Lost and Found ch3: Daddy POV

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Daddy POV (You didn't think I was going to make it easy on you, did you?)
Another summer was gone and there were just a few days until classes resumed. My parents had wanted the whole family together for the summer so we spent it in Hawaii at their townhouse. Rosalie and Mom took a hula class as always while Dad took us out for surfing lessons. The girls, as they have since they first discovered boys, started fawning over my brother and I until it began to feel like school. From fifth or sixth grade on they started leaving notes, in later years describing what they'd do to me in private. I wonder if my brother still gets them too, it was always interesting comparing notes at the end of the day to see how many girls wrote to both of us in the same day. Trying out the older and younger Cullen in the same day to see if either of us would respond to their pitiful attempts at seduction. None of the girls ever realized, or chose to realize, that our parents raised us to be gentlemen and not take advantage of a girl. There has only been one girl for me, Izzy. I don't even know her last name. We met her first summer staying in Forks and it was love at first sight for me. She was curled up on her beach towel reading while some friends and I played volleyball. I took one look at her and knew she was the one.
Her hair was fanned out around her shoulders, the sun casting a red glow to her chestnut locks. When I asked her to join us she just looked at me as if she was surprised I was talking to her. She was so obviously out of my league but I didn't care. Izzy fit in with my friends effortlessly although I spent more than half the game catching her as she fell. Eventually I sat her down in the sand and unhooked her strappy summer shoes and tossed them back to her towel so she'd have a better chance of standing on her own feet without my help. Every time I caught her I felt a jolt go from my arms to my heart and down to my toes. I had sworn she felt it too and I couldn't wait to introduce her to my siblings and get their feelings about her.
Labor Day weekend I told her that I loved her and she had said it too. I had thought she meant it but she was just using me like they all wanted to.
“Izzy, I know it's only been a few weeks that we've known each other, and that you probably will think I'm being stupid, but I like you, a lot. The moment I saw you at the beach that first day I found myself believing in love at first sight. You are brilliant, funny, incredibly sweet, and so beautiful in your soft natural way. You are a breath of fresh air compared to the bleach blond, makeup covered girls here. This summer with you has been the best in my memory. I hope that when school starts you will be my girlfriend. I want everyone to know how much I want to be with you. I love you, Izzy.”
Her eyes were glistening in the last rays of the setting sun. I wiped away her tears with my calloused thumbs, and watched the tear drop run down the back of my hand. I was kneeling beside her and she pulled me down on top of her and whispered 'I love you' before kissing me. When her tongue entered my mouth I felt lost. Every lesson on how to act around the fairer sex was lost as blood rushed from my head to my pants. We had never done more than kiss outside of one afternoon when my hand had brushed her breast causing her to moan so I of course repeated the motion several times until we heard someone approaching our private cove behind the piled rocks.
The light made her skin glow, the palest blush graced her shoulders that had resisted tanning in the summer sun. It contrasted so nicely against the navy top she wore that tied behind her neck. Her arms had gone up around my shoulders pulling me down against her in the sand. My tongue met hers and I brought my hand down to her leg, my fingers itching to go under the denim shorts and feel the softness of her inner thigh. When her hands pulled my hair, directing me to her neck as she gasped for breath I let my hand slide up to under her breast, the fabric of her top pooled between my hand and the gentle swell, her stomach smooth against my own.
“Please.” Her whimpered plea broke the remaining resolve I had and I let my hand rest over her breast, the nipple already hard and pushing against my palm. My other hand left her leg to cup her breast, my thumbs brushing her nipples simultaneously causing her to press up into me. Izzy moaned into my hair while I sucked at the soft skin of her neck. I knew I was going to get yelled at the next day when she saw the mark but for the moment it was worth it. I wanted everyone who saw her to know she was mine, even if we are too young to talk about forever. My tongue followed the line of her top down to her breasts and I placed a gentle kiss in the valley between.
Her nipple was just a turn of the face away from my mouth and I chanced being pushed away to have it in my mouth, even through the fabric. My lips were parted, placing gentle kisses against the exposed skin before sliding across the navy gauze to press on the puckered flesh hidden from view. Izzy moaned and pushed me harder against her so I took that as her sign of approval, opening my lips further, my lips wrapping around her nipple and feeling it harden more in my mouth. I began to pull back when her hands left my hair, expecting her to push me away. I lifted my head to look at her face. Her eyes were closed and her hands were behind her head. When she brought them back to me, the straps of her halter came with them and her beautiful breasts were exposed to me for the first time.
