It hadn't taken long for Shawn to pack and Carlisle to finish the paper work. The boy owned very little and his things barely filled his small duffle bag. Most of the things he did own were mementos of things from his past. A picture of his parents from when he was little before things had gotten bad, a yo-yo, his blankly, and a small stuffed bear, Sir Reggie, with one eye he'd kept hidden afraid one of the other boys would have taken it. It may have seemed like random things to someone else but to Shawn they had significance and each one of them held a place within his heart, especially the bear.

Grasping the duffle bag he zipped it up after throwing a few clothes in and headed down stairs. He was met by Carlisle and his social worker he could tell she was happy to get rid by the way she kept glancing at them and the door. The way she kept flirting with Carlisle made him sick he was married and way too good for her. Carlisle seemed either oblivious of it or just ignored it either way he gently grabbed Shawn's shoulder and began to lead him out of the door, "it was a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Thompson I know Shawn is going to fit into our family perfectly."

Shawn smiled and couldn't help to wonder if it was really true. Could he really fit into such a perfect family, after all he was a no good thief. Mentally slapping himself Shawn attempted to keep his bad thoughts at bay as he strapped himself into the car. Carlisle took the driver's seat next to him and began to pull away from the boy's home. As they left Shawn couldn't help but think, 'at least one good thing came out of this. I get to leave that hell hole.'

"So, would you like to know a little about your new family Shawn?" He jumped slightly as Carlisle's voice broke the silence of the car after a few minutes. Shaking his head free of the numbness he nodded his attention focus completely on his new…Father?

Carlisle began his eyes staring off in the distance, "well there's me of course I'm 27 and I'm a doctor over at Fork's hospital. My wife Esme, your new mother, she's 23 she stays at home and care's for the home. She likes to paint, tend the garden; she does some home design to while she waits for the kids to come home from school. She is probably the kindness person in the world."

Shawn closed his eyes trying to picture her mentally, "She sounds amazing like something from a fairy tale."

"Sometimes I think she is," Carlisle said with a smile, "then you have our children, your brothers and sisters, we adopted all of them. First there's Emmet he's the oldest 18 he is as strong as an ox and about 6 ft. But while he looks tough he's more like an overgrown teddy bear," Shawn laughed imaging his bear Sir Reggie, "Then his girlfriend and our oldest daughter Rosalie, she's also 18, may look mean but once you get to know her and wiggle into that tough anterior you'll find that she is very nice but is just afraid of getting hurt again. With Rosalie you just have to be patient and she'll come around."

Shawn nodded he understood she was like him. Somehow she was hurt by someone and now she was afraid if someone got to close she would be hurt again the same way. So at first she may not like him. But he had to try and be patient and soon he would be best friends with her. Smiling he looked at Carlisle, "don't worry I won't be hurt by her reaction to me. I know how hard it is to forget being hurt. I'll be patient."

While Shawn didn't see it, deep behind his mask Carlisle beamed with pride, clearing his throat he continued, "Next comes Rosalie's twin brother Jasper. Now Jasper is very sensitive it might take him awhile to come near you. He is very in tune to other people's emotions and it makes it hard for him to be around others so when he is he is always stiff and rigid. But he is very sweet and kind and when he gets to know you he will be able to help you face many challenges in your future," Carlisle turned to Shawn with a smile and it dropped slightly, "however, Jasper cannot handle blood so try not to cut yourself around him. He is very sensitive to blood it makes him…. Sick."

Shawn nodded slightly confused but silently vowing to never put Jasper in any kind of uncomfortable situation like that.

Carlisle brightened considerably, "You already met Alice she's our youngest daughter and she's Jasper's girlfriend. She is very excitable, love's to shop, love's to dress people up, has this way of knowing what's going to happen, we just sort of listen to her and avoid the trouble of seeing her cry. Alice gets what she wants because it's too much trouble to argue with her, Alice is Alice."

Shawn laughed, "I sort of got that from the five minutes I saw of her."

Both occupants chuckled and shook their head at the thought of the pixie like girl. Carlisle finally went on after a while, "and finally our youngest son Edward. Don't mind Edward he usually gets into these moods that can last for weeks if not more. He will usually mope around in his room and have to be knocked back to his senses. He thinks that he is a danger to society and it would be better if he didn't exist. We usually leave him be and let him come back to us. When he is happy he plays the piano composing his own songs, sometimes he listens to his cd's like Mozart or Debussy. He really is a good kid, just hasn't found someone like the other's have he needs a girlfriend to love and show him he can be loved."

Shawn looked at Carlisle skeptically, "maybe he needs a good swift kick in the rear."

Carlisle laughed, "Or that too."

1 hr. later and they were driving up a long winding drive way surrounded by trees. Carlisle said that the house was built way out in the middle of the woods so that they could have a lot of space to build as big a house as they wanted and so they could have privacy. It seems that with such a large family that privacy would be hard to find but it seemed to be important to this family.

Shawn yawned as they finally broke out of the trees into a clearing and he gasped.