A/N: I don't know if I told everybody but this story is another version of x. C.x.x's Sunlight. Some things don't make sense in it but its related.

Oh and you guys should be happier because this is my longest chapter by 1712 words.

12. August - Looking after Lucus

Day One, Week One, Saturday

Ding, Ding, ding, ding, diiiiiiinnnnngg... My doorbell screeched. I went to answer the door. I knew who it was. Three days ago Renesmee and Jacob had called to tell me they were going on a romantic holiday; just the two of them. I'd asked if I could look after Lucus. They said yes. They had finally got reservations a resort that they'd been trying to get into for ages just wanting a romantic holiday away. Mum and Dad were on another business trip for a month this time so I knew they wouldn't give a shit. After hurriedly reorganising some things I'd managed to help them out. "Claire," Jacob hugged me as I opened the door. Before I knew it Lucus was gone; running around crazily in the house yelling "unky Qwil... Unky Qwil!" I raised my eyebrow as I took that in and the view of Renesmee filled with Lucus' bags from head to toe. "Sorry had to give the kid some chocolate to cheer him up. Not very happy Mama and Daddy are ditching him," Jacob explained.

"No that's fine," I said taking some bags from Renesmee.

"Thanks Claire and hello," she kissed me on the cheek and walked inside. I showed them to Luke's room for the fortnight. His room was mine rearranged. Quil and Jake had rearranged my room to fit a few of Luke necessities in it; such as a cot, change table, a few toys had plenty of other rooms in the house but mine was the furtherest from my parents room and the closest to Quil's. I was going to sleep in Quil's bed. Once Renesmee had put the bags down she went to retrieve Lukey. It took a while the house being so big and all but in the she found his in the corner of the Library reading the encyclopaedia. Well obviously not reading reading it but you get the idea. After that she put him down in his newly build cot, and come down stairs to talk the babysitting over.

"Thanks so much Claire for this. I don't know what I'd do without you," she said as she came in the room.

"Yeah," Jake said, agreeing with her.

"That's fine you guys need a holiday; you look like shit. Nah joking but you do deserve a holiday," I said.

They laughed. "Okay Claire... where to start. Um... Okay Luke is no doubt going to crack up when we leave so just put The Wiggles on for him and he should be fine. Food... okay he's good with most foods but not steak and stuff. Try to keep it soft food. Bedtime at quarter to eight. Earlier if you want a rest. Try to read to him. If you can't that's fine. Quil's got him during the day, so tell Quil just to keep him amused. Quil's good at that. Foxy - his teddy - is The Wiggles bag, he'll need that. You might want to invite Aiden over; Luke and him had become good friends. Luke loves teaching him new words. My family will visit sometimes... Um. He's pretty easy going..." Renesmee started to get hysterical so Jake tried to calm her.

"Nessie shh... It's okay. I know you've never left him before but it's okay. He'll be fine," Jake took her in his arms and kissed her forehead. They seemed to of forgotten I was there so I snuck out and went to check on Luke. His cute toddler form was bunched up in the corner, butt in air. After a minute or two Renesmee and Jake followed in carrying Luke's bags. They put them on the cardboard floor. Renesmee put Luke back into a comfortable looking pose. Then she kissed his forehead. Jake did, too. We tip-toed out of the room. I made the Blacks a cup of Coffee. Renesmee and I went over some last minute stuff. Stuff like how to contact them and what to do with Luke. Pretty boring but vital. I asked some important and not so important questions. I wanted to know why the Cullen's weren't looking after Luke but Renesmee had said they'd offered but she wanted them to have a break for a while too. After half an hour of chatting Luke woke up and Nessie and Jacob had to leave. I got him out of bed to say good-bye to his parents.

"Bye baby," Nessie kissed and hugged him. She looked worried. I couldn't blame her never having left him and all. Luke was confused a bit but understood that whatever was coming he wasn't going to like. So he kissed his mother and father back and danced around with them. I think he was still wondering where Quil was. Renesmee picked him up and walked out to the car carrying him. One last kiss from the both of them and they jumped in the car. Once nobody was strapping Luke into his car seat he figured it out. He let a high-pitched scream and struggled in my un-ready arms. I almost dropped the kid but I got the strength in him. He was a big one and a half year old. Tears rolled down his cheeks and Nessie drove away before she could become too upset too.