“You're beautiful, Izzy.”
Her breasts were not overly large, but they fit her frame, and my hands, perfectly. Her nipples were pale pink and standing proudly. I leaned over her to kiss her again, my tongue outlining her lips and then stroking her tongue before I kissed back down to her chest. I had to cover her mouth with my hand when I found her nipple. She cried out my name and I was worried we'd be interrupted if we were overheard. My friends were on the other end of the beach with the boy that always tagged along with Izzy, setting off fireworks. I alternated breasts while kissing, licking and biting gently on the peaks. When I began to suck, Izzy's hips lifted against mine brushing my hard cock. I had taken to relieving myself in the shower each morning before leaving for the beach to keep myself from reacting so quickly to her. But when her denim clad pelvis pressed into me a second time I let out my own groan and pushed back down into her, sliding my legs between her and resting a little of my weight on her.
I left her breasts to kiss her swollen lips and look into her deep brown eyes where I could see love and desire shining for me. Hell, I was new to this and could feel it radiating from her. “I love you.”
She drew my lips back to hers and whimpered as my hips rocked into her. Her nails scratched across my bare back making me hiss against her mouth. Izzy giggled and reached down to slide her fingers into my belt loops, tugging me harder into her hips. I gladly obliged with more pressure; the friction was driving me mad. I had to have more or stop soon. I had to let her know what my intentions were so she could stop us before we went too far. It was too soon for us to sleep together.
It was a perfect moment, the sun just set, stars above us, now and then the sparkle of fireworks. But we were too young, we needed more memories first. “I want you, Izzy.” I expected her to release me and scoot out from under me to straighten her clothes. Instead she wrapped her legs up around my waist, her heat obvious despite our clothing, and whispered “Make love to me.”
I didn't know what I was doing. I slid my hand down her satin smooth leg to her shorts and then lifted my hips away to press against her lower stomach. Her hips arched high so that my hand was now cupping her cunt. My mouth swallowed her moan as my fingers stroked through the fabric. I moved them to her leg and slid up the space between pant and leg, my fingertips teasing the soft curls I felt outside of her underwear. I could feel that she was damp, enjoying our activities and it spurred me to do more. I withdrew and felt her pout against my mouth so I sucked on her lower lip and my hands went to her zipper. I flicked the snap open and lowered her zipper and then pulled her hips up to mine so I could pull her shorts down her legs.
I went back onto my knees above her and looked down. She was wearing navy and lime green striped briefs, the lime green bow and lace trim adding a sweet touch that made my mouth water at the thought of removing them. The underwear coupled with the halter that was down around her waist is the image that will stay in my heart forever. Izzy sat up and kissed my chest and the underside of my chin, and I felt her hands tentatively stroke my chest, causing me to shiver. When her hands reached my waistband I looked into her eyes questioningly. I saw no hesitation there so I covered her hands with my own and helped her with the belt and zipper. When she saw my swim trunks beneath she let out a frustrated cry, looking like a petulant child. I kissed her, chuckling against her mouth before gasping when she lowered both my jeans and my trunks, leaving me naked before her. I watched her, dumbfounded how this goddess could want me, as she pulled her own underwear down her legs and then reached for me. My hand went before me, pushing against her wet lips, gently tugging on her curls. Her legs spread beneath me as I stroked her. This was all new to me, all I knew was what I'd learned in class and from the few websites my brother and I had seen before Dad caught on and locked down our web access to anything not school related. My fingers found her opening and I gently slid one into her, the wetness making my cock twitch up against my stomach. Her hips arched into my hand, pushing me deeper.
I removed my finger and trailed it up to find her clit, knowing from books where it should be and then she gifted me with a strangled groan, biting her lip to stay quiet when I found the nub. I didn't know what I was doing but quickly found a rhythm she liked, stroking above the bundle itself, where the band of nerves ran, my fingers going back and forth across it quickly where the sensation wasn't too much. Izzy began panting and mewling. My second hand came down and I let those fingers trail down her slit and slide into her while I continued working her clit. Inside her muscles were beginning to clench in time with my movements and were taking my fingers deeper. Then her hips snapped against my arm and I felt her clamp down on my fingers and her body shook beneath me. My name escaped her lips in a breathy sigh when she relaxed. I felt a sense of pride that I'd been able to make her cum without any real direction. My own need was near explosive, I could feel my balls pulsing, needing a release.
