I only uploaded chapter one about 30 mins ago but I have nearly all of the story written so I thought I'd add more now! Here goes.. I made it longer this time. Chapter one was long on word but pretty short on here...If this isn't long enough then I'll make Chapter 3 even longer!

Bella POV

It had been nearly 3 years now. I still couldn't help myself from thinking about him, and his family. I missed them so much. But I had 2 amazing children. I have no idea how they were conceived. I am still a virgin. Impossible huh? Well it happened. I found out I was pregnant a month after he left. I was confused, how could this had happened? I was a virgin.

I had found my way up to the Denali coven. I needed answers. I had told my dad that I needed time alone, and I would be back in 2 weeks. I just needed to know what was happening. They had done research about it for me, and found myths of women becoming pregnant from the venom of a vampires kiss. I couldn't believe it. I was thrilled, scared, shocked and excited all at the same time. I didn't even know that was possible. I stayed with the Denali's for a few months, and they had promised not to say anything about my visit or my pregnancy to the Cullens. I had honestly forgotten about Charlie. When I went back, I found he didn't even care. I had gone to see Jacob and Billy before Charlie. Billy had explained to me that Charlie had found a positive pregnancy test in the bathroom and didn't want to see my face in his house again. So I didn't go back.

I lived on my own, in a small flat; it was all I could afford.

A few months later, I had Isla and my whole world changed. She was my world.

About 2 months after Isla was born, I found I was pregnant again. I had called the Denali clan, and they were clueless. I was convinced it was Edwards again.

9 months later, I had Louie.

When Isla was 1, and Louie was just a newborn, I was changed, by Laurent. He had come for a favour for Victoria, saying something about a mate for a mate. But the wolves pulled me off before he could kill me. I am extremely thankful for that. I don't know what situation my children would be in if I had died.

I never got thirsty for human blood, thankfully. In fact, it's gross to me.

So that brings me here today, stuck at age 19, posing as a 22 year old English teacher in New Orleans. Fun, right? Not.

If I'm honest, the idea of being a teacher scared me at first; I was terrified the Cullens might have just shown up. I did look a bit young, but I didn't care. I just wanted a job, not to be stuck in school, being the 'whore' with 2 kids.

Anyways, I only work part time on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday so I can spend time with my kids.

I didn't really want to send my kids to day care, but I thought it might do them good anyway, to be interacting with other children their age. Besides, I had no one else to take care of them.

I was sat in my class room, with a room full of slutty teenage girls and hormonal teenage boys. I groaned as they sat silently, expecting me to teach them something. I sighed and did the register.

"Joe?"

"Y-Yes Miss." He stuttered. I rolled my eyes.

"Milly?"

"Yeah." She said.

"William?"

"Here."

"Lucas?" Oh no. This kid will be the death of me. Every time I have this class he makes snarky comments, or tries flirting with me.

"Yeah…" He said, sadly.

"Is there a problem?" I probably shouldn't have asked that.

"Yeah. I lost my teddy bear, can I sleep with you?"

I blinked once and sighed as the class watched closely.

I put the pen down and folded my arms across my chest.

"These games are getting old, Lucas." I said.

"Well they aren't for me. I'll wait for you baby, don't be scared." He said and the class laughed.

"I'm not scared of you, Lucas. You should be scared of me."

"Right, Okay. I'm reeaally scared of you!" He said sarcastically.

I raised an eyebrow and smirked. I pointed to the door; he shrugged and walked cockily out of the door. I walked to the door, shutting it loudly behind me. I could hear the shuffling of the teenager's feet as they put their ears to the other side of the door to listen to our conversation.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" I shouted at him, glaring my teeth. I'm pretty sure I'd look pretty scary right now. He backed away a little.

"Lucas?" He whimpered.

"You wish you weren't right now." I hissed. "Now." I said, and pointed at him.

"Yes, Miss Swan?"

"These games, they have to stop." I snarled. "You think you're funny, but you aren't."

I slammed the door open and Lucas walked in, shaking. I smirked as the class looked at him, in shock. I shut the door and stood in front of the white board.

