A/N: Sorry for not updating in ages! Twelve Days of Christmas just took all my time, sorry :)

On the plus side, here's a long chapter. Enjoy!


Edward:

Bella's manically running around the house, trying to make everything perfect for her parents. I've told her numerous times it looks fine, but she won't listen. I gave up, so now I'm just watching SpongeBob Squarepants with Eric and Nessie.

"Edward, can you get that?" Bella calls out when there's a knocking at the door.

"But SpongeBob's on!" I whine.

"Edward!" Bella shouts out, her voice a warning of worse to come if I don't get that door.

"Of course, love!" I shout back, getting up and walking to the front door. Eric's snickering so I shoot him a glare.

I open the front door to reveal Charlie and Renée, Bella's parents. They only have a small suitcase each, which might suggest they rush packed. Or that they aren't planning on spending long here.

"Charlie and Renée, what a pleasure to see you both," I grin, giving Renée a quick hug and Charlie a hand shake. "Let me take your luggage," I pick up Renée's, but Charlie stops me from picking up his.

"I can handle mine, son," Charlie smiles tightly, picking up his suitcase.

I carry Renée's into the hallway, and Charlie places his next to it. Bella's currently changing the covers on our bed, which is where her parents will be sleeping. Bella and I have to deal with the sofa for a few nights.

"Grandma! Grandpa!" Nessie shouts, running towards them and hugging them both. This sets a reaction off with all the kids, who soon coming pouring into the hallway. I would say they love their grandparents, but I think they love the fact they're spoilt when they're around more.

"God, it seems like there are more of you," Charlie chuckles, trying to hug as many kids as possible.

"Mum, Dad, I see the kids have seen you've arrived," Bella walks down the stairs, looking at us all gathered in the hallway.

"We need a word with you, Bells," Charlie says pointedly, becoming more serious.

"Go tidy your rooms, kids, grandma and gramps need rest," Bella orders. There's a loud sigh but with a little nudging they all go upstairs and off to their rooms.

"Do you want me to…?" I mutter, gesturing towards the stairs.

"No, he's staying with me," Bella states, grabbing hold of my hand and squeezing tightly.

"Let's go in the living room," Renée suggests, walking off into the living room. She seems more nervous than Charlie, though they're both equally on edge.

Bella and I follow them in, and sit on the sofa opposite them. I notice a gap between Renée and Charlie on the sofa, who are usually very close to one another.

"So…I found out something two days ago, that I think you should know, Bells," Charlie begins, taking a deep breath.

"What is it? You're not getting a divorce, are you?" Bella asks suddenly, looking worried. I wrap an arm around her to try to soothe her.

"That's not what this is about," Charlie simply says. Renée looks distraught while Bella doesn't look at all soothed.

"Is that a yes or a no?" she demands, her eyes filling with tears.

"It's a maybe," Charlie replies calmly.

"What? Why?" Bella chokes out. I run my hand up and down her arm in hopes of calming her.

"Because…" Charlie looks down, as if trying to find words. "Because Renée was forced to tell me that, before we had you, she was pregnant." Bella gasps openly, and even I'm a little shocked.

"You were pregnant?" Bella gapes at her mother.

"Yes, and…and I had a son," Renée breaks down crying, while Charlie just sits there.

"What? Dad, how could you not know?" Bella asks.

"There's something your mother and I never told you. When she was 16 and I was 17, our parents forced us apart. Renée's mother moved her away, I never knew why, well, now I do. And so, for two years, we never saw each other. I can't believe I've only just found out that the reason we were separated was because your mother knew you were pregnant," Charlie shakes his head in despair.

"So, um, what happened to the baby? The boy?" Bella asks nervously, grabbing my hand.

"My mother made me give him up for adoption," Renée admits sadly.

"How, uh, how did you find out about the child, then?" Bella asks her father.

"Imagine my surprise when a man turns up on the doorstep claiming to be my son," Charlie huffs. I have to suppress laughter at the scene I'm imagining. "Anyway, he said all he knew was that his mother's name was Renée Dwyer, and his father's name was Charlie Swan. Someone, he found us," Charlie finishes explaining.

