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It was a normal night at the Cullen home. Bella was over with Edward, Alice was talking in the living room with Jasper, and Rosalie and Emmett were upstairs being elusive. Esme, though, was beginning to wonder why Carlisle hadn't come home from the hospital yet.

Suddenly, the door was opened by a still-casual, yet dripping wet Carlisle. What was even more alarming was the dripping wet boy he carried gently over his shoulder. Esme hopped up with her eyes wide, and it seemed that every vampire in the house was in the living room in an instant. Of course, Bella was confused as to why Edward had pulled her downstairs so urgently. Everything had to be confusing with him!

Carlisle waved at his family, while they all stared in shock. Bella was even more lost! All she saw was Carlisle carrying some kid, both of them soaked. It wasn't even raining, for once. It was when Carlisle lay the boy on the couch that she noticed the bite wounds on his neck. Carlisle had turned him!

Bella then seemed to mutter the words that everyone in the dead-quiet room had been thinking. "Carlisle, what happened?" she questioned, pointing cautiously at the soon-to-be vampire. Edward pulled her closer to himself, narrowing his eyes slightly at the boy. How could Carlisle decide to bring a newborn here with Bella around?

Carlisle couldn't help but to frown. "I'm sorry," He seemed to be addressing everyone, "But I certainly couldn't let him drown." It seemed believable. You didn't really need to know how to swim in Forks, unless you went down to La Push or stumbled across a lake and miraculously fell in.

"Why not?" Edward interrupted. He had seen him around before, but what did Edward care about him? Bella could sense one of his growls deep in his chest. She knew he was just worried, but it wasn't this kid's fault, after all.

Carlisle sighed and shook his head. "When I heard the commotion, I went to investigate." He explained, "I pulled him out of the water, but he was too far gone to save by normal means, I'm afraid.

"His scent was what caught me, though. It seemed so familiar…" Carlisle turned to Edward. "I believe he's a distant relative of yours. I couldn't ever forget your scent, Edward. I was thinking he could be a great-great-great nephew of yours perhaps? His name is Casey." He added, holding up the boy's wallet as Edward's molten gold eyes turned towards him.

"Relative…?" the growls in his chest had suddenly ceased. How could this happen?

Alice had come over to Casey before anyone else could argue with her. She smiled gently, brushing some of the boy's wet hair from his face. "Aw, he does kind of look like you, Edward." Alice giggled.

Upon further inspection, Bella could see it too. His hair was reddish-brown, through a much darker shade than Edward's. This was not to mention that the boy had freckles, and was skinny and short. Despite this, he had a few unmistakable "Edward" features.

Even Rosalie was smiling slightly. "He is kind of cute like Edward." She added, causing Emmett to grumble under his breath. Rosalie was quickly quieted by that, and turned to wrap her arms around Emmett's waist. He seemed a little more satisfied, but he certainly wasn't going to like this kid if he had a choice.

Alice was still petting Casey's hair, when his eyes suddenly fluttered open, and he let out a small whine of pain. His eyes were the same piercing green that Carlisle remembered…

"It's begun," the doctor sighed, nodding over towards him, "Let's get him upstairs and bring him some morphine."

Alice nodded, gingerly scooping him up into her arms. "It'll be okay." She promised, but Casey could only wince and whine some more.

"Wow," Bella muttered, turning to Edward, "Weird, huh?"

Edward seemed lost in some weird state of shock. "…Yes, weird." He finally replied, shaking his head a little. No one had ever informed him that his family's line had continued. He would have rather not known, really. Now this terrible curse was on someone else of Edward's blood! He just sighed, tugging Bella's hand towards the door. "Let's get you home."

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