DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, and all the characters.

WARNING: This story has corporal punishment/Disciplinary spanking of adult vampires in other chapters. Please do not read if you find such things offensive.

Alaskan Trip Announced

Friday, July 08, 2011

Large overshadowing clouds rumbled overhead. Flashes of light brightly illuminated our home, soon followed by crashes of thunder. I stood in the kitchen, and watched with fascination as the storm overtook our abode. The downpour fell heavily, saturating my lovely wife's garden and flooding our drive. The thunderstorm came as a surprise, especially considering the heavy fog we found at Port Angeles.

My hand went to my brows, and rubbed at them tiredly. This had been a full day with many events, which I would rather forget. Twice I feared the loss of my wife, and felt her administrations for handling myself inappropriately. At that thought, my hand moved absent-mindedly to my backside and gave it a little rub. Sitting would not be in my near future. I had feared the loss of children, harmed my son, sped down the highway at insane speeds with Alice, nearly lost a child patient in my care, and I had to discipline two of my children.

Oddly enough we were all guilty of the same thing, and that was allowing our wish to protect the ones we love override our common sense. We all made terrible errors, but they were all done for the same basic reason. Is it possible for us to change, or will this be a problem we will need to deal with for the rest of our eternity? I pondered on that question for a moment, and then heard the approach of my son Jasper. With a smile, I greeted my Southern Soldier, "Jasper, it is good to see you."

Jasper stopped five feet before me, and his golden eyes pierced into my own. He refused to lower his gaze, or to utter a word. I felt no emotional waves from him, so at least he maintained control of his power. This for me was a good sign, as I had only an hour earlier punished his mate. A fact I now realized he knew. I maintained eye contact with my son, and remained calm. He had something to say, and I would wait until he was ready.

We stood silently held in one another's gaze. I noticed the flexing of his masseter muscle, as he stared me down with clenched jaw. Time continued to pass, and my ears detected the sound of my wife's footsteps on the steps. The shower upstairs turned off, and the grumbles of my pixie ended. Apparently, the grime from tonight had finally washed off. In Jasper's hands were the remains of the hated pants Alice found herself forced to wear home tonight.

Jasper took a few steps over to the kitchen trash, and in anger tore those pants once more and stuffed them forcibly into the bin. His glare returned to me as he enquired in a threatening tone, "What right do you have, ta touch my Alice," my son demanded as he fought to restrain his anger. He began losing control of his ability, as a wave of anger crashed hard against me.

I stood my ground, and did not approach him. This is something he needed to work on. The anger threatened to invade my emotions, and I had to remind myself that it was not my own. The taste of venom filled my mouth, and I swallowed deeply to both rid it and aid in the control of my emotion. In an even voice, I spoke to him saying, "Jasper, you will calm down. I will not have this conversation with you otherwise."

The next entrant into the kitchen brought a feeling of warmth to me, as I gazed upon her beauty. Her caramel-covered locks, now dampened from her recent shower, hung heavily against her shoulder. I smiled to my radiant beauty as she greeted her son warmly with a quick peck against his left cheek. All in the home heard the comments made by us, and my wife was no exception. She approached me, and wrapped an arm around my waist snuggling into my side. I responded with wrapping a protective arm over her shoulder. She glanced to the pants in the trash and sighed lightly. Without needing to raise her voice she gently teased, "Alice, jeans are washable."

From somewhere on the second landing we heard, "not those! They were horrendous, and I never want to see them again!" Though just having stepped out of the shower, my pixie daughter moved at vampire speed and soon joined us in the kitchen. Alice wore nicely pressed red jeans, and a black silk top with red decorative threading to match. I had never seen these clothes before. To be honest, I am unable to recall a time when I have seen her wear a shirt twice. She approached me with a quick peck to my right cheek, and eagerly headed to her mate. Her arms wrapped around his neck, as she cuddled into his chest saying, "Jasper, I've missed you."

The waves of anger stopped pressing against me, as Alice began her own special treatment assisting Jasper with his emotional control. My son affectionately kissed his wife with his arms wrapping around Alice in a full and protective embrace. After sharing affections, he glanced back to me with hardened eyes. In a low rumble he asked, "Carlisle, why did you hurt my wife?" It was always Carlisle when upset with me.

"Jasper, that is her story to tell," I reminded him calmly. "I would speak of her punishment no more than I would your own." I felt the palm of my wife's hand slide from my right hip to the middle of my chest, as she held it there affectionately. I averted my gaze to her, and brushed my lips against hers in appreciation for her efforts. My gaze returned to my son as I asked him tiredly, "Jasper, can you honestly say that my punishments have caused harm? Do you seriously think I had something other than her best interests in mind?" I turned my gaze to Alice and said, "Alice, if you feel comfortable speaking of this, then please tell Jasper the reason all three of us received chastisement today."

Jasper heard my words and held his tongue, as his gaze pierced through me. Without warning, my son lowered his eyes and bowed his head in submission to my authority. I nodded to him my acceptance, and thus ended that situation.

