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thanks to my reviewers

So I realize the last chapter was really long. This story seems to give me trouble finding chapter endings.

I was asked who the older twin is and it's Edward by a second or two. Though Alice firmly believes it's the other way around.

Chapter 7,

The day had started like any day. Carlisle woke his twins and got them ready for school. Edward was as usual the easiest to wake up. He woke up and stretched. He shuffled into the bathroom and as Carlisle was struggling to wake Alice up he started the shower.

"Dad five more minutes," Alice moaned.

"Alice it's the last day of school and you have to look nice today."

"I always look nice," Alice argued.

"That's a lie!" Edward called from the bathroom.

Edward be nice to your sister

He could practically hear his eyes roll. "Alice I have to graduate this afternoon and you two are going to be there."

"I don't wanna," Alice moaned. "I'm sick."

"Yeah right, Alice Mary Cullen you wake up this moment!"

"You aren't going to make it to graduation anyway so I don't know why you're stressing. Besides, school is cancelled."

"I don't believe that," Carlisle said prodding her shoulders. "Alice you are in fourth grade and way too old for this!"

"Go watch the news dad," Alice ordered groggily.

"You better be up in five minutes."

Carlisle walked out and smiled when he heard the door open and he picked up the scent of apples. He turned around and met the soft lips of his girlfriend.

"Kid's ready?" she asked.

"Alice thinks that school is going to be cancelled."

"Oh it is," Esme said, "the school is flooded."

"Told you!" Alice called.

"Did you see the papers today?" Esme asked.

"Not yet," Carlisle sighed, "coffee?"

"Sure."

Esme went to pour a cup and she handed the paper to Carlisle.

Shields up Edward Esme thought.

"Kay!" Edward called back.

Carlisle glanced back at her and then looked back at the paper. It was one of the middle sections. The bold print caught his attention.

Harold Cullen released

Carlisle threw the paper down. He knew the day would eventually come when his father was released from prison but it just seemed like that time came way too quickly. It had only been three years after all. The judge had promised at least five if not more. Carlisle had a strong suspicion that money had changed hands.

"This is just...this is...I can't even say what this is I'm so angry!"

"Don't worry about it dad," Edward said coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. "Dr. Young said that he has to register as an offender and that he can't come within one hundred feet of me."

"Edward stop being so smart," Carlisle moaned.

"Besides, you aren't going to let him hurt me again."

"You're right about that," Carlisle agreed. He walked over and kissed his son's forehead.

Let me know the moment anything seems off okay. I'll ask Alice to check on your future whenever she can.

"You worry too much dad," Edward said with a weak smile, "I could be much worse."

"I worry about you. I feel helpless."

"Dad I know we're having like a moment but I'd rather be dressed."

"Oh, yeah, yeah go."

Carlisle sighed and turned to Esme and raised his eyebrows. "Well?"

"What do you want me to say?" Esme asked. "I've got nothing."

Carlisle sighed and dropped his head to the counter.

"Tell me something," Esme asked, "who do you think is more upset about him being released?"

"Point taken," Carlisle sighed. "I just I don't know what to expect and that scares me."

"Then let's just focus on graduation for now," she said gently, "we've got four more years."

"Remind me again why I wanted to be a doctor?"

Esme laughed and kissed his cheek. She smiled when his hand slipped around her waist and he kissed her lips.

"Eew gross guys get a room," Edward moaned as he came out.

"I'm sorry Edward, I just love to kiss him," Esme laughed. Edward wrinkled his nose and grabbed a bowl for his cereal. Ever since he reached the age where he could do things for himself he did. Carlisle watched sadly from time to time as the nine-year-old boy made his own breakfast, bathed and dressed himself. Granted he knew that every other boy his age did so, but he didn't expect that it would start happening the day Edward turned seven and declared (quite angrily) that he was old enough and big enough to take care of himself.

The boy was smart. Too smart. He gave his dad a look when he thought that. But it didn't make it any less true. Edward was reading at a junior high level and excelling in all his subjects. Carlisle wanted to blame it on Edward reading his teacher's mind, but he knew it was because the boy just loved learning. He loved reading and absorbing knowledge. Carlisle also knew that Edward was lonely having isolated himself since first grade. If it weren't for Emmett and Jasper Edward wouldn't have any friends at all.

"Will the boys be coming?" Carlisle asked.

"As far as I know," Esme answered, walking into the living room and having a seat. "We have to pick them up at noon for lunch."

