"How you can you eat that stuff." Emmett grimmest, watching Esme devour her 3rd pancake. Even though he had watched her eat human food for the past few weeks, it still didn't sit well with him .
Sitting at her kitchen table, in her fluffiest bathrobe, surrounded by all of her children, well almost all of her children, Jasper was missing, and her grandchild, Esme couldn't help but smile. "Do you really wanna know, Emmett?" She asked.
"I kind of do. It's been so long since I had human food, I mean you know what they say, once you go blood, you never go back." Emmett stated, proud of the joke he made, while Rose rolled her eyes.
"Well," Esme started, as she got up from the table with her plate in hand, heading over to the sink. "You know how, as vampires, we get a burning sensation in the back of our throat, leading us to wherever blood is near by? Now imagine that sensation, only it's not just in your throat, it's in your bones. You feel like if you don't eat, whatever you body is craving, you are going to go crazy. That's what it's like when you have have cravings Emmett."
"Way to be dramatic Mom." Emmett laughed.
"But it's all true." Bella spoke up. "When I was pregnant with Renesmee, that's how I felt."
"To be fair, you were actually dying." Rose interjected.
"Yes, but the craving part was still true. I was craving something, but having no idea what was I couldn't have it, till you guy gave me blood. It tasted like heaven."
"Does that answer your question?" Esme asked, turning her attention back to Emmett.
"I guess so." Emmett admitted
"Great!" Esme said, over enthusiastically, "Now, if you will excuse me, I should probably get my day started." She stated, leaving her dish in the sink and starting to walk up the stairs to her and Carlisle's bedroom.
"Uh, Esme?" Carlisle called questioning after her.
Turning around at the base of the stairs, Esme made eye contact with her husband. "Yes?"
"You forgot about your plate."
"My pla.. Oh! That's strange." Esme said, walking back to the kitchen to wash her plate and silverware. "I never forget to wash the dishes." She muttered to herself.
Once the dishes were done, and put away, and Esme had finished her shower, she was standing in her walk in closet still in her towel, trying to figure out what to wear.
"Knock knock," Carlisle said, standing in the doorway of the closet. "Everything alright up here."
Esme still hadn't turned around to meet her husband's gaze, nor had she acknowledged his presents.
"Esme?" Carlisle asked, stepping into the room, noticing a pile of clothes on the floor next to her.
"Nothing fits right." Esme whispered in a barely audible tone.
"Oh Sweetie, I'm sure that's not true." Carlisle tried to encourage his wife, and wrapped his arms around her midsection, placing his head on her shoulder.
"I know I'm not huge, but my normal attire doesn't feel right. My normal pencil skirts are digging into me, and my shirts are now sitting on me weird. I can't even squeeze into my normal jeans and let's not get started on my heels. " Esme confessed, leaning into her husband slightly, feel defeated.
"Sweetie, you know what you are going to need to do." Carlisle chuckled slightly.
"I'm going to need to go.."
"SHOPPING!" They both heard Alice squeal at the top of her lungs. "Be ready by noon Esme!"
Esme couldn't help but smile at her daughters excitement. "What can I wear while I buy clothes that will fit me." Esem asked, taking a step forward, pulling at a couple of shirts, hearing her husband move around her closet.
"How about this?"
Esme turned around and saw that Carlisle was holding a pair of leggings and a summer flannel that she took from him years ago, that she used as her painting shirt. "That might work!" Esme exclaimed, grabbing the clothes from her husband, and moving back into the bathroom to change.
About an hour later Esme exited the bathroom, with her makeup fixed like it usually was, and her hair was half up and half down, with little curls at the end of it. Upon seeing his wife exit the bathroom, Carlisle couldn't help but smile.
"You look beautiful." He breathed.
"I don't like this." Esme confessed.
"What darling?"
"My outfit!" Esme grunted, making her way over to their full length mirror pulling at the shirt. "I am not super picky what I wear, but this makes me feel kinda lazy."
"Well, it's just for today." Carlisle said, making his way over to stand behind his wife, and look at her through the full length mirror. "Once you get back from the mall, you will have so many clothes that fit, We will have to build you a bigger closet." Carlisle joked, causing Esme to smile at him, meeting his eyes through the mirror.
