The Twilight Twenty-Five

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Prompt: #5

Pen Name: Missus T

Pairing/Character(s): Esme/Carlisle, E/B, Em/Ro, J/A

Rating: T

Word Count: 500

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Esme and Carlisle stood on the deck and watched the melee in the yard.

All three of their boys were under the old oak tree, kicking leaves and harassing each other.

Emmett held Jasper in a headlock, while Jasper's legs were wrapped around Edward's waist. Edward snaked a hand up and started to rub Emmett's scalp with his knuckles, and they fell into a writhing pile, calling each other names and grabbing for sensitive parts.

"Boys!"

Carlisle's voice rang out over the yard in that tone that only dads could pull off. He only needed the one word for them to separate.

They scattered, laughing, and drifted towards the three young women who stood to the side talking quietly. Suddenly, Edward grabbed the girl with long, dark hair and picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder. She screamed and swatted as he carried her to the old fire pit. Emmett and Jasper soon followed suit, and eventually all three couples were snuggling in camp-chairs around the fire.

Carlisle draped his arm around his wife, sighing as she grinned at the scene before her. They watched for a few more minutes as the three couples joked and laughed.

It was rare that all of their boys were home at the same time anymore, and for this weekend, they'd all brought home their significant others. It was a huge step, especially Emmett and Jasper. Neither of them dated anyone longer than a few weeks in the past, let alone invited someone home.

Edward was different. He didn't fall in love often, but he fell hard. He'd brought Bella to Forks several times already. They'd met during Freshman orientation at U-dub and had been inseparable ever since. He'd recently talked to them about his plans to propose to her during the summer before his senior year, so they would have plenty of time to begin making plans for their future together.

Esme shivered, rubbing her arms. They'd been outside watching the kids for easily a half an hour, but she wasn't ready to stop.

Carlisle stepped behind her and slipped his arms around her waist. "You okay?"

She sighed and nodded. "Yes. I love them so much. I mean, I love the men they've become but, watching them today, I miss my boys. I miss when every weekend was like this."

"Oh, love, just you wait. In a few years our home will be full of grandchildren and our weekends will be a whirlwind of trips to the park and the zoo, and soccer or dance - but in the evenings, we'll get to send them home."

"That sounds nice."

"It does, doesn't it?"

While the kids were all together around the fire, Esme noticed that each couple seemed to be in their own little bubble, whispering or kissing.

"Come along, dear."

She grinned and took Carlisle's hand, leading him into the house. She was confident that one, if not all, of her boys would be engaged in the next six months.

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