"When is Jasper going to start public school?" Edward asked.

"He probably won't for a few years yet," Esme said. "Mitch is looking at the special education program at the middle school."

"Why special ed?" Edward asked.

"Because mentally Jasper is a grade or so behind. I think it's silly but Mitch is very protective of him."

"Understandable," Carlisle agreed, "does he think there may be a chance when Jazz is up to average standards for his age?"

"Oh certainly," Esme said, "it's just taking time. It isn't his education he's having trouble with. It's his sheer terror of people in general. He's getting there but he still has a long way to go."

"You know every time I see him and hear about how much trouble he's having I just want to give his mother a piece of my mind."

"We all do," Esme assured him, "Mitch already declared that if she comes anywhere near Jasper he'll have to be held back. I mean you just don't do that to anyone, let alone a defenseless child."

"I think it would help him if you two would stop feeling sorry for him," Edward said from the table. "He wants to feel normal."

"You know that for sure?" Carlisle asked. Edward nodded and tapped his head.

"Human radio, remember?"

"Alright kiddo I trust you," Carlisle said, "hey how are your meetings coming along?"

"Dr. Young thinks I'm ready to stop," Edward said.

"What do you think?"

"I've been ready for months," Edward said with a shrug. "And before you think it, yes she has gone over how it was sexual. I know you're worried about that and I already know what sex is which makes it even more disturbing when I can see what you two have been up to. And I know where you really were last night."

Carlisle and Esme glowed pink and looked at each other. They had celebrated their anniversary a little late with rose petals, wine and hours of sex.

"Just make sure that you're wearing a condom because even though she is protected from pregnancy there are still diseases that can be passed from person to person."

"Oh and how in the world did you know about those?" Carlisle moaned.

"You learn a lot of things when you can hear what people think," Edward said with a shrug, "just one hour in a waiting room at the doctors gave me more than enough medical problems that I just looked up later."

"Stop being so smart!" Carlisle whined. "I miss my sweet ignorant boy that thought diverse was the same as dismiss!"

"Oh and another thing, when are you going to propose to Esme? God knows Alice and I need a mom. Be more responsible dad! Sheesh!"

Carlisle stood with his jaw on the floor as Edward walked into his room to find something to do.

"I believe you just got schooled by a fifth grader."

"Why am I the one that gets the teenager in a child's body?" Carlisle whined. "Ezzy he's supposed to think that he knows everything but not be able to back it up!"

"Oh Carly just because your son knows more than you do doesn't mean anything."

Carlisle scowled at her. It meant something alright. Esme laughed and kissed his cheek. "I'm going to go get Alice ready to go."

---

Mitch was going to meet them at the auditorium. Work keeping him busy until the last minute. He kissed his sister on the cheek and told his boys to behave before dashing out.

"Bye dad!" they both called.

"Bye boys! Be good! Love you!"

"Love you too!"

Carlisle smiled and led the boys to Esme's car (which was bigger) and helped them into the back.

"Hey Jazz," Alice said as he took a seat by her.

"Hey," he said back. "Is school over already?"

Alice nodded. "The school flooded so it was cancelled. But that's fine because it was the last day anyway."

"How did the school flood?" Emmett asked.

"Water pipe broke," Edward said.

"Nice."

Carlisle smiled to himself.

They are so cute

He saw Edward give him a pained look in the mirror and he shrugged.

I can't help what I think my little Eddie bear.

"Daaaaaad," Edward moaned.

"We agreed that you can't get mad at me for what I think," Carlisle reminded him.

"I don't remember that," Edward grumbled.

Would you rather I call you Eddie bear out loud?

"Oh god please don't!" Edward cried in a panic.

"What are they arguing about?" Emmett asked Alice.

"Eh dad's probably thinking about little memories from when we were babies and Edward is getting all embarrassed as if he had really called him Eddie bear out loud."

"ALICE!" Edward cried. Carlisle snickered in the front seat.

"I told you that payback would be mine for waking me up this morning," Alice said with a casual shrug.

"Yeah but that was uncalled for! Dad! Do something!'

"You're on your own kids," Carlisle said.

"Eddie bear," Emmett snickered.

"It's better than Emmy poo," Jasper said.

"Dude! Betray me not!"

Edward laughed and Emmett glared at him. What he hated the most was that Mitch didn't have an embarrassing nickname for Jasper that wasn't already commonly known. Jazzy was about as childish as it got and everyone called him that at least once.

Alice looked over at Jasper and smiled. "Good one."

