The Little Things In Life
Edward finds out that he has a great-great-great-great-great-great niece. He tells Bella, who wants Edward to adopt her. Will Edward adopt her? Or will he choose not to?
2. Meeting in the Meadow
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The Little Things In Life
Meeting In The Meadow
I slid into my car, pulling out my phone as I did it. I closed the door before dialing Bella's number. The phone rang a few times before she picked up.
“Mrs. Cullen.” I replied, smiling when I heard my loves voice.
“Is there anything I can do for you?” she asked in an innocent tone. I grinned, almost being able to picture her face. Her one eyebrow would be raised and she would have this mischievous smile playing on her lips.
“Yes there is something you can do for me.” I answered. “Meet me at the meadow.”
“Ooh! What's the occasion?” she asked, making her voice sound flirtatious. When she used that voice I wanted to hold her in my arms and never let go, let the world know she was mine, body and soul, as I was hers.
“There is no occasion, but if I remember correctly, we still have some talking to do.” I reminded her in a business like tone.
“That we do Mr. Cullen. But you'll have to give me a little extra time, I just picked up Emmett and Rose from the airport. You wouldn't believe how long the line to get out was, it was unbelievable. Ugh, I'll have to tell you all about it when I get there. But I won't be for another ten/fifteen minutes. We're about five minutes away from the house right now.”
“Oh that's right, I forgot you had to pick up the newlyweds.” I replied, a smile forming on my lips. “Tell them I hope they had fun . . . and were safe.” I could hear Bella pass on the message, laughing slightly. She was the only one who got the full meaning of it. Although I already knew of course that vampires can't reproduce.
“They said thanks.” she told me. “I got to go. I'll be there soon, like ten minutes.” I let out a fake sigh.
“I guess I can't wait ten minutes. After all, I did wait ninety years just to meet you.”
“And you have no idea how thankful I am that you did. From what you tell me, I was a klutz! I can't believe I was that clumsy! I mean really who falls down stairs and out a window?” I rolled my eyes, trying to refrain from laughing.
“Bella, you never fell down the stairs. Anyway, I'll let you go now. If I want to meet you, I'd better start driving.” I told her.
“Okay. See you then.” she replied before hanging up. I flipped my phone shut, placing it in my front pocket where it normally stayed. I put the key in the ignition and turned it, earning a humming roar from the engine. I reversed out of the parking space violently, my tires squealing on the black top.
I drove slower than normal. I was only going ninety, which was already to slow for my liking. Every inch I got closer to the meadow, it seemed to be getting a mile away. To take my mind off the drive, I popped in a CD Bella made for herself. Some how it got left in my car . . . again. “It's The Fear” by Within Temptation was what came on first. I didn't particularly like the lyrics as much as I did the beat. I subconsciously nodded my head to the beat, stopping when I reached the beginning of our path. I pulled to the side so Bella would have room to pull in with her car. I turned the car off before taking my phone out and checking the time. It would only be a few minutes before Bella got here. I didn't bother opening the door, but slid easily out the window.
The clouds were thin, gray, and dreary looking. I leaned against the side of my car, folding my arms across my chest and my right leg in front of the other. I breathed in deeply. I could smell the damp grass from when It rained last night, and the clean wet smell in the air. I missed this smell when I was in Denali with Bella for the first year and half when she was a newborn.
Bella was unusual as a newborn. She didn't need as much blood as most newborns. Actually, she barely needed as much as normal vampires do--normal as in human hunters, not the vegetarian vampires--and her eyes weren't blood red either, they were a dull pink. The thing that threw me and Carlisle off the most was, that she could stay away from humans easier than we could our first year. Sure she occasionally smelt one that she would try to go after, but eventually she could control herself. Carlisle's theory was that because she was changed by a vegetarian vampire (me), and in her previous life, she didn't like blood that much anyway. He also thinks that even though her instincts take over, in the back of her mind, she couldn't think of killing an innocent person.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard a car traveling down the dirt road a few hundred feet away. It wasn't long before Bella's Captive White Elantra came speeding down the path at what would be a very alarming speed to any human.
I couldn't help but grin as I remembered how she hated when I drove fast when she was human. Now she is almost as bad as I am with speeding. I drive Esme insane that we both drive so fast. She wished that we would stay under one ten like most of them, with the exception of Alice, who also likes to drive fast.
Bella's car came to a short stop next to mine. Her car idled for a minute before it turned off. The door opened and she slid out gracefully before shutting the door in one fluid motion. It was still shocking to see Bella move so gracefully. It's almost like I can't forget how clumsy she used to be. She came over to be, looking like someone out of a fairy tale, her eyes sparkling and lips turned up into a smile. I couldn't take my eyes off her face, even when she waved her hand in front of my eyes.
