A/N: AshleyBatman hasn't made it betterly and awesomer yet. I might have to Karate chap her. I'll probably replace it when she does. And I'll probably get an earful for her not being able to be all smugly first. Oh well. The smug has been hugged enough. Bentley is for you Ash.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, even patience.


Saturday

Alice POV

"Uncle Carlisle!" I heard my daughter yell from the front room as I put down the dish I had been washing and walked to where she was now wrapped around one of her favorite man's neck.

"What have you been feeding her Alice? She's grown a foot. I think she might even be as tall as you."

"Ha Ha." I said sarcastically as I wiped my hands on the dish towel. "I've had to feed her cake for breakfast, lunch, and dinner lately, Mr. Every -five- year- old- needs- five- birthday- cakes."

"Hey. I'm not the only one who did that." Carlisle laughed as he sat down my daughter and took off his coat.

"Yes, but you are the only one who has yet to get yelled at for it. Emmett, Edward, and John already faced my wrath."

"Don't yell at Uncle Carlisle!" Faye yelled as she launched herself off the couch and onto Carlisle's back. I laughed but helped him pry her off as I redirected her back to her homework.

"So what do I owe this wonderful pleasure today sir?"

"Well, you know Esme and Emmett get back on Monday, and it's our anniversary and I wanted to make her a nice dinner..."

"Then you should be talking to Bella." I laughed as I gave him a pointed stare. "Or Sara Whitlock, or my mom..."

"Oh I know. But you know Esme loves Faye and I was just going to see if Faye wanted to go shopping with me today. Maybe pick out a present for her..."

I raised an eyebrow. Carlisle was horrible at lying and obviously that is what he was doing.

"What is this really about?"

"Hey. I'm offering to babysit and you're shooting me down?" He held his hands up in surrender in front of him

"Uncle Carlisle is going to babysit?" Faye yelled as she bounced around the door to the kitchen and sat in her chair at the table.

"Why yes Miss Faye, I am." Carlisle looked at me as if daring to object and I rolled my eyes and handed Faye her coat.

"Be good." I called after them as I headed upstairs to find something to do. I cleaned up Faye's room and had just put in a load of laundry when the phone rang. I danced to answer it and was glad to find that I had a client that wanted to meet with me. I offered to meet her that evening and when she jumped at the chance I started dragging out my books and piling them on the table. I had just put the last in place when the doorbell rang.

"Hi." A beautiful woman said as I opened the door. "I'm Maria Torres."

"I'm Mary Moore" I said using the name I conducted my business under. Mary was my mom's name as well so I only used it when she wasn't around and since my dad had divorced my mom a little over four years ago, I hadn't felt comfortable using my real last name. "It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." She said as she looked around the living room critically. "Do you have children?"

"Just one actually."

"How old is it?" She looked to the playpen that sat by the door for when Bella and Rose dropped by their youngest kids for my mom or me to look after.

"She's five now. Her birthday was a few days ago. That's for my best friends kids."

"Oh." She didn't say much else as I walked her into the kitchen and sat her down at the table. She listened intently as I went through my qualifications and my objectives. She told me she had talked to her fiancé about it and that she would love to have me help her prepare a June wedding. June was always my busiest month but I couldn't decline her seeing as if I did this right I might be able to expand my business out of Texas.

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" I asked after we had finished with everything.

"No thanks. I only drink certain kinds." She said as she smiled in what I could only assume was meant to be a polite way.

"Oh. Well then I guess I'll get to work on your wedding planning book and then I'll give you a call?"

"I guess so." She said as she waved goodbye and started to walk out the door. She stopped by the table that stood by the front door and looked at some of the pictures there. She turned to look at me for a brief second and then picked up one of the nearest pictures to her.

"Is this your daughter?" She held up the picture that Bella had given me. The one that made Faye look so much like her dad that it almost killed me to look at it.

"Yeah, that's her."

"She's...pretty." Maria wore an odd expression as she fingered the picture and then set it back in place.

"She looks like her dad."

"Well, I hope to meet him sometime." She said as she again walked toward the door.

"Good luck with that." I said as she smiled and left, walking quickly to her black rental car. I turned around, with nothing left to do I decided to take a bath.

I let the water run as hot as I could before I stepped into the tub, the bubbles smelled sickly sweet, like vanilla. Just the way I liked it. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the headrest as I tried my hardest to forget what today was. To forget that it was today I had first met Jasper and today that he had promised me forever. I played with the necklace around my neck again and breathed in and out deeply.

(Flashback)

"You have to tell him Alice." Rosalie said as she stood in front of me, pacing.

"And say what Rose? I miss you so much Jasper, that it hurts to breathe, oh and by the way I'm pregnant? Yeah cause that will go over so well."

"Alice, we'll be here with you the whole time." Bella rubbed my back as she sat beside me. I knew they were right, but how did I do this?

"You guys are right." I finally admitted. "But this isn't exactly something I can say in an email and since he won't answer my phone calls..."

"Then let's go to New York." Bella said, shocking Rose and I both.

"What?"

