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Thank you to my reviewers
When asked about how old the twins and the other two were in the last chapter I decided to put up a time chart. Keep in mind numbers do not stick in my head whatsoever. Which is why I want to teach little kids! Their math skills will not outweigh mine! muahahahahahahaha!
Anyway here it is. Jasper and Emmett are the same age. Jasper's birthday is in November and Emmett's is in April.
Chapter 1: Fet-i to newborn
Chapter 2: Four almost five (their birthday is August 20th which is right after school starts)
Chapter 3-6: Five and six
Chapter 8-9: Nine
Chapter 10: eleven
Chapter 10,
The day started out like any other. It was a warm Saturday afternoon and Carlisle was working on his final paper for his final class. Esme was reading a guide to finding a good internship in the Chicago area.
"Mom," Alice said walking into the room.
"Yes pumpkin?" Esme asked looking up from her reading.
"I want a bra."
Carlisle spit out the water he was drinking in pure shock and Esme crossed one leg over the other. "Sweetie you don't have anything yet," she reminded her.
"Fine I want to learn how to shave."
"Oh god you're killing me," Carlisle moaned sitting back and putting his hands over his face. "Alice you're too young!"
"Daddy I'm eleven!"
"Too young!" He cried. "You are too young to be wanting bras and shaving! Too young!"
"According to your father you're too young," Esme said, "and I have to agree. Give it another year."
"But why?" Alice whined. "Look mom I have boobs!"
Carlisle nearly fainted when Alice flashed them both.
"Wow...I need to come over more often," Emmett's friend said as they came in. Alice turned around, unfortunately with her shirt still up around her shoulders.
"Oh, hi Ricky," she said. "What's up?"
"Nothing," Ricky sighed with a smile.
"ALICE PUT YOUR SHIRT DOWN!" Carlisle screeched. "YOU BOYS GO SOMEWHERE!"
"Carlisle calm down," Esme sighed.
"NO IT ISN'T ALRIGHT! IT IS FAR FROM ALRIGHT! MY BABY JUST SHOWED HER TA-TAS TO THAT BOY IN HER CLASS AND HER BROTHER!"
"So that means I have enough to get my first bra?" Alice asked with a smile.
"NO! NONONONONONONONO! NO A HUNDRED TIMES! YOU ARE ELEVEN! ELEVEN ALICE NOT A TEENAGER! NO BRA! NO SHAVING! NO PERIODS! NO GROWING UP! DAD'S SPOKEN!"
"And broken our ear drums," Esme sighed. "Alice sweetie I think what your father is trying to say is that we don't feel you're ready yet."
"But mom!"
"No buts," Esme said firmly. "Alice let it go."
"Mom when I be old enough?" Alice asked, her lip beginning to quiver. "You and especially dad tell me 'when I get bigger'. But I am bigger! I'm in middle school!"
"SEVENTH GRADE!" Carlisle shrieked so shrilly he could have broken glass.
"WHICH IS MIDDLE SCHOOL DAD!" Alice shrieked back.
"Sweetie surely you saw this coming," Esme said.
"Yeah but I hoped that I could talk you into changing your mind," Alice admitted with a slight flush in her cheeks. Esme stood up and hugged her.
"Trust me baby, when you get to be my age you look back and wish that you were still your age. Trust me Alice there is plenty of time for you to grow up. You'll be a teenager soon and you'll be on your way to being a woman. Then you'll get to your twenties and be in college and the real world and trust me you'll be wishing you could go back to your carefree childhood."
"But I don't want to be a kid anymore."
Esme smiled and tucked some of Alice's hair behind her ear. "But you're growing up so fast it makes your daddy sad."
"I think daddy fainted," Alice mumbled when Esme gave her shoulders a squeeze. Esme looked over and sighed.
"Well so he did."
Carlisle was passed out on the sofa. Alice walked over to him and poked his cheek. "Daddy."
Poke poke.
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddy! Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddy wake uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup!" Alice whined shaking his shoulder.
"Gotcha!" Carlisle cried locking his arms around his daughter. Alice shrieked and giggled when he tickled her. "You're a big girl huh?"
"Y-yes!"