"Now, would anyone else like to say anything before we begin?" I said. Everyone shook their head quickly and waited for the lesson to begin.

About 15 minutes later, I set them some work and they just chatted. I really didn't care; I'd rather be at home, spending time with my kids. Oh well, at least I'll see them at about 4oclock and I only work 3 days a week.

I sat at my desk, on my laptop, planning the next period when I heard Jasmine, Sasha and Lily talking.

"They're sexy." Jasmine said. "I hope they're single!"

"I doubt it..." Lily said. "They're too fit not to have girlfriends."

"There were some girls as well." Sasha said. "They were beautiful too! They kind of remind me of Miss Swan. I mean, you can't say she isn't sexy."

I shuddered. So there were beautiful students, who reminded them of me? Great, this would be my luck. What if they're in my next class? What will I say? Shut up, Bella. It might not even be them.

The bell rang for the end of the period and the class went out. I could hear my class standing outside, waiting for me to open the door. I sighed, minimised the pictures of my children on my laptop, and opened the door. I skimmed the class, who were lining up against the wall, staring at me. No beautiful students here thank god. The class came in and sat down, chatting away. I groaned, this was the noisy class. They never shut up.

I slammed the door behind me, making the class jump.

"Open your books to page 45, just read it in silence to page 50, then answer the questions." I said, going back to the computer.

"Aren't you going to teach us something?" Adam asked.

"You'll learn something if you get on with the work."

The lesson passed quickly, as did the next 3 periods. Vampire free.

Maybe I was over-reacting. They could just be normal, human kids.

I was on my 'lunch' break, and I was sat in the staff room, watching the news on the crappy box TV.

"Not eating?" Mr Lewis said from next to me, he was digging into a sandwich.

"Na, Im not hungry." I said.

"You don't each much here. You'll be all skin and bones soon, you're skinny anyway." He said.

"I go to the diner sometimes after work." I lied smoothly. "I just don't like the cafeteria food."

"I don't blame you. It's kind of gross." He said. "I heard your outburst earlier with Lucas. He deserves it. He needs someone telling him whose boss. I had him after wards and I didn't hear one word out of him."

I laughed softly. I liked Mr Lewis, he was about 23, and he was handsome. I wouldn't go out with him though; I wouldn't go out with anyone. I just can't trust anyone anymore.

I watched the news, sitting on a couch which was in the staff room; it was falling apart, and had probably been brought from a scrap heap or something. Miss Thomas came in and announced lunch break was over. I sighed, turned off the TV and trailed to my class room. The students were gathering in the halls, slowly walking to their next lessons. I groaned as a group of boys wolf whistled as I walked past and I glared at them. My phone went off in my pocket and I stopped walking, leant against the wall and opened it.

"Hello?" I said. I rolled my eyes as the hallways got busier, and students slowed down, trying to listen to my conversation.

"Hello, Is that Isabella Swan?" I heard a voice asked.

"Erm… Yes, who is this?" I replied.

"This is Stacey, from your children's day-care." The voice said.

"What? Is Isla okay? Or is it Louie? Oh god." I said, panicking slightly and the students stared curiously at me.

"It's Isla…She's had a little accident." She said sadly.

My heart sank, even though it wasn't beating.

"Is she okay? What happened? Can I talk to her?" I said, pacing slightly in the now less crowded corridor.

"She just had a fall down the slide… I think she might need to go to hospital, just to check she's okay." She said slowly.

"I'm going to come and get her; I'll get out of work somehow…" I said, and I set of walking to my classroom. The room was already full of students and I groaned.

"I'll be there soon." I said to the phone, and hung up. I bit my lip at the students who were staring curiously at me.

"I have to go." I explained, putting on my jacket. "I'll find a teacher for you, but in the meantime, please behave." I grabbed my bag and sped out of the classroom, I speed walked to the office and explained to her what had happened, and she said she'd sort my class out.

"Thank you, so much." I said, and hopped into my car.

I was worrying about Isla. I just hoped it wasn't too bad.

I pulled up outside the day-care and knocked on the door. I could hear babies giggling, children laughing... And Isla whimpering. If I could cry…

It was Katie who answered the door, she was the manager.