“Edward? Earth to Edward. Oh dear. Huston, we may have a problem.” she chuckled. I finally opened my mouth to say something.
“Yeah?” smooth Edward, real smooth.
“You alright? You looked a little out of it.” I raised an eyebrow, pointing a finger at my chest.
“Me? Out of it?” I scoffed. “Never.” Bella rolled her eyes, smiling.
“Oh, well excuse me.” she drawled, her lips turning up slightly. I grinned back at her, dazzling her with my eyes.
“Shall we?” I held my hand out for her and she took it graciously. Suddenly we were running through the trees hand in hand.
Bella looked like an angle when she ran. Her long brown hair flew wildly behind her, revealing her oval face and topaz eyes. She looked so free and calm when she ran.
The trees were blurred as we ran past and squirrels that couldn't sense us in time froze in place as we past them. I chuckled under my breath. Poor squirrels didn't even know what happened.
I felt Bella slow down after a few minutes and realized we had just entered the meadow. When she came to a complete stop, we were in out little beaten patch. Because school had just ended we came here a lot. School ending signified two things. One, we would have to move again soon because we've been here and aren't getting any older looking, Two, that was when I changed Bella, on the first day of summer vacation.
Bella's hair was windblown and little strands were hanging in front of her eyes. She took my hand and pulled me down to the ground so we were sitting cross legged in front of each other.
“So, how was the tour?” she asked after a while of silence. I had to think about my answer for a moment.
“it was . . . interesting.” I finally told her. She raised an eyebrow at me.
“care to elaborate?” I grinned at her, leaning forward and lightly kissing her on the nose.
“As much as I would love to recap what happened, I think I'll pass.” I told her.
“Well, if you insist. I guess I'll have to tell you about my day now.”
“Uh-oh, why am I getting the feeling that this is going to be long and painful?” I asked throwing my head back. Bella's tinkering laugh met my ears, as did her hand on my arm. Now that she was a vampire, she could actually hit me and it could hurt. I pulled my head up straight and rubbed my arm.
“That was very rude of you Mrs. Cullen. For that, you are going to sleep in your own room tonight.” I told her in a faux stern voice. Bella brought her hand up to her open mouth.
“Horror!” she gasped in a fake act of shock, ruining it when she started laughing behind her hand. “But really. It's not that bad.” she insisted. I shrugged.
“okay love. What ever you say. Lay it on me.” Bella rolled her eyes dramatically, but allowed herself to continue.
“Well, it all started when I went to leave to pick up Rose and Em. I left about five minutes after you did. At first, when I tried to start my car, it wouldn't start. I think I sat there for about five minutes before I realized I was using the key for your car. You can't imagine how stupid I felt. I mean, really, who uses the wrong key even when the key is color coded?” she asked exasperatedly. I shrugged.
“You?” I guessed.
“That was a rhetorical question Edward, but thank you for making me feel stupid about it again. Anyway, once I got the car started and was on the highway, Rosalie called me and told me that there plane was delayed about forty minutes. So when I got to the airport, I had to wait thirty minutes for there plane to land on the runway. Apparently, they can't let them off right when they get on the runway, they have to wait out there for like, twenty minutes before they can go up to the gate.
“So once they landed, I thought they would just get off, but I ended up having to wait like another twenty minutes which really pissed me off. But when they did finally get off, I found them and we went to get their luggage. I swear, Rosalie is the only girl—besides Alice—that brings four bags of luggage on a five day vacation.” she told me. “we had to wait for all her bags to come around, and you know how long those stupid people that get the bags on the conveyor belt take to begin with. It all was so frustrating, but eventually we got out of there.” she paused. “You know what I learned today?” she asked. “I really hate airports. Uh-huh, no more airport duty for me. Next time someone else can take it.”
I blinked at her, wondering if and how I was supposed to respond to that.
“That sounded . . . very interesting. I wish I could have been there.” I finally told her. Bella rewarded me with a roll of her eyes.
“Yes, very. But I still want to hear about your day.” she insisted, looking at me through her eye lashes. “It can't have been worse than mine.”
“Ah, that's where you are wrong.” I lied. “My day was quite boring. I had to help Charlisle give six and seven year olds a tour of the hospital. I wouldn't call that interesting.” Bella looked thoughtful at me for a moment, before leaning back and laying on the damp grass. I watched her chest rise and fall as she unnecessarily breathed.
“You know what this place reminds me of?” she asked after what seemed hours of quite.
“I don't. What?”
“Holding a baby.” I looked questioningly at her.
“How do you know what it's like to hold a baby?”