"Oh shut up!" Both Emmett and Edward moaned.

---

Mary had her work cut out for her. Managing four nine-year-olds through a graduation ceremony that lasted about two hours was going to be difficult. Granted they were fairly well behaved but each had their own issues. Edward would start to get a headache from trying to block out the thousands of minds around him, Emmett was fidgety as it was, Alice was impatient and Jasper was on edge. He was tucked against Mary's side holding tight to Alice's hand.

It touched every adult that knew him to see that Jasper had become so close with Alice. They were best friends. Alice loved being around him and was sometimes the only person who could calm him down when he had panic attacks. Even now when he was nervous she was comforting him. She rubbed his knuckles with her thumb and smiled over at him.

"Don't worry, your daddy will be here soon," she assured him.

"Do you see him?" Jasper asked.

"No I..." Alice trailed off when a vision hit her with full force. Edward was alert and by her side. Mary looked over when she saw Alice go rigid. They knew just from that the vision was big and it was probably very bad. "No!" she and Edward gasped.

---

"Hello I'm Mitch Platt I'm with child services. I'm here because the neighbors have reported possible child abuse."

The woman looked frazzled. Her hair was matted and she was very thin. He walked in with the officers he brought for backup.

"I promise you there is no child abuse here."

"Ma'am we have an eye witness that states your child had bruises all over his face and neck."

"That's nonsense!"

The police searched the apartment and came back with a little boy that looked about ten. His face was covered in purple bruises and there were hand marks on his neck.

"Where are you taking him?"

"We are taking him into custody," Mitch said grimly, "and you'll be placed under arrest."

"You can't take my son from me! I won't allow it!"

"Ma'am you are a danger to the child and he will be placed with a foster family until a judge decides on a course of action."

"NO! YOU WON'T TAKE MY SON!" She shrieked. The police officer holding the child took him from the house. Mitch could hear the crying boy from the living room where he stood. He looked over as an automatic response and when he turned back the woman was pointing a pistol at him. "YOU WON'T TAKE MY SON!"

"Ma'am, please calm down," he said with a slight tremble in his voice. The police officer with him had drawn his gun and was aiming it.

"Put down the weapon," he ordered.

"HE'S MINE! YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM!"

"Ma'am put down the weapon!"

The little boy's cries grew louder and more terrified.

---

"What is it?" Emmett asked.

Alice was crying into Edward's shoulder. Jasper was eerily silent. He was still squeezing Alice's hand. Emmett was getting angry. He knew something was wrong but he didn't know what. Mary gathered Alice into her arms and took her out of the auditorium and into the lobby. One of the security guards noticed the crying child and came over.

"Is everything alright?" He asked.

"Yes, she's just upset, thank you," Mary said. "Alice, sweetie what's wrong?"

"If you need me to get anything let me know."

"Oh, thank you very much," Mary said with a smile. The guard nodded and continued his rounds. "Alice what did you see?"

"Dad?" Jasper asked.

Alice nodded.

"What about him?!" Emmett asked. "Is he okay?!"

"I-I d-don't know!" Alice cried. "H-he..."

"He just took a child into protective custody and the mother pulled a gun. Alice did you see anything else?"

Alice was crying uncontrollably on the ground. Mary was holding her and trying to calm her. Emmett and Jasper were silent. They looked at each other. Jasper went to the bigger boy and Emmett hugged his brother. They couldn't say anything. Emmett wanted to scream and yell but his voice was gone.

The call came thirty minutes later. The kids were being summoned to the hospital.

"What about Esme?" Emmett asked.

"Let's give her a happy graduation," Mary said quietly, "let them both have their moment."

"I want daddy," Alice sobbed.

"I know Alice but right now daddy..."

"I WANT DADDY NOW!" Alice yelled.

"Alice Mary Cullen stop that!" Mary scolded. "You are a young lady and too old to be screaming like that."

"I WANT MY DADDY NOW!" Alice screamed. "NOW NOW NOW! I WANT DADDY NOW!"

"I want my dad too but that isn't going to happen!" Emmett snapped. "Stop screaming."

"MAKE ME!"

"Where and when shorty! I'll bring it no problem!"

"Emmett stop it," Mary scolded. "Jasper?"

The blonde boy was sitting on the floor hugging his knees and his face was buried in his arms.

"I want Esme," Emmett said. He turned from Mary and ran back into the auditorium.

"Emmett stop!" Mary called. "Edward go get him! Please I can't run!"

