Stephenie has it all. I just decided to play with her characters and add some of mine.

Pre-read by TeamAllTwilight.

Edward is 9 in this outtake. It's when Esme and Carlisle take him home to Port Angeles.

The past day had been full of surprises. When the nice lady came to our apartment with the cops, I thought I had done something bad. But it was my parents that did it, apparently.

My prayers had been listened. They weren't going to hurt me again.

It was sad to see my Mommy crying and looking sadly at me as they took her away.

The lady with hair that looked like caramels and a kind smile was sitting in the backseat of a nice car, hugging me. We were going to my new home. She had explained to me that she was my new mommy and that Doctor Cullen was my new daddy. I had two siblings.

I didn't want to meet anyone. Other kids were mean to me.

We had flown in a plane. It was huge and I could see the clouds out the little window.

"We're here, Edward," she said gently, stroking my hair.

I looked out the window and saw a big house that seemed to have walls made of glass.

"Carlisle, grab the bags, please," she said softly, stirring me to the house. She smelled nice, like lilac and chocolate, but that was maybe because we had shared a small chocolate earlier. I hadn't had chocolate in years. It was just as good as I remembered.

We went inside the house. There was a tall black woman that appeared from somewhere.

"Thank God! I'm really sorry, Esme, but I can't stay another minute."

"It's okay, Zafrina. Feel free to go. I'm here," my new mommy nodded. She took my hand, going to our left.

"This is the living room. You have so much space to run around, see?"

I nodded. Running in the house was forbidden. "Really? I'm allowed to run?"

"Of course, sweetie. Come on, let me show you the kitchen."

I looked around me. The place was huge. I was sure that my flat could fit in the living room and hallway.

"Here is the fridge. You are allowed to grab a snack whenever you are hungry. If you can't reach something or you don't know where it is, just seek me out. No climbing on anything, please."

I nodded. I knew that rule.

"Okay. Your daddy is a doctor, but he doesn't like it when his kids are his patients."

I nodded again.

She led me up the stairs. "Here is your daddy's home office. We don't usually disturb him unless someone is bleeding. Here is our bedroom. Do you want to go inside?"

"Okay," I mumbled, shuffling behind her.

The room was beautiful and it had a big bed. There was a big mirror on a wall and a huge dresser on the opposite wall. After she allowed me to look at it, we continued our tour.

"Here is Alice's room, and here is Emmett's. They should be around." As we approached another flight of stairs, I saw inside their rooms through the open doors. There was a total chaos in there. I was sure they were punished a lot.

Reaching the last floor, she led me to a door that was slightly ajar. "Here is going to be your room."

I peeked inside and saw it was empty. "Where will I sleep?" I asked, biting my lip.

She frowned and I realized it was a mistake.

I coiled back, looking down. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

She gasped, stifling a sob before crouching to me and hugging me tightly. "I'm not upset, child. I was thinking how I could be so careless. It was a rush decision to save you, Edward. We'll go shopping as soon as you meet your siblings."

I nodded, letting her hug me. It felt nice to be hugged.

"Do you want to help me find them?"

I nodded eagerly, smiling. When she rose, I didn't wait for her to offer me her hand, I just grabbed it. She grinned down at me, starting to the stairs.

We went outside and I saw them playing in the yard. The girl was wearing a pink dress and had pigtails, while the boy had knee length pants and his legs were dirty with mud.

"Emmett! What have you done?" my new mommy wailed, shaking her head.

His head shot up, a wide grin on his lips. "Mama!"

"Don't you 'mama' me, young man! Those pants were new!"

"Who's he?" the little girl asked, glaring at me.

"Oh, he is your new brother, Edward. So play nice."

"Hi," I mumbled.

"I'm Alice. Where are you from?"

"Chicago."

"Oh, it's so nice, isn't it? Is it just as windy as they say? You'll feel like home here. With all the rain."

I blinked at her enthusiastic speech. "Uhh, I guess." I shrugged.

Emmett came to me, punching my shoulder. "Yo, bro!"

"Emmett, don't hit him!" Mommy admonished him. "God knows, he's been hurt enough," she whispered just for me, bending to kiss my cheek. "We're going to buy stuff for his room. You better go clean up," she told Emmett.

He ran to the house. She sighed, following him. It was the first time since she had saved me that she left me alone. I peeked at Alice. She was watching me with a weird expression on her face. Then suddenly, she was hugging me.

"I'm going to have a normal brother!" she squealed in my ear.

"What's wrong with Emmett?"

"He's a brute! He doesn't like playing with me. Do you like tea parties?"

"Uhh, I dunno."

"You will," she said, grinning. "We're going to have fun, Edward."

*RA*

At the big store, I tried paying attention to what my new mommy was asking me, but there were so many new things there.

"What about this bed? Do you like it?" my new daddy asked, putting a hand on my shoulder, stirring me to a wooden bed.

"Yes." I nodded. The other beds were for kids. I didn't need a car or a boat to sleep in. I wanted a normal bed.

"What about sheets? Do you want some superhero on them or plain white?"

"My kids will never have plain white sheets, Carlisle, dear!" Mommy grabbed my hand, leading me to the bed sheets. "So? Which ones?"

I used to have a Spider Man toy and the cartoons were nice. So I chose that.

"Can I have one with Bambi? Pleaseee?" Alice whined, clutching to mommy's hand.

"Yes, Alice. But where will we put it?"

"There will be a place for it."

"Okay, honey."

The carpet I liked had cars on it and Emmett told me about the movie with the cars. I had no idea what he was talking about. Cars couldn't talk.

We kept walking through the lines and lines of house objects. Every now and then, mommy would exclaim something and ran in some direction. I either ran after her since I was clutching to her skirt or hid behind daddy. When we were done, we went home to put everything in my room.

