Author's Note: I'm home sick. I slept all day and now I'm not so tired. I know I should be sleeping but I thought I'd give you another chapter. things are moving forward. The children will find out. How will they react? Read on and find out. Thanks for reading and I love the comments you guys have left. Enjoy!

-Lisa

Chapter Seven

"Dinner was really great, thank you," Bella said as they entered Carlisle's house. They held hands as they walked in from the garage. Bella carried the desert they ordered to go.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. We'll have to go back there again. I had never been there before," Carlisle smiled as he pulled Bella into the house. He took the desert from her hands and sat it on the counter. "Would you like a glass of wine?"

"That would be lovely, thank you," she smiled letting go of his hand. She walked into the sunken living room and took off her shoes. She sat with her feet folded under her on the leather sofa.

Within a few seconds Carlisle entered the room with two glasses in his hands. He handed one to her and joined her on the couch. "It's so quiet."

"I know. It's strange. After being with the kids all the time, I'm still not use to the stillness of the house without them."

Carlisle nodded. "I know what you mean." He paused as he reached for Bella's glass and sat it on the coffee table next to his. "You look very beautiful tonight. Is the dress new?"

Bella looked at her tangerine halter sundress. It hit a few inches above her knee. "It is. Charlotte told me I needed to get it."

"Charlotte has excellent taste. You look lovely."

"Thank you," she replied as she rested her head on his shoulder.

Carlisle held her close. He played with the ends of her hair before rubbing her back. "Tell me what you are thinking."

Bella took a deep breath before he continued. "I really like what is happening between us. I have enjoyed getting to know this side of you and spending time with you. I like hearing the stories of your experiences. I like how you do little things to let me know you are thinking of me." Bella told him as she referred to the many little things he did often. Most recently he left a bouquet of bright orange roses on the passenger seat of her car one night after he got home from work.

"I like that too I like having you here with me, with us."

Sighing, Bella reach around Carlisle and hugged him as she rested her head on his chest. "I'm also scared."

"Scared of what?" He asked as he rubbed her shoulders.

"I'm scared of telling the kids."

"Why would you be? They love you."

Bella nodded as she sat up. She looked down at Carlisle hand. She played with his fingers before she clasped his hand with hers. "I'm afraid that they will think I'm trying to replace their mother. I'm not trying to do that, but I want them to know that I love and care about them, and you."

"I don't think they will think that Bella. Look at me, please?" Carlisle begged as he lifted Bella's chin. He leaned into her and stole a simple sweet kiss from her lips. He touched his forehead to hers. "You are so full of love and I'm so very happy that you have chosen to share that love with the children. They love spending time with you. They know you care about them. This is going to be okay Bella, I promise."

"You are so sure of yourself, aren't you?" Bella asked.

"Confident."

Bella sat up. Without saying a word, she brought her lips to his. She turned to straddle his lap. Their sweet kisses turned passionate and desperate. She pulled him close to her. Carefully Carlisle pushed her onto the couch. He crawled on top of her. His hands explored her body through her dress. He traveled from her knees, thighs and hips. He teased by gently touching her hot area. His hands continued their journey to her breasts. He gently massaged them as Bella pulled him closer. His hand found its way under her dress. He rubbed her knees unaware that the door openned.

"Oh my god!" they heard a gasp from the living room entry way.

Carlisle sat up and saw Charlotte standing with her hand over her mouth. Tears streamed from her eyes. "Charlotte, honey, come here."

Bella slowly sat up. She straightened herself out. She wiped her lips that Carlisle had touched. She pulled her hair behind her ears. She looked at Charlotte as she sat in the arm chair. She looked pissed.

Before Carlisle had a chance to speak, Charlotte stood up and began shouting. "How could either one of you do this to us? To me and Peter? How could you do this to mom dad? I understand you can't be alone forever, but how could you do this? With her?"

"Honey," Carlisle began as he pulled Charlotte into him. She pushed away as he looked at her father as he spoke. "I loved your mother very much. I will miss her until the day I die, but I don't want to be alone any more. Kate was a mistake; I should have never got together with her. I don't know why I had my eyes closed with her. She wasn't a very nice person. That entire relationship was a mistake. I regret it."

"How do you know this won't be a mistake?" She asked.

Carlisle took a deep breath. "Well, I feel differently about Bella than I did Kate. She is interested in some of the same things I am. She adores you and your brother and won't try to ship you off to a boarding school. She wants to be with you and Peter too."

