(A.N. So, here's the new chapter and I am sorry it took so long but don't expect another chapter out super quick. For the next two months or so I can write every weekend without to much interruption but starting next semester I have a fuller then full workload plus I have to keep my husband up on his workload. (Did I mention I got married?)

Right now I'm reading the latest installment in the House of Night Series and I don't really suggest it unless you have already started the series and are stuck reading it all the way through like I am. The writing isn't wonderful, and this book in particular doesn't flow. Not to mention I kind of hate the lead character. Still, I must finish what I started. Drat!

Alright, I do suggest anything ever written by Richelle Mead although she hasn't had anything new for a couple of months. I hope everyone has a lovely Christmas, Hanukkah, or just a nice day off if you don't celebrate holidays. Stay out of trouble and enjoy the chapter! REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!)

Disclaimer: Not my characters!


Elizabeth's POV:

"Mom!" Edwards voice was like music to my ears in this small crowded area of people I didn't know. It always worried me, seeing Edward after a long absence. I always had a fear he would form a well deserved grudge and resentment against me while I was away but he never did. He was always kind and loving towards me. He always called me mom, and treated me with love and respect. "I'm glad you're here."

"I said I would come, didn't I?" I said lightly back, as he reached in for a hug. Edward and Esme are the only two people that have ever gotten away with hugging me. I didn't particularly like being touched. Edward's hug, though, made my year. His warm welcoming always cheered me especially in times like these were my comfort level was at an all time low. "Well," I chided teasingly while stealing myself. "Let me meet my granddaughter. I have come all this way just to see her."

Just as the words left my mouth a small voice yelled above all the other voices in the room. "Gwanma! Gwampa!" I looked up to see Esme and Carlisle walking in with a large present in tow, while a young girl ran at them and wrapped herself around there legs, each in turn.

Always so motherly, even to me as we grew up. Esme was always loving and caring and kind in the most aggravating of situations. She was understanding yet stern. That was why I sent Edward to her after his father left. I didn't want to hurt him by not being a sound mother. He deserved better then my failed attempts and with his father no longer there to make up for my lackings, it was only fair for my only child to get a mother who knew how to be a parent.

I watched as young Isadora ran and hugged Carlisle and Esme so tightly and with such excitement. I wished I could have that with my granddaughter but I knew better. The young girl would need time to warm and get comfortable to me. I wasn't a short drive away, like Esme and Carlisle. They would take my spot in this child's life as well, and I would just be a passing figure in it, like I was in her fathers. I could accept that with understanding and grace, and I would.

She was beautiful. Well groomed, looking just like a princess, and had hair that match both Edward's and my own. Coming to this party I wasn't sure what to expect. This young girl, in my mind, could very well not be my sons child, in which case I would have spoken up and interceded. Why should he take care of a child that wasn't his to begin with, and of course my son wouldn't question it.

Edward has always been so trusting, and forgiving. In many ways I am thankful for that. He forgave my errors as a mother, and treats me with love and respect regardless of my misgivings. But that good, trusting, and forgiving soul of his is so easily taken advantage of.

Esme carefully leaned down and whispered something in the child's ear after some of her excitement faded. The young lady turned abruptly, searching the room for a moment before her bright green eyes landed on me. Her smile nearly took over her entire face.

Then just as abruptly she turned back towards Esme and Carlisle and started patting at her dress. Calmly she turned back around and started making her way towards me with her chin held high and her hands neatly folded in front of her. Stopping in front of me she kept a straight face while she curtsied towards me, kneeling down as far as she could to the floor.

"Such a lady." Was all I could think to say. And she was. A beautiful young lady who took so much after her father. Isadora burst into giggles at my words, startling me, then flung herself towards me and wrapped her arms around my legs, just as she did to Esme and Carlisle. I stood in shock for a few moments, not sure what to do. Finally I knelt down and wrapped my arms around the little girl as she whispered, "Hewwo Gwanma" into my ear before leaning back and fiddling gently with my hair.

This young lady was without a doubt Edwards. From her hair, to her eyes, to the way she smiled so brightly, there was no way it couldn't be Edward's. And the way he interacted with the child. He was made to be a father, in a way I wasn't made to be a mother. He would do an amazing job.

This little girl had everyone in the room at her beck and call, even the young ladies who were attending her party and enjoying her newly acquired toys at the moment. Maybe I was getting a false impression due to it being her day, but from the affect she had on me alone, it wouldn't surprise me if everyone else was tightly wound around her tiny fingers. I certainly found a rather large space in my heart for her to occupy.

But my introductions weren't over. As I stood Edward motioned to his side, "Mom." I looked over to see a beautiful young woman, dressed in nice attire smiling nervously in my direction. She suddenly looked down when Isadora grabbed her hand and pulled.

