A/N; I forgot my disclaimer! But everyone knows I don't own twilight :(

Chapter 7; Brown-Eyed Girl

Edward's POV

I could still hear their thoughts in the meadow if I concentrated hard so I started eavesdropping. Emmett was so shocked it seemed he couldn't form a coherent thought. Carlisle was congratulating himself on being right with his theory. Esme was confused. And then there was Rose. My baby is a vampire. Wait what? The baby was a vampire? But what about the twins? And how was it even possible to-

I was pulled out my thoughts when my brother turned in my lap, his truck forgotten on the hardwood floor in front of us.

"Dward?" He said, putting his little hands on my cheeks. I smiled at his attempt to say my name.

"Yes baby?" He frowned at me.

"I not baby!" He said indignantly. I chuckled.

"Sorry. What's up Nate?"

"I hungry." Oh shit. I looked at Jasper, slightly panicked. Neither of us could cook and I'm pretty sure I could burn water.

"Alice!" I yelled. No Edward, you know I can't cook either. Just because I'm a girl you sexist pig. I laughed at my sister and rolled my eyes. Fine - time for plan B. I picked up my phone from the coffee table and started searching for pizza places near here. Nate reached for the smartphone and once I found a number I gave it to him. I sat Nate on the floor and he crawled over to Jasper and Naomi. They were playing with a huge pink princess castle. It amused me to no end to watch Jasper play dolls with his sister. Jasper threw me his phone without looking up from his Barbie afternoon tea set up. I smirked and dialled the number. Esme is going to kill you. Wow thanks Alice.

Esme's POV

After an hour we started making our way back to the house. It would take us about 20 minutes at the same pace as a human jog. We knew from experience that Christopher didn't mind vampire speed when he was asleep but he cried when he was awake. We walked slowly for a few minutes so that Rose could rock him to sleep and as soon as his blue eyes closed and he nestled into her chest we started running.

I started thinking about the twins while we ran. We'd been gone for at least an hour and a half, maybe even 2 hours. Shit, the babies would be starving! I felt slightly guilty at demanding to accompany my husband without leaving anything for the kids. I mean none of my children could cook, though it was comical to imagine Edward, Alice and Jasper in the kitchen attempting it. As we got closer to the house I smelled something wafting from it. Edward Cullen if what I can smell is indeed what I think it is, it better not be. My anger bubbled and I rushed into the house to find Nate and Naomi sat in the laps of their brothers. A pizza box was on the floor in front of them and they each had a slice on a plastic plate. Edward looked sheepish and apologetic and I felt some of my anger ebb away slightly as Jasper calmed me down.

"Mum please, you know we can't cook and they were really hungry. I didn't know what else to do." Edward gave me an 'I'm so sorry Mum' look that he knew would melt my anger away. I growled with frustration and started to walk towards my study so I could calm down when Nate and Naomi called me back with a chorus of "Mama! Daddy!" My frustration faded away and my heart swelled as I watched them discard their plates and get off their brothers laps to come to Carlisle and I. He was closer so they went to him. He scooped them up and brought them to me so that we could share a hug.

"Daddy?" Naomi looked at her Dad slightly sleepily.

"Yes baby?"

"I tired."

We all chuckled at her and Carlisle started to take them both upstairs.

"Daddy?" This time Nate got his attention.

"Yes baby?"

"I not a baby Daddy!" We all laughed at his indignation. "Bath please."

"Okay Son." The twins smiled and laid their heads on each of Carlisle's shoulders. I quickly whipped out my phone and took a picture. Everyone rolled their eyes at me and Carlisle started to laugh.

Carlisle's POV

I took my children up to the large en suite bathroom just off mine and Esme's bedroom. I was glad for the distraction of bathing my children as the half vampire nature of my grandson worried me. I had no idea how aware he was of his surroundings but the legends said that he would have the strength, speed and agility of a vampire. My babies would be no match for him. Edward heard my thoughts and Jasper felt my emotions and I heard them both race up the stairs towards me. I busied myself with running the bath for my children, and adding the organic bath soap that Esme loved so much. Edward and Jasper helped the twins shed their clothes and nappies and soon they were happily splashing in the water.

"I don't know what to do." I whispered it so quietly that only my sons could hear me. I had heard Edward quickly informing Jasper of the situation with the twins whilst I had tried to distract myself with the bath. They both seemed at a loss but Jasper sent me calm waves anyway. I hated that I wasn't being the strong pillar and father figure I usually was. I just didn't know how to handle the situation. I was a failure at being a father.