“Well, it wasn't for very long. But I remember one night when I was helping Carlisle with the late shift at eh hospital, one of the women had a baby. When she held that baby, she looked so peaceful, and happy. Even though seconds before she was tired, in pain and upset. I remember how tiny he was. Carlisle told me to put him in the incubator. I was afraid that even controlling my strength, I would crush him, but I didn't. For those few seconds that I held him, I felt like a part of me that was missing, was there.” her voice was soft, and calm. It almost blended in with the peace and quiet around us. I stayed quiet, watching her face for any expression. Her eyes were closed, and they stayed closed while she spoke. “Carlisle said that because he can't have any babies, that working there always makes him happy. He said even when he only holds that baby for a few seconds, it makes his day. Before I experienced that, I had no idea how wonderful it felt, to hold a baby. But once I did experience it, I knew exactly how he felt. You should help him someday to see how it is. I bet you you'll feel the same way. Even Alice agrees. She was there on one of those lucky occasions too.” She finished with a small sigh.
The minutes passed by, and still neither of us spoke. Bella had one arm slung over her forehead. She looked so beautiful and calm. I would do anything for her to stay like that.
“Bella?” I asked after debating with my self for a while.
“can I tell you something, and you'll promise not to think I'm crazy?” I asked. She took her arm off her head and propped herself up on her elbows.
“Why would I think you're crazy. From what I know you're pretty sane.”
“Thank you, but the idea is pretty crazy.” I told her.
“Okay. I promise.” she said sincerely. I paused, planning it out in may head.
“What would you say if I told you I had a . . . niece, or something along the lines of that?” I asked. Bella cocked her head to the side.
“I don't quite understand.”
“What if, let's say I knew a little girl who didn't have any family, and it just so turned out that I was her uncle. . . of sorts?” I rephrased, hoping she would understand.
“Well, I don't know. I thought that all your family died from the Influenza in nineteen eighteen.”
“Well, so did I.” Bella's expression became confused.
“Now I really don't understand. Are you telling me that a relative of yours did survive?” she asked. I nodded.
“Yes, that's exactly what I'm telling you.”
“I still don't get what a little girl has to do with it though.”
“Well, that relative was supposedly my nephew. So either I had another sister I didn't know about, or a brother. I don't actually know.”
“But how do you know this?” she asked.
“Well, Alice told me she had a vision that I looked up the little girls family tree and saw that she was my nephews, son's, daughters, daughters, sons, sons, daughter.” I told her what Alice told me. There was a long pause, before she spoke.
“So let me get this straight. You have a brother or sister that you didn't know about, and it had a kid, who had a kid who had a kid, until it ended up with a daughter, who is know here and present without any parents, and she is your great-great-great-great-great niece?” her voice was unsure.
“great-great-great-great-great-great niece.” I corrected her. Her expression was unreadable. Confused, upset, happy? I couldn't tell. I stayed quiet and watched her think for what seemed the longest time.
“Well, did you check the family tree like Alice saw you doing yet?” she finally asked. I shook my head.
“No. I called you right after I got out of the hospital. I really don't think it's true. I mean, how could she end up in Seattle when we originally lived in Chicago? It doesn't seem realistic enough that she happens to be right near where we are.” I told her.
“But it could be possible. I found you didn't I?” she asked.
“That's different Bella.” I told her, trying to wave it off.
“How? How is it different Edward. You are willing to believe me finding you just happened and her finding you didn't?” she inquired.
“I don't know, but it is.” I told her. She looked skeptically at me, before her expression changed to composed.
“I think you should look at the family tree. Just to check, I mean, think about it Edward. None of us have relatives left. Renee and Charlie didn't have any kids after I supposedly died. They couldn't bear the thought of losing another child. Rosalie doesn't even know what became of hers, along with Jasper and Emmett, and Alice was in a asylum for most of her life. If Alice is right, you have no idea how lucky you are.” she told me. I watched her for a little, thinking this over in my head.
That was true, all of it. But I still couldn't believe that my supposed great (to the sixth power) niece was in Seattle, and without any parents, had happened to be right near by in Seattle and I just happened to be the one at the hospital with Carlisle because I happened to be doing nothing. I looked away from Bella and that the sky, where I felt the first drop of rain come from. The sky was a dark gray and depressing. I looked back at Bella who was staring hopefully at me.
“Okay. I guess I could look. After all, it can't hurt.” Bella smiled, before flinging her arms around my neck.
“You rock Edward.” she told me with a wide smile on her face.
“Yeah I know. Now let's go before we get too wet. Esme won't appreciate us tramping through the house with dripping clothes.” Bella snickered before allowing me to pull her to her feet. I held my hand out for her and she took it, and once again, we were running through the trees hand in hand.
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