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Hello everyone. I am so excited to bring you this story. This is a headcanon that was posted in a Twilight ideas group that I adopted. This truly spoke to me and my muses and so here it is. It won't be a long story as I just want to cover this headcanon moment.

I do about have another couple chapters for Hemorrhage that will be coming soon, a few chapters of RTF, working on rewriting ch. 2 of Wrong Wager, and more Hamilton, HP, Twilight, and LO content so keep an eye out. I'm back with a vengeance.

Thank you for sticking with me in my numerous breaks over the years. I hope you'll continue to enjoy my content.

The Fosters

CH. 1 - In Need

The shrill ring of the telephone filled the quiet sleepy night. It woke the occupants of the room and they hoped not the others within the house. For you see they were foster parents but had adopted 3 of their own. Edward who was 9 and twins Jasper and Rosalie who were 11. At the current point their last foster child had just left days prior after finding a wonderful family who adopted her.

Esme loved every child who came through their home and was adamant in making sure to help find them permanent loving homes. She hadn't failed yet and didn't plan to. So when the phone rang she picked it up no matter what, because she never knew if a child would be in need of help.

"Hello?" She said into the phone, sleep clear in her voice. She could feel her husband's hand in her back in silent support as he waited patiently.

"Hello Mrs. Cullen?" The gruff voice spoke back.

"This is she." She could hear a tired sigh on the other side.

"Thank you. Mrs. Cullen. My name is Elanore Brady. I am a social worker for the city of Seattle. I was given your name as a wonderful foster parent by Chief Swan who's helping us work a case. I, unfortunately, have two children in need of a foster home for a while and I was wondering if you could take them in? I know it's late but this is an emergency." Esme didn't hesitate in her response.

"We would be happy to take them in. We have plenty of room. Would you like me to come pick them up?" She was swinging her legs over the side of the bed in preparation for what was to come.

"That won't be necessary. I have no problem driving them to you. I can be there in around 4 hours. Will that work for you?" The voice sounded relieved.

"That will be perfect. We can get their rooms ready in the meantime. Who will we be taking in?" Esme asked as she pulled on her dressing gown.

"You will be receiving a brother and sister Emmett McCartney who is 12 and Mary Alice Brandon who is 8. Esme, thank you, this means so much. I hated the idea of having to split them up after what they have been through." She could hear a commotion on the other end of the line. "I have to go, but I will see you soon."

"It's not a problem. We are glad to help. We will be awaiting your arrival." The call ended and Esme looked back at Carlisle.

"Is this ok?" Esme asked as she looked back to her beloved husband.

"Of course it is. I'll come help you get the rooms ready." He followed his amazing wife from the room as he wondered about the children who were about to grace their lives.

A/N: What do you think of this headcanon? I think it is adorable and would totally be Carlisle and Esme if they were human.

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