Edward nodded and tore after his friend. People in the crowd gasped in shock as they saw the two boys running down the aisle.

"EMMETT STOP YOU STUBBORN COW!" Edward yelled.

"NO! I WANT ESME NOW!" Emmett yelled back. "AND I'M NOT A COW!"

"A MULE IS MORE LIKE IT!"

Security was on the move. It didn't matter. Emmett reached the floor where the graduates were waiting. Esme and Carlisle had both stood. Emmett ran and crashed into Esme's legs.

"Emmett Platt what in the world is going on?" She asked angrily.

"Daddy's dead!" Emmett sobbed into her thighs, "Alice saw it and they called us to the hospital. Jasper is in his bubble and Alice won't stop crying!"

"Edward what are you doing?" Carlisle demanded when he grabbed his son. "I told you to behave!"

"Emmett started running and grandma can't run after him so she asked me to get him!"

Carlisle looked livid. He knelt down and took a breath to begin a very severe warning when Edward spoke again.

"Alice had a vision about Mitch being shot and then the hospital called. Dad he died and Alice won't stop crying!" Now that he was in his father's presence Edward's strong big boy exterior had crumbled, revealing the scared child that he was. "Dad I'm sorry. I'm really scared."

Carlisle looked up at Esme who was holding her nephew tight. She stood and grabbed his hand and came up to Carlisle. "We're leaving."

Carlisle nodded and followed her, apologizing to the dean for their interruptions and giving a quick explanation. They reached the lobby where Mary was still trying to console her granddaughter and Jasper was still in his bubble.

"Mom Edward just told me."

"I'm sorry Carlisle I wanted to let you two have your graduation but they just broke down."

"Nevermind the stupid ceremony, let's go."

Alice ran to him and he picked her up. "It's okay baby I've got you."

"Daddy I'm sorry I couldn't stop it! I'm sorry it's all my fault!"

"No baby no," Carlisle murmured, "sweet girl this is in no way you're fault."

Alice started to cry again and Carlisle rocked her gently. He looked up at Esme who was looking shaken and upset. He took her keys and headed to the car. She sat in back and kept Jasper in her lap. Alice was sitting beside them sobbing silently and Emmett was in the front.

Esme kissed the top of Jasper's head and hugged him tight. He was still in his bubble, knees drawn tight to his chest and face buried. Alice was curled up against Esme's side and Edward was holding her hand. Carlisle glanced back at them sadly.

Is Jasper okay?

Edward shook his head once.

Is there anything I can do to help?

Edward shook his head again.

Carlisle sadly looked back at the road as the light changed.

---

Carlisle didn't see much of Esme over the next couple weeks. Mitch died shortly after they arrived at the hospital, as if he had been waiting to see his children one last time. For the past couple weeks Esme had been dealing with the funeral home and caring for her new children. Emmett was acting out and Jasper hadn't spoken since.

He shouldn't have been happy to see her at one in the morning but it had been so long that he missed her face. Edward heard the knocking and woke first. He shuffled to the door and didn't even bother to check who it was. He heard Esme's mental voice. He unlocked the door and opened it.

"Hi Esme," he said.

"Hey Edward, I'm sorry about the time."

"I'm gonna get the extra blankets," Edward said letting her in. Jasper and Emmett followed. Esme sat on the couch and the boys sat with her. Deciding to let his dad sleep a little longer Edward got the little plastic stool out and got some cups. He put on some coffee for Esme and got some juice for Emmett and Jasper.

"You're such a good little host," Esme said when Edward came into the living room.

"Dad always said to be polite and offer drinks," Edward said. "He hasn't been sleeping well so I didn't want to wake him. Do you need to talk to him?"

"I just don't want to be alone," Esme said, "I need help with the boys."

"I'm sure dad won't mind," Edward said. "He is crazy about you after all."

"You're sweet."

"Do you want a hug?" Edward asked. Esme nodded. He crawled up into her lap and hugged her around the neck. "Don't worry Esme, things will work out."

"I know, it just seems so hard right now."

Emmett had curled up and was going to sleep. Edward jumped down and grabbed a blanket for him.

"Do you want to borrow Leo?" Edward asked.

Emmett nodded and Edward went into his room and got his lion. When he gave it to Emmett the boy hugged it to his chest. "Thanks," he mumbled.

"Leo is a good friend," Edward said with a smile.

"Edward you are such a little sweetheart," Esme said.

