A/N Happy NFL Sunday! I hadn't planned on posting today, but when I saw on Twitter and Facebook that this story won Favorite LMFAO Fic in the Fandom Awards, I just had to, to thank you for your continued love and support. I have several outtakes written, and I'll roll them out soon, I promise. I also just wrote the chapter to my new short story fic, that I'm going to pre-write before posting. So I am writing, just storing it up :)

This is just a fun glimpse at our favorite little family, and a little more of little Ethan. I have written an outtake for both boys as well. So more to come. Thank you, again, for voting for this story, and for me for Favorite Ellen. You continually blow me away with your support. I love you all!

GB Outtake 3

The tinkling notes of the piano carried through the open windows as I ran up to the door, and I couldn't help but smile. It wasn't the practiced notes of Reed Girl, so it had to be Dani, though it sounded like she'd gotten even better since the other night, when she'd treated me to her umpteenth concert. There was nothing cuter in the world than seeing my princess banging away on those piano keys, with a bright grin on her face and little pigtails swinging as she moved her head and sang along with her made up songs. Just about every one of them starred me as the hero, or prince, or quarterback. Yeah, it was fucking awesome.

I hurried inside, wiping the sweat off my forehead as I made my way into the living room.

"Don't tell me that my princess put on a show without me-" I began, breaking off when I saw Dani down on the floor, playing with her football action figures. I grinned when I saw that she had them in perfect alignment. I'd had several discussions with her when she was three about the illegal formations she was rocking. Reed Girl laughed her ass off every time I showed her the correct way to line up her figurines.

"It's not me, Daddy," Dani said, and I swear I could almost hear the unspoken "Duh," in her tone. When did almost-five year olds learn sarcasm? Because I swear my kid already had. No surprise, though. Of course she was advanced.

"Daddy!"

I looked over to where Ethan sat, perched on my wife's lap in front of the piano. I grinned and headed over to them.

"What are you up to, Little Champ? Is Mommy showing you how to play?"

He shook his head, giving me a beaming smile. "I show huh!"

I raised an eyebrow at Reed Girl. "That was him, playing just now?"

She grinned and pursed her lips at me, so I leaned over and gave her a quick peck, being careful not to press my sweaty body against her. I mean, I wanted to, but the kids were right there, and I'd rather get her sweaty in more interesting ways later.

"That was him. Wasn't he fantastic?" The smile on her face was electric.

"Yeah, I mean, I could tell it wasn't a song, per se, but it all sounded good."

Reed Girl nodded enthusiastically. "I know! He has an amazing ear. Watch this."

She proceeded to play, and Ethan watched her fingers intently. She suddenly hit a very loud, clashing note, and Ethan's little face screwed up. It was cute as hell. He looked so much like his mother in that moment; I wished I had my phone on me so I could take a picture.

"No, Mommy! Not that. This." And he leaned over and hit a note that sounded a lot better.

"Yes, baby, just like that. Isn't he great?" Reed Girl planted a big kiss on Ethan's head, making him giggle and squirm.

"He's fantastic. Are you going to be a piano man when you grow up?" I asked.

"Yes. And a leesman."

I laughed as I plucked him off Reed Girl's lap and tossed him gently in the air. He shrieked with joy.

"You're going to be finest piano playing policeman in the world, Ethan. Always strive to be the best, like Daddy and Mommy."

"The best!" he yelled, throwing his little arms around my neck.

I buried my face in the curve of his neck, making nomming noises as he laughed and smacked at my head.

"No eat me, Daddy!"

"But you taste so good!" I grunted when Dani ran up and crashed into my leg, trying to tackle me. "You, too, princess." I scooped her up and alternated between her neck and his, making them both yell and laugh and squirm.

"I'm quite certain that none of you taste good, now that your daddy has gotten you all sweaty. You all need to take baths now," Reed Girl said, shaking her head. Her eyes were twinkling with laughter, though, so I knew she wasn't annoyed. It was almost bedtime anyway.