"Wait, so, what's his name? Can I meet him?" Bella asks eagerly. "Does he…um, have another family?" Bella mumbles the last bit sadly.

"His name is Jacob Swan, and no, he doesn't have another family. Which was why he was so relentless when searching for us," Renée explains.

"What does he do for a living? How old is he? Does he have a wife, children?" Bella hurriedly asks.

"He's a mechanic, owns his own business and he's 41. And he said he does have a wife, Leah, and they have children. He didn't mention names, he said we could come and meet them," Renée tells us, tears in her eyes.

"Where does he live?" Bella asks yet another question. I can't believe she has a brother.

"Here in New York. That's part of the reason for our impromptu visit," Charlie replies.

"Does that mean we can meet him today?" Bella asks, looking beyond excited.

"It might…overwhelm him," Renée cautiously says.

"Does he know about me?" Bella says.

"Yes, of course. He was more than a little shocked when he found out his sister was a big actress," Renée chuckles for the first time since she's been here.

"Please, please can we meet him? He doesn't have to meet all the kids, just Edward and me!" Bella pleads desperately with her parents.

"Or just Bella," I suggest, shrugging.

"What? Why?" Bella looks at me, frowning.

"I'm screwing his sister. I punched Jasper when I first found out about him and Alice," I tell her. I mean, I was only 17, meaning Alice was 15 and Jasper was 18. He broke the bro-code.

"I think he'll get over that when I tell him we're married," Bella replies, as if I'm stupid.

"I wouldn't be too sure," I tell her.

"Who'd look after your kids if we went to visit Jacob?" Charlie asks.

"My mum wouldn't mind," I offer. Mum loves my kids.

"Are you sure?" Renée verifies.

"Sure, I'll call her now," I tell them.

I walk out of the room and call my mum, who says her and dad would be more than happy to look after our kids for the afternoon. When I return to the living room Bella asks me to gather up all the kids, so I go around all their rooms.

Which takes ages.

Remind me again why I wanted a big family?

"Can we still have ice cream?" Nessie asks, pouting. Mum and Dad walk inside then, so, very loudly, I reply to her question.

"I'm sure nanny and grandpa will buy all of you ice cream," I chuckle, smiling extra wide for Mum and Dad.

"But you have about fifty kids!" Dad grumbles. I just laugh some more.

"Hope everything goes well, honey," Mum kisses my forehead and ruffles my hair, before rounding up all the kids and leaving with them.

Once they're all gone, Bella and I get in our smaller car with her parents in the back. We put the address they tell us into the satnav, and begin the journey across New York. It's about a twenty minute drive away, and it's mostly silent in the car.

"What if he doesn't like me?" Bella frets, suddenly looking nervous.

"Darling, I'm sure he'll love you. He's just shocked about his new family," Renée comforts Bella. I pull up at a house, which Renée confirms is Jacob's. Apparently he showed them a picture.

I park up the car and we all get out and walk towards the front door. Renée knocks first, while Bella and I wait back a little bit. The door slowly opens, to reveal a very muscular, tanned man. He has short brown hair and brown eyes, both identical in colour to Bella's. His muscles could almost rival Emmett's. Though, the tanned skin is the complete opposite of Bella's pale complexion.

He greets Renée and Charlie with a large smile and a big hug for both of them, and then notices us standing behind them.

"Oh. Uh, hey?" Jacob gives us a little wave while Renée and Charlie move out of the way.

"Hey. I'm Bella," Bella moves forward a little, though Jacob removes all the tension by pulling her in for a big hug.

"Yeah, my little sis, right?" Jacob asks and so Bella nods a little.

"And this is Edward, my husband," Bella points me out to Jacob. I sweat a little. He's huge!

"Hey man," Jacob grins, giving me a manly hug.

He invites us all inside, and we all sit in his living room.

