Chapter 9

Little OOC at one point... Enjoy.

"What do you expect, Love? It's Emmett." He chuckled and I shrugged.

"Good explanation."

Alice laughed, "Good one, Bella," as she disappeared upstairs, quickly returning, "And I was thinking, maybe you would like some pants?" She tossed them over to me from her spot next to Jasper, still holding Renesmee.

I looked at the pants in my hands, "Really Alice? Skinny jeans? I am not going to wear skinny jeans with a shirt of Edwards. Can't I just have like-" I was cut off by the future-seeing pixie.

"No! No! You are not wearing baggy shorts. I refuse to let you wear them. Buuuut, you can wear," She disappeared upstairs once more, again, coming back quickly, "These!"

"No, Alice. I'm not wearing those. No way." I said and she frowned.

"But you're already wearing something shorter then booty shorts!" She yelled, pointing at my outfit. Wait, I really can't say outfit since it's just a shirt and underwear, though the shirt covers most of me. My top half anyways.

"I'm not wearing booty shorts and that's final." I said in a final tone and Alice frowned once more.

"Fine, be that way." She ran upstairs and came back down with pink in her hands. She stopped in front of me, looking up, "Does this work for you?" She asked rather rudely.

She help up a pair of pink sweatpants from 'Victoria Secrets', "Yeah, these work. Thanks." I grabbed them from her raised hands and put them on. They were my size and I wondered if they had a whole closet for me here. Or maybe I shared Edward closet. I was a little puzzled by that thought and I shrugged it off.

I looked at the clock. It said 12:30. "Are you two ready to go home and eat some lunch?" I looked from Renesmee to Matthew.

"No," They both said at the same time.

"I want to stay here." Renesmee said, grabbing around Jasper's neck.

"Me too." Matthew said, holding onto Rosalie's neck.

I looked at Esme, still next to Rosalie and Matthew. She was smiling brightly, nodding her head, "Oh, I would love it if they stayed. A sleepover at grandma and Grandpas." She smiled more at that and looked up at Carlisle, who was also smiling at that thought.

"That sounds great to me. We would love to have our Grand kids spend the night." Carlisle said.

I nodded, "Okay, that's fine with me." And maybe it would be better to have Renesmee here, just in case her foot gets any worst. Though, I'm sure it won't, since it's only a sprain. Plus, all kids have to spend sometime with their grand kids. It's only natural.

The sound of someone coming up the driveway sounded and I knew who it was by the sound of the slightly louder motor. And Emmett was the only one gone right now.

The jeep shut off in the garage and the door slammed shut, then right after that one closed the inside door opened. In walked Emmett, carrying two bags. I cocked an eyebrow, wondering what he would have gotten since he was only suppose to run and get the ice cream.

"I got these cool water guns at the store that I saw." He said. He must have known that everyone, almost everyone, was wondering what else he got, "I thought we cold use them." He smiled and I rolled my eyes.

"You are so immature, Emmett," Rosalie said, but walked over to him and pecked his cheek. He grabbed the ice cream bag and carried it into the kitchen. As she walked away, past Jasper who followed her into the kitchen with Renesmee, I noticed she didn't have Matthew in her arms anymore. I looked back to her resent spot and saw that she placed him on the couch. Esme started walking to the kitchen too and Carlisle sat on the couch next to Matthew.

"But you still love me, Babe!" He called after her, but received no answer. He didn't take it to heart though. Instead he walked over to the couch and sat down the bag with the water guns, then looked at me and smiled, "I see you got some pants on." Then to Matthew, who was in front of him, "Want to go play water guns?"

"Emmett, no. He will eat lunch fist and you know that Renesmee will feel left out. And I told her, she can't be on her foot, and you know that." Carlisle said and Emmett frowned.

"That's not fair! If I want to play water guns with Matthew then that's what I'm going to do, old man!" Emmett declared and I looked up at Edward.

"I agree with Rosalie. He is very immature." I walked away and went to join the others in the kitchen.

"Emmett, I'm not old looking, only vampire years I am, but if you consider your vampire years you are quite old too." I heard Carlisle say as I walked into the next room. I was considering going back into the other room just to hear the fight, since it seemed pretty good, but I decided over that. I wasn't that immature.

Esme was searching in the fridge for something and Rosalie was putting the ice cream in the freezer above her. Esme pulled out cheese, bread, and butter, setting them on the counter next to the stove. She bent down, disappearing momentarily, and came back up with a pan in her hand.

"Do you want a grilled cheese?" Esme asked once she had everything out.

Luckily Renesmee nodded her head, "Yes, pwease." Why can't she be that nice at home? I guess she must really love her grandma.

Esme put the pan on the stove and turned on the front burner. When it was heated up she buttered one side of two pieces of bread. She put on of the buttered sides on the pan and threw a piece of cheese on top, then put the other piece of bread on top, the butter facing up.

Once that was done she threw it on a plate and served it to Renesmee. Then she made another and called in Matthew. He came running into the kitchen, snickering, "Gwampa and Emwit or fighting." He jumped up at the counter, next to Renesmee.

I looked at Esme and Rosalie and listened, "Emmett, I said no and that's final." Carlisle said in a calm but final tone.

"It's over when I say it's over." Emmett declared and there was a rustling of a plastic bag, probably the on in front of him. He dashed into the kitchen with the squirt gun in hand and right to the sink. He held it under the running faucet and filled the gun. He ran out to the living room then stopped in his tracks, "Where'd he go?" I hid my giggled and walked further into the kitchen.

