Chapter 32

Emotions had cooled off over the last couple of weeks. Things had more or less gotten back to normal. It was 4:00 on a cloudy, yet nice, Saturday in February. Esme's party plans with the tribe and Bella's father would be under way in a few hours.

Alice fluttered around the house, putting some final touches to the decorations. Renesme was close behind, helping her aunt clean up the last little bits of clutter. She grabbed Emmett's sneakers from the area by the front door.

"Thanks kiddo," Emmett called her.

Renesme smiled and followed Alice upstairs to put them in his room.

"What are we going to tell Charlie and Sue?" Edward asked, looking at Masen who was being entertained by Rosalie.

Carlisle and Esme looked at each other, unsure of the answer.

"I mean, he looks way too much like you Carlisle," Edward told him.

"We should let Charlie in on everything," Emmett said, "He's the only one who doesn't know."

"It's too dangerous," Jasper disagreed.

"He already knows about Jacob being a wolf," Emmett said, "He knows something is weird about all of us."

"We're not weird," Rosalie said, "We're..."

"Different," Jasper smiled.

"I think it's dangerous," Carlisle agreed.

Alice and Renesme joined them downstairs, "We really should decide what we're going to tell them," Alice said, "Bella, what do you think?"

She looked nervously around the room, "I don't know. I mean, maybe we can just let him come to his own conclusions. He hasn't asked anything specific about Renesme."

Esme nodded, "I think we can go with that. I trust Charlie, and if he actually asked, we could explain without going into detail about, you know, what we are."

"He already knows there is something out of the ordinary about all of us," Edward said, piggybacking onto what Emmett had said before, "Masen could be six feet tall in six months for all we know. It'll be hard to hide everything then."

"We should just wing it," Bella said. Her voice wasn't as carefree as her statement.

Carlisle didn't like being so cavalier with plans like some of his family members, though didn't see this as an extremely stressful issue compared to what they just went through. "I'm going to pick up the pizzas," he told them, "Should I get anything on the way?"

"Maybe just some bottles of soda," Esme told him, heading to the kitchen to continue fixing some appetizer dishes.

"I'll come with you," Emmett said, "I'm getting a stir crazy with the girls whipping around the house."

Carlisle smiled, "Rosalie, is he going to be okay with you while Esme's cooking?"

Masen threw a soft baseball in her direction that hit her in the shoulder. Rosalie laughed.

"Mase!" Carlisle called out with a laugh, "Don't throw that at Rose."

"Sorry," Masen said in his baby voice, still not able to pronounce the word fully. He gave a mischevious little laugh.

"We'll be fine," Rosalie said, also laughing, "Emmett's been teaching him these things."

Esme gave Emmett one of her motherly looks. He smiled and tried to defend himself, but she put up a hand, "I don't want to hear it. Go get the pizzas." Her smile gave away that she wasn't at all mad.

Carlisle smiled as he and Emmett made their way out the door.

"Hey Esme," Rosalie said, "Would you ever want to try to have another baby?"

She stopped what she was doing and looked at Rosalie, "I don't know. I would like to if it were possible. I'm not sure if this was a one time thing, or if would be as easy as waiting for the eclipse to happen again. But sure, I guess."

Rosalie looked at Masen, who was mimmicking something on the television, "I want to try," she admitted, "I'd love to have a little Emmett running around here. Or a little Renesme," she looked deep in thought, "Do you think it's possible? I mean in your heart, do you think it can happen again?"

Esme knew Rosalie wanted this more than anything, or anyone else. It was the only piece of her life that was missing, and Esme knew that if she wanted to attempt it when the time was right, that she would be the one to wish for her daughter, "Yes I do. I think it's worth a shot, anyway. It's obviously a realistic possibility, now."

Rosalie flashed a subtle smile, but her eyes smiled wider with gleams of hope swimming through them.

"I wouldn't get too upset if it didn't happen on the first attempt," Esme went on, "But when the next lunar eclipse comes around, I wouldn't hesitate to wish it for you. You would make a great, great mother Rosalie."

"Well, I have you to follow," she told Esme, "You're the perfect mom." She looked at Masen again, "He's so precious."

Esme joined Rosalie in the living room and gave her a big hug, "We have a long time to experiment with this, but I will wish for you to have a baby of your own."

Rosalie smiled and hugged Esme tightly, "Thank you." She felt a wave of emotions run through her, but shook them off and faced Esme, "Let me help you out in the kitchen. After all, how many times do we get a chance to cook together?"

Alice and Rosalie joined Masen. The joyous noises of the two childen gave Rosalie a warm feeling, and she felt it in her heart that one day, even if twenty years from now, she would finally get to know what it felt like to be a mother.