Set when Edward was 8 years old. Carlisle has dated since adopting Edward, but he's never introduced them to his son. Now he finally is. Edward is excited until his friend convinces him otherwise. How will this go?

These one shots will now be written in first person, as I said in the last one.

Carlisle's P.O.V

"Bub, can we talk?" I ask my son. He looks up from his Legos.

"Sure Daddy." I sit on the couch and he hops up next to me. "So lately, I've been seeing a new friend," I explain.

"Like Miss Esme?"

"A little different. We've been going on dates."

Edward wrinkles his nose. "Do you kiss?"

I laugh. "Yeah buddy, we do."

"Ewwww! Daddy you have cooties now!"

"No, I don't Edward," I say with a grin. He's so sweet and innocent. "Her name is Jane and she's coming over tonight to have dinner with us."

"Okay."

Okay? I've been nervous to bring it up. I know it's hard for kids to meet their parents' new boyfriend or girlfriend, I read a lot about it. I wouldn't be bringing Jane by unless I thought she was special. The only thing that seems to phase Edward is the kissing.

"Alright then, she'll come over at six. You'll be home from Brady's by then."

"Do you have to fix people today, Daddy?" Edward asks.

"I do."

"And are you going to make them all better?"

"I'm gonna try."

"Good."

Edward's P.O.V

I sit with Brady outside, playing with army guys.

"Bam, bam! You're dead!" Brady yells.

"No! You are!" I shout back.

"This is boring," Brady drops his army guy. "Wanna go play video games?"

"Sure." We get up and go back into the house. "My Daddy's bringing a friend over tonight."

"Miss Esme?"

"No, Jane. He says they've been dating."

Brady sighs. "Oh no."

"What?"

"When daddies date, they stop paying attention to you."

"That's not true," I tell him.

"Uh huh, he says as he picks up a game. "When my mommy and daddy got a divorce and Daddy started dating Chloe, he stopped paying any attention to me."

I bite down on my lip. "Daddy says I'm his buddy."

"You will be, until Jane steals him from you."

"I don't want her to steal my daddy!"

"Then you have to scare her off."

Carlisle's P.O.V

I pick Edward up from Brady's and can instantly sense that something is off. He's being oddly quiet and won't tell me much about his playdate. As soon as we get home, he heads upstairs. I follow and go into his room.

"Hey bub, you okay?" I ask. He nods. "You're being quiet."

"So?"

"Normally you're a little chatter box. Did you and Brady fight?"

"No."

"Are you sick?"

"No."

"Mad at me?"

"No."

"Then what?"

"I'm fine, Daddy."

"You'd tell me if you weren't?"

"Of course."

I sigh, deciding not to push. "Okay. I'm making fettuccini alfredo for dinner."

"'Kay."

"I love you, bub."

"Love you too."

I kiss his head and go downstairs. Halfway through making dinner, the doorbell rings. I wipe my hands on a rag and walk to the door. I smile when I open it and see Jane on the other side.

"Jane." I kiss her cheek.

"Hey babe." She walks in and takes off her coat. Jane is a little younger me, by about five years or so. We met at the gift shop in the hospital. She was visiting her friend who had just had a baby, I was buying a deck of cards to replace the ones Edward had lost on our last fishing trip. Something just connected between us, we've been dating for the past two months. Not to mention, she's beautiful. From her blonde hair to her blue eyes, though she does like to hide the pretty face behind tons of makeup. She looks around the house. "Wow, you can tell a kid lives here."

I take a moment to glance around. I cleaned earlier, but there are still toys present, pictures of Edward and myself on the walls, along with his artwork. "Well yeah, because he does."

"Where is he?"

"In his room. I'll go get him."

Edward's P.O.V

Daddy walks into my room smiling.

"Hey Pumpkin. Jane's here." I just nod and follow him down. She's pretty, I guess. She's wearing a lot more makeup then my auntie does. "Jane, this is my son, Edward. Edward, baby, this is Jane."

She smiles, but not a big one. "Hi, Edward."

"Hi," I mumble.

"Your daddy talks a lot about you."

"Whatever."

"Edward," Daddy says. He doesn't sound happy. I remember what Brady said about scaring her off. I know one thing my auntie likes to hear is that she's really pretty.

"Daddy said you were pretty. I don't think you are."

"Edward Anthony." He definitely does not sound happy now. "Apologize." I don't. "Edward."

"Sorry," I mutter.

"It's fine," Jane replies but her voice changes. "Is dinner almost ready?"

"Yes, let me check on it. Edward, be my nice boy," Daddy says, giving me one of his Looks before leaving the room. It's quiet for a moment. Jane looks around the room and over at a picture of Daddy and me from over the summer.

"I don't like you," I tell her.

"Excuse me?"

"You're mean. You're taking my daddy."

"Look kid, I didn't do anything."

"I think you should leave."

"Okay, I'm getting your dad…" No! She can't get daddy! He'll just have me be nice to her again. I grab her arm and bite it, which causes her to scream. Daddy runs back in.

"What happened?"

"He bit me!" Jane screeches.

Carlisle's P.O.V

What the hell is going on with my son? Usually Edward is so sweet, especially around girls. He's always hugging my sister and is giving Esme kisses whenever he sees her, he's like a little flirt. I realize he's probably threatened by her and he shouldn't be, but that doesn't excuse how he's acting.

"Edward Anthony Cullen, you march right upstairs and stand in the corner."