"A big girl that still can't get away from her daddy?!"
"Y-yes! Daddy s-stop! T-that tickles!"
"That's the point sweetie!" Carlisle laughed. Esme shook her head and walked off to take care of the laundry. After a few more fits of laughter Carlisle and Alice were flopped on the floor breathing heavily.
"Daddy I'm sorry I'm growing up too fast," she said.
"No matter how big you get you'll always be my little angel," he said patting her head. He sat up and sighed. "I just don't want to see the day when you and Edward don't need me anymore."
"Don't worry daddy, I'll always need you," Alice said hugging him around the neck from behind. Carlisle smiled and held her arm.
"Thanks princess."
Alice kissed his cheek and gave him a squeeze before running off.
---
"Esme," Carlisle said semi frantically as he ran into the bedroom, "the kids are out of the house and at the park."
"Yes? And?"
"We're having sex," he said pulling his shirt off. Esme barely had time to give him a devious grin before he was ontop of her on the bed. She giggled when he pulled her shirt off and kissed her neck.
---
"I swear that's never happened before," Carlisle mumbled. Esme sat up and stretched. "Are you angry?"
"Don't worry sweetie," Esme said kissing his cheek, "you can't force the mood if you don't feel it."
"Esme my warrior wouldn't rise to storm the castle!" Carlisle cried.
"Maybe because you, hem, warrior, got tired of cheesy metaphors like that," she suggested putting her blouse back on. Carlisle glowered at her as she tossed his shirt back. "Keep it off if you'd like, you know how I love your body."
"Right nothing like a flabby middle aged man to get you in the mood."
"Carlisle you're only thirty, hardly middle aged," Esme sighed.
"God I'm only thirty and I can't get it up!" Carlisle moaned falling back into the pillows. "Esme you may as well divorce me."
"Oh baby, if I was only interested in you for the sex I would have left years ago," Esme said with a smile as she walked out.
"How is that funny?!" Carlisle cried. "Woman!"
He scowled when he heard her laughter from the living room and he put on his sweats. He went out and Esme was settling into the sofa to work on a nice book.
"Baby I'm old," Carlisle moaned sinking into the chair. "I'm an old man."
"Lord Carlisle you aren't old," Esme groaned. "At least you still have your figure! I haven't looked hot since I gave birth!"
"You always look hot," he said, "you've always been the prettiest woman I've ever seen.
"You're sweet."
Carlisle was about to say more, perhaps to give himself a spark, when the phone rang. Esme went to answer it and had been talking for a good while in the other room when Alice came running in.
"Dad! Dad we have to go to the park!"
"Why?" Carlisle asked.
"Because Edward fell and he hurt himself! Come on hurry!"
---
Edward was sitting on the pavement. He looked to truly be in pain but not just because of his arm. Carlisle saw the cause of his pain sitting down the way.
"Where are the others?" Alice asked as she skated up.
"They went to get help," Edward groaned, "I need water! You hateful jerk you left it all the way over there! I'm in the sunlight!"
"Yeah like you're going to melt," Alice grumbled.
"What are you kids doing here?" Carlisle demanded. "You know your mother and I told you not to come down to the skate park."
"Hard core wipe out," a teenager said, "get the kindergartners off the ramps!"
"We're in middle school you ignorant cow!" Alice shot back.
"Alice be quiet," Carlisle snapped. "Come on Edward let's get up."
"Take his skates off first," Esme said kneeling down to fuss.
"Aw there's his mommy," the teenager taunted.
"Shut up fart breath!" Edward snapped.
"Go cry for your mommy tough guy!"
Esme got up and grabbed the teen's collar. "I know you'd like to think that you are a hot shot by picking on a boy that's younger than you but at least he isn't going to be some high school drop out with metal all over his face who will, let's face it, one day end up flipping burgers in the local burger stand when he's forty or living in a dumpster begging for scraps."
"Step off you old hag!"
"Call me old one more time and I will show you a world of hurt both physical and egotistical."
"Fucking old bitch!"
"Oh it's on," Esme growled. She knocked his friend off of his skate board and dragged the teenager after her.
"Oh lord," Carlisle sighed, "Alice?"
"This is going to be so sweet," Alice giggled.