I bounced Luke in my arms. "Come on matey. Quil will come home soon. And you can watch The Wiggles now. How's that?" I asked.

The screaming stopped but his eyes were still tearful. "W-wiggle?" he asked.

"Yeah, Lukey. Wiggles come on." I took Lucus back inside the gate and placed the red-faced, teary-eyed toddler on his feet.

"Foxy?" Luke held his hands up and looked at me, tears forming again. And I thought only teenage girls were hormonal. I picked him up and held him tight.

"Lukey its fine. Foxy is inside and we'll go get him and watch The Wiggles. Come on look it will be fun," I juggled him up and down again. He hiccupped, though I think he was trying to laugh but the crying had stopped that.

We went inside and I got Luke his Foxy and put on The Wiggles for him. He was fine in no time. Everything was peaceful until Quil came home.

"Who's at door?" Luke asked me in his cute little 1 year-old voice. Luke was very advanced for a one year- and nine month-old baby.

I laughed, "Well it's Uncle Quil," I said this expecting what was coming.

"UNKY QWIW," Luke jumped up from his lime-green coloured bean-bag and ran around the house looking for Quil even though he was at the door and Luke knew that. I think he just wanted an excuse to run around crazy. As Quil got the door unlocked Luke rounded the corner and smashed into him.

"Lucus!"Quil picked him up and blew on his belly. He let out a high pitched screech.

"Hey, Babe," Quil said kissing me, after he'd managed to get Luke to watch his show again. That night lead on like that; noisy, fun and holiday-ish.

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A/N: Thank x. C.x.x for this stunning idea.

Day Three, Week One, Monday

When I went back to school two days later, I was worried at first. I know I was only young but I was responsible. That's not me being stuck-up or whatever, people say that all the time. And it's natural to be worried when you leave a one-year-old boy with -well let's face it - your big kid boyfriend, right? Anyway, I went to school worried but after I got home I was fine. Here's why:

I walked through the door and heard Quil and Luke laughing from the kitchen. I put my Country Road bag into my room and went to see what they were up to. To be honest, I was worried... again. This time about what I would find around the corner, in the kitchen. Two boys - one immature when with youngsters, one only twenty-one months old - in the kitchen instantly screams 'Danger!' I branched myself as I walked into the kitchen. When I arrived I saw my boyfriend first. Aprin carelessly tied onto him wrong. His hair went everywhere - which I loved - with flour in his hair - something I'm not so fond of. He has no shirt on and daggy pants. Surprisingly it was sexy.

Then I looked at Luke, who was in a chair because he obviously couldn't reach the counter. Luke had flour everywhere. Not just his hair, his face, body etc. That's why I was thankful he had I bib on, no shirt and only a diaper. No washing. Yay. The kitchen however was in a different state. Some sort of substance was smudged on the walls. Egg was EVERYWHERE.

Before silent anger could come, Quil kissed me, Luke smacked his hand on his mouth and quickly out-stretched his hand as far as it would go and blew. I laughed; he was so so so cute. Then more laughter came as Quil pulled the... I think mess is the closest word to what it was, out of the oven and placed it on a heating tray. I bursted out laughing and so did Luke. I huge blob of red sat in front of me.

"What is that?" I managed to splutter out. Quil put on a fake defensive look.

"It's a master piece, isn't it Luke?"-Luke nodded, serious-faced now-"It our unique Red-egg and Lettuce Pie. Tastes nice, try it". I laughed so hard my stomach hurt. Quil did too. Luke just looked at his 'master piece' with a hungry look in his eye. I would've asked if Quil had fed the poor child anything all day but I couldn't speak.

When I finally was able to talk or move, the pie had cooled down enough for Luke and me to eat. So I checked if it was eatable -and it was- and cut him a piece. Call me weird but it did taste nice. The red as only food-colour (thank God) and I love egg and lettuce. The pastry was a little weird with it but I put up with it.