The first was the cars carpet. I sat on it with daddy while he assembled the bed. He allowed me to hammer a few nails. It felt good. He was smiling a lot as we arranged the room. After a few hours, I only had to put my things in the closet. But I was really tired.

"Why don't you nap for an hour? I'll call you when dinner is ready."

"Yes. Thank you."

"But change out of those clothes. Until the adjoined bathroom can be used, feel free to use Emmett's. I'm sure he won't mind."

I nodded, and watched him leave. Grabbing my new Spider Man pajamas, I descended a flight of stairs and knocked on Emmett's door. He opened it quickly and grinned at me.

"Hey, bro!"

"Uhh, can I use your bathroom?"

"Course you can! Come on." He tugged me inside, showing me to his bathroom. "Do you want to shower?" He didn't wait for my answer, going to his tub, twisting some knobs before turning to me. "I'm on the other side of the door if you need anything."

"I didn't bring a towel. Or soap."

"Use my soap and shampoo. Towels…I'll have Mama bring you." He rushed out of the room.

Getting undressed, I stepped into the tub that was filling rapidly with warm water. I twisted the knobs shut and just lay there. I had no idea what to think of my new brother. He was loud. And he liked to push me. I was used to that, though. Mommy had made me promise I didn't tell anyone about my past. I wasn't going to. I hated pity. What I hoped, was that everything was going to be alright from now on.

In September, I was starting school with my siblings. It was nice to know someone, they were my age, at least.

The door opened, making me jump. "Your towels," Emmett announced me. "Try not to put water on the tiles." He grinned before retracting.

I looked at the water I had splashed on the tile and made sure to clean it when I was done. After washing thoroughly, I stepped out of the tub, pulling the drain. I stepped on the water that I had splashed and slipped.

What felt like a second later, I felt strong arms around me, raising me up, asking if I was okay. It was daddy. And I was wrapped in a fluffy towel.

"Yes, I'm okay." I nodded.

"Are you sure? Does anything hurt?" He tried to open the towel and look at me. I kept it tightly around my body. "Edward, I have to see if you are hurt," he said softly.

I looked away, loosening my grip on the towel. He gasped when he saw the bruises.

"Damn it!" he hissed. "Emmett, tell your mother to bring me the gel for bruises!" he shouted toward Emmett's room.

"I'm okay," I insisted.

"I don't think so, kid. Let's dry you and put the pajamas on then I'll see what I can do. What did they do to you?"

I didn't answer, just letting him dry me off and help me in my pajamas. I knew I had a new bruise on my elbow for just falling and probably on my ass, but there were the old ones on my ribs and thighs. He shouldn't have seen them.

*RA*

A week later, I found myself in Alice's pink room. We were alone with Miss Zafrina, the babysitter. She was cooking.

I was having a tea party with Alice. Honestly, I hated it. She had made me wear a blue dress, but I couldn't tell her no. The stern look she had given me…was a little scary. When Emmett saw me, he had a good laugh, but I told him that it was nice to play with Alice. And it was because she was nice with me, unlike him. The other night when I hadn't given him the remote control on time, he shoved me out of his way, making me hit my head on the table. It had earned him a scolding from mommy. She had stayed with me for the rest of the night, promising me that he hadn't meant to hurt me.

I was trying to hold the small teacup like Alice, but I didn't possess her grace. The pinky in the air was a stupid idea. Why should I do that?

Just as I was about to voice that, the door opened and mommy came inside. She looked surprised at me then at Alice, her hands going to her hips.

"Alice Cullen! Why would you do such a thing to your brother?"

"He agreed to join me to a tea party."

"Why is he wearing a dress? Wouldn't it be better if he was the gentleman that visited you?" Mommy was smart, making Alice understand why I shouldn't wear a dress.

Alice pouted. "But blue looks good on him."

"Alice, honey. Edward is a boy. He doesn't wear dresses. Do you see your father wearing dresses?"

She thought about it then looked at me. "Don't you like it?"

I looked at the dress I was wearing and scowled. Should I go with the truth? Would I get in trouble? I really hated it.

"Sometimes, you have to go with the truth, sweetie. Even though you hurt her feelings," Mommy told me, smiling kindly. "That makes her realize it was very wrong what she did."

"I hate it," I said loudly.

Alice gasped and big tears started rolling down her cheeks. I felt bad instantly.

"I like it," I blurted out. "Don't cry."

She got up and stormed out of the room, sobbing. I looked in my lap, feeling my own tears sliding down my cheeks. Mommy brushed her hand through my hair, bringing my head to her stomach, hugging me awkwardly.

"Hush, baby. She'll be okay. I promise you. Let's get you out of the dress."

I was happy to wear my clothes, but I couldn't help but worry about my sister.

When I saw her next time, at lunch, I apologized and kissed her cheek as I saw mommy do many times. Alice beamed at me and hugged, apologizing for torturing me. She had no idea what torture was. I'd wear a dress again if it was to choose between that and an hour with my parents. I even started thinking of them as ex-parents. Mommy and Daddy had talked with me and they promised me they would never do that to me.

That day, Daddy asked what extra curricular activities we wanted to take. I had never taken such a thing because I wasn't allowed out the house after school hours. I had to choose from a variety of things. My eyes fell on the word piano. I pointed to that, seeing the price of the lessons. I was aware it was very expensive.

"Are you sure, Edward? Don't you want to join your brother for basketball?" Daddy asked, shocked.

I shook my head. I always got hurt in P.E., I didn't want that. "I want piano."

"Okay." They turned to Alice, never bringing the subject up again.

I hope I did it justice again. I'm really glad I could portray exactly what I was feeling when I wrote last outtake.

Review and let me know what you think of this one.