The kids both made noises about taking baths, even though once they got in there, they fucking loved to play with bubbles and toys. Still…

"I don't think it's fair that we have to clean up and Mommy doesn't," I whispered to them but loudly enough for Reed Girl to hear.

Her eyes got really wide, and she shook her head, backing up a step as I put both kids on the ground. "Don't you dare," she murmured at the same time that I yelled, "Get her!"

Reed Girl turned to run, but Dani's tackle was picture perfect as she launched at her mother's legs. Reed Girl started to fall, but thanks to my incredible reflexes, I caught her before she could hit the ground.

"Thanks a lot, Champ," she muttered sarcastically. "I can't believe you sicced them on me."

"Hey, you're the one who uttered the dreaded B word," I reminded her as I lifted her in my arms.

"Edward! Put me down!" But it was way too late, because I was already rubbing my sweaty face against her.

"Now Mommy needs a bath, too," I told my children, who were laughing and running around the two of us.

"You're gonna pay for that," she told me, quietly enough that the kids wouldn't hear.

"I look forward to it." I kissed her hard before setting her down. "I'll bathe the kids, since it's kind of my fault that they're dirty."

"Kind of?" she asked with a laugh.

"Okay, totally." I kissed her again. "But in the name of conserving water, I think you should wait until I'm done to clean up."

Her brown eyes sparkled. "Oh yeah, you're all about the environment, Cullen."

"I am indeed, Mrs. Cullen."

Her smirk got even more pronounced, so she wasn't buying my line of bullshit.

"Okay, how about this, then? I have to clean them up because I got them dirty, right?"

She nodded. "Right."

"Well, I got you dirty as well, so I have to clean you up. It's only right. We clean up our messes, don't we, kids?"

"Yes, Daddy! Mommy says we has to," Dani agreed. She was a fantastic kid, unknowingly helping her Daddy get her Mommy naked.

"See? You say so yourself, Mommy."

Reed Girl laughed as she scooped Ethan up to hand to me. "I guess that's true. Okay, Daddy. You get the kids clean, and then you can do me."

I grinned at that. "I can't wait to do you, baby."

"I know." She grinned and gave me a quick kiss. "So get the kids taken care of, because I'm feeling very dirty."

Fuck yes. I loved my life. I picked Dani up and headed with both my kids toward the stairs. Bath time rocked, especially with Reed Girl.

Xoxoxoxoxox

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Reed Girl asked, eying me suspiciously.

I didn't know whether I should be offended or not. Of course I could manage. I was Edward Fucking Cullen.

"Baby, we agreed that this year, during my offseason, I'd take over here and you'd join the symphony. I've been alone with the kids before."

"Yes, but I've never left you overnight alone with them, let alone for a month." She bit her lip, looking very conflicted.

I got it. I didn't like leaving for away games, and I was only gone for a few days at most at a time. This was going to be a month-long tour with the New Jersey Symphony. She was finally getting to live her dream, if only for a month. I was damned and determined that she was going to do it.

"First of all, my mother is living like two streets over. You know damn well that she'll be here daily while you're gone, if she doesn't just move in."

I wouldn't put it past her. My parents had finally bitten the bullet and bought a second house up here, of course almost right next door. When they'd heard about Reed Girl's plans, my mom had been quick to volunteer to help out however we needed. Now that Dottie had retired, I would probably be glad for the assistance.

"I know, but-"

I took her beautiful face in my hands. "Second of all, this is your dream, baby. You put it off for five years while I lived mine. Dani's almost five. Ethan's almost three, off the tit, out of diapers. It's your turn. We agreed that the offseason was your turn to shine." I kissed her. "I can't wait to see you do just that."

Her brown eyes filled with tears. "I just don't know if I can stand to be away from you three for that long."

That I definitely understood. "You know we're going to come see you play, baby. I'll get tickets for one of the cities each week, put the kids in the car, and we'll drive to you. I couldn't stand a month away from you either."

She put her arms around me and burrowed into my chest. I stroked her soft hair and held her until I felt her relax against me.

"I'm nervous," she admitted quietly.