"Edward why didn't you wake me?" Carlisle asked coming out.

"Because you need sleep," Edward said. Esme stood and went into Carlisle's arms. "Baby it's okay."

"I'm sorry to come so late. I'm just really unstable right now and I don't know if I can take care of the boys on my own. I know this is the last thing you need."

"No, no sweetheart it's okay," Carlisle said steering her to sit down. Once he sat Jasper crawled into his lap and curled up again.

"The funeral was the least of my worries. I mean it went great and there were so many people. When Mitch's team offered to pay for everything I was stunned and touched. I don't know what to do about these two," she said touching Emmett's head lovingly. "His mom said if she absolutely has to she'll take him. I nearly slapped her. She kept talking like he was some sort of burden. She should be so lucky to have such a wonderful boy. Isn't that right Em?"

"If you give me to her I'll never speak to you again," Emmett warned against the lion's head.

"Jasper would be sent to a home," Esme sniffed, "I can't take care of them and I'm scared."

"Why not?" Carlisle asked.

"Because I'm a graduate with a degree in pre-med. Not exactly the greatest of degrees when not followed by med school. I'm not like you Carlisle, I can't juggle everything. They won't let me drop out of med school. Emmett threw a tantrum when I even mentioned it."

"It's your dream," Jasper said making Esme jump, "we don't want to take it away."

"Jazz I want you two more," she said, "I don't want you two to be separated and even worse, separated and away from where I can see you."

"You don't have to worry about it," Carlisle said, "Esme you are going to adopt them."

"Just like that?"

"Yes," he said. "We'll get a place together and we'll be a happy family."

"Carlisle..."

"I want to marry you, Esme," Carlisle said. "I want us all to be together. Edward and Alice need a mom and they adore you. I love you and I love Emmett and Jasper."

"Carlisle I can't afford a wedding right now," Esme said.

"Baby we'll go to the courthouse tomorrow."

"If you say no we'll never speak to you again," Alice said from behind the recliner.

"Yeah, we won't acknowledge you in anyway," Edward added.

Esme looked from the twins to her nephews who were looking at her expectingly. "I guess I have no choice," she said with a smile, "you make a persuasive argument."

"That's good," Carlisle said leaning over to kiss her.

"Neither of us have a big enough place for six people," Esme said.

"My lease is up next month," Carlisle said, "yours?"

"Tomorrow actually," Esme said, "I was going to resign tomorrow morning."

"Great! We'll stay here for one more month and get a bigger place. A small house maybe. We'll figure out schooling..."

"Absolutely not," Esme said, "Carlisle you have a full ride and you are going to take it. I'll take off and work."

"So, Esme is going to be our new mommy?" Alice asked. Esme looked at her and smiled.

"It seems so," she said.

"Yay!" the twins cheered running to their parents. Esme hugged them both and their new siblings smiled.

---

With the fall came a new life. The kids started school again. Emmett was in Edward's class which was good for him. Jasper insisted on starting at a public school. His doctors gave the okay and he was put in a small class.

Carlisle had the tedious task of sitting through the painfully long IEP process. He sat in a stuffy room a few weeks before class started. The teacher cleared his throat. Carlisle knew him as Mr. Don Lewis, the head of the special education department. "Your son has an unusual case but his doctors have given me some methods to use. During tests he will be remove to the resource room where he will have more time to work on them. He will be meeting with our speech pathologist once a month. We also suggest letting him visit with our guidance counselor at least once a week for the first month or so."

"Why is that?" Carlisle asked. Jasper had been through more therapy than he liked to deal with his early childhood.

"Public school can be a huge step and we want to make sure that he is adjusting properly."

"That sounds good," Carlisle said, "will the counselor be able to meet with him whenever? He is subject to panic attacks."

"Absolutely," Mr. Lewis said, "Joyce has already been notified and Jasper's primary educator has been given instructions to let him leave if he needs to."

"And he is in the same class as my daughter, yes?"

"Alice? Correct?"

"Yes."

"At the moment no but I can have her moved," Mr. Lewis said checking the class roster. "Any special reason?"

"She is able to calm him down with the least difficulty," Carlisle said, "he is also very attached to her and I would prefer if he has a familiar face with him."

"That will be no problem," the principal said.

"Alright," Mr. Lewis said turning his attention to the forms in front of him, "now for goals. After viewing the results from the reading test we have put Jasper at a third grade level which is good considering the circumstances. His father must have been very careful about his schooling."

"Mitch was very good to him."

