Edward leaves more then just Bella behind during New Moon. Unbeknownst to Edward, he leaves Bella pregnant and in more danger then he could have ever dreamed possible. Now three years later a reunion is possible, will they finally be a family or will a new danger stop that from ever happening. Story Banner by Pixiefanpire
5. Chapter 5
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I was going to meet them. Me. I was actually going to meet my own children. I never in a million years dreamed it was a possibility, but it was. I was actually going to meet the two most precious people, other than their mother, to have ever come into my existence. Just thinking about them made me feel all tingly inside. Any other feelings, like guilt, pain and heartache, well I just wasn't going to let them interfere with my little high at this moment.
I did not want to think about the different possibilities that I could be looking at when it came to Bella and the children. Lord knew they had every right to refuse any contact with me after everything I put them all through, but I was hoping for that to change. I still had that glimmer of hope that I could, one day, earn their trust and forgiveness and could one day earn a place in their lives.
I was going to try not to reflect on the time that I had lost with them and only concentrate on making up for my absence. I knew that if I had Bella and the children by my side, I would have nothing more to ask for.
"Alice dear, do you have any idea what time Angela and the children might be arriving?" Esme asked.
Alice seemed to be frustrated at her inability to get a glimpse of Bella, Angela or the children. A part of me could understand that her ability to see Bella shutoff when she became pregnant. When you think about it, it makes sense that it was her conception with the children that caused this while she was pregnant. But is it Bella's constant interaction with them that was still causing the disruption in Alice's visions? And what about the vision anomaly that Alice had regarding Angela? Was her time spent around the children blocking her future from being seen by Alice? Or was it more along the lines of Angela's connection with Jacob that guarded her?
I could see Alice trying with all her might to try to get a concrete vision of the children, but all she could do was see blankness in the future.
"I can only assume that the reason why our futures go blank in the next hour is because they will arrive by that time," Alice said with a disgruntled look on her face. When she looked at me, I heard her concerns. This feels so strange. I feel as though I have been deemed useless when it comes to knowing whether or not Bella and the children are safe. I really don't like that thought; I can only hope that once they are here and I get to know them better, I may be able to tune into them.
I could truly understand her worry about that because it would be one of my main concerns. If Alice could't see them to know whether or not something dangerous was coming, how would we be able to keep them safe? And to make matters worse, if they had the ability to keep their thoughts to themselves, just like Bella, it would only make it more difficult to guarantee their safety.
What's going on, Edward? You were so calm and happy a minute ago; why are you suddenly starting to panic? Jasper asked me.
"The fact that Alice can't see Bella and the children anymore is a bit worrisome." I sent a look over to Alice so that she would understand that I was not criticizing her lack of vision. I didn't want to make her feel any worse about something she had no control over. "I mean, if Alice can't see them, maybe the children will also be like their mother where I can't hear them. How will I ever be able to protect them if we can't see when something dangerous is coming? Or if they're hurt and I can't hear their thoughts to know that they need me?"
"Edward, son, you need to calm down," Carlisle said while putting a hand on my shoulder to reassure me. "Millions of parents are in the same boat and deal with parenthood quite nicely. And just because Alice's gift may have been affected by the children's special make-up, it does not mean that you will too. They are a part of you, that link alone will give you a special bond allowing you into their thoughts regardless of Bella's influence. But either way, we won't know until we meet them."
Carlisle had a point. I was glad that he was so often the voice of reason in our household. He always seemed to have an innate ability to force me to consider other possibilities.
"Esme dear, I think we should try to make them feel as comfortable as possible. Would you mind ordering some refreshments from room service?" Carlisle asked.
"I think that's a wonderful idea." Esme in all her excitement of being a grandmother and having little ones to look after walked over to the phone so that she could make arrangements with room service.
"What about when they get here, Carlisle?" Rosalie asked. "How do you think we should handle that? I don't think any of us want to make them scared, but having us all in the room here when they first come inside might make them nervous."
I really was blown away by Rosalie's total about-face when it came to Bella. Now the only bad thoughts that she had when it came to Bella had to do with me and my selfishness over making Bella's decisions for her. This was exactly what she had wanted me to do since I had met Bella, but that all changed once she found out that Bella had become pregnant with my children. I was the bad guy now. It was something I was in total agreement with, but the irony of the situation wasn't lost on me.
"I think to start with, we should somehow allow them into this room by themselves. I think that if they're given a few minutes to get acclimated with their surroundings Edward can then join them." Carlisle looked my way before thinking, I think that is the least we can do is give you a private moment with them, Edward.