"Oh, Bella!" She said. "She's just in the back, with Stacey."

She guided me into a room, which I'd never been in before, and Isla was sat in Stacey's arms, whimpering. Her nose was bleeding a little, and it was swollen. She had a slightly split lip and her face was covered in grazes.

"Oh, baby." I said and bent down to her level.

"Momma?" She said quietly, and out stretched her arms to me. I picked her up and cradled her gently to my chest. Stacey stood up and let me sit on the stool with her. I kissed her curls while Stacey cleaned up a graze she had on her knee.

"Where are Amanda and the new woman?" Katie asked.

"They went to find some band aids. This first aid box has none left." Stacey explained.

"You are going to take Louie as well?" Katie asked me.

"Mmm… Probably." I replied, stroking Isla's hair.

A woman came in, she was about 20.

"Oh, you're Isla's mom?" She said, staring at me.

"Yes, I am." I replied, and kissed Isla's forehead.

"You taking her to hospital? Someone should look at her nose and lip." She said.

I nodded.

"Momma..." Isla murmured.

"Shhhh." I said, pushing her curls out of her little face.

"Where's Esme?" Stacey asked.

What?

"She's just getting some baby wipes…" Amanda said.

Esme... Esme was here? Wasn't sure what emotions I was feeling. Shock, happiness, sadness? I don't even know. Do I want to see her?

It's too late for that now.

The door opened and my grip tightened around Isla slightly. I saw the woman walk into the room, the woman I once saw as a mom. She looked at me, and her eyes held an emotion that I couldn't recognise. She looked kind of, proud?

"Esme…" I began.

"Bella..." She said.

She looked like she was trying to hide her emotions... I couldn't read her well. Maybe it's because of the other women in the room with us.

I bit my lip softly and buried my face in Isla's hair. I didn't know what to say to her.

"You know each other?" Stacey asked.

"Mmm..." I murmured.

"Bella, I've missed you so much." Esme said softly, and sat next to me. She put her arm around me. I stiffened slightly, not sure how to take the contact.

Amanda and Stacey watched awkwardly.

I just sighed into Isla's hair.

"Do you want me to go and get Louie for you?" Amanda asked.

"Yeah, I'd better take him too." I said. I stood up from Esme's hold and took Isla into the hall, following Stacey and Amanda. I could hear Esme following behind me. Gosh, this is so awkward. I just don't know what to say to her. I guess I was expecting this, sooner or later. I mean, we're all immortal, surely we would bump into each other but I wasn't expecting it so soon.

"I'll go and get him now." Amanda said and went up the stairs.

Stacey grabbed Isla's bag, which I took of her and she put Isla's coat on for her. She was still cuddled closely to my chest. I kissed her forehead and waited for Amanda to bring Louie down.

Amanda came down the stairs then, holding Louie.

"I'll take him out to your car for you, you can't carry them both." Amanda said, grabbing Louie's coat and bag.

"Hey buddy." I said to him, standing next to Amanda. He giggled softly and patted my face. Amanda put his coat and we went out to my car. I went to the side with Isla's car seat and gently put her in. I could see Esme stood at the front gates of the Day-care, beside Amanda who was holding Louie.

I buckled Isla in carefully and she tapped the side of my face. I looked up at her and she smiled softly at me. I kissed her forehead and she giggled. She was tired, I could tell.

"Stay awake baby." I said, I remembered Stacey telling me she'd hit her head and might have a concussion.

"Louie…" She said dreamily and tapped Louie's car seat next to her. I chuckled quietly.

"I'm going to get him now, okay?" I said, and kissed her cheek and climbed out. "Be right back."

I walked back up to Amanda and took Louie from her.

"Hope she's okay." Amanda said, passing me his bag.

"She's probably fine… It's just safe to make sure." I said. I bit my lip and Louie pulled on my hair.

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow…" I almost whispered. I was aiming this at Esme. I peeked up at her through my eye lashes and she gave me a small smile. I tried to return one but I just turned back to my car.

