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Chapter 4 – Christmas Miracles

I was thrilled and excited. I wanted to give Timmy a family for Christmas and hoped it would all work out.

I had been talking back and forth with Ms. Stanley for two weeks. I was getting worried. Christmas was only a week away now and she said that it wasn't looking good. She needed the correct spelling of my previous name before my parents changed it and I wasn't sure what it was, so I put in a call to my mom.

"Edward, dear, I'm so happy to hear from you. Will you be joining us for Christmas at the ski lodge?"

"No, I have plans this year at home, Mom; well, here and I need to stay close to my patients."

My mother let out a sad sigh. "Alright, dear, I understand."

"Um, Mom, I know I had my name changed when I was like two, but I was wondering, what my name was before then?"

"Really, why? Is something wrong? Are you upset with us?" my mother panicked.

"No, Mom, it's just…there's this kid, he needs a family and I have a housekeeper who's agreed to be his nanny if I adopt him and I need to know my old name so they can do a background check or whatever."

"Really? You're adopting a baby?"

"He's six."

"Oh, Edward, how exciting! Is this the little boy you've been talking about for the past two years?"

"Timmy, yes."

"Oh, sweetheart, I'm so thrilled for you. And this housekeeper of yours; is she nice? Is she good with kids?"

"Bella is great with kids. She has a little girl as well. I think it'll work out fine, but I have to get this information to Ms. Stanley so we can get this paperwork through."

"Oh, yes, of course. Well, your father's name was Edward Timothy Masen and you, of course, were named Edward Anthony Masen, spelled M-A-S-E-N. Is that what you needed, dear? You were both born in Chicago and we moved to Texas shortly after you were born. Ed had a job there and, well, the weather is just nicer in Texas than Chicago. You know the rest, dear. After I lost your father, I met Carlisle and we moved to Washington. You were only two when we got married and we changed your name when Carlisle adopted you. You know he's has always seen you as his son."

"I know, Mom. I've always thought of him as my dad, too. I hadn't even thought about it until Ms. Stanley asked me.

"So, you're not upset with us?"

"No, Mom, of course not. I'm going to miss you this year, but I really need to be here for Tim and Arabella."

"Arabella? Who is this? She sounds pretty."

"She's Bella's daughter, Mom, and she's four. She lost her daddy, too. They're celebrating Christmas with me this year."

"Really, dear? Tell me about this Bella," my mother asked me, implying way too much.

"She cooks and bought a vacuum. I really need to go, Mom."

"Alright, but just know I'll be calling later for details."

"She's my housekeeper, Mom, that's all."

"Alright, if you say so, I love you, dear," she said like she didn't believe me.

"Love you, too, Mom."

I quickly called Ms. Stanley and gave her the details of my old name. I was surprised when she asked if I still had any family in Chicago and I told her none that I knew of. "I was a baby when we moved and only two when my mother remarried and changed my name. I know nothing of my birth father's family."

"Really? So, do you know if he was from Chicago?" she asked a little excited and I didn't get why.

"Yeah, my mom said he was born there."

"Can I get his full name? Oh, wait; can I just have your mother's number? I can probably get what I need from her. I don't want to get your hopes up," Ms. Stanley said eagerly, but she gave no hint as to what was going on. I quickly conveyed the number to her, and it was five hours later that Ms. Stanley called back literally squealing in my ear. "I've done it! We've done it, Edward! You've got yourself a little boy!"

"Really? How? I thought it was going to take longer than that?"

"It normally would have, but when I saw you had a name change, I noticed it was similar to Timmy's. Even though the paperwork was done in Washington, I thought I would take a chance and see if there was any way you might be some sort of relative and you are. There's no waiting for relatives, Edward. Timmy's actually your cousin! You get to take him home tonight if you'd like!"

"Really? Are you serious?"

"Yes, I did some research and it turns out your father, Ed, had a little brother who was about ten years younger. Your families became estranged when your parents moved to Texas against your grandparent's wishes. William was his brother and only about eleven at the time. After your father's death, your grandparents were upset with your mother, especially since she remarried so quickly. They fought for custody of you and lost. Furious, they never spoke to your mother again.

