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Summery – Esme and Carlisle have some alone time without the "kids". – 1995

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A Day Without the Kids

By:

AngelBabs81 and potterfan2006

The "kids" were all out doing their thing elsewhere leaving Esme at home alone waiting for Carlisle to come home from his shift at the hospital. She was lying on the couch, her head pillowed on her arms, watching an episode of "I Love Lucy" when she heard Carlisle's car pull into the garage.

Once the ignition was off, Carlisle rested his head against the back of his seat, closing his eyes. He let out a sigh, closed the garage door, and got out of his vehicle. He entered the house through the door the connected the house and garage and entered into the den. He took the stairs to the upper level and into the living room. "Hey," he greeted his wife, leaning down to plant a kiss to her lips. After the kiss, he moved her legs, took a seat and put her legs back on his thighs.

Esme smiled and after propping herself up against the armrest of the couch, she smiled at him. "How was your day, my love?"

Carlisle shrugged and didn't look at her. It was a rough day on him. No matter how long he lived, he saw death and it still affected him. And not to mention a life-altering proposal from the board. Carlisle finally looked at her. "I've been offered another position," Carlisle informed.

Esme took the TV remote and turned off the TV so she could fully focus on Carlisle. "That's great!" Esme said, "What have you decided?" she asked. "What else is bothering you?"

"It's a better paying position, but you know that is not the reason I'm a doctor," Carlisle responded to Esme. "I can't take the job. It would require me to visit other hospitals, and... well, you know why I can't do that." He knew he would be sent south and if the sun is shining, he wouldn't be able to walk outside. "I'm going to continue being the doctor I am." He intentionally ignored her last question.

Esme reached over and took his hand, stroking the back of his hand with her thumb. "Carlisle, look at me," she commanded. "What's wrong? I know it's not the job offer. You will make the right decision on that one."

Carlisle looked at her. "You know Ruth? The crazy nurse from the hospital get togethers? Always brings fruitcake to the holiday party?"

Esme nodded her head, staying silent. She guessed where this might be going but she wanted to hear him say it out loud.

"She passed away last night, in her sleep," Carlisle spoke. "She was a wonderful nurse, though she was a bit crazy. She knew what she was doing, experienced in all procedures."

Esme gasped. She also had a place in her heart for Ruth. "Oh Carlisle, I'm so sorry," she said as she pulled him to lie next to her on the couch and held him, his head resting on her chest as she ran her fingers though his hair in a comforting manner.

Carlisle relaxed, comforted by Esme. "I've never been comfortable with death, as odd as it seems," Carlisle spoke to Esme.

"Oh honey," Esme said gently. "That's not odd. No one, not Human nor Werewolf nor Vampire, should be comfortable with death. There is a reason why it hurts when you see death because it's wrong and we know that, but it's also a part of life. Sweetheart, I would be worried about you if death ever got comfortable for you," she said, kissing his head.

Carlisle chuckled lightly. She was right. "How was your day?" he asked, enjoying the embrace.

"It was good; I finished designing the add-on to the house in Alaska. I sent the kids out of the house for a while as they were starting to drive me nuts. All the unusual sunny weather that we had these past 5 days has given them cabin fever so I told them not to come back till tomorrow night then I just figured I watch one of my favorite shows," she said.

Carlisle smiled. "So I noticed," Carlisle responded.

"But now the fun is over," Esme said, sighing. "There is a house to be cleaned," she said, getting ready to sit up.

"Let me help you," Carlisle offered, smiling at her.

Esme shook her head. "No, its okay," she said. "You have had a long shift at work. I am just going to clean the floor in the hallway. Our teenagers," Esme shook her head and laughed, "got mud on the floor but that will only take a few minutes. Then we can spend some time together doing whatever we want," she said standing up.

Carlisle lay back on the couch and nodded. He wasn't going to argue with that. "I'll be here," he told her

With that Esme was off and 20 minutes later she returned and just stood looking at Carlisle lying on the couch with a smile on her face.

Carlisle smiled up at her, not opening his eyes. "Just resting until you got back," Carlisle spoke softly.

Esme giggled a little, "I do believe this is the most relaxed I have ever seen you. You really do look like your 23 right now," she said, as a lazy smile crossed her face as well.

Carlisle did not say anything just opened one eye and smiled up at her and put one arm out to her.

Esme walked forward and grabbed his hand and he pulled her to him and settled her next to him. They spent the rest of the day with each other. Watching television and cuddling, enjoying a day without the kids.

The End