"Thanks for dinner sweeties," I said, kissing them both. Luke patted his cheek when I gave Quil a kiss, indicating he wanted one too.

"Other than making this 'masterpiece what did you do today?" I asked.

"Well first the Cullen Clan came around. They took Luke out to a Circus. Which he enjoyed very much" Quil replied. Luke pulled the cutest and ugliest face at the same time. He was trying to be a monkey. He puffed out his cheeks and pulled at his ears. I laughed again. Anyway I was so glad to be out of making dinner that I gave them both extra special desert. Chocolate surprise. Ice-cream, M&M's, Cadbury chocolate and chocolate topping. It nice as. I knew from that day on that the next time I left those two alone, I'd be just fine.

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Day One, Week Two, Saturday

We'd organised for Aiden to come and visit that day. And Luke was being a pain that day.

"Lucus Black come and get some clothes on," I said, trying very hard to keep a low and calm voice. He just keep running around the house. Naked. I just given him a bath. As soon as I had turned around to get his clothes he was gone. Dropped the towel and everything, prepared for the marathon he was about to run.

"Noo, Aunt Cwaire," Luke keep running. Quil wasn't even here to help me. He was at the shop getting groceries. Luke had inhaled his food I swear. I thought toddlers aren't supposed to eat much. Luke was different. We run for a few minutes, until Quil came in the door. Luke didn't stop running. Quil wasn't as interesting as before apparently, not after living with him for a week. Luke didn't feel the need to stop for him.

"Lucus!" I raised my voice this time. He was pissing me off. Bad. Luke just laughed and kept running.

"Lucus!" Quil said firmly, his voice was full of authority and it was obvious he wasn't going to take any crap. Luke stopped, realising he wasn't being very good. Why the hell couldn't I do that? "Come back and put your clothes on," Quil said his voice a little less harsh but it was still there. Luke walked back to me. I knelt down and put Lucus clothes on with on a little whining. Luke'd been good the whole week then. Cute, sweet and a bundle of joy.

"Thanks honey," I said kissing him. We got into it a bit. We'd barely touched each other in a week.

"Ucky Ucky kissy. Only mummy and daddy kissy." Luke ran away. That kid will be a runner for sure. Never stops running.

Then the doorbell rang.

"AEN!" Luke screeched and ran to the door. I'm guess Aen was Aiden. I answered the door. Aunt Em, Sam, and Aiden were there. Aiden walked into the house slowly.

"Sorry he's just woked up," Aunt Emily said and kissed my cheek.

'Lucus is the complete opposite," I sighed, "He's being a little pest."

Sam kissed my cheek to and walked inside to see Quil. Luke and Aiden were already gone. I closed the door behind Aunt Emily. I heard a shriek of laughter come from the upstairs lounge room. Auntie Em and I smiled at each other. We sat in the kitchen and talked for a while. Then one of my favourite phone calls came.

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Claire!" Josh's voice came out of the phone. I shrieked a little myself.

"Josh! How are you?" I asked.

"Good but let's skip the small talk. I have BIG talk," Josh said, building suspense.

"Okay.. What is it?" I asked. I was very curious.

"Well Annabelle and I have decided to get married," he said, rather bluntly. He was rather excited.
"WHAT!?" I screamed. Emily's eyes looked scared as if something scaring had happened.

"Shh.. Claire. I don't want Annabelle to have to have a bridesmaid who made her husband deaf." Good things just keep coming.

"What!? Me!? You two want me?"

"Of course." We talked a lot more about the wedding. Josh asked me to tell Mum and Dad and ask them if I could go to Los Angles to get my dress and help etc. etc. I CANT BELIEVE IT! Me in Los Angles. I would tell them of course. When I got off the phone Emily gave me a look of if you don't tell me now I'll explode.

"Josh is getting married!" I said. I left Aunty Emily there just looking stunned and run around telling everybody. Even Luke and Aiden.

"Who Josh?" Luke asked.

"Marry!" Aiden said.

"Josh," I said," is my brother and Aiden's cousin."

