A/N: Okay, here's the next part, finally. It's told from Esme's POV.

**Thanks to everyone who takes the time to review, it means a lot**


Bonding Gone Wrong

Part 11: Esme

When I'd walked into the house I'd realized immediately something was wrong. It was too quiet; my house was never this quiet, especially since I knew that Carlisle and the boys were back. Alice and Rosalie had decided on shopping after our fun filled day at the spa. I would have joined them but a part of me was sure that I was needed at home. This quietness in a house with three teenagers and one child was all the confirmation I needed. Something had happened, I thought and with such a quiet house I was sure I knew what it was.

I slowly walked into Carlisle's study. He was sitting at his desk and he appeared to be lost in thought. The look on his face and his body language told me all I needed to know. Something had happened, something that had led Carlisle to discipline one of the boys. After all these years I could tell just by looking at him when he'd disciplined one of our children.

I realized instantly that my assumption at being needed at home had been correct. Carlisle always had a hard time dealing with having to discipline one of our children. He wouldn't hesitate to do so but that didn't mean he enjoyed doing it, what parent did?

"What happened?" I asked quietly trying not to startle Carlisle. I knew he hadn't heard me come in.

"My day didn't exactly turn out as I had planned," I heard him say.

"What happened?" I asked again as I sat down on one of the chairs in front of his desk.

"Your sons decided that disobeying me about the misuse of powers was a good idea," I heard him state.

"What did they do? Who was responsible?" I asked.

"It was all of them Esme. All of them," he said sadly.

"All of them?" I asked. Surely not all four them I thought.

"Yes."

"What did they do?" I asked once more as I sat back and listened to him recount the days events.

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 from me, I thought.

"Kitchen now!" I exclaimed as I walked down the hallway into my bedroom. I knew they'd overheard Carlisle and me in the study, so I had no doubt they knew what I wanted. They had better be in the kitchen when I got their I thought.

Fifteen minutes later after I had given myself ample time to calm down. I walked into the kitchen. I was greeted with the sight of my four sons standing around the kitchen.

"Sit," I said as I pointed at the hard wooden chairs. I watched as they all gulped and reluctantly sat. 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 healed yet, I thought.

"Care to tell me what the four of you were thinking?" I asked.

All four of them avoided eye contact; as a matter of fact they seemed to be finding the kitchen table more interesting.

"I asked a question. Explain yourselves," I said as I looked at them.

Once again all I got was silence. I was debating hauling one of them up and giving him a few smacks so that my sons realized I was serious, when suddenly Edward spoke up.

"We asked Cade to use his powers," rushed Edward quickly.

"Why would you do that?" I asked.

"The game sucked and we wanted it to be fun," said Emmett.

"Were sorry," said Jasper.

"You four know better than to misuse your powers. Especially for something like that, don't you?" I said.

"Yes," mumbled all four of them.

"You disobeyed your father and me on the misuse of powers. You recklessly endangered this family in doing so. You ruined a day your father has been looking forward to by putting him in a position he hates being in. I hope you four are happy!" I said.

"We said we were sorry," whispered Cade.

"Sorry! Sorry, doesn't even begin to cut it, young man…"

Forty-Minutes Later…

"You four need to think of a way to make amends 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 the four solemn boys.

I watched as all four nodded at me, as I passed out the paper and pencils to them.

"Start," I said.

"Mom," whined Emmett.

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

I watched as all four quickly started. 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.

"This fucking sucks," I heard one of them mumble. If it hadn't been so quiet I might have missed it. I quickly walked into the laundry room grabbed what I needed and headed back into the kitchen. I walked over and pulled Emmett's chair back.

"Mom, mom, I'm sorry," pleaded Emmett.

"You know how I feel about such language," I said as I opened the soap and stuck in Emmett's mouth.

"Ahhhh," muttered Emmett the moment the bar of soap was in his mouth. A mouth full of soap was bad enough but to a vampire it was torture.

After a few minutes I reached over and pulled the bar of soap out of Emmett's mouth.

"It'd better not happen again," I warned him as he shook his head and attempted to get up.

"No, finish that letter," I said as I pushed him back down into the chair, eliciting a low yelp from him.

1 Hour Later…

"All right back to your rooms," I said as I held the letters in my hand.

It wasn't just the risk of exposure or the misuse of powers that bothered me. It was that they'd ruined a day that Carlisle had been looking forward too. Carlisle who didn't get to spend as much time with his children as he wanted to and always cherished the time he got to spend with them. He might have spent time with them today but certainly not doing what he'd intended.

At least my day at the spa had progressed without any problems I thought. I just hoped those boys figured out a way to make amends to their father.


okay I had some trouble finishing Esme's part. I'm not entirely satisfied with it but I think it hits what I wanted it to say. Hopefully the next part should be easier to put together…

reviews make the world go round…so review….