"Leah! We have some guests!" Jacob shouts as he joins us in the living room. "Leah's my wife, by the way," Jacob tells us all.

"Do you have any children?" Bella asks, grabbing my hand.

"Yeah, three of them. Seth, who's 16, Bree, who's 13 and Embry, who's 9," Jacob says to us.

"Can I meet them? Maybe not today, but, you know, some day?" Bella asks eagerly.

"Of course. I hear you two have a large family," Jacob chuckle.

"Yeah, we have five of them, and are expecting another," I tell him, resting my hand on Bella's stomach.

"Woah, that's a lotta kids," Jacob nods, laughing. A woman with short, black hair enters the room then, looking equally as tanned as Jacob. "Hey babe, this is Renée and Charlie Swan, my parents, and Bella and Edward, my sister and brother in law," Jacob announces proudly.

"Hey, I'm Leah, Jacob's wife," Leah introduces herself, holding her hand out to shake Bella's, but Bella just hugs her.

"I'm Bella," Bella says, letting go of Leah. Leah goes and sits next to Jacob, who wraps his arm her.

We spend the afternoon talking and getting to know Jacob and Leah, who together run their own mechanics business.

"Dad…who are these people?" A boy asks as he walks into the room.

"Seth, this is my family," Jacob grins proudly. Seth looks puzzled.

"Not being rude Dad, but…um…" Seth trails off.

"Yeah, I found them!" Jacob then proceeds to point to everyone and tell Seth who each of us are.

"Woah, you're that famous actor," Seth nods at me, looking impressed.

"Yep, I'm that famous actor," I chuckle and nod along with him.

"Can I get your autograph?" Seth asks.

"Sure," I shrug, looking for some paper and a pen.

"Wait, you're related to my dad?" Seth suddenly asks, looking even more impressed.

"Sorta. I'm married to his sister." Only when I tell him this does he seem to notice Bella.

"Wicked! You're my aunty then?" Seth says, looking over at Bella.

"I guess so," she smiles at him.

"This is well weird," Seth comments, sitting down on a sofa and getting out his phone.

"Could you get Bree and Embry in here?" Jacob asks his son.

"But dad…" Seth begins to whine.

"But son…just do it," Jacob laughs, shooing his son. Seth walks just outside the room, before shouting out Bree and Embry. There's a thudding on the stairs, before soon enough there are two new faces in the living room.

"Mum, what's going on?" The girl, Bree, asks Leah.

"Your dad found his family," Leah smiles, patting her lap. Bree goes over and sits there.

Jacob then goes on to tell his two other children all about finding his new family, and explaining how we're all related.

"We should do a family tree," I joke, since we have a massive family. "Wait, so how are you all related to Alice and Jasper?" Everyone looks at me like I've just made everything ten times more confusing. Which I probably have.

"Who are Alice and Jasper?" Jacob asks, raising his eyebrows.

"Um, well, Alice is my sister, Jasper is her husband, and they have three kids. Mary, Charlotte and Peter," I explain to everyone.

"We should have one big family reunion thing," Bella comments, nodding.

"Rosalie and Emmett should probably be invited too," I think about them and their family then.

"Who are Rosalie and Emmett?" Jacob asks, looking even more confused.

"They're not actually related, just friends. With two kids, Lily and Max," I try to explain to them.

I take a few minutes to try to explain to everyone all about mine and Bella's friends and family, but it looks as though Jacob and his family are a little overwhelmed with the news of all their new relatives.

"Sorry, we're just not used to such a large family. My parents died when I was 3, and I don't have any siblings," Leah explains to us.

"That's decided, then," Bella announces firmly. "Are you all free tomorrow? Edward and I can hold a family reunion over at our house. We have a large garden we can all fit in." Bella goes on to write down our address for them, and exchanges her mobile number with Jacob and Leah.

"Will we get to meet your children?" Seth asks us.

"Of course. And Alice and Jasper's. Though you'll be the oldest," I chuckle and tell him.

"We should probably get going now. It was amazing to finally meet you, Jacob," Bella says, giving her older brother another hug.

