Hello All! Welcome to Chapter 2 of Carlisle's Mistake this story is complete and has 12 chapters, updates should be weekly unless something comes up. This story was inspired by Phoenixhp5t3's The Pastor's Son; all of her work I can highly recommend.

Summary: It's coming close to the end of Bella's newborn year and Bella is frustrated with her lack of independence. Carlisle hasn't been having an easy time either. What happens when tempers flare?

Warning: This story contains spanking; if that's not your thing don't read it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters in this story.

If anyone is interested I would really appreciate a beta reader to help with this story, if you're interested please drop me a PM.

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"Go," Carlisle snarled at Esme.

Esme – shocked beyond the ability to think clearly – nodded and slowly backed out of the house, never taking her eyes off her daughter. Once she could no longer see her child she turned and fled, bursting into dry sobs and running as blindly as Bella had before.

Esme ran until she sank to the ground and curled up in the foetal position and let the sobs wrack her body. She wished she could shed tears, but this body would not allow it. She had never felt so scared of one of her own children, Bella not only bit her in a fit of temper, she pumped venom in, trying to cause her pain.

Esme distantly heard the ringing of her cell phone but she ignored it and lay on the ground sobbing. It took several minutes and several more missed calls before she finally sat up and pulled her cell phone out and looked at it. The caller ID said Alice and Esme didn't understand why Alice would be calling, she should be in school… unless something had happened that Alice had seen. Alice would naturally try and get hold of Carlisle first, but he was busy dealing with her younger sister. Esme tried to pull herself together to deal with whatever Alice had to tell her as she let the call die once more. The next second it rang again and Esme picked up. "Yes Alice," Esme asked as calmly as she could.

"Mama, you answered, oh thank god. Mama it's bad, it's really bad," Alice answered panicking.

Esme managed to pull herself together enough to try and calm her daughter. "Calm Little One, it's ok, tell Mama what you saw, Mama will help, Mama will make it better," Esme soothed.

Alice let out a choked sob, she didn't know how the family were ever going to recover from this if Esme didn't go home and stop it now. "Mama, it's Bella and Daddy… he's not Daddy at the moment, his beast is in control and he's going to… oh Mama it's horrible, you have to go home and stop it," Alice sobbed out.

Esme didn't quite understand what Alice was getting at. "Alice you know I don't interfere when your father decides to give a spanking. Bella has well and truly earned this spanking and while your father is angry he would never punish any of you in anger I assure you," Esme reassured. She knew this to be true in her heart, but she couldn't fight the worry that he might have lost control now Alice put it in her head.

"No! Mama you don't understand. It's not Daddy. It's not him. It's his beast, his beast is in control. You have to stop it, please Mama, you have to go now," Alice urged desperately.

Esme knew she heard right this time. "Wait, Alice, tell me exactly what you have seen?" Esme asked seriously. She could hardly believe what she had heard, but the way Carlisle had dismissed her had seemed a little more vicious than usual now she thought about it.

"There's no time Mama. His beast is in control, if you don't go now… Edward will never forgive Carlisle and neither will Emmett if he… you have to go, as fast as you can Mama, straight up to Daddy's study, please," Alice begged.

Esme cursed herself for her act of selfishness and not answering her phone straight away, she could have had more time to prevent whatever Alice had seen happening to her baby girl. "It's ok Little One, I'm going now, what do I have to do when I get to your father's office?" Esme asked softly.

Alice let out a sigh of relief. "Hurry Mama, it's going to be so close, you'll know what to do when you get there," Alice said a little more calmly now. "Bye Mom, you'll need both hands, thank you." She ended the call and slumped down against the bathroom wall feeling a huge rush of relief that her family would not be torn apart.

When Carlisle had dismissed his mate he watched her leave with eyes blacker than pitch. He then slowly rounded on the vampire that dared bite his mate. As soon as he was facing her he flitted to her and grabbed her by the hair, grabbing close to the scalp, and dragging her up to his study. He threw her in and started snarling.

Bella had come to her senses when her Mom ripped her arm from her mouth. She froze in horror at what she had done, her eyes – black with rage before – turned back to their ever-lightening amber colour, they were not yet golden, but they were close. She cried out in pain as her Dad grabbed her by the back of her hair and dragged her up to his study. She knew she was in a world of trouble and that sitting wouldn't be possible for a long time, but she hadn't expected him to manhandle her like he was. Bella yelped as she was thrown into his office and quickly turned to face her father. Her eyes grew wide seeing how black her Dad's were, she'd never seen them like that, it was like looking into the eyes of a monster and she started to back away.

"Do. Not. Move." Carlisle growled out at the young vampire. It was time to teach the newborn how to respect her leaders mate. He watched as she froze, clearly terrified, and he felt a stirring of satisfaction, good, he thought, she should fear him, after what she'd done.

Bella realised now it really was the black eyes of a monster she was looking at, she didn't know how exactly she knew but she was almost certain her father was not her father at the moment and instead his inner beast had control. "Dad-Daddy you're scaring me," Bella whimpered weakly. "I'm scared Daddy." It was the truth as well as an attempt to bring reason into her father's mind. When she'd had her first spanking from him, she'd been utterly terrified and just the mere mention that she was scared brought instant comfort. Instead, this time, the corners of the monster's mouth curled up a little.