"Thank you, Carlisle." Hearing him say that put a huge smile on my face. I was so glad that Carlisle was the one to suggest this; I could only imagine what some of their reactions would be if I had requested this.
"Once Edward has had some time with them, we'll just play it by ear. If they seem to be shy, we may need to do the introductions one at a time, but if they seem fine, then I think the rest of us could join them at the same time." He looked over to the rest of the family. "I know we are all anxious to meet them, but we should proceed with caution. Even though they have been around the wolves their entire life does not mean that they may not be nervous when they come in contact with our kind. They may not be prepared for our characteristics, and we should treat them like we would any other human we have come in contact with before."
I could see that Alice was trying to get a definite timeline for the children's arrival, and it l0oked like it would be right after the room service was delivered. This tells me that the hotel worker delivering the food will still be here when Angela, Renesmee and Masen arrive.
"I think that we should all wait in the bedrooms until it's time to come out," Alice began to explain. "I'll stay out here at first to let the guy with the room service in. Once he starts placing the items on the bar, I'm going to give him an excuse why I have to leave the room, letting him know that we are expecting company and that if they show up while I'm out of the room, he should just let them in on his way out."
"That seems simple enough," Jasper replied. "When should we go into the bedrooms?"
"He should be here in the next ten minutes," Alice commented.
When the room service was delivered, Alice banished all of us to the bedroom. It was only a couple minutes later, after explaining our intended company to the hotel employee, that Alice came into the room as well.
I could hear Angela's thoughts and could tell that she was really nervous as to how things were going to go. Even if they kids were excited about making Bella's present in a secret location, she wasn't sure how they would react once they saw us.
The most wonderful part was that I could hear the thoughts of somebody other than Angela. This person's thoughts were very direct and focused on meeting these special people, as Angela had described us.
I could only assume that it was one of my children's thoughts, which was a true blessing. The little voice I could hear in my head was truly angelic, and I could tell that they would do anything to make Bella happy.
While reflecting on this thought, I would every once in a while get a sense of someone else's thoughts. They weren't clear thoughts, at least they weren't at that moment. In a way, they reminded me of how Charlie's thoughts came through, somewhat guarded but the sense of his thoughts were usually easy to tell. The sense I got was that this person had a very protective nature and wanted to make sure their mother's birthday gift was perfect.
In my attempts at trying to figure out whose thoughts were whose, I almost missed the exchange between Angela and the hotel worker who was leaving. It appeared that she was letting them out of a stroller that fitted two people and was giving them time to explore.
"Angie, where special people?" I could tell from Angela's thoughts that it was Renesmee speaking in her perfect little voice, much like the voice I could hear so clearly in my mind.
"Oh, I'm sure they'll be out any minute." Angela answered her, and then redirected her thoughts to the bedrooms.
Um. Edward. If you're here…You can come out now.
I felt myself freeze for a split second. It was time. My anticipation of that moment was becoming too much for me, and if Jasper hadn't been around, I'm sure I would have stayed frozen for much longer. His calming effect gave me just enough courage to go out and meet my own children.
I quietly made my way out to the living room where I found Renesmee and Masen bouncing around in excitement over the size of the room. All I could think about was how absolutely perfect they were. My heart would have been bursting out of my chest if it was still capable of it. While they were distracted, I took that time to just soak them in. Their movements, their happiness over being here, seemed almost joyful, and I only wished that it remained that way.
It took a few minutes before anyone realized that someone was with them, but when Renesmee first noticed me, her entire body froze. I slowly saw a dazzling smile come across her face as she stared at me. Finally her thoughts said the most beautiful word I could have ever dreamed of hearing. Daddy?
As soon as she realized who I was, she didn't hesitate in getting her brother's attention. She grabbed Masen's hand and passed her thought to him, but this time – instead of it sounding like a question – it was a flat out statement. Daddy!
Masen jerked to look in the direction that his sister was facing and saw who she was talking about. At first, all I could get was a confused jumble of thoughts, but finally I could hear it as clear as his sister's. Daddy!
I could feel the emotion getting to me, and my eyes filled with venom as I felt the joy of what was happening. Knowing that all they'd only seen me in pictures drawn by their mother did not mean they would recognize me when confronted, but they did. That fact was they both did, without pause, know who I was and that gave me such unfathomable joy. I just didn't know what to do with it.
They both stared at each other, before they looked over to Angela as if asking permission. When she smiled and nodded her head, they both took off running and screaming.
They both took off as fast as they could and ran directly into my arms. That moment was the first time in three years that I felt like a part of my heart had mended back into its rightful place. All I could do was hug them and spin them around like a fool. When they started laughing, I stopped so that I could gently place a kiss on each of their heads.