"I'm so angry with you, dad. This isn't right. I can't believe you have done this," she continued to cry.

"Charlotte, I understand how you feel," Bella knelt beside the girl. "After my dad died, my mom did try to date and I hated it. I thought they were all trying to replace my dad. Before my mom died, she was dating a decent man named Phil. Phil liked Jasper and I. He was a little bit younger than my mom and he was fun to be with. He tried teaching me to throw a baseball. I wasn't so good at it." Bella paused as she reached to stroke Charlotte's face. "Things will be okay, I promise," Bella smiled.

Charlotte stood up and stomped across the room. She turned and looked at Bella. "I hate you. I hate you so much Bella. I wish you never came into this house, into our lives. I really thought you were my friend but you lied to me to get to my dad. I bet you used me all this time, didn't you?"

"No Charlotte, I didn't. I would never ever do that to you"

Ignoring Bella, Charlotte continued with tears streaming from her eyes. "You didn't want to spend the time with me. You took me out to make dad happy. I knew it! No one really wants to spend time with me. No one really likes me. You are a user and a liar."

"Charlotte that's enough," Carlisle intervened.

Charlotte continued her fit of rage. "On second thought I think I liked Kate more. With Kate at least I knew where I stood. She didn't like me and was honest about it," Charlotte screamed.

"Charlotte Anne Cullen, that is enough," Carlisle shouted. His voice startled Bella. She had never heard him raise his voice let alone yell at his child. "You get to your room young lady and I will be up to talk to you later after Bella leaves."

Hesitating, Charlotte looked at Bella. "Of course he'd pick you over me."

"Enough! Get to your room NOW!" Carlisle barked. Charlotte heeded her father's warning and ran up the stairs. When he heard Charlotte slam her bedroom door, he sat on the couch and sighed. "I'm really sorry for her outburst. I thought she was spending the night with the Jones' tonight. I didn't know she was going to be home. I'm really sorry she reacted the way she did."

Bella shrugged her shoulders. She tugged on Carlisle's hand and looked at him. "It's fine. I was kind of warning myself for this. I told you I was afraid of her reaction. It's hard on her and I understand that. Its fine, she will just need time to get used to it, to us."

Carlisle looked at the woman by his side and pulled her closer to him. "After all of that, what you feared, you still want there to be an us?"

"Yes, I mean if you want there to be."

After sitting, Carlisle pulled Bella into his lap. He kissed her check gently and looked into her eyes. "I would indeed like there to be an us."

"That's great but what about Charlotte?"

"She will have to get used to this, to us," Carlisle said as he held both of Bella's hands. He leaned in to steal another kiss from her when the doorbell rang. "Well this night is certainly full of surprises, isn't it?" He asked he stood to answer the front door.

"Where is she?" The familiar voice asked.

Bella stood up and walked to where Carlisle was standing. She looked at Edward with a confused expression. "What are you doing here?"

"Carlisle? Bella?" Edward asked equally as confused.

"That's us, what are you doing here?" Carlisle repeated.

Edward shook his head. "Charlotte called and-"

"Uncle Eddie, thank you for coming," Charlotte said before she ran into his arms.

"Can someone please explain what the hell is going on?" Carlisle asked growing impatient, mostly with his daughter.

Edward looked at Carlisle. "Charlotte called me and said there was an emergency. She said something really bad had happened. I rushed out of bed to get here. Oh my god, where is Peter? Is he okay?"

Carlisle shook his head. "Peter is fine; he's over a friend's house. I'm sorry Edward, Charlotte over reacted. I'm sorry she bothered you."

"That's okay, I'm glad it isn't nothing serious. What happened though?"

Bella looked at Carlisle who was staring intently at his oldest child. Bella spoke up. "She caught Carlisle and I kissing on the couch."

"Kissing? You call that kissing? You were groping each other, it was really gross," Charlotte retorted.

"I bet it was," Edward whispered to Bella. She elbowed him in the stomach with an unimpressed look on her face.

Carlisle stared at his daughter with daggers coming from his eyes. "That's enough from you. You are all ready grounded and if I were you I'd stop talking or else your punishment is going to get worse."

"Uncle Eddie, can I stay with you and Aunt Tanya tonight?"

"No, I said you were grounded young lady! Do not disobey me," Carlisle scolded her.

Charlotte looked her father in the eye as she yelled at him. "I don't want to be here with you, dad. I'm so angry with you and her," she glared at Bella.