"AIDEN!" Aiden shrieked his name and laughed. I shook my head and went back down stairs.

The day went on. Aunty Emily and I made lunch for the boys (both big and small). Then we left the Big Boys in charge of the Smaller Boys, then went out to lunch. We talked for ages. When we got home the Smaller Boys were asleep and the Bigger Boys were a bit hammered.

A/N: I cheated in this chapter. X. C.x.x wrote this. It's very good. I was too stressed and bored to write this part/day sorry. Anyway Thx Beth!

Day five, week two, Thursday

I watched Luke carefully as he swung on the baby swing. Because he was so small, he seemed vulnerable to everything! It was as if I thought the bark in the playground would swallow him up. I was wincing at anything as much as a ten year old girl ran past him, terrified he would be knocked out by something like a twitch of a finger. I was just about to get up and hurtle him out of the disaster zone, when the toddler came running back to Quil and me.

"Me thirsty," He said. I smiled and handed him his water bottle. He shoved his little mouth on the lid as he guzzled the water down. I could hear him gulping it all and wondered if he was close to finishing the bottle.

"Don't drink too much; you might be sick," I warned. He nodded and took the bottle away from his lips.

"Unky Qwil and Aunty Cwaire I go on fireman powe?" He asked, pointing to the large fireman post two metres down from the fort.

"Um… okay," I said. I was petrified he might attempt to grab it and fall. He grinned, reminding me of Jacob.

"Fank ou!" He called, already running back to the fort.

"He'll be fine, Claire," Quil laughed, reading my face. I nodded.

"I know," I said untruthfully. His phone then went off. He kissed my forehead, and then stood up.

"I'll be back," Quil said, walking over to a less noisy spot. I smiled and nodded. Then as soon as I turned my head back, I almost screamed when I saw Lukey lying on the playground floor, clutching his head and crying. I ran over to him. Quil saw what was wrong and told the caller he'd ring them back. I picked Lukey up and took him back over to our patch of grass. He was crying very loudly, and people were starting to stare.

"Shh," I said, trying to shut him up. He hugged my neck, and sobbed into my hair. "What happened?" I asked.

"I-I falled down f-f-fireman p-pole," He stammered through tears.

"Did you hit your head?" I asked, remembering the sight of him holding his forehead. I felt him nod. "Which part?" He came out to face me.

"D-dis part," He cried, putting a hand to the front part of his head. He reached out for Quil whom I gladly gave him to, and then began freaking out. What if this wasn't just a bruise and Lucus had really damaged himself? What if he got home to Jake and Nessie and couldn't see properly? I had to tell Renesmee. My stomach then dropped. Oh, she was going to kill me. I took out my cell phone, and shakily pressed her name on the speed dial. I breathed heavily as her phone rang. Once, twice, three times.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Oh hi, Nessie," I said squeakily. I cleared my throat.

"Hey, Claire. What's up?" It took me a while to answer.

"Uh, um. Well we're in the playground… "

"Yes?" Renesmee said.

"And uh, L-Lukey's been playing on the fireman pole… and he fell off and I think he's hit his head." The rest of my sentence tumbled out. To my astonishment, she laughed.

"Oh, I keep telling him to be more careful on those things. Is he okay now?" Nessie asked. I glanced at Lucus who was being hugged my Quil. He didn't seem to be crying anymore, just resting with a sore head.

"I think so," I told her.

"Could you put him on?" She asked.

"Uh, sure," I replied, surprised. I was expecting a white noise from the other phone because Nessie had thrown it in fury or something. I took the cell phone away from my ear, and walked over to Quil and Luke. "Lukey, mummy's on the phone," I said softly, "would you like to talk to her?" His face lit up with a grin that might've set the playground on fire. He nodded enthusiastically. I handed him the phone.

"Mama?" He asked, checking it was her. I could just hear Nessie on the other end.

"How are you, Lukey?"

"A wit-ttle shore," He said honestly; I supposed 'shore' was supposed to mean sore. "But happy."

"I'm glad you're happy. Are you having fun with Quil and Claire?" His mother asked. I listened for his answer, a little nervous.