“Oh god, how I love you, Izzy.” I laid down over her and kissed her gently. Izzy's hand went to my hip and was tracing circles with her nails against me. It tickled and I squirmed causing my cock to rub against her. We both gasped and she looked up at me, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
“Make love to me, please, I need more.” Her legs came up around me again, this time with no clothes between us, our bodies perfectly aligned.
“Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you.”
She didn't answer me, only lifted her body against mine, pushing us together. I reached down between our bodies and helped press the head against her opening and then returned my arms around her, gently thrusting in. The heat overwhelmed me. She was so tight and warm, and I only had the head in. I pushed in another inch and felt resistance. Of course she was a virgin, I knew that, but this made it all the more real. There was no going back if I pushed through. Her hands clawed at my shoulders, her eyes were on mine, encouraging me. I thrust more quickly, feeling her barrier tear and my movement buried me to the hilt. Several tears slid down her cheek from the discomfort. I kissed them away and did my best to hold still, giving her time to adjust. When her hands relaxed on me I slowly slid out partway and did my best at thrusting slowly back into her. This was where I belonged. Her body was made for me, we fit together perfectly. After a few slow thrusts she began to respond to my movement, meeting me halfway until our bodies came together quickly, thrust for thrust. I wanted her to cum again but I was smart enough to know that my first time, let alone her first time, was not going to be enough with just thrusting so I reached between us again and repeated the finger motions she had liked so much. Her whimpers of pain turned into those of pleasure.
The combination of me filling her and my fingers on her clit brought her over the edge and I felt her milk my cock as she bit down my shoulder. I went deeper into her and flooded her with my cum as I felt a pleasure that went beyond that which I could bring myself.
It wasn't until hours later at home that I realized we hadn't worn any protection and I doubted at her age and lack of sexual activity that she was on the pill. It worried me and I hoped to talk to her about things and let her know that I'd be there if anything happened. I walked to the drug store and bought a box of condoms, hiding them in the backpack I took to the beach each day, in case we found ourselves in the same position again. I wasn't ready to be a dad, not in the least, but I knew I loved her enough to be there if we had created a child our first time together.
I took my sister with me to the beach the next day to meet Izzy, hoping they could become good friends. When she didn't show up at the beach the rest of the weekend I decided she had just been after me for sex and did my best to forget about her, writing it off as at least I lost my virginity to someone so beautiful. It was only when I didn't see her the rest of the summer or even that school year I began to wonder if perhaps she hadn't gotten to stay after all and maybe she did care about me. My broken heart scabbed over and held onto the memories of us together. She would have gotten a hold of me somehow if we had any repercussions, no matter if she couldn't be here or had gone back to live with her mom again. So I waited. If Izzy wanted me, she knew how to find me. Forks wasn't that big of a city. Any of my friends would direct her to my house, I'd even told my brother the next summer when I went to camp and he stayed behind that he should give her my cell phone number if he met a girl named Izzy. She never showed up but I know she'll be eighteen soon. I have to hold out hope that she did love me and will come back to me. I love her still. There will never be another girl for me.

Lost and Found ch2: Sperm Donor

Chapter 2: Sperm Donor

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BPOV
“Heathcliff, look out the window, we're almost to Grandpa Charlie's. There's the airport below us.”
He knelt on his seat to see over the window ledge, excitement once again strongly featured on his face. The face of his father from eyes, to nose, even his full lips. I can only hope not to run into him here, I couldn't face him now. Not after he cheated on me the day after getting me pregnant. He never even gave me his last name, let alone his real first name so Jake could find him and let him know I was pregnant. If I find him or at least find out who he is I'm worried what Jake will do or worse that Emmett will find out.
“Bells I'm going to kill the son of a bitch that knocked you up and then left. Who the hell was he?” Something crashed against the wall or floor, Emmett's temper had gotten the best of him. Charlie had been disappointed but Emmett was pissed that someone had taken advantage of me. “Sis, at least give me his name so I can tell him what a sorry dipshit he is.”