There it was. I knew she hated to leave us, but she knew we'd be where she was. The three of us-well, four with Rainbow-would live out of hotels for the month if necessary.

"There's nothing to be nervous about, Reed Girl. You're an incredible musician. You've been practicing every day for months. They took you back with open arms after your tryout. They want you, baby. You're that good."

"I know." She looked up at me. "It's just been a long time since I've played publicly."

"Other than all those lessons you've given at schools and privately over the last five years?"

She laughed. "Yes, other than those."

"You've got this," I repeated, touching her cheek. "You're a Cullen, baby. We shine brightest on the big stage, and you're finally getting on that stage. I can't fucking wait to see you up there. My wife, lead oboe in the New Jersey Orchestra."

Reed Girl snorted out a laugh. "Lead chair my ass. I'm maybe third, if that."

"Not to me. And you'd be first if you were with them more than a few months out of the year."

Her soft smile flashed before she gave me a hot kiss. "Thank you for your faith in me."

"Always, Reed Girl. I'm your number-one fan."

She grinned. "I know."

"Mommy! Moooooooooooom!"

We broke apart at Dani's yells from downstairs. Ethan padded into the room and wrapped his arms around her leg.

"Mama, up!"

She bent down and boosted him onto her hip. The way he looked at her, like she'd hung the moon, always made me smile. Ethan was a mama's boy through and through. I couldn't blame him. I adored his mother myself.

"Maybe it's a three-way tie for first," I allowed, making her chuckle.

"With the three of you in my corner, how could I fail?" she asked, kissing Ethan's soft brown hair, which was the exact shade of hers.

"You could never fail, baby. You're a Cullen." I grinned at my son. "What do Cullens do?"

"Win!" he yelled, throwing up his little arms in the touchdown motion.

"You got it, bud." I ruffled his hair. "Your son has spoken."

Reed Girl chuckled. "Indeed he has. I'm going to do this."

"You're going to rock it," I assured her.

Xoxoxoxoxo

"Are you going to behave yourself, Little Man?" I asked as I smoothed down the sleeves of his shirt.

Fuck, but he was adorable in his little suit. Reed Girl was going to lose her shit when she saw him.

"Yes, Daddy." He seemed fascinated by my tie, reaching out to touch it. I hoped he was equally fascinated with his own, as I looped it around his neck and quickly tied it before he could protest.

"There! Just like Daddy." I turned Ethan to face the mirror, letting him take in the matching blue tie.

His brown eyes got very wide, and he said, "Oooh," as he touched his.

"You look very handsome, buddy. Mommy is going to love it."

"Mama?" he asked, looking around. "Where's Mama?"

I had to smile. He'd been asking that all week, since Reed Girl had hit the road with the symphony. I'd been worried about him throwing a tantrum or two, but he'd mostly been quiet when I told him she was working and he'd see her soon. Fortunately they were back in Newark this weekend, so no hotel was necessary. We were heading over to the Newark Symphony Hall from our house.

"Mama is at her concert. We're going to see her play, and then guess what?"

He looked at me with her eyes. "What?"

"We're going to bring her home with us! Mommy will be back in her own bed tonight." Our bed. Thank fuck. It had been less than a week, and I missed her terribly.

He bounced a little on the counter where he stood, and I made sure to hold his waist so he wouldn't fall. "Yay! Mama home!"

"Yes, thank God. Mommy will be home."

"Sleeps with you?" he asked, smiling at me.

I bit back a groan. Both he and Dani had decided that since Mommy wasn't there, they were going to sleep with Rainbow and me. I didn't have the heart to turn them away, and frankly, I didn't like sleeping alone anymore. Shit had sure changed since college, for the better.

"We'll see, buddy. Mommy needs her rest." And Daddy needed Mommy. Badly.

I slipped his jacket on and grinned at him. "You look studly, Little Man."

"What's steady?" he asked, making me laugh.

"Studly. It means you look handsome, like Daddy."

"Like Daddy!" he shouted.

I smoothed down his hair, which did tend to stick up like mine from time to time. "Just like Daddy."

"Edward, we're ready."