Apparently my granddaughter was familiar with this woman, and close to her. She looked up at her with bright excited eyes like she worshipped the ground the brunette walked on. For that alone I hoped it worked out between Edward and this young woman.

"You have to meet my gwanma, Bewwa." Isadora said as she pulled the woman by the hand over to us.

Edward's face was lit brightly. His smile was massive as he stared at the lovely woman standing before me and his daughter who still held her hand tightly. "Mom, this is Isabella Swan."

"Bewwa!" Isadora corrected impatiently, giving her father a stern, disapproving look.

"Either works." Bella corrected with a more comfortable smile, as her hand held firmly onto my sons. He comforted her, and she did him. They cared deeply for one another. It was obvious in just their body language.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Bella." I said politely. "My son has said wonderful things about you, my dear. He seems quite smitten with you."

Jasper's POV:

"Is that Edward's mom?"

"Yes. Bella was freaking out, but I think it's going well." Alice said with a smile and shrug like it was such an obvious outcome. "She was freaking out over nothing."

"Maybe I should go embarrass her." I teased, earning myself a sharp punch to my chest. "Alright, alright. I'll be good."

"You better be or you won't get anything tonight. You hear me, Cowboy?"

She looked very serious, and I wasn't about to test it. I would have both Alice and Bella on me if I did. The Negative affects outweighed the positive this time. Besides, I really like it when Alice called me cowboy. She could tell me to jump off a cliff and I would probably do it when she calls me that.

I had little girls chatting around my legs, getting snacks and tugging on my jeans to get my attention the whole time I spoke with Alice. Bree was watching Bella and Edward interact with awe. She wanted to badly to be just like her it was ridiculous, and apparently she found Edward attractive which made her awe for Bella all the more substantial. For some reason all these young ladies were finding Edward much more charming then me. I wasn't sure how to take that.

Mia seemed to like me the best when they came to visit Bella. She seemed like a daddy's girl, so when Ben wasn't around she kind of made me her replacement dad. She was holding on to my pant leg and kept a hold of it until her sisters forcefully pulled her away to play with toys. Darby just hung out. She didn't care who she was around as long as she was having fun.

Angela was over introducing herself to Edward's adoptive parents. I wasn't really fully caught up on exactly what was going on with the whole step-parents/real mom thing but what I did know seemed simple enough. He earned a certain amount of respect in my book for staying so positive about his mother giving him up to her friends. I would probably have been pissed if my mom did that. Alice had plans to introduce me to his 'parents' after the commotion of introducing and welcoming Edward's real mother to the party was completely done and it looked like that time was approaching.

Alice seemed to like them, but she liked everyone. She could get along with a burglar ransacking her house if she tried. From where I was standing and the little I knew about them taking Edward in when his mother sent him to them they seemed like good people. They definitely looked too young to have raised two nearly thirty year old men. I just couldn't picture someone like Emmet not breaking that poor woman when he came out.

"Isadora like's Bella a lot." Alice said quietly, almost to herself. Her voice was soft and gentle. She was happy for Bella, and so was I. She deserved to be happy. "That's good. They make such a nice little family."

I put my arm around her and pulled her closer to me as I stared at the image in front of us. Edward had Isadora in his arms but stood close enough to Bella to where his hand touched her arm. Isadora held onto Bella's sleeve as she leaned her head against Edward shoulder. Her little arm had to really stretch to reach but she did it and held on tight.

"They do make a nice family." I agreed, kissing Alice on the forehead. She simply nodded and leaned closer into me. "I'm sure someday our family will be much nicer looking." I admitted earning me a sharp look from Alice.

"Don't joke about those things." She grumbled. "We would be so lucky to have such a sweet little girl who loved us both."

"Yeah, but you know our kid won't be so sweet. I'll be there to teach it all my bad habits then you will have to deal with two of us." I said and turned her so she was facing me.

She didn't say anything as she stared at me face, covering every inch of it with her roving eyes. Her eyebrows were drawn together in heavy concentration and her lips were in a tight frown.

"You're not joking are you?"

"I wish I was sweetheart, but chances are our kid will get every single one of my bad habits and you are going to be stuck with the both of us." I couldn't understand her expression but it amused me for some reason. I lifted my hand and ran my thumb over her lips, taking away the hard look of them. "Smile." I ordered gently. "I want you to smile."

"So you think about us having kids? About us getting married?" She asked as a small smile pulled at her lips and then I got it. We hadn't ever discussed marriage, or kids, or anything more then a few months from now. I had always assumed it went without saying. Apparently with women you have to spell it out for them to get them to believe you.

"I don't think about it." I said cocking my eyebrow. "I am well past the point of thinking about it. All I think about now is when this might all take place."

"And when did you decide on?"

"I haven't, yet." I admitted. "I just know that it's going to happen."