"Yes. Whots of fun," He grinned.

"And what have you been doing?"

"Ummm… Unky Qwil and me made some pie."

"What kind of pie?" Nessie asked. I could tell from her tone she was smiling.

"Eggy!" Lucus giggled. We all laughed. I could even hear Jacob chortling faintly in the background.

"We miss you," said Renesmee.

"I miss ou too, Mama. I miss Daddy too." It was the kind of tone and sentence that made you want to go "awww".

"Have you been good?" she asked sternly.

"Most of fe time," He said honestly, "Cwaire is sometimes a bit gwumpy because I run around with no clothes on." I heard Nessie laugh in the background. Quil and I chuckled too.

"Well you make sure you don't get her grumpy and put some clothes on next time," She said.

"Okay," He nodded. "Can I talk to Daddy?"

"Sure. Jake?" She called.

"Daddy!" He shrieked with delight.

"Hey, Lukey. How's it going?"

"Good. Foxy is good too," He said, smiling. The earlier conversation with his mother was basically replayed until they had to go.

"Bye, Lukey. We love you and we'll see you soon," They said.

"Bye," Luke murmured, and then handed me the phone so I could hang it up. Lukey decided he didn't want to go on the playground for a while so he sat with Quil and I. We told him stories like Little Red Riding Hood and Goldilocks and the Three Bears while he ate his lunch, clapping when the story had finished. Later, Quil needed the loo. He went to the toilet block near the playground while I stayed with Lucus.

"Round and round the garden, like a teddy bear," I sang, tracing Lukey's palm with two fingers, "One step, two steps, tickly under there!" I said, ticking under his arms. He laughed with delight. I stopped after a little and gave him a chance to catch his breath. I was surprised at the fact that I was having fun.

"Your son is beautiful," A voice said suddenly, breaking me out of my trance. My head snapped up and I saw a lady who looked about thirty-something, smiling at me and Luke. She looked like a passer-by.

"Oh, Lukey's not my son," I said, taken aback by her remark.

"Oh," She said. She seemed surprised. "Sorry. He just looks a bit like you."

"I guess," I shrugged. Luke and I did have the same hair colour. "But I'm too young for a kind anyway."

"You don't look too young," The woman said. "You're, what, eighteen?"

"Fifteen," I corrected, stunned now.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You just seem very mature for your age," The lady said. Let's call her Julia. "Well, bye." Julia left.

A/N: Okay I wrote this!

Day seven, week two, Saturday (last day)

"Mama coming. Daddy coming. Coming for Lukey Boy," Luke had been singing that song all day. He was excited. I was very envious. I wish I could love my parents that much but they'd never let me. Josh and I were always pushed away to a distance where we could only care for them. So I wasn't in the best mood. First it gave me that unloved feeling and secondly I would miss Luke. I'd grown so comfortable and used to him being around. I'm denying that those last two weeks had been a killer but I enjoyed it strangely. "I luv ou Cwaire," Luke hugged me as tightly as he could.

"As I love you Lukey," I said hugging him tightly – though lightly as not to hurt him – back. Luke ran back to his room to continue to 'help' clean up for his trip home. The clean up took a while – two hours. We had to clean all Luke's crap up and put my room back together. Then Nessie and Jake came.

"MAMA! DADDY!" Luke screamed louder than ever.

"LUKEY!" So did Nessie.

"Hey mate!" Jake buddled Luke up in his arms. Will they had their reunion Quil and I made Lunch and tea. They took about five minutes. Then Ness put Luke on the lounge so he could watch Playschool. Jake and Quil went to do their mysterious guy things, whilst Ness and I sat down with a cup of tea – AKA cuppa.

"So how was your fortnight?" I asked.

"The sexy time I've had since Luke was born – put together," she said.

"Sounds lovely," I said.

"Yeah it was..." and Ness dragged on telling me every detail; something I would bore you with. Anyway they arrived at my house at ten o'clock and left at eight-thirty that night. Quil, Luke and I had the best two weeks and I was a bit disappointed it was over but happy at the same time.