I put Louie in his car seat and he started gurgling to himself. He couldn't talk much at all yet. But he wasn't even one yet, to be fair.

"Are you okay, Isla?" I said, as I started the car and drove away from the day care.

"Yes." She said, she didn't sound as tired now.

"You tell momma if you feel sick, okay?" I told her.

"Okay." She said. She was now gurgling along with Louie, even though she could talk reasonably well.

I looked at her through the mirror. He nose was still slightly blue, but the bleeding had stopped. Her lip just looked like a small cut and that wasn't bleeding either. She had a quarter sized graze on her forehead which didn't look too bad. Overall, she wasn't really that badly hurt. I was just concerned about her forehead, which had a visible bump and was starting to bruise slightly.

I spent the rest of the drive thinking about Esme. If she is back then everyone else must be too… Would she tell them that she saw me? I guess my students were talking about the Cullens. I hope they aren't in any of my classes… I started to panic slightly and Isla and Louie looked curiously at me from behind as I tried to concentrate on driving. I took a deep breath.

I guess I would just have to wait and see what happens...

Carlisle POV

"Try not to fall of your bike again, Billy." I said to the young 8 year old boy in front of me. "You've broken 3 bones in the last 6 months."

"Sorry Doctor." He said politely.

"It's okay. Just be careful." I chuckled. "Off you go."

He smiled, took a lolly from the tub with his good hand, hopped of the bed and went out to see his parents.

"He's got a cast on that he needs to wear for 4 weeks, then he has to come back to see if it's healed or not." I said to his parents, as I walked out of my office in the hospital.

"Thanks so much, Doctor Cullen." His father said and took his sons good hand.

"Bye Billy." I said as he walked down the hallway, towards the exit of the hospital.

"Bye Doc!" He waved happily back.

I chuckled and walked up to the reception.

"Anything I can do?" I said to Laura, who was the receptionist.

"Erm… you could probably go and help out at the emergency room again. Apparently it's busy down there. Just go and ask Dr Smith if there's anyone you can take care of." She replied.

I nodded and smiled at her, and walked down to the Emergency room desk. I could smell something, it smelt sweet, and I recognised it. I couldn't work out what it was, I couldn't place it but I know I'd smelt it before. I shrugged it off, not thinking anything of it. When I got to the Emergency room, I walked up to Dr Smith, who was smiling at me.

"Ahh, thank god. We could do with an extra hand here." He said, looking at his clipboard.

"We have a possible broken rib in room 3, 9 year old with a mysterious rash in room 5, 1 year old with a fever in room 7. Oh, we also have a 2 year old who took a fall. Not sure what exactly is wrong with her. All it says is possible concussion."

"Which do you want me to take care of?" I said, politely. I wasn't bothered who I saw to, as long as I helped someone.

"Take the 2 year old. We don't know exactly what's up so she could probably do with being checked on." He said and pointed towards one of the rooms.

I took the paperwork from him and walked towards the room. I stopped outside and sniffed the air, which I usually did just to check I was in control; I didn't know how much blood there was going to be. I just wanted to be safe. The last thing my family needed right now was to move again, especially after Bell-

I stopped myself. I couldn't think about her. I felt like I failed, keeping her safe. She was my daughter, in many ways. Her real father didn't care anymore, she died alone.

I stopped thinking about her then; I couldn't afford to break down right now. I could hear 2 heartbeats in the room; they fluttered softly, one beating a little faster than the other. They sounded young. I noticed that the familiar smell I smelt before was coming from in here. I raised an eyebrow and turned the handle slowly. I opened the door and I was not expecting what I saw.

Bella POV

I was sat in a small hospital room, there was a bed but I was sat on the chair next to it, with Isla held to my chest. Louie was in his stroller and was playing with his feet. I had the stroller in the car and figured it would be easier to put him in while Isla got seen to.

The doctor left the room, saying that another doctor would be here to see us in a few minutes. I used my vampire senses to realise that he was busy next door, helping a man who had been in a car accident and was in pretty bad shape. Isla was playing gently with my hair, feeling it between her tiny fingers.