“I can't, Emm. I had Jake look for him and I don't have his last name and it's his nickname that his friends use- he doesn't like his first name or something. Kinda hard to look in the yearbook by a nickname. Jake's keeping an eye on First Beach in case he comes back. I am not giving my baby up and do not want a future with the guy but I want to at least tell him he has a baby on the way. I owe him that much.” My voice broke on the last few words, tears finally streaming down. I had thought my tears were cried out when I told Renee the night before and she called Charlie. Emmett calling me today scared me. I didn't want to distract him from school, football was his only chance to get out of Forks and he needed to focus on the team. A sophomore already on the varsity team was a big deal.
“Isabella Swan, you owe that prick nothing! He took advantage of you. Hell, Bells, you are fourteen, you'll be fifteen in a few days, and you're going to be a mom. The only thing you've told us at all was that he was a year or two older. You're both too young for sex, you especially. What sort of high school experience can you have?”
“Mommy! So much green! Look look!” Heathcliff's exclamations brought me out of my daydream, reminding me of the here and now, not my pregnancy. The pregnancy had gone well, some issues with weight gain, not enough because I didn't want to eat at first; and they hospitalized me until after I had the ultrasound and saw my little boy for the first time. When the tech pointed out all his fingers and toes, his face on the screen, and then told me I was having a boy, I realized I had to be better and get myself ready to be a mom.
“Mama, plane goes down.” The plane had started to bank a turn for the descent. I patted the seat and when he sat down in the booster seat the stewardess had brought I buckled him in. He's too tall to sit in my lap comfortably anymore. I reached over and ruffled Heath's hair. He turned and wrinkled his nose at me, looking like a brunette version of his dad.
“Hey, wanna play? My team's short one and we could use a player?” I looked up from my book and saw a god made into teenage flesh before me. He was tall, already six feet, and appeared to be fifteen, maybe sixteen. His hair was lighter on the ends from the sun, his eyes sparkling a striking shade of green above pouting red lips. I must have been staring as he flashed a huge smile. “Like what you see, beautiful?” I blushed and stood up.
“My name's, Izzy, not beautiful. What game are you playing?”
My new god pointed towards the hammock pulled taught to make a volleyball net across the sand. His nose wrinkled up as he noticed I hadn't answered his question about liking him or not. His friends waved and he led me to the game, making introductions all the way around. We played until supper time and I had to head back to Billy's to go home with Dad. I made plans to see him again the next Friday and Saturday evenings here at the beach and he brushed his lips across mine in a sweet farewell. My first kiss.
He was the only man I've ever kissed. I let out a sigh. I'd finally gotten the cheater out of my head for a few weeks only to be inundated with memories before stepping foot in Forks. This was going to be a long year... One year and then I could get us our own apartment. Charlie had already agreed to watch Heath in the evenings the three days a week I'd be working, having gotten me a job at a place called Newton's. I would save every penny so that I could get us our own place. College could wait for three years until he's in school and then I'd have more time to work and save.
A sharp bounce on impact notified me we had set foot, or rather wheels, in Seattle and soon I'd have to meet my new step mother and sister. Charlie had not even told me he'd remarried until yesterday, springing it all on me. Apparently they'd had the house renovated, new rooms added on last year in hopes I'd come home eventually, three new bedrooms added, one for my new sister, one for me, and one for Heath, my old room becoming a guest room and Mary's at-home office when she had to bring work home with her. Alice had her own bathroom but I guess a dressing room or walk in closet connected our rooms and then I shared a connecting bathroom with Heath's nursery room. When I called this morning to confirm my flight number, I'd spoken to Alice and she let me know she'd be coming to get me since my dad had to work and Charlie had taken away Emmett's license after he was dumb enough to get caught drinking while underage.
When the plane stopped, I unbuckled Heath and grabbed my backpack and the diaper bag, ready to go face whatever Forks had to throw at me this time. We patiently waited until the rush had passed, I didn't want him to get overwhelmed or frightened. The doctors still weren't sure if he had autism or his reluctance to speak to anyone but me was just a reflection of his lack of consistent interaction with anyone but myself. Renee and Phil allowed me to home school while I was pregnant and she watched him during the day when I was in classes and then I had him all night, doing homework only after he'd gone to sleep. Phil made enough where I didn't have to work although I did more than my normal share of chores to help out around the house. I didn't go to dances or go out with friends; I didn't have any friends. Boys were only after sex, knowing I had a child and was single made them flock like sharks to blood, and the girls called me a slut and wouldn't talk to me otherwise. I only had sex once but it was enough to condemn me to a life of solitude. My grades were impeccable, I maintained straight A's despite being a single mom.
