One day at the Cullen mansion could change everything. That day two people entered their lives. Enter Edward and Elizabeth Masen (Is a small AU story, but mostly it =follows Twilight's story line. All of the changed information happened pre-twilight. See story note to learn more. Thank you!)
Changes: Another vampire discovered the hospital in Chicago. He was building up a newborn army to claim his teritory back. Thinking that these people would not be missed, he took some from the hospital and changed them. Carlisle had sensed the vampire, and kept them away from the Masen family. But when someone, thinking they were dead, took Edward MAsen Senior away, the vampire changed him. The situation repeated with Elizabeth. Edward knows nothing of the vampire that was near the hospital. I own the Twilight fanfiction ideas in my crazy, Twilight-addicted head. I do not own the story they come from. That is all Stephenie Meyer's.
3. "He's Found Someone."
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It took Mr. and Mrs. Masen a moment to gather themselves and when they turned, Edward was already by the porch. He had slowed to a human pace, and all anyone could do was stare.
Everyone other than Renesmee, of course.
“Daddy!” She launched herself at him, her little arms wrapping around his leg. Edward slowly looked from the eyes of his parents, down to his little girl's. His eyes softened.
“Nessie,” he whispered. He leaned against the side of the porch, seeming to be exhausted.
He sighed. “She's coming, love.” Elizabeth and Edward Senior's faces became confused.
Perhaps, Edward, I directedmy thoughts at him, it's time for your family to be reunited. Tell Renesmee to go inside. We should explain first. His response was a nod.
“Renesmee, sweetie, please go inside for a few minutes.” Nessie pouted. She had been waiting all day for her mommy and daddy to come home. Edward chuckled and stroked her cheek. “Only for a little while.” He looked to his parents. “Daddy has a few things to work out,” he said, still looking at them.
“Okay,” Nessie replied. She kissed her father on the cheek, and left.
Edward breathed deeply as his daughter disappeared. He opened his mouth to say something -
“My baby!” Elizabeth threw herself onto her son, sobbing. Edward had been caught off guard,and stumbled back. When his stance was stable I realized that his hands were shaking. Edward was doing his best to stay strong.
Elizabeth backed up a bit and cradled Edward's head in her hands.
“Where have you been?” she asked, almost scolding. “You know how much it hurt me to lose you? My only son? Edward . . . ,“ She kissed his cheek, tenderly, in a motherly way.
“Mother,” he whispered. He wrapped his arms around her, as if nothing had ever happened. As if his age truly was seventeen. As if the Influenza epidemic never existed. As if he was her little boy again.
Mr. Masen stepped forward. Seeing the two Edward Masens, father and son, standing next one another, you could truly see how alike they were. Although he was obviously his mother's son, Edward's jaw line matched his father's, the shape of his features did, as well. And I could practically see Mr. Masen's crooked smile.
Father and son embraced after all these years.
“Son.” Mr. Masen's voice was thick. Edward seemed to be sobbing slightly. They backed away from each other, Edward still breathing deeply. He shook his head in pure disbelief.
“No,” he said. “This is not possible.” Anyone could tell that he wanted it to be. But it was hard to understand. He looked towards me.
For so many years I had been his source for reason and comfort. Of course, then came Bella and he didn't need me as much anymore. His parents – his biological parents – were standing right in front of him, and he still looked to me. This created mixed feelings for me. I loved that my son could still look to me for such things, but this also made me realize how apart he was from his parents. They had been separated for too long.
“Nothing is impossible,” I reminded him. “You should know.” I looked out into the meadow in front of our house, giving notice to the proof of my statement.
“Edward.” All three of their heads whipped in the direction of my newest daughter. She lithely skipped up the porch steps to stand in front of her husband. She stared in amazement at Mr. and Mrs. Masen, mouth slightly open.
“Bella,” I greeted. Her head snapped towards me, eyes questioning. I raised my eyebrows at her. “Mrs. Elizabeth Masen and Edward Masen Senior.” She slowly nodded her head at me, and turned her head to them. She smiled and held out her hand, seeming slightly dazed.
“Isabella Cullen,” she informed them. Elizabeth took her hand first.
“It's lovely to meet you, Isabella.” Her voice was like Esme's was when talking to one of our children. Elizabeth seemed to be a lot like Esme. Both had – or believed to have – lost a child. Both had gained one in return: Edward.
Elizabeth had no idea that she was shaking her daughter's hand.
“Please,” Bella told her. “Call me Bella.” She turned to father in law. He shook her hand, as well.
“Pleased to meet you, Bella,” he told her.
“Likewise, Mr. Masen,” she replied, smiling.
“I would ask you to call me Edward,” he responded. “But I believe that would become a bit confusing.” A very genuine smile lit his face. Bella turned back to her husband. He had been watching them the entire time. Bella took his hand and placed his ring back on his left hand. They had taken them off while they were hunting. Bella had her's on; both engagement and wedding ring.
A gasp was heard and everyone turned to see Elizabeth's gaze locked on her ring on Bella's finger.
Bella only turned back to Edward.
“Are you all right?” she asked, sweeping some of his unruly hair off of his forehead. Edward looked to his parents before answering.
“Yes, love,” he whispered. This time both Edward Senior and Elizabeth gasped. Edward smiled down at Bella. “Of course,” he told her, burying his face in her neck.
She stroked his hair tenderly, as if it were just the two of them. Edward seemed much stronger with her near, and he stood with ease.
“Isabella Masen,” Elizabeth whispered. Bella's head turned automatically at her name.
“Yes?” she answered. Edward looked up to his mother, looking very young and innocent. Elizabeth didn't answer, just turned to her husband.
“He's found someone,” she told him, and he smiled at Edward. Edward straightened and seemed almost smug as he smiled, proud of his wife. He pulled her closer.
“Yes.” His voice was loud and joyful. He kissed her forehead. “And she means the world to me.” Elizabeth looked as if – if it was possible – she would have been crying. Her gaze locked with Bella's.
“Then I'm proud to have you wear my ring.” Bella gasped. She looked at Edward.
“I have three mothers!” She looked too happy. I loved it when she smiled like that.
“Son?” Edward Senior began.
“Yes,” his son answered. “Renesmee is my daughter.” He looked at them. “My biological daughter.”