Chapter 6 – Momma Ain't Happy!

A/N: A special thank you goes to lizriley for your permission to use one of your ideas. This chapter is dedicated to you.

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Sometime after the spankings have been administered…

Esme POV

I slowly walked into Carlisle's study. He was sitting on his sofa and he appeared to be lost in thought, as he did not seem to hear me enter. The look on his face and his body language told me something was definitely wrong.

"Carlisle? Honey, are you okay?" I asked quietly trying not to startle him. He hadn't heard me come in.

Esme," was all he could say before the tears of venom filled his eyes.

I walked up to him where he sat on the sofa and felt his arms circle my waist. He placed his head on my stomach and quietly sobbed. What had happened to hurt him so?

"Carlisle, honey, what went wrong? What happened?"

"Our boys decided to get into a fight at school," he answered quietly, "But that's only a part of why I'm so upset."

"Oh, God! Please tell me no one was…hurt."

"They were fighting with each other and no humans were involved thanks to Alice."

Carlisle had always had a hard time dealing with having to discipline our children. He wouldn't hesitate to do it but that didn't mean he enjoyed it. He was usually upset after he has had to spank the kids but this was a lot more emotional than I had seen in a while.

"Sweetheart, I don't know what I would do without you here," he sobbed quietly into my stomach as I shushed him.

"Are…are the boys okay?" I was quietly alarmed now.

"Yes. Yes, they're fine. But Jasper…he has been through so much in the past…he is such a sweet, sensitive boy. Perhaps I should have…" Carlisle's breath hitched.

My husband's rambling were starting to concern me. Rarely did he second guess himself and this sort of self deprecation could lead to nothing good. I had to put a stop to it immediately.

"Carlisle, stop second guessing yourself right now!" I interceded. "Are my boys hurt in any way?"

"No, Esme, of course not," he replied hurriedly, " It's just that I found out something about poor Jasper's human childhood…God, I hope he doesn't hate me."

"What did the boys do?" I asked once more as I sat down and listened to him explain today's events.

"I got a call from Alice…"

I listened as Carlisle explained the panicked phone call from our daughter; to the confrontation at home; then first spanking Edward; and then Jasper's panic attack; to hearing his human abuse; and finally Jasper's spanking.

He was sobbing again by the time he finished, overwrought with pain and anguish and guilt and self loathing all rolled up into one unhappy package that was my husband. He wasn't happy. That meant that I wasn't happy and when momma ain't happy…well, you know the rest.

I walked out of Carlisle's study, angry and disappointed. Angry that my boys had done such a thing and disappointed that they'd put their father through something like that. Oh, those boys were going to hear it from me, I thought.

"I want both of you in the kitchen, NOW!" I exclaimed as I walked down the hallway into my bedroom to get supplies.

I knew they'd heard Carlisle and me talking in the study, so they knew what I wanted. They would be in the kitchen when I got there, I knew.

It only took me ten minutes to gather the supplies I needed but I took another five minutes to calm down. I walked into the kitchen, where I was greeted with the sight of my two boys standing nervously, their noses in a corner.

"Sit," I said as I pointed at the hard wooden chairs.

I watched as they glanced at each other, winced and sat down gingerly. They knew better than to argue with me over this; they'd each learned that lesson the hard way.

I walked around the table as I prepared myself to give my sons a piece of my mind on the events that had occurred. I watched as they squirmed slightly; apparently they weren't quite healed yet, knowing Carlisle's hand and the potential graveness of their activities today.

"Care to tell me what you two were fighting about?" I asked. "Care to tell me what it was that was so important that you didn't care if someone recorded you on their cell phone? Or perhaps, can either of you tell me how you forgot that you were supposed to remain inconspicuous at school?"

They both avoided eye contact with me; Edward glanced at Jasper, then to me and quickly started studying the grain patterns on the kitchen table. Jasper flinched when he felt my temper flare up.

BAM! I slammed my hand on the table to get their attention. They both jumped and yelped from the jolt it caused to their sore butts.