"Strip," Carlisle ordered harshly. He enjoyed the spike of fear he saw in the newborns eyes. Yes she would learn to never harm his mate again.

Bella gasped and covered her front up at the unexpected command, as far as she knew Dad had never demanded full nudity during a punishment. "W-What, D-D-Daddy please, you're r-really scaring me," Bella stammered out sobs welling up in her throat.

Carlisle flitted over to the newborn getting up in her face. "NOW!" He roared.

Bella flinched and let out a pained sob as she hurried to pull her jeans and panties down, she hoped that would be enough for the monster she was staring at.

Carlisle grabbed the defiant newborn by the back of the neck and quickly tore her t-shirt and bra from her before forcing her over the arm of his couch. He didn't waste a second to speak or let the newborn catch her breath he immediately began swatting, harder than he'd ever delivered a swat in his life. He took pleasure in the tortured scream that tore from the newborns lips and delivered the next swat harder.

Bella cried out in pain and shock when her father tore her clothes from her and forced her over the arm of the couch. He'd told her when he'd first spanked her that he only spanked over the knee and that the closeness helped, well she certainly believed it now; being held forcibly over her father's lap was one thing, being held like this over the arm of something as impassive as the couch was painfully empty, it made Bella feel less of a person.

When the first swat came it took Bella completely by surprise. She let out a scream of agony and thrashed uncontrollably under her Dad's forceful hand. She bucked and tried to twist, but it was all for naught, as the next swat came down even harder. She let loose another scream and flung her hands back to try and protect herself. "Daddy stop! Daddy, please stop!" Bella screamed out.

Carlisle wasn't deterred at all by the newborns screams, he was in fact encouraged by them and brought the next swat down harder again. He caught the hands easily and forced the newborn further forward on the couch pressing her face into the cushions, forcing her feet off the floor. He brought home another swat as she continued to scream, begging for it to stop, begging for her mother, and her begging pleased him.

Bella tried everything she could to get his monster – which was certainly not her father – to let go of her. She screamed, begged, pleaded, cried, and struggled for all she was worth but it did no good. When she screamed he only hit her harder, her begging, pleading, and crying had no affect on him what so ever, and she might as well have been human for all her struggles were worth. "Mom! Mom! I want Mommy! I want my Mommy!" Bella screamed as the excruciating punishment continued. Bella didn't need to breath, but she was struggling to get enough breath in in between each scream of agony, and it was causing her to panic even more.

Carlisle was bored with the newborns incessant crying out for her mother and landed an even harder swat low on the back of her thigh, creating small cracks. "Shut up girl," Carlisle ordered harshly.

Bella let out a totally bloodcurdling scream as the swat cracked her skin and went completely ridged.

Carlisle raised his hand to deliver another swat just like the last but he felt himself flying back away from the newborn and crashing into the wall of his study.

Esme had arrived in time to hear her baby girl screaming out for her, her Mommy, the screams almost rooted Esme to the spot they were so chilling. She felt the urge to throw up but that wasn't possible anymore. She didn't stop though she tore through her smashed open front door and right up to her husbands office ripping the door off it's hinges and throwing it behind her. She heard the blood-and-venom-curdling scream that came out of her daughter's mouth and saw the cracks in her thigh and kicked Carlisle hard in the side and ran to her naked daughter gathering her in her arms and growling aggressively at the monster who dared harm her precious baby girl.

Carlisle slumped against the wall, the shock of his mate attacking him allowing him enough control to lock the monster up. The red haze cleared and he was able to see the newborn he had been beating was none other than his precious Bella. "Oh God what have I done?" Carlisle asked as he stood quickly and rushed over to Bella and Esme.

"No! Don't let him hurt me Mommy," Bella shrieked when Carlisle approached. She clutched tight to Esme, she had trouble getting any air into her lungs as her sobs increased as she tried to back away, while keeping hold of Esme and trying not to put any weight on her slowly healing cracked leg.

Esme rounded on Carlisle and let out a vicious hiss. "Stay away from my daughter," Esme snarled.

Carlisle raised his hands and backed away quickly. He absolutely loathed himself and quickly left the room, he went to Edward and Bella's room and froze when he saw the devastation in the room. Not wanting to think about why or how the room came to be in such a state he backed away and went to his and Esme's room, grabbing a dressing gown of Esme's and slowly going back into his office to offer it out hesitantly. He didn't know how it would be accepted but he hoped at least he could do something to offer his daughter at least a modicum of modesty.

Esme hissed at Carlisle when he came too close, scooping her daughter into her arms and backing away further.

Carlisle gulped and laid the gown down on the floor, he pushed it towards Esme and Bella before quickly taking a step back.

Esme inched forwards and snatched up the gown before quickly covering her daughter in it, her Mama Bear instincts slightly appeased at having her child's modesty at least covered up.

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There you go, Chapter 2 of Carlisle's Mistake. Let me know what you thought.