Low cherubic sounds of amusement greeted my ears, though the sparkle of mischief in Esme's eyes and Alice's smirk warned me to except that volume to increase. My beautifully wicked and conniving wife gleamed up to me, and glanced back to my daughter. I groaned quietly, knowing I stepped into their trap. Sadly, I was not disappointed, as the women looked to one another planning their assault. Together they repeated the word, "chastisement," and broke into a fit of giggles. Alice was in no condition to answer my request, as she and Esme laughed helplessly.

"Hey, what's so funny," Bella asked as she and Edward joined us in the kitchen. Edward moved almost fluidly with his mate, and stood behind her wrapping his arms around her front. Bella snuggled her back into his chest, as he rested his chin upon her head. Edward raised his left brow to Jasper curiously, who received an equally confused expression as the southern soldier shrugged his shoulders in response.

Emmett and Rose entered the kitchen wearing their baseball clothing. He had a bat leaning against his left shoulder, as Rose leaned into his Right. She wore her glove, and fingered a ball with her other hand. Emmett grinned eagerly as he saw the family gathered and asked, "Who's up for a game of baseball?" His gloved hand opened and quickly moved over to his wife as he grabbed her head with his glove. Rosalie squealed and tried to wriggle away from her much larger mate. With her glove, she wound up and slugged him in the stomach while gently chiding him, "Emmett!"

I shrugged my shoulders and raised my palms in innocence as I feigned naïvety over the comments and amusements of my wife and daughter. Betrayal might be too strong a word, but it did come to mind. Esme looked up to me with a chuckle and answered Bella's question saying, "not my story to tell, is it Carlisle?" Her response made the topic of their mirth clear, and all eyes fell to me. "My use of the word chastisement seems to amuse them," I responded with a playful smirk.

The laughter only grew in volume as I mentioned the word again, and the gazes of my children returned to me expectantly. Alice laughed into her mate's chest and explained, "Dad ..." her giggles took over again to my chagrin. Jasper looked helplessly to me. It became obvious that no answers were coming from the giggling duo. With a sigh of resignation I rolled my eyes in defeat as my wife explained, "He refuses to say spanking when speaking about his own punishments."

Emmett playfully held his stomach after Rose's attack, but his attention soon became diverted by Esme's comment. "Punishment-s? There was more than one?" His wife grinned to him with contentment at the whack, but her mate's question grabbed her interest as her attention snapped back to me.

Edward's face had nuzzled into Bella's neck while his left hand played with her hair. He knew what the laughter was about, but Bella firmly held his interest. Emmett's question had him pause, and he too lifted his head to me. Within seconds, his questions answered with his gift, and he returned to his wife. Bella glanced from Alice to Esme and turned an amused glance my way.

"There are no secrets in this family," I mused with a smirk to Edward. My hands moved to Esme's hair as I gently ran my fingers through her silky locks and answered Emmett's question, "Twice, and never again." That was all I intended to say on the matter.

Silence met with that answer, as the children turned to Esme. She spun around to face me again and firmly kissed me, her hands wrapping loosely around my neck. "No, do not ask any more questions. Your father wishes not to speak of his ... chastisements." Her look to Alice caused them both to break out laughing again.

Edward easily gained Bella's attention, as the two continued to exchange affections. Jasper seemed at a loss while he held his giggling mate without understanding the hilarity. Emmett just whistled at the response, and then suddenly remembered his earlier request. In a booming voice he enthused, " we have hours tonight, and I've come up with a new challenge. Let's go play baseball!"

I smiled to Emmett at his enthusiasm and cleared my throat. "While we have you here," I began with a warm smile to my wife, "Esme and I are going to Alaska for a week. We'll be leaving immediately."

Edward grimaced at the thoughts pulled from my mind, "Dad, please ..." The family erupted in laughter at Edward's pain. They too have issues with his gift. Bella whacked her mate lightly on the chest and accused, "oh, your thoughts are nothing but innocent and pure."

Emmett called out, " oh yeah, you go Dad! "

Rose chortled at her husband's comment, and then suddenly a more serious expression came to her face as she said, "hey, wait a minute." She turned her attention to Esme and accused, "That's not fair. You release your mate from the grounding, but ours can't leave the house."

Esme glanced up to Rose as she explained, "it is a hunting trip, and we are going camping. You may take your mates camping if you choose, but you are responsible for them." She gave me a light jab to my gut and teased, "I'll be looking out for my mate. You girls do the same."

Rose laughed mischievously as she enquired, "you mean we can make lists of chores, tell them what to do, and punish them?" At Esme's nod of agreement Rose emitted a loud gale of laughter as she turned to the other women saying, "We have to make plans!"

"If you guys decide on camping, do not pick Alaska," I explained as I took my wife and embraced her firmly, pressing against her with a passionate kiss. I let out a growl of appreciation, and looked up to the repulsed faces of my children adding, "Interruptions are not desired."

They received my message.

AN: The story is complete, but not over. I have introduced companion stories that are a continuation of this one. A big hearty thank-you goes out to all my readers, and I would like to thank those who let me know their thoughts on the story.

Alaskan Vacation - This is the romance story for Carlisle and Esme without any domestic discipline

Camping with Vamps and Wolves - The kids go to NY and get into mischief. This is a delayed domestic discipline story, as Carlisle needs to return from his vacation first.