"No." He stares at me stubbornly, crossing his arms.

"Edward, now."

"I don't want a timeout."

"Well then you should've been nicer like I asked you to be," I tell him, trying to keep my voice level. I try not to lose my temper with Edward but at the same time, when he gets in trouble, he gets very stubborn. "Now, go."

"No!" He screams, stamping his foot.

I grab him and pick him up, carrying him upstairs. He screams again and hits my back. "Daddy! Stop! Put me down!"

"Edward, stop hitting me or you'll be in more trouble," I stop in his room and put him down in the corner. "Stay there for eight minutes. Then I'll come back up and we'll talk about what you did." I hate punishing him and I rarely have to put him in timeout. Heck, I probably haven't in a few years. I just don't know what else to do right now, he obviously shouldn't be around Jane right now. He doesn't say another word, he just stares at the corner of the wall with his arms crossed. I leave the room and return downstairs.

"Jane, I am so sorry," I tell her.

"Look Carlisle, maybe tonight wasn't a good idea…"

"He's still adjusting to this and it's hard for him. He's never met anyone that I've dated before, he doesn't have many females in his life…"

"Doesn't excuse it," she says as she briskly cuts me off.

I raise an eyebrow. "It doesn't," I reply slowly. "You're right on that. But don't worry, I'm going to have a talk with him and when you see him again, he'll be better behaved."

"Carlisle, when I found out you had a kid, I was hesitant to go out with you. I gave it a shot, because you seemed like a good guy. This confirmed why I don't want kids and why I don't date guys with them. Most children are little brats."

I feel my muscles tighten and my blood boil. Edward is no angel, but he's the furthest thing from a brat. Sure, his actions weren't the greatest but, still. Who is she to talk about my baby like that? "My son," I tell her sharply. "Is not a brat. He's n eight year old who's daddy has a new girlfriend, it's a scary concept."

"Defend him all you want. I can't do this."

"Then leave."

"You're ending it with me?'

"Yes. No one insults my baby and gets to stick around."

She rolls her eyes. "Fine by me." With that, she grabs her coat and is gone. I run a hand through my hair. I should've known this was a bad idea. No, Edward shouldn't have acted that way but at the same time, something tells me that Jane wasn't going to get along with him, even if he had been good. I should've waited longer. At least I know now.

I go upstairs and into my son's room. He's still standing in the corner, but his arms have dropped, his stubborn face gone, he has tears running down his face. Oh my baby. "Edward," I say as I sit down on his bed. "Come here." He sniffles and walks over slowly before hopping up next to me. "Buddy, you know we don't use violence."

"I don't want to lose you."

"Baby, you're not going to lose me," I tell him.

"Brady says that when daddies get new girlfriends, they stop paying attention to their kids."

I sigh, cursing myself for not thinking about this. I know all about Brady's parents. His mother was complaining the other day that since getting a new girlfriend that he hadn't taken Brady for visits or paid child support. I was stupid for planning a playdate with him the same day as today. I pull him onto my lap. "Baby, I'm not Brady's daddy. Just because I date, doesn't mean I'll stop giving you attention. You're my buddy."

He sniffles. "I don't want a new mommy."

"Baby, you remember how I told you that you were so lucky because you had two daddies, one in Heaven and one on Earth?" He nods. 'Well if Daddy met someone and we got married, you would be even luckier, because you'd have two mommies and two daddies that love them more than anything. What other kid can say that?"

He shrugs. "I'm sorry, Daddy."

"It's okay baby, you were scared. But know this, you are my baby boy. Remember our story? I chose you and you chose me, we're two very special people and I'm never going to stop wanting you. I love you so, so much."

"I love you too." He throws his arms around my neck. I grin and hug him tight as he buries his head into me. "I'll go apologize to Jane."

I bite my lip. "Jane went home."

He pulls off of me and looks at me with his adorable chocolate eyes. "Because of me?"

"No buddy, she wasn't very nice. Daddy sent her home."

"For a time out."

I laugh. "Sort of. But unlike yours, hers is permanent."

"What does that mean?"

"It means forever."

"Okay." He puts his head back on my chest. "If you want to date another girl, that's okay."

"Thank you, bub."

"Are you going to date Miss Esme?"

"No bub, Miss Esme and I are best friends. Like you and Brady."

"Okay. Can we still eat? I'm hungry."

I nod. "Dinner's just about ready anyways. You can help me put on the finishing touches." He grins and I stand up, taking his hand and walking with him downstairs. We go into the kitchen and I put him up on the counter, having him stir the sauce.

"I am so hungry," he says again.

"How hungry are you?" I ask him, a twinkle in my eye as I pour the sauce into pot with the pasta and stir it around.

"I could eat a horse."

"Really?" I ask, taking him into my arms. "I could eat a gorilla."

"Daddy!" He exclaims with a giggle. "You're so silly!"

So I actually started writing this before pyschovamp left her idea. I do promise to put more Esme in it, I do plan on her and Carlisle ending up together in the future. Thank you to pyschovamp for always reviewing and I hope more will join her soon. I plan to switch to back when Edward is a teen for the next one. I wanted to do this flashback to show what Carlisle referenced in the first one shot. I will mainly keep the age of Edward, 13+ in them. As of now, I still plan on keeping him a teen but there will be ones as he goes off to college and into to the big bad world, one of Carlisle's worst fears.