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Learner drivers!

At four years old Charlie and Beth were just as much trouble as they had always been and I loved them for it. It's what made them, them. Most of the time Beth was either playing dress up with Alice or in our large library, pouring over various books. She had already read about half of them and not only read fiction but the non-fiction books as well. She had a fascination with biology and was constantly spurting facts about it.

Charlie, on the other hand, was more artistic. He was constantly playing his drums or drawing and he was quite an accomplished artist for a four-year old. Although he had quite an aggressive temper it only came in small bursts and it didn't take much to distract him from it.

"Come on, Charlie. It's time for bed." I called to him as he sat on the sofa with his eyes glued on the television screen, barely acknowledging the world around him.

"Mmhmm." He mumbled but kept his eyes on the TV.

"Charlie." I said again, finally gaining his attention as he managed to tear his eyes from the screen. "Bed." I stated and he jumped off the sofa. He sulked past me with his shoulders hunched and his head down and walked up the stairs to his room, stomping his feet harder than need be.

I rolled my eyes at his attitude and ran past him up the stairs towards the library where I knew Beth was most likely to be found. I slowly pushed open the door to the library; it was two stories high with floor to ceiling, wall to wall helves full of all different kinds of books. I spent most of my time in here but certainly not as much time as Beth. Whenever she wasn't sleeping or having biology lessons with Carlisle, she would be in here reading for hours on end.

I stepped into the large room and spotted Beth lying on the floor on her stomach in the middle of the room with a large pile of books beside her and one open in front of her. There were lots of books floating around the room, either heading towards Beth or back to the shelves as she moved them with her power, barley concentrating on them.

She looked up from her book and as soon as she saw me the stack of books sitting beside her immediately became air born and floated back to their correct places. That was something Beth was adamant about, she was an extremely tidy person and preferred that everything went in a specific place so it would be easier to find. That was one of the reasons she didn't like Charlie using any of her things, he always put them back in the 'wrong' place.

She walked past me and up another set of stairs towards her room which was right beside Charlie's on the floor above this one. I walked up the stairs slowly, as she ran at vampire speed up to her room, and walked down the corridor to her room before going to check on Charlie. He was usually very tricky when it came to bedtime.

I walked through his open door and saw him sleeping soundly, lying on his back on his bed. His room was composed of various shades of blue, ranging from the midnight blue carpet to the light blue walls, the bedspread was also blue. A small desk sat on one side of the room, opposite his bed. His drum kit sat in the corner opposite the door and an art easel sat beside it with various pieces of paper resting on it.

I heard quiet footsteps walking down the corridor and turned around to see Edward standing behind me with his crooked grin on his face. I returned his smile and walked into Charlie's room, curious of what drawings he had created recently. I made my way over to his easel with Edward close beside me and picked up the pieces of paper on it, shifting through them slowly as I took in every detail of his pictures.

There were about a dozen drawings in all and the detail to them was amazing, they were so life like it was almost as if they were photographs or even the real thing. "Wow." I breathed out as I looked through the drawing one by one. One was of Alice and Beth, just after they had been playing dress up it would seem, by the look of happiness on both their faces. Another was of me and Edward; we were standing side be side, his arm around my waist as we looked into each others eyes. Most of them were just pictures of different people in our family interacting naturally with each other but I wasn't sure how he managed to get all these pictures. I had never seen him drawing anywhere other than in his room so the only other explanation was that he was doing it from memory. My suspicions were confirmed when I saw the last picture; it was of Jasper and Emmett fighting, and I knew Charlie wouldn't have been able to draw that in that small amount of time they would have held that position, never mind the fact that when the two of them are wrestling you should try and get as far away from them as possible.

"Don't do that." I lifted my head and looked towards Charlie as he mumbled, his eyes still firmly shut. A smile spread across my face and I glanced at Edward to see him watching Charlie with a smile on his face as well. Probably remembering when he used to watch me talk in my sleep when I was human. "Daddy, what are you doing?" Charlie questioned, rolling onto his side. "Don't eat the polystyrene."

I bit back the laugh that was threatening to escape me and I raised my eyebrows at Edward in question. He chuckled quietly, clearly amused by Charlie's sleepy ramblings. Now, I know why Edward like listening to me sleep talking and watching me sleep so much. I placed the drawings back on the easel and walked silently out of the room with Edward behind me.

