A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Ame Warashi who wanted a little Esme and Carlisle action. All of your requests will get up soon, but I do them in order of how I think they would best fit into this fic. I am still taking them by the way... So this is my last update for tonight, and yay me! I broke 60 reviews! You guys are great. Please enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.

A Sweet For My Sweet

It began with the sickeningly sweet aroma of melting caramel and candy sprinkles. Rich, dark chocolate was boiling, bubbling, liquidizing into a delectable spread. A whiff of vanilla floated up the stairs followed by a dash of- was that strawberry icing?

Following his nose, Carlisle vacated his office on the second floor and swiftly flew down the stairs towards the open kitchen where the scrumptious smells were emanating from. As soon as he walked into the room, his eyes fell upon plates and plates of homemade treats.

Candy and caramel apples covered in all types of sprinkles and decadents were stacked on a huge silver tray. Bowls of hand-pulled taffy were so plentiful they were almost falling off of the counters. Cupcakes of all flavors were piled high on plates while it seemed that there was a never-ending supply of creamy fudge.

In the middle of all of the clutter, Esme was hunkered over bowl, whipping up what appeared to be some sort of pumpkin filling. Carlisle, taking extra care not to be heard, snuck up behind her before wrapping his arms around her waist. Esme jumped slightly but didn't deter from her task of mixing.

"Esme darling, " Carlisle purred as he gently laid his head on her shoulder, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, nothing much. Just preparing some sweets for the trick-or-treaters tonight. I hope I've made enough." She said worriedly as she let her eyes float over the everlasting piles of sweets.

"Don't worry, I'm pretty sure you've made enough here to feed every child in Forks."

"I just hope they like it."

"I'm sure they will. It all smells so delicious."

"Really? I think it smells a little off but that's just me. Perhaps it's the only-drinking-blood things that's knocked my senses awry."

"Oh well. I'm sure if you're that insecure about the taste of it we can always get Edward to force some into Bella when she comes over later on tonight.

"I guess that's true." Esme smiled as dropped the bowl onto the counter and slunk around so she was facing Carlisle.

Picking up a tiny chocolate, Carlisle raised a perfectly blonde eyebrow. "A sweet for my sweet?"

Nodding, Esme let him slip it into her mouth. In a quick gulp, she swallowed it whole.

"So? What do you think of your own cooking?" Carlisle smirked at the look of disgust on Esme's face.

"I think I need to vomit now."

Chuckling, Carlisle began leading her out of the room and up to the bathroom. "Come on, darling. Let's go and release the treats somewhere where they can be disposed of easily."

"Must I?" Esme teased.

"Yes, you must." Carlisle replied tenderly. "Doctor's orders."