Twilight Fanfiction

Transitionals

Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own the rights to Twilight. They belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Alright everyone, this chapter and all the ones after it, are going to be from different point of views from the Cullen family. This chapter will start out in Esme's point of view, and I will be marking when it changes POV's.

I hope you enjoy this.

Chapter 1

Esme's POV

It was a relatively quiet Sunday afternoon. My wonderful husband was in his study reading up on some new medical procedure; keeping up with the changes in medicine. My children were spending time together. Well not exactly. Edward, was sitting playing his piano; oh how I loved to hear him play. The sweet music he could coax out of the beautiful instrument was remarkable. He was so talented, his music could make anyone smile, laugh or cry; or in my case, want to cry. I couldn't cry any more since I was a vampire. My body couldn't produce tears, so instead when I felt like crying, my eyes would burn.

I tore my thoughts away from something as sad as crying. I thought of my children again. They weren't really my children, but I considered them as my children. I had never gotten over losing my first and only child. The five younger members of my family were my children, and they all know how I think of them as my actual children.

Rosalie and Alice were working over a computer, designing their wardrobes, while listening to Edward's playing.

Emmett and Jasper were playing their own version of chess. I didn't understand it, but that didn't keep me from enjoying watching them play. They had created their own set of rules, and were using nine boards. The two of them were also listening to Edward's playing.

We all enjoyed listening to him play. With our vampire hearing we could hear him anywhere in or around the house, but we still liked being in the same room, or at least on the same level of the house.

I sighed, enjoying the calm that we were all basking in today.

I was currently in the kitchen, packing up the food we bought to keep up appearances. We very rarely have any humans in our house, but we make sure we have all the necessary props; just in case. We never let any of the food go to waste though. We donate the food.

I was almost ready to start packing up the car when Carlisle joined me in the kitchen. My sweet husband gave me a quick kiss before loading up all the boxes of food into his car.

I put everything that needed to be refrigerated in ice chests. With the last chest in the car, we were ready to leave.

Carlisle and I always went to donate the food, and shop for more together. It was a time we had a little bit of privacy, something that was hard to get at our house. It was something that couldn't be changed, and personally, I wouldn't have it any other way. Though sometimes I had to admit it would be nice.

It wasn't long before we were pulling into the parking lot of the food bank we were donating our stuff at today.

I had called them earlier today, to make sure they would be able to store such a large donation. The lady I had talked to was beyond excited. She had thanked me repeatedly, and promised she would have a group waiting to help bring in the boxes.

She wasn't kidding. Twelve people were waiting outside of the building for us. A woman that I figured was the one I had talked with (simply based on the look of excitement on her face) directed Carlisle to park in a spot beside the door.

Once we were parked the twelve people helped us unload the car. Carlisle and I grabbed a box and followed the group into the building. I was glad to see that they indeed had enough room to store all the food until it could be distributed. I didn't want any of the food to go to waste, especially since there were people out there who needed it.

After we had unloaded the car and helped them put all the food away, we headed to the store. I liked going grocery shopping, it made me feel more human.

We walked hand in hand, stopping just short of going inside so I could look at the display in front of the store.

A light tap on my shoulder made me turn to Carlisle. He wrapped his arm around my waist, gently pulling me closer. He pointed to the glass doors.

"Look over at the carts," he instructed.

I glanced at the carts through the glass doors. A little girl was pushing a cart. She shook her head and pushed the cart away before checking another one. She did this a few more times before finding the one she wanted. Oh she was so precious.

We watched as a young woman set a baby carrier in the top part of the cart, making sure it was secure before starting her shopping trip. The little girl stood between the young woman and the cart, helping her push it.

I smiled, taking Carlisle's arm and letting him lead me into the store. We grabbed a cart, but none of the ones that the little girl had dismissed. I couldn't help thinking about the little girl, I knew my smile was giving me away. Carlisle had to know I was thinking about the precious child.

I forced myself to focus on the shopping trip, and pulled a list out of my purse. I didn't need the list, all vampires have perfect memories, but it was normal for humans to have shopping lists. I always wrote up a shopping list, to make the façade more real.