"Ditto," I add.

"I think it's a little too late to give you the older brother talk. Since my sister has already had a ton of children," Jacob jokes while I sigh in relief.

Bella and I wait in the car because Renée and Charlie want to spend a minute having a word with Jacob. I can't imagine how it'd feel to find out you had another child after all these years.

As soon as we're home Bella begins planning everything, getting Marie to help with some things. Renée and Charlie go to our room to have a conversation, though things are looking tense between the two of them. I try to put myself in Charlie's place, thinking of what I'd do if Bella told me we actually had another child.

"Daddy, are they nice?" Eric asks, walking into the living room where I'm sat watching a baseball game.

"Are who nice, son?" Oh god, I sounded like my father when I called him son. Dad always calls me 'son'.

"That Jacob guys family," Eric says, still looking a little confused.

"They're all very welcoming. And, that Jacob guy has a son close to your age, you know." At this, his eyes light up a little.

"Really? How old is he?" Eric asks, shuffling closer. He's so predictable.

"He's called Embry and he's 9 years old," I tell him. "You got any paper? We could make a family tree. How about that?" I offer. He nods, quickly running out the room, presumably to get paper and pens.

When he returns, he's holding what looks like's Marie's pencil case, and a big piece of A3 white card. He sets it down on the ground, and hands me a pen.

"Well, we need to start with the oldest members in our family," I tell Eric. I've never actually done a family tree before, but this sounds like a logical place to start.

"Gramps and grandma, then?" Eric asks.

"Yeah, but we should probably put their proper names. We'll put my parents first," I suggest, writing down Esme Cullen and Carlisle Cullen. I also put their ages, 64 and 68, next to it. Then, spaced over on the other side of the paper, I write down Bella's parents. Renée Swan and Charlie Swan, and their ages 67 and 68.

"Who next? You and Aunty Alice?" Eric questions, passing me a different colour pen.

"Yep, we draw a line joining my parents, and then down to Alice and me," I tell him, drawing in this line in a black marker pen. Then, I write down Alice Whitlock-34 and Edward Cullen-36.

"How do you show marriage?" Eric asks.

"We'll draw another line, maybe in blue?" I suggest. He hands me a blue marker pen, so I draw a line and then write Isabella Cullen-36 next to my name and Jasper Whitlock-37 next to Alice's name.

"Us now?" Eric suggests.

"Nope, Jacob and his wife now," I tell him, writing down Jacob Swan-41 and Leah Swan-39. "Now the kids," I ruffle his hair and write down all of the children in the right places. It's a bit of a squeeze to fit in all of mine and Bella's, though.

"What about Uncle Emmett and Aunty Rosalie? And Lily and Max?" Eric asks, just as the phone rings.

"Let me get that," I tell him, holding up a finger to show I'll be a minute.

"Trying to get in mums good books?" Eric shouts out.

"Always!" I shout back, chuckling a bit. "Hello?" I answer the phone.

"Uh, hi? Bella said something about a family reunion tomorrow, does she know?" Emmett asks, sounding confused. I'm just as confused.

"What? Does she know what?" I ask, frowning.

"Why are we invited? We're not family?" Emmett questions.

"You're practically family," I wonder why he's suddenly questioning this. "Do you know about Bella?" I gasp.

"What is there to know?" Emmett asks.

"What's there to know about you?" I retort, since Bella said she wanted to surprise everyone tomorrow with the revelation of Jacob.

"It's not about me, not really. More about Rosalie," Emmett mutters, sounding confused himself.

"Um…ok?" I don't really know what else to say. My head hurts from all the revelations of today.

"Edward, if I tell you, would you promise not to tell anyone," Emmett asks seriously.

"No. Bella can get anything out of me. I'm a bit of a blabbermouth," I admit. I think any new information would just cause my head to either explode or implode.

"Emmett, give me the phone," I hear Rosalie demand in the background.

"Are you sure Rosie?" Emmett confirms.

