I know, I missed a few updates, I'm sorry I had a few things on. Tonight is my last night as a free student, as I return to school tomorrow, so I will be returning to trying to do one update a day. Thank you all for the support, review your thoughts :)

-A xx

Carlisle

I got back home from work around 4 in the afternoon. Esme was standing on the porch awaiting my arrival. I walked up to her and planted a kiss on her lips.

"Carlisle?"

"Yes?"

"What are your plans for tonight?"

"I didn't really have any…why?"

"Well, the girls are almost forcing me to go to the movies with them, so I said I would ask you first."

I smiled, "You don't need my permission to go to the movies, love."

"Violetta and Mason are going to stay home. The guys are going hunting up towards Canada, and they already left. Edward said he asked you."

"He did." I nodded, "I declined."

"Well, Jacob, Seth and Leah are busy tonight, and Ness is going to the movies, and Violetta and Mason said they're going to stay home."

I stared at her for a second.

"So I was making sure you would be home…" She got to the point.

"Ah, okay." I nodded.

The other girls walked out then, "Ready Esme?" Alice asked.

I smiled as she stared at me, waiting for me to say something. I kissed her, "Go. Have fun."

"Would you like to come with us?" Bella offered.

"No, thank you anyway."

I watched as they walked into the trees. Running there, I presumed. I walked inside where Violetta and Mason were kissing in the living room. Neither of them seemed to register my entry to the room, so I cleared my throat awkwardly. Violetta pulled away from him. "Oh, dad…"

Mason shifted his position slightly, feeling uncomfortable.

"Teenagers…" I said quietly to myself before leaving the room. I walked upstairs and had a quick shower before returning downstairs.

"Should I announce myself before entering a room?" I asked as I descended the staircase.

"No." I knew Violetta was rolling her eyes.

Mason wasn't sitting with her when I walked in, "Where'd he go? Did I scare him away?"

"You're not even scary…" She laughed, "He had to go to the reservation too, he just went later than the others."

"Doesn't this just present the best time for us to talk?" I asked.

She groaned, "Do we have to?"

"It's been a few days. You haven't said a word to anyone about it."

"You don't know that."

"I asked."

"I talked to Mason."

"No you didn't. I asked Mason. You keep avoiding the topic with him."

She didn't reply to that, so I sat down beside her. "You need to speak about it sometime."

"That time is not now." She said, looking up at me.

"Okay." I smiled, "What do you want to do tonight?"

"I don't know."

"Are you feeling okay? You look paler than normal."

"I'm a vampire…"

"Than normal." I repeated.

"I'm fine."

"Violetta?"

"I'm just feeling a little unwell. It doesn't matter."

"What's wrong?"

She didn't reply.

"Violetta, come on. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I've just been really tired and felt nauseous and I've had an ongoing headache for a few days. I've felt a little dizzy, too."

"…Since when?"

"I don't know, it's been a few days I think."

"Violetta, on the night you had that party, did you use protection?"

She stared at me for a second before turning her head and looking towards the ground. I stayed silent as she thought about it. "I-I don't remember, I drank too much."

"Text Mason please?"

She nodded and picked her phone up. She called him instead and left the room as she spoke. She returned within a few minutes. She stared at the ground with a very anxious face.

"Letty?"

"Apparently I told him not to worry about it…" She whispered.

"Hmm, drunk you isn't very smart."

She glared at me, "Stop. You're meant to help me not make fun of me!"

"Okay, well, you might be pregnant, and you might not be. Would you like me to run some tests?" I asked.

"No." She shook her head. She walked over to Esme's bag on the table and took her purse out.

"What are you doing? Why doesn't Esme have her bag with her?"

"Esme carried her phone and Rosalie insisted on paying for her. I'm taking some money, which I will pay back, and I am going to the store to get a pregnancy test." She said as he put the purse back and walked towards the front door.

"Wait, do you want me to go?"

"That'll look great for you and Esme. It'll look like you're trying to have another child."

"And my 15 year old "sister" getting one wouldn't look bad?"

"Not for you, only for me, and I could care less what this town thinks of me. You have a reputation to hold. You're a doctor, you wouldn't let Esme take a pregnancy test, you'd just run some yourself."

"You don't know which one is most accurate." I said as I followed her out the door.

"Neither do you. I'll ask someone or just read the boxes."

"Straight there and straight back, okay?"

"Oh, trust me. I'll be back in a flash."

"Control your speed in public!" I called after her.

She disappeared down the driveway and I walked back inside to my ringing phone. "Doctor Cullen speaking."

"Doctor Cullen, it's Lorry. There was a car accident and the hospital is full. We've run out of doctors and we still have a few patients that need attending to. Are you able to come in?"

"Sure, Lorry. I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Thank you so much." She hung up.

I dialled Violetta's number.

"Yes dad?"

"I've been called to the hospital…"

"Great, you won't be standing at the door while I take the test."

"Just, please promise me you won't do anything irrational when you get back, and text we when you have results?"

"Sure, dad. I promise."

"Thank you."

"Hey, what's— never mind."

"What?"

"Never mind, I know what it is."

"Okay, I'll be home as soon as I can."

"Don't rush and end up killing someone."

I snickered and hung up. I ran upstairs and got changed before getting in the car and speeding off to the hospital.

I finished up at the hospital within an hour and a half. I let someone else do the paperwork and went straight home. I walked into the living room where Violetta sat staring at 2 pregnancy test sticks.

"You didn't text me."

"I'm so confused."

"2 lines means pregnant, 1 line means not pregnant."

"I got 3."

"What?" I walked over and sat beside her. One test had 2 lines, and the other had 1. "Okay, well I'll have to run a test then…"

"How often do false positives come up?"

"Rarely."

"So chances are, I am."

I didn't reply for a few seconds, "Not necessarily. You're not human, remember. This might not work properly on you."

"I don't think I am."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because I have been before, and it was completely different."

"You have been pregnant before!?"

"Calm down. I was raped, remember? Quite a few times. I've been pregnant twice before, and both times I had an abortion. Neither times had I felt like this."

I stared at her for a few seconds, "Please let me run a test?"

She rolled her eyes, "What kind of test?"

"Blood."

She nodded, "Okay."

"Follow me." I stood up and headed to my study.

She followed just behind me.

"Sit." I said as I walked past the table and chairs. She sat down and texted Mason.

It was dark outside now, and I drew blood from a vein in her wrist. She flinched away from the needle at first, but I talked to her about something else to distract her. It was common for children to be afraid of needles.

"I can take this down the hospital now and pull a few strings to get the results as soon as possible." I said.

She nodded and walked back down the staircase with me. I went to the front door, and she lay back down in the living room.

"Oh, what do you want for dinner? I can pick something up if you want."

"I'm honestly not hungry."

I hesitated, but decided she had been very cooperative today, and I didn't want to push it. "Okay, I'll be back soon."

I locked the front door behind me and ran to my car.

When I got back home, not even a half hour later, she was sound asleep on the couch.

I lifted her up gently and took her upstairs. Once I laid her on her bed and pulled her covers over her, I brushed her hair from her face and kissed her forehead.

I walked back downstairs to await Esme's return. They would be back very soon, but I wasn't sure how she would take the news. Maybe I should wait until I got results to tell her. If it was positive, tell her. If it was negative, she wouldn't need to know. I didn't want to break her heart by telling her that my 15 year old hybrid daughter was pregnant, but she never would be. I had already broken her heart once, and mine, when I said no to adopt a human baby. It was too risky in a family like ours.