"Do not spray that in my house Emmett McCartney Cullen!" Esme said sternly and Emmett turned around and looked at for a second. She help out her hand and he looked at his gun for a second then handed it over.

She walked over to the sink and dumped out the water. She sat the squirt gun down on the counter and looked back over at Emmett, "If this is out of its spot for more then a second it's going to be gone." She said and Emmett nodded.

Emmett sulked away and went upstairs. He hit the last step, "Shit, Carlisle!" He yelled and there was loud bangs as Emmett fell down the stairs. Carlisle ran down the steps and squirted Emmett repeatedly, until the gun ran out of water.

"What is this!" Emmett yelled, finally catching his footing at the bottom of the steps, "He can use a squirt gun in the house but I can't, Esme?"

Esme glared across the living room, "No, he can't. Now you both can clean up the water mess you made." Emmett when to protest, "I said both of you." They looked down at the ground and Carlisle put the gun on the floor. Esme ran over and retrieved it, putting it next to the other one on the counter.

"And watch your language. You have two little kids in this house Emmett." I said but didn't get an answer.

The kids were whispering to each other and looking at Carlisle and Emmett over their shoulders. I walked over and stuck my face between them, "What are you talking about?" I asked and felt arms snake around my waist.

"Nofing." They said and I smiled at them.

"Are you sure about that?"

"Nope, we're talking about Emwit." Renesmee said giggling and Matthew joined in.

"Yeah, and what about Grandpa?" Edward asked and rested his chin on my head.

"Yeah, and Gwampa. He got in trouble by Gwanma." Matthew said and stood up on his chair, "Wosy! Can we have ice cweam?"

"Of course, sweetie." Rosalie said and walked to the refrigerator.

"Matthew, please sit You don't want to fall off, do you?" asked and he shook his head, sitting down.

While Rosalie got the ice cream out and into a bowl I went to a draw and got the spoons they would need. Rosalie went to put the ice cream back in the freezer and I grabbed the two bowls off the counter and walked them to the table, setting them down in front of the two kids.

They ate their ice cream like they were staving, even though they just had a grilled cheese. I only shook my head and laughed. I didn't try stopping them. I mean, they're only little kids. I'm going to let them live like little kids. And if that's what makes them happy, then so be it.

While Rosalie, Esme, and I talked Jasper and Edward disappeared to the living room to watch Carlisle and Emmett clean their water mess up and Alice joined into our conversation.

We really didn't talk about anything of importance. Alice brought out that Rosalie was thinking of having another wedding for her and Emmett since its been about 53 years since their last one. Rosalie said that she wasn't sure yet, that maybe she would want to wait to move then remarry as 19 years old in college.

Which the move was coming soon. We would have to close up this house and move to one somewhere else. We'd have to move before the kids started a new school. Carlisle was thinking that maybe in the next three years is when we're going to move to the Alaska with the Denali clan, the Cullen's good buddies.

"Why does Denali sound so familiar?" I asked, leaning against the counter with my elbows.

"Oh Bella." Rosalie laughed, while walking over to the table where Matthew and Renesmee sat.

"I'm going with daddy." Renesmee mumbled and jumped off the chair, disappearing into the living room. Matthew stretched his arms up for Rosalie to pick him up, "You despised that girl, Tanya." She headed back over to us, "You were about 6 and they came down and you noticed that she was hitting on him and you got jealous." She laughed again and Alice took over.

"Yeah, so you claimed him for yourself and whenever he wasn't around you you'd throw a fit. He asked what was wrong and you broke down to him and said how much you hated Tanya. He said that she didn't mean as much as you did to him and then you were smug." Next was Esme.

"And you didn't know, but we saw right through you, sweetie. We could tell you really loved your Eddie. It was quite cute. And now look at you two."

When she said that I really thought about our life. I came into his life as a little kid. He was a vampire and I was a human. As I grew older he didn't because he doesn't age. I developed feelings for him and his only grew stronger as I got older, to a more appropriate age. Now, eighteen years later here I am, with the love of my life and my two beautiful children, though they might not be mine blood related, they still hold my heart as if they were.

I smiled, "Wow." Was all I could say and I asked them to explain my life when I was a little kid.

When Edward brought me a stuffed wolf from build a bear. I laughed at that.

He listened to the doctors thoughts and found out that he didn't really check my head for a concussion, so he had Carlisle check my head.

When I first met the family and I gave Emmett his nickname, Teddy. I called Jasper, Casper. When Alice bombarded me with clothes before I even knew her name. When they explained their powers and I was so amazed, not at all scared for my life like I should have been.

And the first time I gave Edward a hug. And when I conned him out of 5 bucks.

And when I screamed because of the thunderstorm, but Edward was there with me, all night.

They told me of the time Edward took me to McDonalds and Edward thought he lost me because I ran off into the place. We got kicked out pretty much for throwing our breakfast. And I got syrup all over his car and him.

They told me everything that happened, hardly skipping anything.

Not once did they say about my parents, "What about my parents?" I asked and they saddened a little. I never really knew my real parents, but now I was curious.

I was thinking of having an age jump not the next chapter but the chapter after that, what do you say? What age? Nothing higher then ten though. So give me an idea... What about 6, first day of kindergarten?