"Yes." There's quiet, so I presume the phone is being passed over from Emmett to Rosalie. "Hi, Edward, it's me, Rose."

"Um, hi. I'm more than a little confused," I chuckle into the phone

"Yeah, well, join the club," Rosalie huffs in annoyance. Now I'm confused and scared. "I just found out my father had a second family."

"What? So he…" I trail off, realising I was just about to point out he cheated on Rosalie's mum.

"He cheated on my mum. You're never gonna guess who his other family is though," Rosalie says, a bitter chuckle sounding out.

"If it's Emmett, that's just weird and wrong," I scrunch up my nose just thinking about it.

"Ew! No! Ew! Oh god, that's horrible!" Rosalie shouts down the phone to me. "No, apparently, my father is also Jasper's father," Rosalie says. She sounds serious but…she can't be. Can she?

"Good one," I pretend to chuckle down the phone. "I don't get it," I tell her, stopping the fake laughter.

"You know what? Neither do I," Rosalie sighs, sounding pretty stressed. "Jasper only found out today, because his father, David, who, up until now, thought was his real father, somehow found out. He left Jasper's mother, who was then forced to tell Jasper the name of his real father. Which just so happened to be Royce Hale, my father." Woah. That's some story.

"This is…crazy. How are you feeling? How's Jasper?" I ask. Man, today has made me reflect on my family so much.

"Jasper's pissed, I'm shocked, and my mum, Lillian, is ready to murder someone," Rosalie explains bitterly.

"Holy shit…so you and Jasper are half siblings?" I blow out a large breath, trying to wrap my head around things.

"I guess so. Wait, does this mean all six of us are related in some way? Because, you're the brother of my half-brother's wife and-" Rosalie begins, but I stop her. For the sake of my head.

"How about we not get into that right now?" I suggest, and hear her chuckle on the other side. "Right now I'm making a family tree, I'll draw all this on," I say to her.

"A family tree? How come?" Rosalie inquires.

"It's an incredibly long story," I sigh.

"Ok, I should probably go now. Em's getting hungry," Rosalie laughs at her husband.

"Bye, see you tomorrow. That's gonna be a fun day," I hang up the phone and place it back down.

I smell food cook, so I hunt out Bella in the kitchen. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I sigh and breathe her in, trying to relax. I turn her around so I can kiss her, but the moment is cut short when Charlie enters, asking when tea is.

Only once everyone is in bed – including Renée and Charlie – do I tell Bella about my phone call with Rosalie. Since we're still in the living room, I take the family tree, and add on Rosalie, connecting her which a dotted line to Jasper.

"We should unveil it tomorrow, maybe it'll lessen some peoples headaches," Bella jokes, snuggling up to me on the rather uncomfortable sofa bed.

"Today has been…so weird," I reply, glancing down at the family tree.

"I woke up an only child," Bella mumbles, turning to face me.

"I woke up not having to worry about my wife having any muscular siblings who might want to castrate me for screwing their sister," I reply.

"Castrate you, huh?" Bella smirks, rolling on top of me.

"Is this such a wise idea? With your parents upstairs and…" I point towards the sofa bed. It creaks if you so much as lift a finger.

"I can be quiet," Bella offers hopefully, grinding against my growing erection. Devil woman.

"No you can't," I point out, raising an eyebrow.

"Fine," Bella mutters. She pauses, but then quickly pulling down both of our clothes. I don't have time to blink or attempt to stop her before she's sinking down on me, moaning loudly at the feeling.

"Bella!" I hiss, though groan at the feeling.

"What? You gonna have to spank me for being a naughty girl?" she winks at me, taking off her top. Fuck, she's hot.

"Fuck it," I mutter, sitting up a bit and grabbing her tits.

What's that saying? If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.

Which I accomplish by flipping us over, and giving it to her good and hard.


A/N: What do you think about all the revelations of this chapter? :O

Now, since the whole family fiasco might seem a bit confusing, I've added all the appropriate people to the family tree I created at the start of the story. So, if you want to see the family tree, check out my blog (link on my profile)

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