"Challenging me old bat?"
Esme hopped on the board and skated into the half pipe. The teenager watched in shock as a woman he considered old not only pulled off a backside 180 kickflip, a pop shove-it and a frontside 360 but pulled it off perfectly. She tricked her way down the half pipe and into the bowl where she continued to dazzle and confuse bystanders. She hopped out of the bowl and tricked back down the half pipe ending up where she started. She thrust the board into the teen's chest.
"Any questions?" she asked. His jaw was dropped and stunned into shock. "Back up Blue's Clues I'm going to go take care of my son. Unless you want me to take a moment to call your daddy so she can wipe the drool away."
"N-no."
"Yeah, it would probably be best that he didn't find out that you disrespected an old hag and got you ass handed to you on the pipe. Have a nice day."
Esme walked back to her family. Carlisle was helping Edward stand with Alice holding his skates. All three of them gaped at her.
"Let's go get you to the doctors," Esme said.
"I have never been so turned on," Carlisle groaned.
"Oh my god Emmett is gonna freak when he hears what he missed."
---
"MOM DID WHAT?!" Emmett cried as Alice told him the story.
"It was a thing of beauty," Alice sighed, rubbing it in. "You should have seen her. She was going up and down the half pipe like she owned the place! She totally faced the teenagers!"
"Oh man I had heard that she used to skate when she was younger but I didn't believe it! She has to teach me!"
"Whatever you're talking about it isn't going to happen," Esme said as she came out.
"Is Edward okay?" Jasper asked.
"He's fine, and you're all grounded."
"Why?!" Alice cried.
"How did you not see this coming?!" Emmett demanded, "you such as a psychic!"
"Well it wasn't my fault Edward decided to grow a pair and use Jasper's skates! I was too busy getting my skate on when the vision hit and by then the klutz had already taken the spill!"
"We'll see you back in one week," the doctor said as they came into the waiting room. "Then you'll get your cast."
"Great," Edward grumbled.
"Don't give the doctor lip," Carlisle scolded, "it's your own fault."
"Dad I'm in pain," Edward whined.
"Broken bones can get like that," Carlisle said, "I'm sure you know your punishment by now."
"Yes," Edward sighed sadly.
"So what's wrong?" Jasper asked.
"Broke my wrist," Edward grumble, "hairline fracture."
"At least it isn't a compound," Jasper said, "that has the gross factor to go with it."
Edward shuddered.
"Yeah and way to go on the puking," Emmett applauded.
"I told you I get sick when I hear bones break!" Edward snapped.
"You're all grounded for two weeks," Carlisle said, "you will go to school and come home to do your homework. You will watch only the news with your mother and myself and that is it."
"Aw man," they groaned in chorus.
Carlisle led them to the van and drove home in silence. The kids were all surly. Alice because Edward didn't listen to her frantic mental message telling him that skating would end badly, Edward because his arm was broken and he was grounded, Emmett was mad because Edward got them busted and Jasper was upset because he hadn't even wanted to go to the skate park but Emmett had dragged him anyway.
"I you don't even want to go why did you get your skates?" Edward demanded.
"Emmett got them for me," Jasper shot back, "and I told you not to go on but you had to rise up to the mental torments! Well you looked stupid!"
"Yeah that's true," the other three agreed. "You did look like a dope."
"Oh shut up! It was my first time!"
"That's enough kids," Esme said looking in the rearview.
You didn't even get into any of the ramps or pipes!
That was an inch long slope! You wuss!
"SHUT UP!" Edward yelled.
"Hey! Stop thinking insults to your brother!" Esme snapped. "Don't make me come back there! I swear to god I will!"
She met four irritated sets of eyes. They softened under her glare and went back to sulking.
---
"Alice change over the laundry, Emmett take out the trash, Edward take out the recycling and Jasper pick up the toys you kids left scattered about," Esme ordered. "Carlisle make dinner."
"You really want me to do that?" Carlisle asked. Esme turned and glared at him and he could have sworn he felt himself frost over for just a moment. "Hamburger helper good for you?"
"Mom can Jasper and I switch? I can't lift the recycling," Edward said.