"I said, let's go to New York. We've got a week before school starts. I have some money saved up, and Rose, your parents don't care what you do." I couldn't believe that my logical best friend was saying this.

"She has a point." Rosalie said as she thought it through. "I'm going to book the tickets."

"No. You guys. What about my mom?"

"So we tell your mom."

I almost choked as I looked at my two best friends. "Excuse me?"

"Alice, you can't exactly hide a baby..." I knew they were right and I reached down to rest my hand on my tight stomach. I wasn't even that far along but my tiny body was already beginning to betray me.

"Of course you're right. But...let's not tell my mom at first. Let's just go, because after running away to New York, a baby is nothing." My tone was upbeat but my friends knew I was depressed and somehow they knew just what I needed as they threw themselves down on the bed and wrapped their arms around me.

"It'll be okay Alice." Bella whispered. "We love you."

"And, we're with you every step of the way. No matter what you choose." Rosalie said as she kissed my cheek.

(End of Flashback)

And that they had been. We went to New York two days later, but Jasper was no where to be found. After three days, we went home. They were there with me when I told my mom, who surprisingly took it better than I thought she would have. My dad on the other hand, he had been less than pleased. It was with my best friends, my mom, and my sister that I went to every doctors appointment, every Lamaze class, and it was with them that I decided to keep my baby girl. They had also been there when I walked (more like waddled) up to the Whitlock's door, seven month's pregnant and told them that they were going to be grandparents whether they liked it or not. They all found that funnier later on than I did. Blasted hormones. My best friends had been there when she was born and they were the first to hold her after I did. They stayed up at night with us and helped me through the difficult times when all I really wanted was a shoulder to cry on while someone else took care of my baby.

Faye had been flower girl in both Bella and Rosalie's weddings and Edward and Emmett had quickly become father figures to my daughter. The one she would most likely never have. When Carlisle and Esme moved into town and befriended the rest of the group, they were immediately smitten with Faye and who could blame them, she was a charmer. She had her own extended family in my friends and her own family loved her more than the sun. No one could meet Faye Marie Brandon and not love her. It was impossible. She had everything she could ever want or need, yet still, she was missing that one vital piece. The piece I would never be able to fill and as hard as everyone else tried, neither could they.

Faye knew about her dad. She knew that he didn't know about her and she knew why. I had vowed to never keep secrets from her and I was doing pretty good on that promise to myself. She knew that he lived in New York City and she knew that he had hurt me before he left, even if unintentionally. She knew all of that, and she seemed to understand it, enough for a five year old that is. An extremely smart five year old even. She knew that he would love her if he met her, who wouldn't, but she never talked about him. It was as if, he didn't matter to her. Even when she saw Edward play with Ava and Charlotte and baby Edward or Emmett spoil Gracie and Ethan, she never complained, she never asked about him. I should have felt happy, or relieved, but instead, I wanted nothing more than to take her to him. To show him what he had made. What we had made.

The front door slamming hard against it's frame woke me from my meditating and I waited for what was inevitably going to come soon enough.

"Alice!" I heard Cynthia come in the front door downstairs and I stood up, wrapping the towel around me as I went downstairs to see what was going on. Sighing as I went.

"What's up Cyn?"

"Where is Faye?" She asked quickly looking around the house.

"She's with Carlisle. Why?" Something about her look was off, but I couldn't quite put it. She seemed emotional, but as a seventeen year old girl, she was always emotional. I know I had been, even before the pregnancy hormones had kicked in.

"Oh" She said as a look of relief flooded her face. "No reason. I just..thought I saw her playing down the street in that weird kids yard. Just checking."

"The Newton's son isn't weird." I said in defense of Mike and Lauren's son, Bentley.

"He eats dirt."

"Lots of kids eat dirt. Bella did once."

"On a dare." Cynthia snorted.

"You ate dirt." I laughed as I walked into the kitchen to get something to eat.

"After you force fed it to me." My dear little sister said as she hopped up onto the counter and dangled her legs over the edge. It was times like this I was envious of her almost six foot tall figure.

"I didn't force feed you anything..."

"Whatever sis. I've got to get ready. I've got a date tonight."

"Oh...really? Who is the lucky fellow this time?"

"Carson Raleigh." She replied dreamily and I tried not to laugh at her. "Oh, by the way, Hannah called last night."

"Yeah?" I asked as I finished my apple and threw the core in the bin beneath the sink.

"Uh huh. She said that Faye can't come over this weekend."

"What? Why?" I spun around and looked at my sister. Faye loved going to her grandparents house every weekend, it was the highlight of her week most of the time, and it was to the Whitlock's as well.

"I don't know. Johnny's sick or something. They don't want Faye to get it." That would explain it. I shrugged and pushed off of the counter, heading back upstairs to drain the tub. I didn't want to be the one to tell Faye that she wouldn't be going to her grandparent's house this weekend, but of course, I would be. I was always the one to let her down. Sometimes it didn't seem fair, but then again, I guess I should know by now that life is never fair.


A/N: Bentley is amazing. Again, another sneak peek for a review. Shout out to Carson Raleigh..who is really from Fritch and also some sort of cousin of mine.
Besos.