"Charlotte, please don't be made at me. We can still be friends. I still love you and care about you sweetie. I can speak for both your father and I when I saw we both want you to be happy."

"Well you know what? I am really angry with the both of you. I hate you both right now," Charlotte screamed.

"Get up to your room immediately Charlotte Anne and not another word from you this evening. We will talk tomorrow young lady," Carlisle roared.

The three adults watched Charlotte stomp off to her room screaming and crying. Carlisle took his face in his hands. "What the hell am I doing? She has never acted like this before. Even with Kate."

"You did fine Carlisle," Bella reassured him by placing her hand on his shoulder and rubbed his back.

Edward walked on the other side of him. "You did what was best for her. Take a few deep breaths." Edward looked at the empty stair case and could hear music being blared from the floor above.

"I'm so angry with the disrespect she showed this evening to both Bella and myself. I'm angry that he got you here thinking it was an emergency. Her mother and I didn't raise her like that."

"She's almost a teenager, it happens," Edward added.

"I feel bad for you," Carlisle said to Bella.

"Why Bella?" Edward asked.

"Because she voiced this concern to me just before Charlotte came home. She was worried Charlotte would be mad at her." Carlisle now looked at the empty stair case and shook his head. "I have no idea what I am going to do with her."

"You know, you are angry, she's angry. Do you want me to take her for the night? It'll give you both time to cool down. You two," Edward gestured looking between Bella and Carlisle, "can use the time to talk some more."

Carlisle looked at Bella who looked upset. He had wished that he had listened to Bella's concerns. He felt she had an inkling to what was going to happen. "Would you mind Edward? I don't want any special privileges for her. No movies, no staying up late, no internet, nothing like that. She just gets the basics. She may read and obviously if she is hungry or thirsty give her the basics, but she is grounded. She was very disrespectful this evening."

"I get it. I promise I won't do anything extra with her. I'll drop her off at about ten."

"That's good. That's when Peter is due home," Carlisle replied. He looked at Bella. "Hey, what are you doing tomorrow at ten in the morning?"

Bella looked at him curiously. "You want me to be part of this conversation?"

"Absolutely," Carlisle said as he stood in front of her. He grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "This involves you too. I am going to make Charlotte apologize-"

"You can't do that. She feels the way she does and can't help it. Don't make her apologize for her feelings. It would make things worse. I will join you if you want me to be here."

"Like I said, I absolutely want you to be here," Carlisle held her hand. "There is no doubt in my mind Bella that I want you to be here."

Bella nodded. "If you think it will be okay."

"Hush, we'll talk more after Edward and Charlotte leave but yes." Carlisle stood up and looked at Edward. "I'll go get her. I'll be right back."

Both Edward and Bella watched as Carlisle went up the stairs. Bella was the first to speak. "I told him this was going to happen. I told him Edward. I told him that she was going to flip. This is what I was afraid of. The past few months I have worked so hard to get her out of her shell and feel good about herself, now she thinks I did it to use her, I didn't. I enjoyed our time shopping and going to the movies and things like that. I do love her."

"I know you do. Carlisle knows you do. Charlotte just has to come around, which she will. Give it time. Her mother was killed and then the woman he was going to marry is a complete bitch. She's twelve, that's a hard enough age before you throw losing her mother and now her father is dating one of the only adults she trusted and has opened up to. She'll come around, just be patient."

Bella nodded as Carlisle came down the stairs. He looked at Edward. "She is just gathering some things. She'll be down in a few minutes." Carlisle looked at Bella's expressionless face. He knew she was feeling guilty. "This isn't your fault." Bella nodded as she looked away. He gently moved her face to meet his. "Listen to me, Charlotte was disrespectful. She is old enough to understand if she doesn't like something to talk about it, not to act like a spoiled brat. This in no way is your fault. I don't know if Jane acts like this with her mother but maybe she needs to spend less time with her."

Bella's eyes shot up and looked into Carlisle's blue eyes. "You can't take Jane away from her. She's Charlotte's only friend."

"Well I don't know where this behavior is coming from, but if it is from Jane, then Charlotte isn't seeing her any more. It's as simple as that." Carlisle paused as Charlotte walked slowly down the stairs. Carlisle stood up and walked towards her as she stopped on the bottom stair. She stared at Bella giving her an awful look. "You will listen to everything Edward tells you to do, is that understood?"

"Yes."