Walking down the concourse with Heath's hand in mine, he pushed closer whenever someone brushed against him. He wasn't happy with the outfit “Nama Neenee” forced him into and pulled at the sweater every few steps. Up ahead past the gate I could see several people milling around, waiting for their loved ones to run into their waiting arms, a tearful reunion. Yet another experience denied to me.
"Bella! Over here! "I'm Alice" I cringed. The peppy one that was bouncing. Out of all the family members waiting, I had to have the tiny hyper one that looked like a model. Someone up there hates me; I'm certain of it. I took another step towards her and Heath pulled on my hand, stopping me. His face was upturned, a slight note of fear in his eyes. I sunk down to sit on my heels.
“Mama. Too loud. Up please.” I couldn't deny him anything. So I lifted Heathcliff up to rest his weight on my hip in the timeless way of all mothers. I straightened my hair and then picked up the diaper bag before resuming our walk to Alice. She was bouncing in place, waiting for us. Time to get the introductions out of the way so I can get home and settled in. School starts in two days and I need to get Heath as used to the new way of things as I can. He's going to have to get used to a new home and a new daytime caregiver who he has never met before.
"Obviously I'm Bella, you're my new sister, right?" Her emphatic nod made her look like a bobble-head for a moment. "This is Heathcliff, most everyone just calls him Heath for short.” I prefer Heathcliff but it's too bizarre a name for my family so they've shortened it to Heath. In our tender moments I call him, my little gypsy boy. Mom and Phil certainly made us feel like gypsies with the traipsing after his teams. I could feel her eyes on me, taking in my clothes. I dress for comfort not fashion. I've got to have clothing Heath can grab a hold of, smear with peanut butter; clothes I can get dirty while playing outside with him. So I was wearing jeans, some layered shirts, and one of Emmett's old jackets he'd left in Phil's car after the last visit down. Standing here to talk was getting old and my bags and son weren't getting any lighter.
“Oh I'm sorry, Bella. Let me grab the bag for you.” Alice took the diaper bag from me and I saw her quickly take in all the pockets of snacks, toys, and books I'd packed for our trek. A mom travels prepared. I thanked her and we made our way to the car where Charlie had already installed the new car seat Phil had ordered and shipped to Charlie's house for me; a new Britax with a cow print matching the one that they had kept for any trips we made back home.
When we were walking, Heath had finally stopped being as shy and turned to look up at his new aunt and I heard her suck in her breath. He's such a beautiful little boy that I've gotten used to that reaction but she seemed almost angry for a moment before she composed herself. “Is everything okay, Alice? You look a little upset.”
“I'm fine. I just did not expect such bright green eyes from your and your dad's brown. I mean Emmett's are gray so you're mom's must be.” She was grasping at straws. I knew what she was trying to get at.
“Renee's are gray like my brother's. Heathcliff has his father's eyes as well as just about everything except his hair, that he got from me.” Here it comes. The million dollar question. The one question I won't answer to anyone. I don't want them to find him. I don't want him to be tied to me and Heath out of obligation.
“Charlie said you met the sperm donor here in Forks. Do I know him?” I choked, in shock from her wording. I'd never quite heard my son's parentage referred to in that manner. I looked over at Alice, her icy blue eyes shining with mirth. I murmured her terminology in disbelief. We both started laughing.
“No, I've had my friend looking for him the past two years and he's never found him so I think he moved out of town shortly after I left. It's for the best, I don't need to see him. Heath and I are fine without him.” We truly are. I'm a good mom, I've had years of taking care of Renee, he's actually easier than that now that we're working on potty training.
“Well, can you tell me what he was like? He must have been something special for you to be that smitten so fast. You don't seem to be the type to fall into a guy's bed for anything short of love and a promise of the future. Why don't we stop at Starbucks and you can tell me what you're willing. We're going to be living together and sisters, we might as well start the girl talk on a juicy note. I'll tell you about my boyfriend and you can tell me about the idiot that let you go. ” I smiled. This was the first time I felt hope at having a true friend.

Lost and Found ch 1

Chapter 1: A New Sister and Nephew

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APOV
"Emmett? Are you sure she is going to be okay with me picking her up? She's never met me and your dad just sprung it on her yesterday that she has a new step-mom and stepsister." He rolled his eyes at me and waved me on out the door mumbling about it's better this way.