I stiffened when I smelt something familiar, it's like I should know the source, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I shrugged it off.

I kissed pulled Louie's stroller close to the chair to I could reach down and tickle his toes that he was playing with. He giggled and pushed my hands away. I smiled at him and he smiled back, showing his few teeth.

"Did you play at day care today?" I asked Isla.

She nodded and pulled her feet up onto my lap, which were wearing black converse that I'd brought her for her 2nd birthday last month. She started to tug at the laces.

"No, leave them on…" I said and she frowned at me.

"Take them off." She demanded and tugged at the laces again. I sighed and unlaced them and put them in the basket under the stroller.

She relaxed into me again and I kissed her forehead. I looked at Louie again, to see that he had fallen asleep. I smiled and pulled his blanket over him more. Isla was playing with my hair again.

I heard someone sniff outside the door. I sniffed myself, and I knew the scent but I just couldn't put my finger on it. I'm assuming it was the doctor, because they were still stood there.

I saw the doorknob turn slowly and the door opened.

There was the one and only, Carlisle Cullen.

I took one look at him and sighed. I should have been expecting him, I guess.

"Bella?" He asked.

"Yes?" I replied smoothly.

He walked in and shut the door behind him. He was looking and Louie, then Isla, and then me.

"I wasn't expecting to see you here."

"I guess I should have. Esme works at their day care..." I murmured.

"Oh, I'm guessing you spoke?"

"Not really. I wanted to get her checked out."

"Let's check her out then!" He turned to Isla and smiled at her. "What happened?"

"Erm, I'm not sure exactly. Apparently she got pushed down the slide." I explained.

"Okay." He said and started to feel her head and check her nose was okay.

He did this for a while and I just cuddled her close while he did. After about 2 minutes, he stood up and wrote something on his clipboard.

"She doesn't have a concussion, and her nose will just bruise. It's not broken. He lip will probably heal properly in about a week. She's fine. Nothing too serious." He explained.

I sighed in relief as he wrote some things down.

"What's her name?" He asked. "I just need to fill in the form."

"Isla Renee Swan…" I said and he smiled.

"Lovely name." He said.

He wrote down my name then hesitated.

"Fathers name?" He asked quietly.

"That's a really long story." I said and he looked at me.

"I have time." He said. "You know who he is, don't you?"

I laughed and nodded.

"Long story short, they're his." I said quickly and he raised an eyebrow.

"What? That's not possible; you haven't seen each other in 3 years."

"Don't remind me." I said and sighed. "I'll explain another time. I don't really want to talk about it."

He nodded in understanding and carried on filling in the form, missing out that box completely.

"That's everything." He said. He looked at Isla, who was now sleeping.

"She's beautiful, you know?" He said.

"I know." I smiled and kissed her head.

"So is he, what's his name?" He asked.

"Louie." I smiled and pulled his blanket up around him more in the stroller.

I stood up and held Isla, who was still sleeping on my hip and pushed the stroller out of the office and into the hospital corridor. I turned to Carlisle.

"Are the rest of…your family here as well?" I asked quietly.

"Yes, they're attending school here." He said. I grimaced.

"Is there a problem?"

"No...I just work at the high school…" I explained. "I would attend myself, but I'd have to go 5 days a week but with a job I only work 3 days. So I can spend more time with them."

"Do you want me to tell them?" He said. "That you're here and working there? I can tell them not to bother you."

I shook my head. "I might not even see them. I tend to get dumped with the dumb kids because I only work 3 days. And I doubt they're one of them."

He chuckled. "I'll probably see you again; you'll see Esme anyway, won't you?"

I nodded. "I'd better get going before they wake up."

I wanted to get out of here, I hated talking to him. I like him and everything, but it was bringing back memories of him. I swallowed the lump in my throat and walked out of the hospital and towards my car. I didn't even have to turn around to know that he was staring at me. I could feel his eyes burning into my back.

I put Isla in her car seat and pulled her own blanket up around her arms. I did the same with Louie. Then I got in my car and pulled out and drove away. I'd only gone about a half mile when I pulled over and emotionally broke down after the events that had happened today.

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