There was just no way that I would ever be able to let them go. I wanted to get another look at their perfect faces, so I carried them over to the couch and placed them on my lap. I couldn't get over how utterly beautiful they were. Renesmee's face was the spitting image of Bella, while Masen most definitely resembled me. It really was uncanny seeing what parts of Bella and me made up these two little people.
I could tell that Renesmee was very eager to talk to me.
"Daddy!" Renesmee smiled, touching my check with her hand, trying to show me what I could already see in her mind. She was showing me all of the times that their mother showed them the drawings she had done of all of us, in her way of making us real to them. The pictures were so detailed, not a feature missing from a single of them.
Masen just held onto my hand, and I found myself in awe of being able to hear some of my own thoughts run through his mind. Though I knew I wasn't getting everything, it was very interesting to see his little mind consider the things that he found. When I looked at him, he gave me a more timid smile and said the one thing that brought my elation to a standstill.
"Mommy miss you." I could hear a protective nature come into his thoughts. I knew that due to him being able to read Bella's mind, he knew much more about the pain she had gone through than his sister did. It made me feel guilty, not only for putting Bella through that, but to have made my son feel helpless as well was inexcusable. That was not something a toddler should ever have to feel, and for that I would be eternally sorry.
I traced my fingers along his little check. My hope was to convey into those big green eyes, my regret for putting them all through this. "And I miss your mommy too, very much."
He seemed to study me for a minute before finally asking, "Daddy make Mommy better?"
I kissed him lightly on the forehead breathed in his perfect scent one more time. "Yes. I will try to make it all better."
"I love you both very much, and I'm so very sorry that I haven't been around." Not wanting Renesmee to feel left out, I traced her cheek and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead as well.
I knew that I couldn't ignore my family's thoughts any longer. Their thoughts were starting to overpower my own. I knew that if I wanted a moment's peace, I had to allow them their chance at meeting my children.
I looked at both of them one more time before I started to explain. "There are some more people here who would like to meet you. Is it okay for them to come out here too?" I asked. They looked at each other, trying to figure out what the other might be thinking.
"I think it would be okay if the others came in here," Angela said when I looked at her. She then turned her attention to Nessie and Masen and got a very happy look on her face. I could tell that she was trying to reassure them that what was coming was very good. "Are you two ready for another surprise?"
I couldn't help but chuckle when I saw that Angela's excitement had rubbed off onto them. At this point, they were practically dancing in my lap with their eagerness over who else may be here. When I noticed the door open and Esme and Carlisle coming out of the room first, I pointed my finger over in their direction.
They could see everyone that was slowly making their way out of the bedroom and knew who everyone was. The excitement on their faces was contagious to everyone in the room, but their main focus was on Esme and Carlisle.
Within a moment, they were off my lap and running into the arms of Esme and Carlisle while they were practically chanting, "Nana. Papa. Nana. Papa."
The joy this brought to my parents faces was priceless. They were in awe at the recognition and pure affection that my children were willing and eager to bestow upon them. Esme's eyes were filled with tears that would never be shed, while Carlisle was just simply shell-shocked by the experience.
After several moments, they finally let them go where they could see their aunts and uncles for the first time. I saw that they were trying to decide who to go see first, but finally they decided to split up and go in different directions.
While Renesmee rushed over to one side squealing, "Auntie Alice! Uncle Jazz!" Masen rushed over to the other side doing the same thing. "Auntie Rose! Uncle Em!"
They repeated the process when they traded sides. It was several minutes of squeals, laughs and hugs before everyone started to calm down enough to be able to look over at Angela.
"I am forever indebted to you, Angela. Thank you," I said to Angela. I would have given her a hug, but I didn't want to frighten her.
Emmett, however, had other ideas. He walked over to Angela and very slowly and carefully took Angela into one of his famous bear hugs and whispered. "Thank you, Angela. You have no idea what your courage to come talk to us last night did for all of us – knowing what we are and still finding the strength to approach us." He saw her shocked expression and chuckled. "To put it in simpler terms, you've got some balls on you, Angela. I'm sorry I didn't realize that when we lived in Forks." Angela blushed at his words, which only caused Emmett to laugh.
My attention was redirected over to Masen who had his arms around Jasper's neck. He must have picked up on Jasper's somber thoughts about regret from three years ago, and he was trying to reassure him.
"Stop," he whispered in Jasper's ear. "Mommy not mad at you. Mommy loves you." He placed a gentle kiss on Jasper's check while his thoughts were saying, be happy.
Jasper seemed to be in awe at his nephew's affection towards him.