"I mean it Charlotte. I don't know where these feelings are coming from, but your attitude needs to change young lady. This is unacceptable behavior and I will not stand for it in my house. You are to respect me and our guests, that includes Bella. Is that understood?"

"Yes dad."

Carlisle moved closer to Edward. "I mean it; if she is rude let me know."

"I will Carlisle." He looked at Charlotte and spoke. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes Uncle Eddie."

"I will see you tomorrow morning around ten. We will be talking about your attitude and your feelings then. I am excepting you to be respectful. Is that understood?"

"Yes dad."

Carlisle nodded. "Charlotte Anne, I am so angry and disappointed in your behavior this evening, but I want you to know that I am you father and I love you," he told his daughter as he held her in his arms.

Charlotte tore her glare away from Bella and looked at Carlisle. "I love you too dad. I'll see you tomorrow," she promised as she walked out to the car.

Carlisle looked at Edward. "Thank you for taking her."

"No problem. Everyone get a good night sleep. Tomorrow is a new day," Edward smiled. "Good night guys."

"Bye Edward," Bella said.

"Bye Edward, thank you again," Carlisle told his friend as he led him to the door. After shutting the door, he walked towards Bella. "Well that was not what I was expecting this evening to be."

"No, neither was I," Bella agreed sadly.

Carlisle sat next to Bella and pulled her gently into him. "I said it before and I will say it again, this isn't your fault."

"I can't help but feel that I am the bad guy in all of this."

"You aren't. I promise you, you aren't." Carlisle paused as he hugged Bella closer to his body. "Do you want to stay with me, for the night?"

Bella thought for a few seconds. She looked up at him and sadly shook her head. "I don't think that's a very good idea."

"Why not?"

Sitting up, Bella looked at Carlisle. "What happens if Charlotte happens to come home early and sees us?"

"Bella, you've known Edward for your entire life. When is he ever on time for something let alone early?" Carlisle tried to joke.

"I'm serious. I think we both need time to think about what happened here tonight and what we are going to talk about in the morning. Plus," Bella paused as she looked at Carlisle. She had developed strong feelings for him over the course of the short time they began to date. She didn't want to screw things up but she had to be honest to herself and Carlisle. "I don't think I'm ready for sleepovers yet."

Carlisle looked at Bella sadly. "You think I mean we need to have sex? Bella no, I mean I would like to but you have told me where you are coming from and I understand that you aren't ready yet. It isn't a big deal, I can and will wait until you are ready. Honey, I would never force you into something like that. I just didn't know if you wanted to spend the night because you are so upset. I hate seeing you upset."

Looking up at him, Bella began to speak. "You called me honey."

"That's the only thing you took away from our conversation?" Carlisle asked as he saw a smile form on Bella's face. "Bella, it's a term of endearment to use with those you lo-like, a lot."

"I know what it is, I was just surprised to hear you use it." She paused as she looked at the clock. "It's getting late. What was Charlotte coming home that late for anyway? It's after eleven."

"I will find out tomorrow. Do you want to head home?" Carlisle asked.

"If you wouldn't mind driving me, yes I would." Bella honestly replied. Carlisle shook his head and stood up. Bella followed.

The drive over was silent. Both Carlisle and Bella were feeling a variance of emotions. When he had arrived at her house, Carlisle got out of the car and opened Bella's door. He walked her to the door. "Do you mind if I come in, I have to use the bathroom?"

"No, of course not. You know where it is, help yourself," Bella told him as she watched him walk up the stairs. "I'm going to cleanup down here a little bit and put on the dishwasher. I'll see you before you leave."

Several moments had gone by and Carlisle had still yet emerged from the restroom. Bella was going to go up to check on him when he finally came back down. She looked up from her magazine and looked at him. "I was getting worried there for a minute."

"No worries," Carlisle told her as he held her hand. They began walking towards the front door.

"Can I come over and cook you breakfast in the morning? Maybe we can eat just the two of us before we have a blow out?"

"Don't think that way but I would love to take you up on breakfast, except I will cook. Be there eight thirty?"

Bella leaned into him and kissed him. "I will. I think I'm going to take a quick shower and then call it a night." Bella paused. She didn't know how Carlisle was still feeling about her rejecting to spend the night with him. "Carlisle?"

"Yes."

Taking a deep breath, Bella looked at him. "It will happen you know."

"What will happen?"

"Our sleepover. I promise it will happen."