I turned at my mom's voice and watched her face light up at the sight of Ethan.

"Aren't you just the handsomest little boy in the world?" she asked, coming forward to scoop him up off the counter and smother his face with kisses.

"Nana! Daddy said I like him!"

"You are handsome just like him." Mom reached out and smoothed down my tie.

I smirked. Some things never changed.

"Your daughter looks adorable," Mom assured me. I'd left getting Dani ready to her because dressing her was more of a pain in the ass than it needed to be. She had so many fucking clothes and getting her to decide which dress she should wear was always a chore. Plus, if I did get her in one, it would totally get vetoed for something else by the women in the house. Fuck that noise.

"Thanks for getting her ready, Mom." I fucked with my hair a little before turning away from the mirror. "Is everyone good to go?"

I'd bought out an entire balcony section at the hall because I wanted the kids to have a little space to move around if they wanted; plus there were a fuckton of us going. My parents, Sammy, Colin, Brady, Sarah, Paul, and Leah were going, with Emily and Kim staying home with their little ones. I'd invited some of the other guys on the team to show if they wanted.

"Is Chelsea here?"

My mom nodded. "Yeah, she's with Dani. Her mom dropped her off a bit ago. She looks beautiful. She's growing up."

I groaned at that reminder. Chelsea was fifteen now. Where had the time gone? She'd be driving soon, and boys would be coming around. I wasn't ready for that shit.

I took Ethan's hand, and we headed down the hallway to his sister's room. I smiled when I saw that Dani was wearing a green dress that matched her eyes. Her hair was done in some fancy-ass braid. She was twirling for Chelsea, who was giving her compliments. Chels looked far too grown up, wearing a form-fitting red dress, her hair a mass of curls spilling down her back.

"Hey, pretty girls." I grinned as they both turned to us.

"Hi, Daddy! Do you like my dress?"

"Yes, baby. It's very pretty." I swear, Dani batted her eyes before turning to look at herself in the mirror again. I was so not ready for this shit.

"You look beautiful, too, Chels."

"Thanks, Edward. Thanks for bringing me. I'm excited to see Bella play." She came over to take Ethan into her arms. He snuggled into her. "Hi, cutie."

"Hi! Hands like Daddy."

I snickered. "Handsome," I clarified at the confused look on her face.

"Oh, well, yes you are! Such a handsome boy."

He smiled before burrowing into her shoulder. The kid loved to cuddle, especially with females. He may be the spitting image of his mother and have her musical bent, but he took after me when it came to charming the ladies.

"Are you ready to go, girls?"

"Daddy, can I wear my bracelet?"

I smiled. "Sure, baby." I got her charm bracelet out of her little jewelry box and attached it to her wrist. Along with her Daddy's Girl charm, she now had a cat to represent Rainbow, my number because she wanted to root for me, and a number-one-sister charm to celebrate becoming a big sister.

"Do you want to wear your necklace, too?" I asked. We'd gotten her a blue/green butterfly necklace that would go well with the dress.

She nodded, and I got it on her, eventually. Fucking tiny clasps. "There. You're perfect. Ready to be Daddy's date?"

"What's a date?" Ethan asked.

"It's when a guy asks a girl to go out somewhere with him, to dinner or a movie or something," Chelsea answered, sounding almost wistful.

Shit. I so wasn't ready for her to date. She was too young.

"Yeah, that about sums it up, though the girl can ask, too. Not Dani, though, unless she's asking me."

My mom laughed behind me. "Yeah, good luck with that."

"Hush. So, Dani, will you be my date tonight?"

"Yes, Daddy." She grinned up at me. So fucking cute.

"You be mine, CC."

We all turned to where Ethan, hands on Chelsea's face, more or less ordered her to be his date. He had had a hard time mastering her name, so she was CC to him.

Chelsea grinned at him. "Sure, Ethan. I'd love to be your date."

I thought about telling Ethan he should ask, not tell, but hell, it worked. I'd done my share of telling back in the day after all. Chip off the old block.

"Well, now that that's settled, how about we head out? We need to go see Mommy play."