"Jasper, my son wants you to be happy. I think he wants you to know that the past has been forgotten. If Bella can get past it, we all need to try." I looked at Masen, "You only want happy thoughts?"
"Yes." Masen smiled at me.
Well, if that's what my son wanted, then I was going to work my hardest to make it a reality.
"Okay, little man. I'll work my hardest to only be happy," Jasper said while he hugged Masen one more time before passing him off into Alice's arms.
"Angela says that you and your sister like to make presents for your mommy. Is that true?" Alice asked.
"Yup." He grinned at her and looked at his sister who was nodding her agreement as well. "Can we make present now?"
Alice grinned. "We most certainly can. Angela, did you bring your supplies?"
"Yes, I did. All of the supplies are in the storage basket of the stroller. I'll get it." Angela began to say, but Alice didn't let her get any farther.
"Don't worry about it. You stay here with the kids, I'll go get the table and supplies all set up. I'll be done in a minute." She quickly raced over to the stroller and started unpacking everything.
We all seemed to have an awkward moment just standing around. The children just kept smiling and looking at each and every one of us, as though we would disappear if they closed their eyes. Masen caught my eye once more and slowly made his way back over to me.
I picked him up and gave him another embrace. His little face fit in the crook of my neck, and it felt so peaceful to be able to hold him. I would never grow tired of being able to do that.
He just sat there in my arms, probably hugging with as much strength as his little arms could muster. When he finally pulled back from my neck, I could feel him place a soft kiss on my cheek before he said, "I love you, Daddy."
I hugged him close to me and whispered in his ear, "I love you too, Masen."
I could feel someone tugging on my pant's leg, and I looked down to see that my little girl was trying to get my attention. I bent down and picked her up. "I love you too, Renesmee." She hugged my neck and followed her brother's actions by kissing the opposite cheek.
"I have everything set-up if you want to get started on your mommy's birthday gift." Alice called from over from the dining room table.
When we all made our way over there, I saw how Alice had put a sheet of plastic over the table with some kind of paint spattered clothing over one of the chairs. On the protected table were several bottles of fabric paint, some brushes, stencils and paper plates ready to be used. The children clapped with excitement over all of the items they found.
"I would have set out the shirt, Angela, but I couldn't find it in the stroller." Alice said to Angela.
Angela looked confused for a minute before she blushed. "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that I put the clothing in my bag." She took the bag off her shoulder and put it on the ground so that she could get out what she was looking for. She pulled out a bag and handed it over to Alice. "Here you go. Sorry about that."
"It's nothing to get embarrassed about," Alice commented while taking the shirt out of the bag. When she placed it on the table, she turned her attention back to the children. "So, what did you two want to do? This shirt most definitely needs something artsy to be added to it."
"Not yet," Renesmee said before looking over at Angela. "Get like mommy first."
All of us just looked at each other, not quite sure what she meant by that. That was until I saw Angela walk over to them and take their hands.
"Let's go get like mommy," Angela said, smiling. It's quite cute actually. Bella has a certain style that she always has when she is painting. Whenever Nessie and Masen do any painting, they feel that they have to look just like her to get the job accomplished.
That was when I saw a picture of how Bella usually looked like while she painted. All the different pictures going through Angela's mind were of Bella wearing the same paint-splattered flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows and her hair in some kind of messy up do. She looked absolutely breathtaking.
I watched as Angela helped the children get into their big button down paint shirts. Then Angela finished off the looks by making Masen's already messy hair even messier, while pulling Renesmee's curly locks into a messy ponytail.
"Okay, you two look ready to me," Angela decided after getting a good look at the two of them.
Just when I thought they would be ready to begin, Renesmee looked at me and shook her head no.
"Daddy needs to get like mommy," Renesmee said with a big smile on her face. To say that I was shocked was an understatement. I was quite surprised when I saw that she wanted me to help them make this birthday gift for Bella.
"You want me to help you?" I asked just to make sure.
Renesmee showed Masen what she wanted to do, and I could see his face get excited.
"Yes!" they both answered.
"Well I don't have a painting shirt. Is it okay if I just wear this?" I asked them, unsure if they would be picky about it.
They both looked at what I was wearing and could see that they wanted me to fix the sleeves of my black button down so that they were rolled up like theirs. I gave them both a nod and proceeded to roll up my sleeves. Once I was finished, I got down on my knees so that they could really examine me.
"Now am I ready?"
They both ran over to me and put their hands into my already chaotic hair and made it even messier looking. Once they were done, they took my hands and walked me over to the table with them.
I could hear Emmett chuckle at my appearance, but I didn't care at all. If this is what they deemed the appropriate look to be artistic so be it.