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A couple of days later I was at the edge of the front lawn of the house, at the edge of the forest. On one of the trees closest to the house was a swing that Edward had put up for Charlie and Beth but I liked to come here and read or just to think. It was extremely peaceful and calming at the edge of the woods, just the sound of birds in the trees and small animals in the forest. Of course, they were all pretty far away from me, deep within the trees, because I was considered a threat, being a vampire.

I could hear the sounds of piano notes coming from inside the house and instantly knew that it was Beth not Edward who was playing. Edward usually played classical music, soft and soothing, whereas Beth would play something much more upbeat and energetic, much like her personality actually. She had her very own baby grand piano in her room and only occasionally played on it, preferring to read more.

I pushed my legs gently against the ground, causing the swing to move back and forth slowly as I looked at the front of the house. I heard the sound of a car starting; the Volvo to be precise, from inside the garage at the other side of the house and a frown fell upon my face. It was only me, Edward, Beth and Charlie at home today because the rest of the family had gone out hunting for the weekend so nobody should be driving a car. Why wouldn't Edward tell me if he was going out?

The screeching of tired echoed through the silence and the silver car came racing along the drive before swerving across the lawn and crashing into a tree. I jumped off the swing and ran over to the wreckage, just a few feet from it. It was safe to say that the Volvo would never be the same again. It was basically wrapped around the tree trunk, the entire bonnet crumpled with the impact. It must have been going at, at least 80mph so it was a wonder that the tree was still standing.

It was obvious something was wrong; Edward would never hit a tree, or drive like that in the first place. My suspicions were confirmed when the door opened and the perpetrator jumped out of the car, unscathed, to study the damage. Charlie.

He stood frowning at the squashed car, tapping his finger against his lips as he thought. Appearing to notice my presence, he spun around quickly to face me, guilt clouding his expression and stepped to the side, apparently trying to hide the damage from me. Too late.

"Charlie…" I said warningly as I looked from him to the car and back again.

"Yes?" He asked innocently.

"How did that happen?" I asked though I knew very well how. He was four, no where near old enough to drive a car never mind tall enough. I also had my suspicions as to how he managed to get the keys for it in the first place but I was determined to make him admit it first.

"How did what happen?" He said, hedging my questioning.

"Oh, maybe the fact that your father's car is now wrapped around a tree and you're the one who was diving." The small frown on his face deepened and he dropped his gaze to his feet.

"He gave me the keys." He mumbled under his breath.

"Really? And, why did he do that?" I questioned. I knew he would tell me soon enough. Charlie had a strong sense of right and wrong…most of the time, and had not once told a lie so it was inevitable that he would confess sooner or later.

"Because I asked him."

"And?" I pressed on, watching him as he shuffled nervously from foot to foot.

"There's a possibility I may have…persuaded him." He muttered quietly. I was right, he did use his gift.

I nodded and turned my head towards the house slightly. "Edward?" I said his name at conversational volume but I knew he would be able to hear me anyway.

"Yes, Be—" He appeared in the front door way and cut himself off as he took in the scene before him. "What happened?" He asked looking at me and I inclined my head towards Charlie who was still standing with his head bowed.

"Do you have something to say, Charlie?" I asked expectantly.

He lifted his head slightly but kept his eyes fixed on the ground. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I won't abuse my power by asking if I can borrow your car then crash it into a tree ever again." He said remorsefully but there was something about how he said the last part that made me slightly suspicious; As if he had every intention of asking for the car again but was determined not to total it by crashing it into a tree. I honestly wouldn't put it past him to do that, actually.

"Good. Now, Charlie, go into the house while we discuss your punishment." I said and he disappeared into the house. Frankly, I wasn't bothered about the car but he could have hurt himself or someone else because of his actions and we needed to make sure he didn't do it again, at least until he had a drivers licence.

I turned to look at Edward who was now standing beside me, staring at his car in shock. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist. "I think it's beyond even Rosalie's power to fix it." I said looking at the squished car.

Edward seemed to break out of his daze and chuckled slightly, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing the top of my head. "You have a point." He agreed. "We'll have to keep a closer eye on Charlie." He muttered and I nodded in agreement. From now on, we were going to have to keep a very close eye on Charlie.

A/N: I hoped you liked it! The next chapter is going to be Beth and Charlie's first day of school…

Since I got 15 reviews for the last chapter I would like to have that amount for this one as well before I update next and remember, whoever reviews gets a sneak peek of the next chapter!