Disclaimer: I do not own anything of from the Twilight Series, all of it belongs to Stephenie Meyer. However, the plot does belong to me, because it was my idea.

Summary: They had all their plans made. Their happily ever after was in their reach, until a family secret that nobody saw coming intercedes. One secret can change everything, can Bella and Edward still have their happy after, or will the new situations ruin everything? Sequel to "An Absent Pulse"

Prologue: The Truth

Screams came from the upstairs quarters of the London estate. Many servants and nurses surrounded the woman as she laid in her bed, screaming and thrashing in pain. Her husband sat at her side, letting her squeeze his hand, helping in anyway he could. She looked so pitiful laying there, crying and sweating, panting and gasping for the pain to cease.

Her long, sandy locks were twisted into a bun at the nape of her neck. Loose curls stuck against her wet, pale face. Her blue eyes were circled with dark, black circles; as if she'd gone numerous days without sleep. Teeth biting hard down against her lip, hard enough to bring blood, she stared up at her husband with the most pitiful look any person could have.

"Fredrick, isn't there another… way? The pain, I cannot stand it." she gasped, blinking tears out of her tired eyes.

"I don't know what to do, Florence. The only thing I know to do is let the birth take it's course. One of the medics will be up in a few minutes with the morphine. I'm so sorry, I've caused you so much pain." Fredrick couldn't stand watching his wife in such a condition, she was so young and delicate that it looked as if the child was going to kill her before it was born.

Florence sighed, her hand gripping tighter around his. "Hopefully the morphine will help. If something was to happen, please take care of our child. I do not want anything to happen to him, do you understand?"

He nodded, "I will not let anything happen to our son, love. Nothing is going to happen to you either."

Just as he leaned down to kiss her forehead, the quarter's door opened. In walked a male doctor with a silver tray in hand.

"Sir Fredrick, we've retrieved the morphine. We are trying to find the proper type of blade so we can start the cesarean. If we attempt for her to deliver the fetus vaginally, it'll kill her."

Florence looked up to the doctor with scared eyes. "Do whatever you have to do. I want to be able to see my son." The thought of dying and leaving her son behind without a mother scared her. Sure, Fredrick would be able to find himself a new queen instantly, and perhaps a queen that was of his own kind. But it wasn't the job of another woman to take place as his mother, it was hers, and she was going to fight to keep herself alive, even if the pain was killing her.

"Yes, madam. We will do everything in our power for this process to go as planned."

As the doctor prepared his objects, Fredrick lowered to look at his wife, his red eyes staring into her deep blue ones. They stared at each other for a long moment, and finally pulled away when the doctor told them the procedure was to begin.

"It will do you good to wait outside, sir. Considering your situation," he said kindly.

He nodded and leaned down, pecking Florence's lips before he left the room.

Unable to sit, he paced the halls; worrying about what could happen to his wife. If she was to die while giving birth to the child, he didn't know how he'd be able to handle it. To have to stare into the child's eyes, knowing that the half-blooded creature took the life of the woman he loved? How could any man possibly deal with such a thing?

Many minutes passed, and it only made Fredrick more nervous and worried about what was going to happen. Just as he turned to take a walk outside, he heard the wailing cry of a child coming from the room Florence was in. He flew to the door, opening it to see a child being placed into his wife's arms.

One of the doctors tried to approach him- to keep him from coming up, but he pushed passed the man. Not caring that had it caused him to stumble to the floor as he walked to his wife's side.

"Oh Fredrick, he looks just like you," Florence cried, tears of joy falling from her eyes. The painful expression she'd had minutes ago was now gone, and her expression was not able to be put into words.

Fredrick stared down at the child, a large smile coming upon his face - to see both of them alive. His finger ran across the child's cheek, and he knelt onto the floor so that he was at their level.

"He's the most beautiful child I've ever seen," he said happily. If he'd been able to produce tears, he would have shed many. The king had never had cause to cry before, but he had reason now. "What will we name him?"

Florence looked to her husband, and back down at the child, a puzzled look on her face. It took her a few seconds to answer, but when she did, she was smiling ear to ear.

"His name will be Carlisle."

A/N: And I'm back people!! Sorry it took forever to post this, it took me a long time to get out of my writer's block and writing again. Your probably like, this isn't about Bella and Edward? Well, if you read it good enough, and read the summary, perhaps you can debate on what's going to happen. I need a big thanks to my beta typing-pictures , if it hadn't been for her I wouldn't have been able to have gotten motivated. She helped a lot, even thought it's less than 1000 words. Well, I hope everyone sticks around to see what's going to happen to Bella and Edward's family. =)
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