"I asked a question. Explain yourselves!" I demanded as I glared at them.

They stuck to their silence. I was deciding which one I was going to take in hand when suddenly Edward having heard my thoughts hesitantly spoke up.

"Mom, please…We're so sorry," Edward began.

"SORRY! SORRY! Is that how you think this is going to be over! Sorry! I think not young men. Are you listening to me?"

"Yes, mom," they answered together, "Yes, ma'am".

"You disobeyed your father and me by ignoring the established rules. You recklessly endangered this family by doing this. You ruined a conference and a day off from the hospital for your father and you put him in a position he hates by forcing him to have to discipline you. Do you think he's happy? Do you think I'M happy?" I asked furiously.

"We did say we we're sorry, mama," whispered Jasper.

"Sorry doesn't even begin to cut it, young man…Let me tell you something, and you will both sit there and listen..."

Forty-five Minutes Later…

"You will need to think of a way to get back in my good graces for this. As a matter of fact, you can start by apologizing to your father, and you know what I mean by that, don't you?" I said to my two repentant sons.

They nodded their consent to me as I passed out the paper and pens to them.

"Start," I said.

"Mom, I'm supposed to meet Bella this evening to…" stated Edward.

"Don't even try it! Start!" I said sternly.

They both quickly started because they knew better than to upset me at a time like this. I leaned back on the counter and watched as they wrote. I wasn't letting them up until I was satisfied with what they had to say.

Jasper finished his letter and started to get up from his uncomfortable seat to bring it to me but I shot him a look that made him flop back down in his chair, effectively letting out a pained whimper when his still sore bottom hit it.

When they were both done, I gathered the letters and read over them. They were wonderful confessions of regret and promises of better behavior in the future. I looked at the two shamed-faced boys and decided they had had just about enough.

"Your father has informed me that you're aware of your punishments. Is that correct?" They both nodded their heads.

"Answer me, please," Both heads snapped to attention and eyes were on me.

"Yes, mama," from Edward and Jasper said, "Yes Ma'am, we understand."

"I am very disappointed with you both. Your father was really upset and heartbroken, and Edward, this was frightening for both of us. Can you imagine what that kind of fear must have felt like to your father and me? And Jasper, surely you can feel what kind of turmoil this has caused?" And with that, I opened up on them both completely.

I allowed Edward to see his father's and my pain at the possibility of losing him and Alice to the Volturi. I allowed all my emotional turmoil to manifest itself so that Jasper could feel it in its full force. So when he felt my emotions, it is intensified through his power and was sent back out to everyone, including him.

Since they were mine originally, I was actually not as affected by these emotions since I lived with them every day. They both sobbed immediately, filled with the pain and sorrow and grief I had experienced. My compassion was only countered with the emotions and memories that I carried with me all the time. Between my memories and my feelings, these two were sniveling and sobbing without constraint.

"Momma, please; I'm so sorry, Please, mom. Oh, God! I'm so sorry; Please, stop it." It was difficult to tell which boy was saying what, but I got the message. I pulled my thoughts and emotions back in and allowed them to get themselves under control.

"Edward, Jasper, I do not under any circumstances want to hear about you fighting at school, with each other or anyone else. Is that clear?"

Yes ma'am," they answered together again quietly, "Yes mom."

"Okay then. Now, get upstairs to your rooms!"

I let out a small smile as they scurried away. A minute later, I felt two loving arms embrace me from behind.

"And they say momma doesn't have a talent," Carlisle said as he captured my neck in a loving kiss. "Believe you me, I know you have a power," said my flirtatious husband.

"Oh really?" I turned around in his arms to kiss him. "And just what is my power?" I asked after a seriously passionate kiss. We were both slightly panting.

"Let me ask you, is momma happy now?" I nodded smiling. "Then eeeeverybody's happy," and he closed in for another kiss as he whisked me up the stairs.

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A/N: There you go! Thank you to my wonderful new beta, Dollybigmomma for helping me with correcting my errors.

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