"We would like him to be at a fourth grade reading level this time next year. To do this we will work with him during the reading period. He will have assigned readings that he must finish. We would also like to see an improvement in his spelling and vocabulary. Does this sound good to you?"

"It sounds great," Carlisle said.

"And I understand that you and your wife are both in school?"

"Yes, medical school. My mother will be watching the kids on most afternoons and she is quite eager to help them with their homework."

"Alright, we will need a list of emergency contact numbers for Jasper. Such as who to call if he is having a panic attack or a fit of any kind."

Carlisle wrote out everything and told them that he was going to have his wife take a look at the IEP before signing it.

"Just know that if you have any questions at all don't hesitate to ask."

"Thank you, Mr. Lewis, you've been a great help," Carlisle said shaking his hand.

---

"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" Carlisle asked hugging Esme around the middle.

"I think I've heard that before," Esme giggled. She turned around and kissed him. "How did the meeting go?"

"Very well, we talked about our options but I want you to take a look before setting anything in stone."

"Alright, I'll take a look at it tonight," Esme promised. "Now I think you are needed in the back yard."

Carlisle kissed her cheek and gave her a squeeze before going into the small back yard. He smiled when he saw Emmett and Edward tossing a football.

"Dad!" Edward said happily as he tossed the ball back. Emmett jumped up and caught it.

Carlisle sat on the porch where Alice and Jasper were playing with sidewalk chalk. "What are you angels up to?"

"Drawing," Alice said picking up white chalk. "It's a daisy."

"I see that. What are you up to Piccasso?" Carlisle asked ruffling Jasper's hair.

"I'm drawing daddy," Jasper said. Carlisle looked over at the drawing.

"That's beautiful," he murmured. The angel was sweet and soft. "You miss him?"

"Yes," Jasper said coloring in the wings. "But I love you too Carlisle."

"That's reassuring," Carlisle said kissing his forehead, "I love you too."

"Daddy draw with us," Alice said handing him a piece of chalk.

"Alright what am I going to draw?" Carlisle asked.

"Draw Lizzy," Alice said, "that way Mitch won't be so lonely."

Carlisle looked at the pavement. He put the chalk to the ground. "She was very pretty, just like Esme." He picked up orange chalk after he drew the shape of her face. "Edward has her hair color but it was more like yours, Alice. Soft and fine. Angel hair. She kept it long and it had a wave to it. Her eyes were beautiful," Carlisle sighed picking up green chalk, "they were gentle and passionate. Just like yours."

"Do you think if mom had lived that you would still be close to Esme?" Alice asked.

"I'm sure your mother and I would have divorced by now. Commitment wasn't Lizzy's style and we mostly stayed together because of you two. But she would have adored you all the same."

"Would she be mad that I call Esme mom?"

"I don't think so," Carlisle lied. Lizzy had been the possessive type and on most days she had the maturity of a child. Alice smiled and went back to driving. Carlisle looked up at Edward who was giving him a look. "She'd probably be a bit annoyed but she'd quickly get over it," he amended making his son smile.

"Do you still love her?" Alice asked, coloring her flower blue.

"Yes," Carlisle said putting a soft smile on the picture's face, "but not in the same way anymore. I love Esme differently."

"How?" Alice asked.

"He wants to have sex with her," Jasper said.

Carlisle went pink. "Well it's more than that, Jasper dear."

"Daddy what's sex?" Alice asked.

"You know what I think Esme wants you to help her set the table, okay? Okay get going sweetie."

Alice pouted but Carlisle seemed final. She walked in and found Esme dumping the pasta into a strainer. "Hey pumpkin," she said.

"Daddy sent me in because he was too disturbed about telling me about sex."

"Well that's good," Esme said with a laugh, "tell you what sweetie why don't you set the table and I'll tell you what it is."

"Really?"

"Mmhm," Esme nodded handing Alice a stack of plates. "Okay sex is something that only adults can do. It is where both people get naked usually between a man and a woman. The man puts his peepee in the woman and if you aren't at least nineteen it hurts like hell and both the boy and girl are in so much pain that they can't stop crying."

Alice looked horrified and Esme felt satisfied with a job well done.

"Now go set the table pumpkin."

TBC

I am so telling my kids that BTW. I want them to be terrified of having sex until they are old enough. And I wonder why my friends are afraid of my reproducing. Hm. On another note, I'm thinking about writing a story with a more uncommon pairing of Emmett and Bella. Would anyone be interested?