Alice's POV
"Disneyland, Disneyland, Disneyland We're all going to Disneyland!" I bounced loudly out of bed and ran around the house yelling at the top of my voice.
"Ali, Ali, MARY ALICE CULLEN!" I froze and looked curiously at the voice which was emanating from behind the door. "Come here please"
Cautiously I crept up to the door, pushed it open slightly before shrieking and running away continuing my song. As I reached the door that led to Edward's room, I felt two arms pick me up securely. Turning me around, I came face to face with Jasper.
Grinning happily, I squealed. "Jazzy we're going to see Mickey!!" Laughing softly he ruffled my hair. I smiled my biggest Alice smile and latched onto him hugging him tightly. Jazzy was my Jazzy and no-one could replace him when I needed him, he always managed to calm me down, make me feel happy when I was sad and he knew how to get me to go to sleep when I gave mummy and daddy a hard time.
"I know Ali I know but right now you need to go back to sleep come on." A smile tugged on the corners of his lips. Patting my leg softly, he led me back to my room and placed me in bed tucking me in firmly.
"Now, try to get some sleep please!" I nodded obediently and snuggled down in the covers, hugging the teddy bear and sucking my thumb, dreaming of the different adventures I would have at Disneyland. A small giggle escaped my mouth as I attempted to control my bounces.
"Night my little TiggerBell" Jasper whispered softly as he turned the light off and shut my door leaving me to my dreams and schemes.
Carlisle's POV
I heard Jasper, put Alice back to bed and wished him a goodnight as he made his way to bed leaving Emmett, Esme and myself to our own devices.
"How long do you think it'll be before the runts wake up?" Emmett's voice spoke loudly across the room. Placing her book down to read, Esme playfully frowned at our eldest child.
"Emmett, they are not runts, they are your siblings!" Emmett rolled his eyes at the comment before allowing Esme to continue. Smiling softly to herself at some private joke she pretended to consider for a moment before advancing. "If we can get Alice and Rose to sleep the night and to wake Edward as little as possible, I reckon they'll be awake at about 5am if we're lucky.
A smile formed across my lips, as my eldest groaned and bade us a goodnight, heading cautiously across the landing. Picking up the latest medical journal, I allowed myself to absorb the new techniques being used.
All of a sudden an ear-splitting crash came from upstairs. Racing up the staircase, I was met with sleepy Jasper holding a screaming Alice - who had blood pouring down her face - and a worried Emmett collecting a sickly Edward.
"Dada, I fell out of bed" Alice's sob's came through thick with tears. Taking her into my arms and ordering Esme to take Edward and the others to go back to bed, I took her into my office, shushing her whimpers at being moved from her precious Jazz's arms.
Placing her on the couch, I quickly wet a washcloth and wiped away some of the blood from her face whilst her screams of protest, shock and pain continued.
"Ssh baby you're ok, you're ok. It's just a small cut that's all." Kissing her nose lightly, I got hold of my medical bag and opened it up gathering the required tools.
"Now daddy needs to clean it ok? It might sting for a little bit but it'll be ok" Her eyes watered from unshed tears but she nodded fiercely. My Alice was always such a fighter. Quickly I began to clean her cut shushing her cries as the anti-septic gave across its usual sting.
Placing the used wipes into the bag, I quickly retrieved a suture kit, keeping it well hidden from Alice and turned to face her. "Baby lay down for me" cautiously she obeyed and I pulled the small but powerful lamp and shined it onto her forehead before collecting the local anaesthetic.
Her eyes widened with fear when she saw the syringe and what it contained and quickly hid her face, flinching every time I got near. Placing it down I went and got her teddy bear and woke up Jasper.
"Sorry mate, I need you quickly." I stroked his shoulder softly.
Yawning he arose and smiled softly. "It's fine dad, I could hear her crying and guessed you wouldn't be far away." Sleepily he shuffled into my office and picked Alice into his arms, her cries almost dying down instantly.
Jasper's POV
"Ssh my little pixie, Ssh it's ok" I held the cowering child in my arms as dad gently stroked her hair out of her face. "Now can Daddy make your head all better, then you can come and join Jazzy for a cuddle hmm?" I continued hugging her as she looked up with her Bambi eyes and nodded, a slight smile coming to her lips.
Dad quietly picked up the syringe and gently numbed the edges of her cut. Tears spilled over her eyes again and she cowered into my side shaking. I kissed her head softly and stroked her back with my hand.
"Sweetie, I'm just going to make it all better, it won't hurt I promise" Dad spoke gently to her as he picked up the thread. Looking deeply into our eyes and trusting what she saw she nodded softly at dad and allowed him to stitch her up.
After a few minutes, dad announced he was finished and Alice became overjoyed at getting a Minnie mouse plaster on her forehead. Her brightness returned and she kissed dad giggling before bouncing into my arms and getting her hug she so rightfully deserved.
Esme's POV
I watched as Jasper led my little baby into her bedroom and placed her back in her bed and settling down beside her. Shifting a grumpy Edward in my arms I proceeded into my husband's office and watched admiring the view as his back was turned to me.
Hearing me enter, he finished tidying up and turned round to face me, smiling as he caught me looking at him. "Hey!" he smiled as he took a whiny Edward from my arms.
"Hey, sorry to bother you but your youngest son is intent on not going to bed, he won't stop whining and is running a fever." I smiled sweetly at the end as Edward let out another frustrated whimper.
Carlisle gently laid him on the couch before examining him and taking his temperature, something Edward wore a disgruntled look at. "Hmm his temps a little high, I'll give him some calpol and see if he settles on that." Picking him back into his arms, where Edward settled down immediately, Carlisle poured him some calpol placing it into the beaker before giving it to Edward. "Drink it all up for daddy, there's a good boy". Cautiously Edward took a sip before scrunching his nose up in disgust and spitting out the contents.
"Edward, drink your drink nicely please" I warned giving him a soft mother glare, as Rosalie liked to call it.
"It yucky" Edward replied determinedly, dropping his cup onto the floor for good measure.
"Edward" I began to warn, he looked back at me with wide green eyes, his mouth set into a determined line.
"No, I wont!" He crossed his arms in protest. Sighing loudly to myself, I picked up the beaker and gave it back to him.
"Don't make me force you young man. If you're going to be silly, then you won't get to meet Mickey and Peter Pan!" After having Edward live with us for just over 18 months, I had learnt how to deal with his terrible two tantrums.
Considering his options for a couple of minutes, Edward quickly drank his calpol and managed to keep it in his mouth, before setting it down on the desk and announcing proudly he was going to see Mickey.
Laughing at his antics, Carlisle picked a beginning to get drowsy Edward, gave him a kiss goodnight allowing me to do the same before taking him back into his cot and settling him in.
I headed into our own bedroom and settled down on the bed in my pajamas, relaxing as I felt the bed shift under Carlisle's weight before his arms wrapped around me securing me in his hold.
"Night angel" I kissed his jaw line before snuggling down further.
"Night my love" was the last thing I heard before settling down to sleep.