"Fine," Esme sighed falling into the sofa and rubbing the bridge of her nose. The phone rang and she picked it up. "Hello?"
Carlisle walked in the living room with the intention of asking if the hamburger was thawed when he saw Esme's expression.
"How did you get this number?" Esme demanded. She was on her feet with one arm tucked around her middle. Carlisle recognized it instantly as a security thing. Her eyes were filling with tears. "Don't you ever call again."
She hung up and Carlisle rushed over to her. "Baby what's wrong?" he asked holding her shoulders.
"We're changing the number right now," Esme said wiping her eyes.
"Why?"
"We're also getting it unlisted," she added.
"Are we moving too?" Carlisle asked, fully deserving the smack on the shoulder she gave him. "Esme, love, just tell me what's wrong."
"Charles just called. I don't know how he even knew that we were married! Carlisle I don't want him calling here ever again!"
"Okay I'll have the phone company change the number," Carlisle said rubbing her back in soothing circles, "it'll be okay Esme I promise."
"What if he comes here?" Esme asked.
"Then he'll have to get through me if he ever wants to get to you," he promised, "I'll protect you."
"What's wrong mom?" Emmett asked as he came in. "Are you that mad at us?"
"No baby," Esme said wiping her eyes again. "Go wash up."
Emmett nodded and left. Esme knew that he was going to be asking Edward later.
"Don't even bother," Alice said when Emmett walked by the laundry room, "Edward isn't going to tell you."
"You know I should be used to that," he sighed. "Noble brat."
"Well it is nice of him," Alice defended as she picked up the basket. "I mean he can't give us very much privacy, the least he could do is keep it private from everyone else. I know he doesn't like having these powers anyway."
"I guess," Emmett sighed, "need help?"
"Could you start the dryer for me?"
Emmett nodded and Alice walked downstairs with the clothes. "Don't go to Sam's tonight mom," Alice said as she put the basket in the living room to fold the clothes, "I see you getting very upset and getting hurt."
"By who?" Carlisle asked.
"Something will make you cry on the way home so you'll crash the car. You won't get hurt bad, just a mild concussion, but the car would be totaled."
"Thanks Alice," Esme said quietly as she started on the laundry. She folded the clothing slowly as she was distracted. Emmett joined her when he got done and helped her separate the clothes into various piles. Jasper crawled up onto the couch behind her and radiated the calming aura he had become good at.
"Don't be sad again," Emmett said quietly when they finished. He snuggled up against her side under her arm. "You promised that you wouldn't."
"I know," Esme sighed. "I wish Mitch was here."
"Me too," both boys agreed.
"It's Charles again isn't it?" Emmett asked. Esme nodded and received hugs from both boys. "Don't worry mom, if he even comes near you we'll knock him out."
"You boys are sweet," she said with a weak smile.
"We don't want you to be sad again," Jasper said. "I like you better when you're happy.
"You boys make me happy," Esme said hugging them both back, "all four of you do. I couldn't imagine someone luckier than me."
"I could think of a few people," Jasper said, making Emmett laugh and Esme kiss his cheek. "Everything happens for a reason, remember?"
"Your dad taught you that didn't he?" Esme asked with a sad smile in remembrance of her brother.
"Yep. He said that I was an obnoxious brat so that he could find Jazzy and helping him get to talk again helped you deal with your depression over Danny," Emmett said. "And Danny dying drove you to go to school again where you met our other dad and now we're all a big happy family."
"We are aren't we?"
"Forever," Carlisle murmured kissing the top of Esme's head. "Dinner's ready love."
Esme smiled up at him and kissed his lips. Both boys wrinkled their noses and got up to set the table. Gently Carlisle caressed her cheek and her arms curled around his neck. She was safe with him. She was loved with him.
TBC
I have absolutely no skating knowledge whatsoever so I googled skateboard tricks. So if they suck...sorry I tried. My first and only trip to a skate park was turned into a nice little experience for Edward. Seriously I shouldn't be allowed on wheels. The only difference between my experience and Edward's was that I actually had permission to be there...from one parent. Whom I had asked because I knew my mom would say no. I had a hairline fracture and it was just in time for seventh grade. I just had to pass the torture on to Eddie : )