tell us everything. That much is obvious, but we have time to figure everything out."

"Esme, look at her. She already looks like she could be three or four weeks old. She was born after one month. How is that possible? She has a beating heart, but she's immortal because her father is, or was, a vampire. How?"

Esme stood, and glided over to her frightened husband.

"What should we call her?" He sighed, looking into her gold eyes.

"Exactly what her mother asked us to."

Carlisle's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"She whispered the name right before-..."

"And what was that, Sweet Esme?"

"Isabella." She smiled.

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I'm sorry for any mistakes! Lemme know what you think :)