Smiling, Carlisle looked at his girlfriend. "I know it will and like I said before, I will wait." They walked towards the door when Carlisle stopped. He leaned in and kissed Bella. "Good night."

"Good night," Bella repeated as he left. She watched his car drive until it was no longer in view. She locked up the downstairs and went into her bedroom to get ready for her shower. She was startled but then smiled when she saw a note written in her lipstick on the bathroom mirror.

Relax in the tub. See you tomorrow am-C

Bella looked over and saw a tub full of bubbles. Carlisle had spent his time upstairs filling the tub. Quickly she ran back into her bedroom and sent him a quick text.

"You are sweet. Thank you for the bath. I'll see you in the morning."

To her surprise she quickly received a reply. "You are more than welcomed. You deserve it. Your poor lipstick didn't survive my note though. I owe you one."

"No worries. This was very sweet. Thank you. Goodnight."

Again, within seconds, her phone beeped. "Good night beautiful, enjoy your bath."

Bella quickly undressed and sank into the tub. She leaned back and smiled. She had forgotten what it was like to be in love. Carlisle reminded her of it every day.

"Dad, I'm home. Is that Bella's car in the driveway?" Peter asked as he walked through the door.

Carlisle stepped into the living room. "Good morning son. Did you have a good night with Alec?"

"Yes. We played video games more most of the night. Then we watched a movie. Is that Bella's car in the driveway?" Peter repeated.

"It is. She's in the kitchen. We were just finishing breakfast. Did you eat?"

"I did. Why is Bella here? It's Saturday? Are you going out?"

Carlisle shook his head. "No, we want to talk to you and Charlotte about something. She should be back soon. Put your stuff in your room and meet us in the kitchen."

Peter felt panic. "Is she leaving us? Tell me she didn't quit. I've learned so much from her cooking. I like her, a lot. I don't want her to leave."

"Calm down Peter, she isn't leaving. Just put your stuff away and meet us in the kitchen, okay?"

Peter nodded and ran to put his stuff away. Carlisle sipped his coffee and walked back into the kitchen. "Peter just got home. I don't think we have to worry about his reaction."

"Why?" Bella asked as she sipped her juice.

"Because he panicked thinking you were leaving us. He should be easy," Carlisle told Bella. He saw worry in her eyes. "Things will be okay Bella, I promise."

"I just don't want them to hate me or be mad at me."

"They won't, don't worry about it," Carlisle promised as he kissed Bella's nose.

Bella nodded as the front door opened again. It closed quietly. Both heard footsteps going upstairs.

"Carlisle?" Bella?" Edward called out.

"Kitchen," Bella answered. As Edward walked into the room, Bella asked. "Do you want something to eat? Carlisle bought way too much, even for the kids."

Edward shook his head. "No thanks. I kind of took Charlotte out for breakfast, so we could talk."

"What happened?" Bella asked jumping in before Edward had a chance to explain himself.

"We talked and she is so angry. I tried to talk to her and tell her that you aren't Kate. She seemed to understand that but she is really hurting. She didn't apologize for her behavior and she said she wasn't sorry for acting out or the way she feels."

Carlisle sighed. "Thanks Edward."

Edward spoke up. "I know this isn't my place to say this, but I think you should think about therapy for her. She is still hurting from Elizabeth's passing and Kate really did do a number on her. Now she thought she had Bella in her corner but she thinks Bella only used her to get to you. I think therapy would only help her."

Carlisle nodded. "It's something to consider. Do you want to stay for this?"

"No, this is your thing, but call me, either one of you, if you need anything."

"I promise Edward, thank you," Bella said as she watched Carlisle walk him out.

When Carlisle returned, he heard Bella sigh. "What's wrong."

"I might have made your daughter need therapy Carlisle. I really like you but maybe this isn't such a good idea."

"Bella, things will be okay. They will be," he reassured her as he kissed her hand. Just seconds later Peter walked down the stairs. He sat at the breakfast nook.

"Hey Bella, what did you make for breakfast?"

Bella laughed. "Nothing, your dad bought this."

"Oh," he said disappointed.

Carlisle ruffled his hair. "Hey, I did do most of the cooking before Bella got here. I made this. I didn't buy it."

"And let's face it dad, that's why you hired Bella in the first place," Peter smiled as he took a piece of bacon.

Trying not to, Carlisle let out a laugh. "You're right kid. Do you know that-" Carlisle stopped as Charlotte came into the kitchen. She sat down at the table and pouted. "Hi Charlotte. I'm glad you are here."