"That won't be necessary, but thank you my love." Esme said, turning around to face him, lifting her head up to kiss him.
"Esme! Let's go!" Alice screamed from downstairs.
Laughing slightly, Esme let go of her husband, and made her way downstairs, before looking at her watch.
"Alice, you said noon, it's only eleven. I had another hour." Esme said, putting on her flats, before grabbing her purse and keys.
"Yes, but if you two were alone much longer, we wouldn't be leaving on time." Alice laughed.
"Oh! Alright, let's get going, I'm driving." Esme said, walking out the door.
"Oh! Mom! Why can't we take my car." Alice whined, showing her true teenager attitude.
"Alice, I know how you guys drive. You are lucky enough I am going to the mall with you, I am driving." Esme said, opening the door to the Mercedes her and Carlisle shared. "Besides, for some reason, the color yellow has been making me nauseous."
Laughing, Alice got in the passenger seat, planning for the outfits was gonna pick out for Esme.
Three in the afternoon rolled around and Carlisle saw the Mercedes pulling up through the driveway. He opened up the front door and watched as his daughter got out first, with bags already in her hands. "Get anything good?" He asked, knowing Esme was only going to wear half of what Alice picked out.
"Of course we did! Though someone would be looking a lot better if she bought the blazer I suggested." Alice complained looking behind her, where Esme was getting out of the car.
"No, the blazer has a big flower on it, no way, it made me feel and look like a grandmother." Esme complained, taking a few bags out from the backseat. When she walked around the car, Carlisle noticed she has already changed clothes. She was now wearing and light pink dress, that was longer in the back, but only slightly, with a pair of black heels, only the heel was smaller than what she normally wore.
"Well, you are a grandmother." Alice said, rolling her eyes, walking inside.
"Doesn't mean I have to look like one." Esme joked, as Carlisle climbed down the stairs with ease, taking the bags from his wife.
"How was the shopping spear?" He asked, chuckling slightly.
"Exhausting." Esme complained. "We went into every maternity store we could find, and Alice was determined in having me dress like I was either going to a business meeting or.."
"Or like a Grandma." Carlisle finished for her, following her inside.
"Exactly!" she exclaimed, taking her shoes off, and sitting on the couch with a big sigh. "This feels nice."
"I am glad you are comfy my love, I am going to run these up to our room, are there anymore in the car?' he asked, starting up the stairs.
"Only a couple! Thank you!" Esme called after him, realizing after she didn't need to yell, he could hear her fine.
Not even a minute later Carlisle had finished unloading the car, and put the bags in Esme's closet, knowing she would want to organize everything later. He had made his way downstairs, to find his wife no longer sitting on the couch.
"Esme?"
"In here!" Esme called in the kitchen.
When Carlisle arrived in the kitchen, he was Esme, with what seemed like half of her body in the fridge, looking for food.
"Hungry?" He asked chuckling.
"Very much, but I am not sure what I want." Esme said, shutting the fridge door, giving Carlisle the first real look at her side profile. He noticed that she did have a small bump forming, and he couldn't help, but reach out and touch her stomach.
Esme felt his hands on her stomach the moment she closed the fridge door. She looked up at him with questioning eyes.
"I have been a doctor for a very long time, I am used to seeing pregnant women, but seeing you like this...Esme, I would cry tears of joy if I could." As soon as the words escaped his mouth a small tear started running down his cheek, only to be stopped by Esme's finger.
"How strange." Esme said, inspecting her finger, that still had his tear. "How does this keep happening?"
"I might be able to answer that." They both jumped, turning to see Benjamin standing in the doorway of their kitchen.
"Benjamin, I didn't hear you come in!" Esme exclaimed, running over to give him a hug. Even though he has come over at least twice a week since telling them, he was the reason for Esme's pregnancy, she still gave him a hug, to show him how grateful she was, since he wouldn't take payment in another form.
"Neither did I.." Carlisle mumbled, baffled by what was happening, as he slowly was feeling like a vampire again.
"I take it, you guys have more questions." Benjamin chuckled, looking at Carlisle's face.
Pulling away from the hug, Esme started walking back to the fridge. "Well, right now, just the one, but before we start, I need to make something to eat, I am practically starving. Please excuse my rudeness."
