Disclaimer: Guess what?!... I still dont own twilight and never will, as mentioned in earlier stories Stephenie Meyer does and I will say now I apologize for a spelling I just finished and waited to get this out right away.

*MILF*

Esme POV

I watched the mesmerizing teen pad across the carpet untill she reached the mantle of the fireplace and quietly grab one of the many photos decorating the marble surface, she ran a slender finger down the glass a she examined something.

I smiled slightly silently encouraging Bella to ask me whatever she wanted when she glanced back at me though I couldn't help but regret it when the teen turned towards me with an eyebrow raised above a mischievous smirk before she revealed the photo she had grabbed making me blush slightly as I realized it was the honeymoon photo of me and Carlisle seven years ago, I barely manged to glance at the near forgotten photo of me in a two piece.

I quickly looked away from the teen and the forgotten photo barley managing to avoid fainting as I turned even redder, the teen chuckled before she gently placed the photo down and grabbed another one before walking towards me and sitting against me on the sofa.

I shivered when the sofa sank besides me ignoring the strange warm pulse that echoed through my body when the teen sat next to me, I pushed the feeling away marking it down as her cold skin that had made me tingle.

I could see the teen stretch the photo towards me from the corner of my eye and forced myself to raise my head and look at the photo, I softly grabbed the photo from her hand and couldn't fight the smile that found its way to my face when i look at the photo she choose.

The photo was full as strange as that sounded to describe a photo it was true, that was only way one could describe the picture. "This was last mothers day" I spoke softly as I looked at the photo slowly.

I was sitting in the armchair besides us with a large smile as my children surrounded me, Emmett sat in my lap a smile bigger than mines brightening his adorable six-year-old cake smeared face, Rosalie leaned against the wall behind me a scowl marring her beautiful face as Alice smiled crookedly at the camera with Jasper's arm wrapped around her while he smiled shyly at the camera, I couldn't help but laugh as I spied Edward at the very edge of the photo with a typical sullen look upon his face, I quickly pointed out the people in the picture.

I focused on the gap besides me in the chair and was reminded of how I had cried not even ten minutes before the photo was taken when Carlise had called and explained "How he couldn't make it, the office needed him and of course I would understand".

I gripped the photo tightly trying my best to fight away the tears as I felt them rush to the surface nearly losing the battle before a cold hand closed around my wrist, I looked towards Bella blushing as I remembered she was their, she smiled slightly as she asked "where did you go just than?" as she let her arm fall to her side.

I relaxed my grip on the photo and absentmindly let my thumb rub the corner of the photo as I said "mothers day" hoping to drop the subject, the teen grinned showing off an adorable set of dimples that involuntarily made me smile back as she gently tugged the photo from my hands.

She softly padded back to the fireplace and carefully placed the photo back on the mantle as she whispered "You have a large family", I had to strain to hear her but barely caught them as I felt the smile slowly melt off my face when she said it with... Sorrow?.

I stood up slowly approaching the teen in front of me as if she were a wounded animal, I moved next to her silently as I spoke gently "Yes. My passion when I was your age was children". I felt my heart clench when the teen besides me snorted " My age huh? how much older are you? you look as if you could pass for my girlfriend rather than a foster mother".

My body was engulfed in strange flames at the statement, I swallowed dryly before speaking "Your gay?" I could feel the air around us strain as she tensed up her powerful back and arms stiffing as she spoke in cold voice "Is that a problem?".

The warm feeling flowing through my body vanished at the tone of her voice instantly making me desperate for the calming baritone of her usual voice, I quickly spoke to reassure the teen "Of course not!" My daughter is bisexual".

"And what about you?" my mind whispered as I felt my heart flutter when the teen smiled a dimple filled smile my way making me nearly melt. I shook my head slightly as I pulled away from the teen who was making me feel feelings i hadn't felt since high school.

I could see a flash of hurt rush across her face as I stood up and stepped towards the stairs ultimately putting more distant between us, I ignored the cringe in my heart at the look and asked "Would you like to see your room?".

The teen spaced out staring at me intently enough to make me uncomfortable before she nodded and quickly picked up the bags at her feet, I bite my tongue against the urge to offer to help knowing well enough she would never allow me to.

I turned out the doorway adjourning the living room and walked down the hall practically plastered with photos untill we reached the end where three doors marked it. I paused thinking it would be best to put her between Emmett and Alice instead of Edward and Rosalie who might not be as welcoming to the "Intruder" as they called Bella when Carlisle first brought up his new patient at the hospital.

I jumped scared out my thought when Bella spoke "I'm guessing that the yellow door is Alice's room and the hulk covered door is Emmet's" I couldn't help but grin as I said " What makes you think hulk isn't Jasper's favorite character and yellow isn't Rosalie favorite color?".

The teen smiled rasing an eyebrow as she spoke "Than Jasper has some real problems and the blonde isn't as vicious as she looks" I couldn't help but laugh at her assignments though quickly corrected her " Jasper is more interested in the civil war while Rosalie is in love with anything to do with cars."

I pushed open the door between the two rooms and revealed a rather bland guest room with a queen sized bed and large dresser beside a door leading to a modest bathroom. I moved aside slightly letting the teen step into the room as she turned her head looking around the room. "I'm sorry it's rather bare".

The teen was silent for a moment, her face unreadable as she glanced at the bare walls as she mumbled "it's perfect" I raised an eyebrow glancing into the same room to see if she saw the same thing I saw before she continued "I've never had my own room before".

I swallowed not knowing what to say to comfort the teen or even myself at the though of this fantastic human being without a family to care for her. I moved to hug the tense teen before she stiffed up even more and asked tonelessly "may I have some time to unpack".

I retreated instantly wondering what I did to revert the teen back to defensive stance. I swallowed quickly backing out from the room as I spoke "Of course dear I'll come get you when the family is here".

The teen nodded not speaking once as she thumbed something in her pocket. I closed the door to give the teen her privacy before I recently walked away forcing myself to give the teen time to recuperate knowing fully well that I pushed the teen she would just withdraw further.

I hope to god that Rosalie and Edward do not blow this out of proportion I prayed silently as I walked into the kitchen to begin dinner.

Authors note: a few things actually this time, 1. im a sorry for the wait I realize some of you want to kick my ass and fully agree with you but just so you know I run very fast, 2. I was thinking should i turn this into a futa/GP story? I would appreciate if you would review or pm your answers to me. 3. what did you think of this chapter I know it wasnt quite love filled yet either but im trying to introduce you to this bella's world and i know some of her actions or moods may not make sense quite yet but all will be revealed. heh that last sentence was weird. -Forest Valentine