Edward growled angrily at my thoughts and Jasper concentrated on my emotions.

"Dad, why are you so ashamed?" Jasper looked distraught and came over to hug me. I was surprised at my son; while I knew he loved me like his father he wasn't really into physical declarations of his feelings. His ability's potency increased with physical touch and he used it to his advantage but I think what he really needed was physical comfort from his father. Too bad I was a shit father.

Edwards anger burst at my thoughts and before I knew it Edward had pushed Jasper aside and was fiercely hugging me. I felt the venom tears on my neck and felt more ashamed to have driven my son to this.

"I love you Dad. You're the only man who understands me properly. Please, stop beating yourself up. Please. I can't take hearing more of your thoughts. Please Dad." My heart broke at Edwards words and I hugged him back as tight as I could without hurting him. I was thankful that the twins were entertained by their bath toys and the bubbles. I pulled Jasper to me as well. It wouldn't do them any good to see their father clinging to two of his sons whilst crying silently.

"Family meeting as soon as the twins and Christopher are in bed" I said at a normal volume that I knew everyone would hear. I quickly washed the twins and quickly brushed through their thick hair. It was good that Esme could do afro hair otherwise Naomi wouldn't stand a chance. Esme made her way upstairs so we could begin our nightly routine. I dressed Naomi for bed whilst she dressed Nate. Then we switched and all four of us would go downstairs. Nate and I would busy ourselves with warming milk for both of them while Esme would sit in the living room with Naomi and braid her hair. It was thick and curly and so cute when Esme put it into two French braids. Then the twins would say goodnight to us all and Edward and Jasper would take them to bed where they took turns telling stories and singing lullabies until the twins fell asleep. We had a routine and it was a good one.

So when Esme and I came downstairs I was surprised to find Emmett and Rosalie waiting with a curious looking Christopher. I was immediately slightly on the offensive. I had no idea how I would protect my children from my grandchild. I could never hurt him but I also couldn't bear the thought of him hurting my child.

"Don't worry Dad, everything turns out fine." I turned my head towards my little Alice who smiled reassuringly at me. I was worried about her. She rarely spent time with the twins or Christopher and I caught her stealing wistful glances at the children every now and then. My baby wanted a baby of her own. I looked at Edward who nodded imperceptibly at my thoughts.

"We spoke to him and he understands that he's not to hurt the twins. They're his family." Rose rushed and looked at me, begging me to understand.

"We don't want to exclude him anymore Dad. He's my son; I want him to know his Auntie and Uncle. And I feel like Rose and I don't spend any time with them. They're my baby brother and sister and I love them. Please, don't make us keep him away." Emmett looked distressed and to hear my son speak with so much emotion made me realise how much this was affecting my children. They missed their family.

"Of course you don't have to keep him away. Nate, Naomi." They both looked towards me. "Would you like to meet your nephew?" Their confusion was evident on their faces but their excitement dominated it. They squirmed to get down and made their way over to Christopher. I was watching Alice and Edward as well as my youngest children for any changes to the future. I wouldn't risk any member of my family. Edward turned to me and smiled.

"Christopher's thoughts are so cute. He's thinking that he really likes his Auntie and Uncle and he's hoping they'll like him too. He's also keeping in mind what you told him Rose and he's making a conscious effort not to hurt them."

We all smiled at his thoughts. My grandson was a beautiful boy through and through.

Alice's POV

I was enjoying the scene in front of me. Christopher, Nate and Naomi had just shared a collective yawn. They were so cute and I couldn't help my pang of longing, then guilt. I felt awful for not spending more time with the babies but doing so always made my heart hurt. All three of them were sat close together, the twins brown skin slightly harsh against Christopher's pale skin. I was glad there was no prejudice within babies and dreaded when the twins would start school. Other children could be cruel. One minute I was looking at my baby siblings and nephew and the next I was seeing the woman again. The one from my previous vision; the one with the big, brown, expressive eyes. The one who I'd seen killing Emmett. She would come and she would talk with us. She wasn't coming to harm us. She was coming to harm Christopher. Edward and I let out a ferocious growl together, so loud it startled the three babies. All three began to cry and were comforted by their respective parents. Over my cold dead fucking body.

"She's coming." I seethed, fighting the calm Jasper sent my way. "She's coming for him."

Dun dun duuuuuuuun! Who's coming? What will she do? Why does she want to hurt a defenceless baby? Guess you'll all find out soon enough. As always, read and review people!