A/N: Sorry it's been so long... I haven't been much in the writing mood lately. So... Here's the fun part...

I am not continuing this story. Sorry. This is all I got before I decided to quit it completely. If you want to read about some great Carlisle/Edward love, go to my other story at my profile. It's called "Better Than Fire."

I will update that one soon.

I'm also working on a new story. A comedic one with Edward, Jasper, and Emmett. (No slash probably. Sorry.)

So, thanks for reading, but I'm not into this story anymore.

MAD LOVE TO ALL YOU WHO HAVE READ THIS!

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A thousand different emotions emitted from Edward as he spoke those three words. Shame, guilt, regret, sorrow, pain, respect, love... Love. That was a the hardest emotion for Edward to allow himself to feel.

Jasper's mind was blank. He couldn't think of a response. The one thing that did come to mind was: Carlisle?

Edward gave a sheepish smile. "I know that sounds really strange. That's because you aren't aware of the story behind it."

"I'm listening," Jasper reluctantly replied.

"Well, there's the story Carlisle tells everyone about why I was changed. Then, there's what really happened." Edward gave a nervous smile and began. "He tells the story that my mother begged him to save me, to do what was in his power to save me. That's true but there's more.

"When I first entered the hospital, I was conscious obvoiusly, which gave me a chance to get to know my caregivers, gave me a chance to get to know Carlisle. We became close while I was still conscious. To tell the truth, I developed feelings for him, and after he changed me, I found out he did too. He considered saving me, changing me, before it was certain I would die, but once my mother asked him to, he knew he had no other choice.

"For the first three years of my new life, Carlisle and I were lovers. We were content. We went about our lives. We lived in Wisconsin at the time, in Ashland. We let the outside world believe we were family, or some nonsense, to make it accepted. They thought whatever they pleased. We were too happy amongst ourselves to care of the beliefs of others.

"Our happy love affair ended in 1921 when he changed Esme. I love Esme. She's become like a mother to me, Carlisle a father, but at that time, her very existence was poison to me, to us, to our love. He fell in love with her. I was devastated, of course; I'd thought it would only be Carlisle and I for the rest of eternity, but... I couldn't bring myself to hate him, he who was a part of me, my creator. So, I stayed with them. It pained me to be away from Carlisle.

"I lived with them for 6 years. I stayed as long as I could, but one day, I realized something: he loved her, not me. He never would care for me in that way again. So, I left. This came to be known as my 'rebellious stage', when we tell everyone I rebelled against the vegetarian ways..." A chuckle. "I did sample in vigilant ways; I did kill those deserving while I was on my own, but after a few years, 4 or so, I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't kill anymore or be away from my family anymore. I went back to Carlisle and Esme, my mother and my father. I had forgiven them by then. They welcomed me home. That's it."

Jasper stared at Edward for a moment. He was confused but mostly overwhelmed. The perspective he'd always had was shattered. Carlisle and Edward - the loving son and the doting father - were ex-lovers. And Esme - the perfect mother - had been the other woman - a homewrecker of sorts. His mind began to race. The pieces of the puzzle, which he had thought he'd put together properly, had been shifted, revealing the true picture hidden within the components.

Edward remained silent, alowing Jasper to let it all sink in. Jasper's mind seemed to be following a logical path. Shock, confusion, denail, consideration...

"Does anybody else know about this?" Jasper broke the silence. Strange that it would be his first question.

"Not entirely," Edward said. "Of course, Esme knows there is something, but she doesn't know what it is. Alice has an idea, but given her ability, it's hard to keep anything from her. Rose is oblivious. Emmett, though -" A pause. "- Emmett is very... perceptive. He's aware of much more than the others." He chuckled. "His mind is an interesting place."

"Do you think... Would Alice have seen..." Jasper hesitated, phrasing his question carefully. "You konw Alice's power as well as she does. Do you think she saw what happened? What we were going to do?" His last statement cause a shy smile to spread across his face. What we might still do...

Great note to end it on, right? So, review? And check out my other stories!!!