Rose's POV-

Regal, well poised, beautiful. If only she could at least have been a bitch it would be easier to dislike her. Elizabeth Masen was sure to dislike me. I was the sister of the woman who kept Isadora from Edward. Tanya wasn't here to blame anymore so that left me, right?

It wouldn't matter that I had tried countless times to talk some sense into Tanya. I wouldn't matter that I told her that even if Edward didn't want to be in Isadora's life(which obviously wasn't the case) that she should at least get some help financially from him so she wouldn't have to work quite as much. It wouldn't matter that despite all of that Tanya did an incredible job raising Isadora with some help from me along the way.

None of that would matter because in the end what my sister did when she kept Edward from his daughter was, as much as I hated to admit it, wrong. She had the best of intentions in doing it, and she did it particularly for Edward, but that was the problem.

She was too concerned with Edward's life and happiness that she didn't think about what a huge, important part of life she was depriving Isadora. A father to dote upon her. Tanya probably hadn't thought of that. Our parents were shitty in that department, and every other when it came to parenting. The worst part was that by trying to help Edward, she deprived him of his first and maybe only child's first few years of life. That wasn't something he could ever get back no matter how thoroughly Tanya had documented Isadora's life. It was a mistake and now I was the one taking the brunt of it.

Isadora loved her already. She was ready to take any grandmother/father that would come into her life willingly. Before Edward it was me and Tanya and that's it. Once or twice she met her other grandparents, my mother and father, but she wasn't really old enough to remember the first time and second she wasn't allowed to call them grandpa or grandma. It was sick how much they wanted to hold on to their youth.

I was thankful Elizabeth wasn't like that, but I had to admit I was worried at first. From what I've heard about her, from both Edward's passing talk and Emmett's no holds barred description I was sure she would be the spitting image of my parents. So much else about her seemed so similar to them.

Edward's almost complete lack of her in his life mirrored my relationship with my own parents. But, as it turns out, she is perfectly fit to be a mother in a very unorthodox sort of way. Staying away from him so he could live his free of her and her issues with motherhood seemed to have worked out well for both of them and Edward doesn't seem to hold any form of grudge for her absence.

I felt a nudge and looked up at the big oaf that was keeping me afloat this whole time. "She's looking this way, babe. Keep you head up and be brave. This woman can intimidate the hell out of the most sturdy of people. Just remember underneath all the polished nails and fancy threads she's pretty okay." He kissed the top of my head as I looked up from my zoning and made eye contact with the regal woman across the room. "Plus I'm here. And nothing can go wrong when this stud is by your side."

I snorted. I didn't mean to. It just sort of happened and Elizabeth cocked her head at the noise as though she was close enough to hear it. Apparently she also had super bionic hearing. I controlled my face taking away any hint of a smile and held my chin high.

I walked straight over to where Elizabeth had resumed talking to Edward, Isadora, and Bella and smiled at Isadora as she giggled at me. Emmett followed behind me, shocked by my sudden departure, as I reached my hand out towards Elizabeth Masen not bothering to wait for Edward to introduce me.

"Rosalie Danali." I introduced myself with a strong voice and what felt like a charming smile. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

"Oh, I doubt that." She said back to me but put her hand in mine and gave it a small shake. "I imagine you were quite nervous about this meeting. I'm sure you are aware of my hostility towards your sister's actions, or lack there of with this child." She gestured towards Isadora who was to busy to notice anything since Emmett was keeping her busy.

"Yes, I'm aware and agree with you on the matter, although from the sounds of it you seem like an intelligent woman, who wouldn't blame me for my sisters foolish, though well meaning behavior."

"Weren't you there to talk some sense into your sister?" She pushed and oddly I wasn't even slightly nervous. I could hear Bella fidgeting next to me, and I thought I heard Edward try to intercede on my behalf but I was fine. I was calm and collected and not even getting pissed about her kind of bad mouthing Tanya. I believed in what I was saying fully. And, really, she didn't sound like she was badmouthing anyone. Just stating her opinion, and trying to get real information. I respected that. "You two were very close, weren't you?"

"Yes, and I gave her my opinion on the subject but it wasn't my decision to make. My sister was an adult and however misguided her actions were she did what she thought was best." I stared her straight in the eyes before I continued. "Please keep in my that I was in fact very close to my sister. She is gone now and can't be here to apologize for her mistake or see how things could have turned out. She's not here to be my sister anymore and it's a tender subject for me. I hope you accept my apologies on her behalf just as Edward did and then leave well enough alone."

She paused and stared at me with a penetrating gaze. She could zap through brick wall with that look, I was sure. She inhaled deeply before nodding once, "I appreciate you explaining all of this to me. Consider all forgiven and dropped. I must say that your sister did a wonderful job raising this child, and I hear you also had a hand in it yourself. You should be proud. Of both yourself and your sister."


(A.N. Alright next chapter will be back to some serious Edward/Bella POV's. I hope you enjoyed this and I really hope you REVIEW!)