Carlisle and I traded off who was pushing the cart, during the whole trip. I started with the cart but then I'd grab something from a shelf and he'd take the cart. He'd then add something to the cart and I'd take over pushing. I found it rather funny, but at the same time it seemed sweet.

We stopped in the produce section. Fresh produce was something that was in the average house hold. I reached for a group of very green bananas when Carlisle tapped my shoulder again. He nodded towards the front of the banana display. I moved around the cart and found the little girl we had seen earlier. My motherly instincts kicked in instantly and I looked around for the young woman, but she wasn't anywhere to be found. Well, we'd have to find her, and until we did I wasn't going to leave the little one alone.

"Hello."

The little girl turned around quickly. I hadn't meant to scare her.

She glanced up at me curiously, there was confusion in her eyes though.

Moving slowly so I wouldn't scare her again, I knelt beside her. "Hi there, what are you doing?"

Her eyes darted from me to Carlisle to the bananas I was holding.

I handed her the bananas I was holding. "Do you like bananas?"

She grinned and nodded her head excitedly. Her little brown curls bounced wildly.

Carlisle and I laughed at her enthusiasm.

"Should you be here by yourself?" I asked gently. I knew some parents let their children go get stuff, but usually they are a bit older. This little girl couldn't be older than three, she still looked like a toddler; she was probably two turning three.

She clutched the bananas to her and shook her head slowly. I wondered for a moment why she wasn't talking, but then I figured that her parents must have taught her not to talk to strangers. That must be it.

A cart stopped in front of ours, and the young woman we had seen before pulled the little girl into her arms. I couldn't help noticing how she used the cart to support herself. I stood and watched the short reunion.

"You scared me Annabelle. I didn't know where you had gone." She pulled back and looked the girl in her eyes. "You know you're supposed to stay with me when we're at a store."

The little girl who we now knew was named Annabelle lowered her head and held up the bananas.

"Do you think we need more bananas?" The woman asked with a sigh.

I glanced at their basket curiously and saw there was already a large amount of bananas. Annabelle nodded her head, making her curls bounce. I couldn't help smiling while watching them bounce.

The woman put the bananas into their cart then hugged Annabelle tightly. "No more running off okay?"

Annabelle nodded her head before pressing her cheek against the woman's.

The love that was shown in the simple moment made me smile. "Your daughter looks just like you."

The woman's eyes widened and she blushed.

I was surprised by her strange reaction.

"I'm not her mom," she sounded like she had choked on the last word.

Embarrassment filled me, if I could have blushed I would have. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry."

She hurriedly tried to reassure me that it was okay. "That's alright. We'll leave you to your shopping."

I couldn't help it, my face fell a little. Annabelle was so sweet and precious and the woman was behaving curiously. I wanted to talk to them more.

Before the woman could leave, Annabelle rested her hand on her cheek. The woman glanced at Annabelle who shook her head.

Curiosity spread across my face for a second before I wiped it off. Something was different about the two of them. For some reason this made me want to get to know them more.

I introduced myself. "My name is Esme Cullen, this is my husband Carlisle." I turned to him. He smiled and nodded towards them.

The woman nodded before introducing herself and the two children. "Nice to meet you; I'm Isabella, but I prefer Bella, and this is Annabelle, and that's Cissiley."

I glanced at the baby carrier. Bella turned the cart around so we could look at Cissiley. I couldn't help smiling after seeing the sleeping baby. "She's so small. How old is she?"

"Two months. She and Anna are my older cousin's kids," Bella added the last part quickly, it made me wonder how many people had thought the girls were hers. The poor thing, having children so young in this generation wasn't considered a good thing, most people frowned upon teenagers with children. The girls did look a lot like her, she must have dealt with judgmental people; it explained the look she had given me after I had mistakenly called her Annabelle's mother.

I watched as Annabelle poked Bella's cheek to get her attention.

Bella gave all of her attention to the little girl. "What do you need Anna?"

Annabelle pointed to the water bottle in the diaper bag.

