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All belongs to Stephanie Meyer… I don't own anything… ya'll know the drill… OH! And I don't own Mountain Dew either! This chapter is dedicated to bananasrgood, my first reviewerr.

Chapter 2

EsPOV (the next day)

"So dear, are you excited?" my wonderful husband Carlisle asked.

"Are you kidding? I have waited my entire life for this moment!" I almost yelled. Me, yelling? Surprising.

"Dear, maybe you should calm down. Wait, did you drink any Mountain Dew?" He joked, not thinking I had at all.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't! Can we leave?" I asked. Alright, no more mountain dew for me. Ever. Again.

"Yes dear, we could probably leave now, but we will be early for our appointment." He stated calmly.

How on EARTH could he be calm at this moment?! We were going to find our first child and he was being calm?! Ah well, that's Carlisle for you. As he says it, 'calm heads always prevail' or something like that anyways. We got in the car and drove, quickly, to the orphanage. I guess Carlisle is excited. He always insists on driving the speed limit but today he was driving 15 over, which is a BIG step for him!

We went in, and got signed in. When we were finally allowed to see the children, my heart felt like it was being ripped in half. I couldn't stand to see all of these children looking up at me, wondering, if I was going to be their new mom. I wanted to go up to each of them and give them a big hug, but I couldn't. Something, I don't know what, is holding me back. Somehow I knew that none of them would be coming home with me. I think that Carlisle felt the same, from the look on his face. Just then we walked by a bathroom. The door was open and there was a blonde girl vomiting, horribly, into the toilet. Naturally, I ran in to help her. I held her hair for her and rubbed her back. Maternal instincts kicking in, I guess. Once she was finished, she went to the sink and rinsed out her mouth.

Then she turned to me and said, "Thank you, Mrs…? I'm sorry but I don't know your name?"

"Cullen," I told her, "my name is Esme Cullen. The man standing over there," I gestured towards the doorway, "is my husband, Carlisle."

"I'm Rosalie Hale and the kid your husband is talking to is my twin brother, Jasper." She said.

In that instant I could swear I knew who I wanted to adopt. "Would you like to come meet Carlisle?" I asked kindly.

"Sure," she said, "Although if you wanna adopt me, you should know I won't leave without my brother or Emmett."

"Alright then." I said surprised that she was so forthright with what she meant." Lets go introduce you to Carlisle and you can introduce me to your brother and Emmett. If you don't mind, would you tell me who Emmett is?" I asked, wondering.

She replied, "Oh, Emmett is my boyfriend of, wait, 3 years."

We walked over to Carlisle who was deep in conversation with Jasper. I caught what the were talking about and had to laugh. It was about time Carlisle found someone to talk with about history. Someone who, by the looks of it, was just as crazy about it as he was. I turned to Rosalie and whispered, "Apparently your brother like history just as much as Carlisle! Most of the time that's all he can talk about!"

"I know! That's all Jasper can ever talk about! It can be so, well, boring!" She started to laugh and then an odd expression crossed her face and she bolted for the bathroom. I took off after her and was able to grab her hair, right before her stomach heaved again. When she was done, I asked her, "Dear, are you alright?"

She rinsed out her mouth and then turned. She said, "I don't know. This has been going on for about a moth and the heads (A/N aka the headmasters or whatever) called the doctor 2 weeks ago. He said it wasn't a stomach virus or anything. I don't have any other symptoms except barfing my guts out all day." She sighed.

"Oh dear, "I said, giving her a hug, uh oh I was getting attached, "I'm so sorry you have to go through this. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"You could take me home with you." She said honestly. Again, her bluntness surprised me!

I smiled, despite my surprise. "If you and your brother could give Carlisle and I a minute to talk, it would be greatly appreciated. But first, I would like to meet this Emmett of yours." Her face seemed a little anxious, and I started to get worried. What was Emmett going to be like?

A/N sorry for the cliffie, if it even counts as one, but anywho.. thanks for readin!

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