Bree's POV

Esme whispered something into Carlisle's ear, and then went upstairs, sighing and running a hand through her hair. Carlisle looked towards me. "She's really shaken by your story. You two will be close, you have similiar pasts." He explained. I checked the time on the clock; 4:35 in the morning. I should really get to sleep.

"You should. You start school tomorrow." Edward informed me, coming into the kitchen. School? "Yes, school." He chuckled. Did he just read my mind? Twice? "Three times now." He laughed. Putting it in the back of my mind, I hurried downstairs, changed my crappy shirt, and wrapped myself up in my silk sheets. I wonder when i'll get to see Seth again.

Esme's POV

I sat on our bed, silently thinking about Bree's story. She had a very similiar life as a human as I did. Charles was like Bree's father, and I wished that Bree had never experianced what I had. Charles was no Carlisle, but he could give me one thing Carlisle couldn't. "A child." I whispered solemnly. I knew Carlisle had heard me, and I immediatly regretted saying it aloud. I knew what it did to him. I heard him cry softly, and soon his figure stood in our bedroom doorway. "I'm sorry," I murmered, loud enough for his ears only.

"You know how much I want to give you that." He looked heartbroken. Bending down ever so slightly, he gently pressed his lips against mine. I knew how much he wanted a child as well, and I felt his sincerity. I wasn't sure if he wanted to keep the kiss sweet or gentle, or go into something more heated and passionate. My question was answered when he started sliding his hand lower and lower down my back, his way of telling me that he wanted to go farther. I smiled against his lips. He had definitley taken my mind off of Charles. That must've been his plan. Not that I minded. Just to tease him, I kept my mouth shut, not allowing his tongue to collide with mine. He playfully growled, and I could practically feeling the lust radiating off of him. Poor Jasper, I thought, running my hand through Carlisle's soft blonde hair.

"Jasper..?" I heard an unexpecting Alice ask, probably confused as to why her husband was staring at her lustfully. I could hear her squeal as Jasper started attacking her with kisses all over.

"Damn you, Esme." Jasper growled from downstairs, feircly kissing Alice. After about twenty more seconds, I giggled, and finally parted my lips for Carlisle. He eagerly put his hands to the back of my head and let his tongue explore mine. His hands travelled to my waist, and i wrapped my legs around his. It wasn't usual we got to be intimate like this, and i savored the moment. He gently placed me down onto our bed, placing kisses along my neck. From downstairs, I could hear Alice trying her best surpress her moans as Jasper kissed her.

Carlisle's hands roamed my body, and I pushed him down on top of me. His hand accidently slipped, and crashed down on my arm a little to hard. "Ow..." I softly murmered, trying not to show him that he had hurt me. But it didn't slip by him. At vampire speed, he was off of me, lying beside me, staring at me apologeticaly. The pain was dull, but my mind quickly flashed to Charles' hits, then back to Carlisle.

"No, Esme. He isn't Charles, don't say anything." Edward whispered fiercly from his room. I kept my mouth slightly ajar, no noise coming out. Carlisle looked as if he had almost killed me.

"Esme, i'm so sorry. I didn't mean-" He began, but I cut him off with a swift kiss. I know he had not meant to intentionally hurt me. Once i had pulled away, he started apologizing once again. I kept cutting him off, until I was sure that I got my point across. He took his mind off of it. He rubbed my cheek with his thumb, smiling at me sweetly.

Rosalie's POV

It took some effort for me to remove myself from Emmett, but I had to talk to Bree about her past. I finally got free, dressing myself and giving Emmett a small kiss before going into the basement to talk to Bree. It was five in the morning, hopefully she was still awake. Bree wasn't there. I checked the entire basement, she wasn't there. The entire house, she wasn't there. She wasn't in the forest either. Where the hell is this kid? I silently begged for Alice to come talk to me, I needed her help desperatly. "Alice." I whispered her name.

"Bug off, Rose." I heard Alice's reply from upstairs.

"It's important. I'm serious, if I could tear myself from Emmett for it, you can sure as hell get away from Jasper." I whispered back. With a quick movement, Alice met me in Bree's room.

"What?" She asked impatiently.

"Bree's gone." I told her. Alice frantically searched the house, and the forest. We couldn't find her. "Can you see her in the future?" I asked. Not that I was particulary worried for the girl, she was a newborn, she could handle herself. But the fact that she was a new born, outside alone, with many humans, worried me. It seemed to have worried Alice as well, because she frantically searched her visions for the missing girl.

"I can't see her. It's all fuzzy, which is completely bizzare. I've seen her before." She panicked.

"Relax, lets tell Esme and Carlisle." I confronted her. She nodded in agreement, and we agreed that it wasn't the best idea to go into their room. Silently, Alice spoke their names.

"Carlisle, Esme. Bree's gone." She informed them. In a moment, they were downstairs with us, Edward, Emmett, and Jasper on their heels.