Chapter VIII

"Jasper?"

"Yes, Brann?" He asked his step-son.

"I don't think it would be completely correct to consider Franklyn Karters, my father, to be dead."

"Why not? Alice, your mother, my wife, killed him."

"She killed him physically, but, he's not entirely dead."

Jasper looked at him strangely. "What do you mean?"

Brann was sober. "Men like him don't die. They live forever, if only in or minds."

Jasper feared that he was right.

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"Brann?"

"What is it, Rosalie?"

"Really, no what is it Aunt Rosalie."

"Would you like me to call you Aunt Rosalie?" Brann questioned.

"Maybe not." Rosalie responded. "Anyway that's not why I wanted to talk to you."

"Then what is the reason?"

"Brann, I'm sorry that I accused you of making her life a living underworld." Rosalie responded. "You didn't do that, you were just a baby then, you had no control over it neither did Eliza. Now your father on the other hand, created a whole new definition of underworld."

"Well I wouldn't say that."

"Well, I would." She replied. "Anyway I'm sorry."

"I forgive you, Rosalie." Brann informed. "I'm sorry I accused you of not caring, I know that's not true."

"You had the right to say that, I deserved that." Rosalie admitted. "Just know that it's absolutely not true. I do care, I love my sister."

"I never thought you didn't."

"Which is why I had to apologize to you. The last thing we need is a family feud, especially after what happened with Irina."

"True."

"For the record, Brann, I don't hate you. You're father yes, you no." Rosalie imparted. "You're not so bad. In fact if I must have a nephew…I chose you."

"Thanks, you're not such a bad aunt either."

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"I consider all of them to be my children." Carlisle informed. "Every single one of them."

"You consider yourself to be their father."

"Exactly." Carlisle responded. "Hence why I consider you to be my grandson."

"You do.'

"Yes, Brann," He responded. "You're my daughter's son, so that would make you my grandson."

"True, that would make you my grandfather."

"And Esme your grandmother."

There was a brief pause.

"The other day, your Uncle, Emmett asked if it made me feel old and I said that I was three hundred and seventy two years old."

"For a vampire that's young." Brann told.

"Yes, but it does make me feel old when they don't understand the words I'm using."

"That's okay." Brann said. "I've been living in Franz Josef Land an area of islands that are uninhabited, by humans that is, for the last seventy years. I'm not exactly that up to date on technology. The most technologically advanced thing that I remember was a radio the size of Renesmee."

"A lot of things have changed since then."

"It's like a completely different world."

"As your grandfather I promise to give you technology lessons."

"I would appreciate that."

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Nessie was playing with Zoya and Milo.

Emmett and Jasper were tossing a baseball back and forth.

Bella and Rosalie were talking about who knows what.

Edward was trying to explain the whole thing to Jacob who had just returned from vacation, so he was very confused.

Brann was standing next to Alice.

"I love you, A- Mom." Brann told.

"I love you too, my son." Alice answered.
They embraced and Jasper embraced both of them at once.

Most of the Cullen's smiled.

While Jacob… he just became more confused.