"Meanwhile, William grew up and met a girl named Rebecca and they had little Timothy, who was named after his grandfather. Your grandparents died when Tim was only two; your grandfather died of a heart attack and your grandmother just refused to eat and died a week after him, leaving only William, Rebecca, and Timmy.

"Timmy was only three when he started showing signs of juvenile diabetes and you know what a rare case he is. His parents were on a date when the sitter called upset because something was wrong with the baby. They were rushing back home and were in a fatal accident, leaving little Timmy all by himself and stuck in the hospital with no one to take care of him. You know the rest," Ms. Stanley finally finished.

"So he's my first cousin, my kin, and I can have him. He's family?" I asked slowly processing his sad story. I had heard it before, but now it held so much more meaning. It was my aunt and uncle who had died; it was my family that was lost, too, not just his.

"Yes, Edward. I have the papers all ready. I'll meet you at the hospital and you can take over and sign him out."

"Thank you, Ms. Stanley, this is just…" I was getting choked up. "Thank you."

"It couldn't have happened to a nicer man, Dr. Cullen. I just know he's going to be thrilled."

That was an understatement. I had walked into his room with Dr. Kate Denali. Since Timmy was going to be part of my family, he no longer could be my patient. "Timmy, this is Dr. Kate, you know her, right?" I asked.

"Yeah, she's around a lot."

"Well, she's going to be your doctor from now on…" I started to explain, but he cut me off.

"No, I don't want her. I like you. Don't you like me?" he started to cry.

"Yes, I do! I'm keeping you!" I shouted over his bawling.

"So, you'll stay my doctor?"

"I'm taking you home, Timmy. I can't be your dad and your doctor, too. That's why Dr. Kate is taking over for me when you come here."

His eyes widened. "Home? Like to your house?"

"Yeah, would you be okay living with me? I know I'm busy, but I have a really nice nanny named Ms. Bella and she has a little girl, too. I thought you might like it because it'll feel more like a family there."

"Really? So, you're gonna keep me?" he asked.

"Yeah, I just came in to sign you out. I had to let your new doctor check you over first, though," I said nodding to Kate who was smiling widely with teary eyes.

Timmy whipped off his shirt. "I'm ready! I know the drill. Get your listening thingy," he said pointing to the stethoscope, "I can breathe."

Kate chuckled but quickly went over her exam and helped me dress him in an outfit Bella had thankfully thought ahead to purchase for him. He had very few possessions and I was hoping that we could rectify that.

When we came home, there was a huge banner strung across the living room that read 'Welcome Home Timmy!' Ara jumped out yelling, "Surprise!" and Bella came walking in with a welcome home cake.

"Can I have some, Dr. Cullen?" Timmy said eyeing the cake.

"It was made just for you, so of course you can," I said.

"Really?" he said running up to Bella, "You made this for me?"

"Yes, I did. We're so excited you're here. Now, come on, let's go have some cake," she said with a big smile.

Ara grabbed his hand and pulled him to the table that was already set with party hats.

We had cake and then Bella brought out some dinner. Timmy ate like there was no tomorrow. Bella knew to cut him off at two small pieces of cake and promised him some more tomorrow.

I took him to his room. I was now guestroom-free, but I didn't think my family would be offended. Bella had done a good job stocking his dresser and buying things for his room and bathroom. He was excited to see a little bookshelf with some books on it, and I asked him what he wanted Santa to bring. He quickly went on a tangent on how awesome Transformers were, so I knew I should get him some of those. I finally got him settled down and into bed before I made it out into the hallway.

"That was really sweet of you to take him in," Bella said softly.

I shook my head no. "He's a good kid. He deserves a family."

She looked at me quietly for a moment and then wished me goodnight. The next day, I took off work early to do some Christmas shopping. I was able to by some doll clothes for Curly and bought doll furniture and a few other toys for Arabella. I bought everything Transformers that I could find for Timmy. I was happy to see they had the old cartoon on DVD so I could sit down and watch them with him. I really didn't think he should be watching the new version of Transformers at his age.

I made sure the kids were getting the same amount of presents and now I only had Bella to shop for. Of course, that was much more difficult than I thought. I finally ended up buying her a good winter coat with matching hat, scarf, and mittens. I really had no clue what to get her and those you could guess the size and not really worry about it. I had everything all wrapped up at the stores and eagerly awaited Christmas morning.

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