"Yay!" Dani cheered.

I took her hand, and Chelsea carried her date out of the bedroom. Showtime.

Xoxoxoxoxo

"Where's Mama?"

I smiled as Ethan demanded to know this immediately when we stepped into the theater.

"She's going to be over there." I pointed at the section that Reed Girl had told me she'd be in. I'd picked our seats based on the ability to actually be able to see her, although once all the bodies were out there, who knew if we'd be able to pick her out? I hoped so, though.

The place was impressive. Gleaming wood and red fabric was everywhere, and there was a fancy-ass chandelier over the stage. The chairs for the musicians were already set up.

"This is some place, man." Sammy clapped me on the back as he sat behind me. "Bella's really something, huh?"

I smirked. "She's incredible."

I was thrilled beyond words that Reed Girl was finally getting her moment. She'd never for one second regretted that Dani had come along and delayed her opportunity to perform in the orchestra, but I knew what it meant to her to get a chance now. Fuck, it meant the world to both of us.

Musicians started appearing on the stage, all dressed in black. I leaned forward and had to bite back a yell when I saw my wife. This wasn't the place to shout out, but damned if I didn't want to. She was fucking gorgeous in her long black dress, her hair done up a lot like Dani's.

"Look, buddy, there's Mommy."

"Where?" Ethan shouted, practically leaning over the railing to see her.

I lifted him up and pointed her out. "Over there. You can't yell, Ethan. You've got to be quiet here."

"Why?" he asked.

"Because this is an important show and nobody yells here. You listen to the music and appreciate it."

"Why?" he asked again.

Sammy snorted behind me. "God, I love this age."

Yeah, of course he did. He was just getting out of it with his daughter.

"Because Daddy said so."

"Hey, Ethan, I brought Where the Wild Things Are. Do you want to read?"

I smiled over at Chelsea when he abandoned me and climbed onto her lap. "Thanks, kid."

"No problem."

I watched as she read to both Ethan and Dani, who cuddled into her side. She was phenomenal with them, patient and protective, just like she'd been with her brother. It made me sad that she didn't have her own siblings to hang out with, but her parents just hadn't had the heart to have another after Danny died. They'd gone through a pretty rough patch when we weren't sure if they'd stay together, but they'd pulled through. And Chelsea had us. We included her in all of our family gatherings and trips.

I kept one eye on my kids as I chatted with the guys about our offseason workouts. I was keeping those bastards in shape this year. We had another Super Bowl to win.

Eventually the instruments started up as the orchestra tuned their instruments or whatever. The lights flickered, and it was time. Chelsea put away the book, and Ethan came back over to me.

"Mama?" he asked.

"Right there, buddy." I pointed her out again. "She's going to play for us."

"That not piano."

"Nope, she's going to play her oboe here. You want to learn that instrument next?"

"Like Mama?" he asked, big brown eyes pleading with me.

"Yes, little man. Just like Mama."

"Okay."

I smiled and brushed my fingers through his soft hair. The music started up, and his mouth fell open. He scooted all the way to the edge of my knees, trying to get as close as he could to the railing. I moved closer, boosting him up so he could see.

Ethan was a typical toddler, rarely still for long and having a short attention span, but damned if he didn't stay perfectly still for the entire show, taking everything in with wide eyes and the occasional "ooh" sound when the music swelled.

"Did you like that, buddy?" I asked when the music ended. He was still sitting on me, still as day.

"I do dat, Daddy. I play moosic."

I'd long imagined my son following my footsteps to the NFL, but it seemed like he was going to forge a path much like his mother's. I grinned at him.

"You will, Little Champ. You'll be up there one day."

"With Mama?"

I laughed. "Yes, baby. With Mama. And Daddy will be in the front row, cheering you on."

"But quiet. Preciate the moosic."

"Of course. I'll always preciate your moosic. Now, let's go find Mama and tell her that you're going to join her on that stage one day."

"Yes!" He nodded emphatically. "Find Mama, Dada!"

"I'll always find your Mama, Ethan." Always.