"Can we just get this over with please?" she snapped.

"Wow, who put crabby pills in your cocoa puffs?" Peter teased.

"Shut up," Charlotte hissed back.

"Hey! Enough with the disrespect young lady," Carlisle shouted to her. "I want to let you both know that we were going to have a family breakfast today to talk about some changes, but Charlotte was in a mood last night and showed some disrespect. This is imperative that we all meet now and we need to talk about those changes."

"What kind of changes?" Peter asked.

Taking a deep breath, Carlisle began again. "As you know, Bella has dramatically changed our lives since arriving here in May. It's only August and things have changed for the better."

"We don't eat out any more and the food is so much better," Peter added.

Laughing, Carlisle acknowledged Peter's comment. "You're right, but that is just the tip of the iceberg. Bella and I have gotten to spend some time together and we really like each other." He paused to see Charlotte roll her eyes. He ignored it. "We decided that we would like to date each other to see how it goes."

"Date?" Peter asked.

Nodding, Carlisle continued. "I love you both very very much," he began looking at both Peter and Charlotte. He slowly continued. "I will always love your mom. She was so special and wonderful a person. I feel blessed that she left me with the most precious people I have ever known," he paused again looking at his son and daughter. "Like I said, I will always love her.

"I have tried dating before and as we know Kate wasn't the best choice for us and our family. I'm sorry I missed up. I'm sorry she wasn't kind of you two. I'm sorry I didn't see her for what kind of person she really is." Carlisle stopped and backed up. "You see, when people date, they do it because they don't want to be alone. They want to be in a relationship with a person who cares about them, who makes them happy. Sometimes relationships continue to marriage, like with your mother and I. Sometimes the people in them aren't compatible, like with Kate and I. The only way you know if you are right is to date and see what happens."

Carlisle took another deep breath. "Bella and I have been seeing each other for a month. We didn't say anything because we didn't know where it would go. We didn't know if we would be better off staying friends. The least of all we didn't want you guys to be upset."

"Dad, are you happy?" Peter asked honestly.

Carlisle looked at Bella and then looked at Peter with a slight grin on his face. "Yes son, yes I am very happy."

Peter nodded. "You seem different since Bella got here."

"What do you mean?" Carlisle asked.

Peter shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, you are happy. You hum and smile more. You never did that when you were with Kate. You did that with mom. After mom died you got serious all the time."

"People can change you Peter," Carlisle told him as he looked at Bella again.

"Does this mean that you and Bella are going to get married like you were with Kate?"

"Peter shut up! Don't give them any ideas!" Charlotte yelled at her brother.

"Charlotte, enough. You need to learn to control your emotions," Carlisle said as he turned back to his son. "Right now, no we aren't getting married. We are just starting our relationship. It's way too early to talk about that. Bella and I are still getting to know each other. We like each other."

Pater nodded before looking at Bella. "This is so cool! I'm so excited! You are awesome Bella! You made dad happy again!" Peter proclaimed as he hugged Bella. As he did, Charlotte stomped out of the room and upstairs to her bedroom. "What's her problem?"

Bella smiled and looked at Peter. "She thinks I want to be your mom and she thinks I did all those things with her to make your father happy."

Shaking his head, Peter looked at her. "No way, you aren't like that Bella. You wouldn't just use someone and throw them away. Kate would have. She's selfish, but you aren't like that. I think you love us."

Bella pulled Peter into a hug. "I do love you both. I love being here and part of your lives. It might change a little since my relationship is changing with your dad, but we both care about you and that won't change, I promise."

"Then why would Charlotte be so upset?"

Carlisle chimed in. "I think she's afraid we are forgetting your mother."

Peter backed away from Bella and looked to the floor. He then looked up. "We will never forget her, she was out mother. I will always love mom, she was my mother but I think your right dad. I don't think she'd want us sitting her and being so sad that she isn't here. I don't think she would want us to have takeout food all the time. I think she would want us to go on." He paused to look at Carlisle. "I don't think she'd like Kate but Bella, mom would have loved Bella."

Carlisle looked at his son with tears in his eyes. His son was no longer the young child he was when Elizabeth left this world. He was growing up and seemed more mature beyond his years at times. "Your right Peter, you are right."

Author's Note Two: Okay, I'm going to hide and go to bed, again. Thoughts about how the kids reacted. what did you think of their reactions?