"No apologies needed Esme, please, take all the time you need. Where is there the rest of your family, it seems so quiet today. " Benjamin said, watching Esme buzz around the kitchen, with different pans in her hands, wondering what she was making.
"Emmett and Rosalie are out hunting, Bella, Edward and Nessy are at their own home." Carlisle informed, Benjamin. "As for Alice and Jasper."
"We were just leaving." Alice's voice beamed through the kitchen.
"Leaving?" Esme asked, stopping suddenly.
"Only for a couple of days. We thought it would be nice to get away for the weekend." Alice said, looking up at Jasper, messing up his hair slightly.
"Oh, okay.." Esme said, slightly saddened. "Well be safe!"
"We always are!" Alice said, as Jasper started walking away.
"Esme.." Carlisle noticed how sad Esme looked.
"I'm fine, I think I just need some food in my system."
A few minutes later, Esme sat down on the kitchen Island with a bowl of Mac and Cheese in front of her. "Okay, now time for serious talk."
"What would you like to know?" Benjamin asked
"Why does Carlisle start turning humans, whenever he is around me for a long period of time? When I first became pregnant, he started sleeping with me at night, and just today he began to cry." Esme said, before taking a bit of her food.
"I am afraid that is a slight side effect of my power. It will lesson overtime. For a baby to be made, it takes two. Esme is human so she can carry and deliver a human baby. During the process of making, said baby, I had to use my power to turn both of you human." Benjamin paused, letting that information sink in.
"So, this will pass then?" Carlisle asked, watching as Esme's cheeks grew a slight pink color.
"I am not sure if it will fully go away while Esme is pregnant, it will lesson, but once the baby is here, you both will go back to normal."
"What about the baby?" Esme asked.
"What about it?"
"You said I am having a human baby, will the baby stay human once they are born?"
"Yes, the baby will remain human, unless you change them. Unfortunately I am still learning how to make a baby to end up like Renesmee." Benjamin said, watching as both Esme and Carlisle grew very still, processing everything.
"Well, that's not a decisions we need to worry about now. For now, we are getting a baby" Esme finally spoke after a few minutes of sitting in silence. Looking down at her bowl her realize she ate all her food, she got up to do her dishes.
"Esme, don't you think we should talk about this now?" Carlisle interjected, his mind racing with all different types of possibilities for their future and their babies future.
"Lets not worry about that ...right...now.." Esme said slowly, suddenly not feeling well.
"Esme?" Carlisle said, starting to get up from his chair, when she suddenly bolted from the kitchen to the downstairs bathroom, emptying her lunch into the toilet.
Following to the bathroom, Carlisle knocked on the door, "Love, may I come in?" Not sure how to processed, he waited for her to answer. When he was met with silence, he slowly opened the door,and saw Esme's legs sprawled out on the floor with her head resting on the toilet.
"Are you alright, love?" Carlisle asked, slowly reaching down to rub her back.
"I forgot how much I hate getting sick." Esme groaned out, her voice a bit raspier than usual.
After getting cleaned up, Esme returned to the kitchen where she saw, to her surprise, that the dishes were done.
"Hope you don't mind, I had a feeling you might not want to see anymore cheese for the rest of the day." Benjamin stated, drying his hands on a towel.
"I don't mind at all. In fact, I might even call you my hero!' Esme exclaimed.
"Oh before I forget.." Benjamin walked over to his bag he carried with him, and handing Esme a folder. "Tia couldn't get herself to say these words out loud but this is most of the information about Gracie and the Volturi."
Taking the folder from Benjamin, Esme held it close to her. "Thank you. If you don't mind, I am gonna run upstairs and start on this. I am no longer able to stay up all night, so I crunch everything I can into the day."
"Of course." Benjamin said, bowing his head slightly.
"If you need anything.." Carlisle started
"I will call for you, I promise." Esme said with Smile, before heading upstairs.
After reading the story about Gracie, Esme couldn't help by cry. She sat on her bed and reread the story that Tia had written, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly she felt a quick and small tingle in her stomach. Reaching her hand over her tiny yet slightly extended stomach, Esme couldn't help but smile.
"Are you letting me know you are here, my sweet precious angel."
After receiving another tingle in response, Esme felt at peace.