Bella handed it to her.

Once the water bottle was put away Bella turned back to us. "It was nice to meet you."

"And you as well," I said with a smile.

"Enjoy your time with your cousins," Carlisle added.

We watched them walk off, and we continued with our shopping.

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"Did you get the feeling, that something was different about Bella and Annabelle?" I asked on the way home.

Carlisle nodded. "I can't be sure, but it seemed like they were having a silent conversation."

"I know what you mean. But there's something else, Bella seemed nervous."

Carlisle smiled at me. "It wouldn't be the first time we've come across a human with a stronger sense of self preservation. All humans have the instincts warning them that our kind is dangerous."

He pulled the car into the garage and turned it off. He didn't get out of the car though. "Was there anything else that was bothering you?"

I shook my head. In truth there wasn't anything bothering me, I was just curious. "I just wanted to know if you caught how different she acted."

He nodded before leaning forward to kiss me.

We grabbed all the groceries and carried them into the kitchen. I hadn't even put one thing away before Edward joined us in the kitchen.

Edward was always so thoughtful. He smiled at my thought and continued helping us put the groceries away. I could understand how living with a mind reader could be upsetting at times, but the small smiles he automatically gives after hearing somethings, always brighten my day. I love seeing my children smile.

At that thought Edward flashed me a brilliant smile; one side of his mouth raised higher than the other.

I smiled easily as I worked putting things away. It didn't take long though, not when there was three vampires putting the stuff away at vampire speed.

I put the last of the canned goods away, as my mind started wandering back to the young woman.

"Who's that?" Edward asked, always curious.

I grinned in his direction. "Just a young woman we met at the store."

He nodded before heading up to his room to listen to music. He no doubt would sit on his couch with one of his books. My poor son was the odd man out, he hadn't found his mate yet, and sometimes I couldn't help but wonder if he ever would.

He's had plenty of opportunities to meet young woman, but no one has ever caught his attention. I've wondered if he was too young when Carlisle turned him, and I desperately hoped that wasn't true.

We all knew how difficult it is for him to live in a house with three happy couples, while he's alone.

I sighed when I recognized what music he had turned on. It was the cd he listened to when he wanted to block out everyone's thoughts. He'd blast the music until it drowned out all the voices in his head. There were sometimes that he wished he wasn't a mind reader, but I knew if his power ever stopped working that he'd be lost without it. It was a part of him, and it made him who he was.

I headed upstairs to my study, letting my mind wander back to Bella, Annabelle, and Cissiley.

Alice's POV

I had just finished working with Rosalie on our wardrobes. We had decided to stop for the day, otherwise we'd be going at it all night. When it came to our clothes, I wasn't the only one who "got carried away." Rosalie could be just as bad as I am, but you won't hear anyone but me say that.

Anyway, I had just put away my laptop when I was pulled into the future.

At first everything was foggy, I knew I was seeing somebody's house, but I couldn't place whose it was. As the house started coming into better focus, I recognized it as the police chief Charlie Swan's house.

I had never had a vision that had anything to do with the chief of police so I was curious to see what was so important.

Charlie Swan entered the house, wearing his uniform. He took his gun, emptied out the bullets and locked them and the gun in a drawer, before hanging up his belt. He walked into the kitchen where a teenager was working at the stove, a toddler was drawing at the table and a baby was sleeping in a bouncy seat.

He smiled at what he saw before him but it didn't reach his eyes, which were filled with the deepest of sorrow.

I was pulled back into the present, and I spent the rest of the night wondering about what I had seen.

Author's Note

So that was my first attempt at Esme's and Alice's point of views. How do you think I did?

Are you guys excited to hear the Cullens' point of views? Anyone's that you're just really dying to hear?

Whose point of view do you think will be next?

Alright everyone I hope you guys liked this. Just a heads up I am still working on the first few chapters of Transitionals: New Moon, I can't wait for you all to read it. The first three chapters should be up by the 27th. I'm hoping though that I can get it up sooner for you guys. I'm really looking forward to it.

Until next time,

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