Charlie was waiting down stairs for me, the keys to the station wagon my mom made him buy in his hand.
"Thank you, Alice, for doing this. I wasn't sure she'd want to come back here after what happened the last time but Renee thought it best for Bella to be here with Emmett and me, and with a new mom and sister who will have time to be here for her. I have everything set in the car for you so no worries. I hope she'll talk to us once she's home. There's so much she's still keeping to herself. I just want my daughter back. Maybe she'll open up to you or Mary where she won't to Renee, Emmett, or me about what happened in LaPush that weekend. I wish I could be there but I am needed down at the Station and Emmett's license is revoked until next month after his last stunt. Your mom should be home from the hospital by the time you get back from the airport, kiddo."
I still didn't know what was going on with Bella... She had a fling with a guy from here in Forks is what Jake told me. He didn't know who the guy was, only that Bella met him at the beach and then pined for him after she caught him cheating on her. He said anything else was her story to tell, sharing only that he helped calm her down after finding out and that her hug before leaving was a more final goodbye than anyone else realized. I knew from overhearing Charlie and my mom that she left a note for her dad and took a red eye flight to Phoenix and hasn't been back, making her father fly down there to see her or meeting in California. Emmett had taken the loss of his sister hard, he'd looked forward to her living with them for high school and actually having a chance to be a big brother for more than just holidays and summers together.
The drive to Seattle went quickly, I'd have been happier in my car but Mom won't let me drive the Porsche in town except for special occasions. Meeting my new sister is special isn't it? I mean, it's not every day you get a sister who is the same age as you to take under your wing and show the ropes. The gang will take to her pretty quickly seeing as she's Emmett's sister and now my sister as well. Rose will be wary of anyone that takes Emmett's time away from her but I think she'll bounce back quickly. Maybe having fresh blood in town will get Edward to leave the music room and stop being a recluse for a while. Bella already knows my boyfriend, I'll have to thank Charlie for introducing Jake and me.
I mean sure we look funny together, he's nearly two feet taller than I am, but he's fiery and keeps me on my toes. We're explosive together, in a good way. Hobby-wise we're quite different but it works out. He works on my car for me while I sit on the couch in his garage and sketch out clothing designs. Jake tolerates my shopping habits with a smile and says as long as he isn't footing the bill he'll do whatever I want when it comes to shopping as long as I promise to take him shopping at Vickie's when we're ready for that step. He's been Bella's best friend since childhood, the only one she kept in touch with outside of her forced visits with Charlie and Emmett the past two and a half years. Of my cousins, Edward's brother, Jasper, is off to college, a year a head of us like Emmett but Emmett chose to stay local at a community school until Rose had graduated and was off to college.
I already took the liberty of replacing Bella's wardrobe on my father's credit card. He'll never know if it was spent on me or not and I couldn't resist it after her mom sent her boxes ahead of her to make traveling easier. I'd unpacked everything into her room, well not everything, but her clothes I had to see. I kept a few basics that looked well worn but the rest had to go. I had Emmett carry it down to the car for me and I dropped it at the Goodwill in Port Angeles before going shopping. We'll worry about that when she notices. Until then, what she doesn't know won't make the drive home unbearable.
I walked as far as I could to her concourse, stopping just shy of the security stop and waited. I knew what she'd look like from the pictures of her around the house. A few inches taller than me, but still shorter than average, long boring brown hair and dark eyes. I was hoping she'd gain a tan from living in Phoenix but Charlie said her skin was as sun resistant as his, “my Washington blood overrides anything the sun can do” or something like that. I had a bag of welcome home gifts already wrapped on her bed, and was planning on having a girls' at home spa day with her and Rose as soon as we could arrange it. With all that she's been through I knew she'd need it.
I saw her walking out, a backpack on and a large duffel in one hand, a little boy's hand in the other. "Bella! Over here! "I'm Alice" I announced when they were closer. The little boy stopped and tugged on her hand, making her crouch down to his level, setting her bag onto the ground. He whispered a few words into her ear and she ruffled his hair before picking him up and settling him against her hip. Bella pushed her hair out of her face and picked up the bag before resuming her walk to me.
"Obviously, I'm Bella, you're my new sister, right?" I nodded and bounced in place. "This is Heathcliff, my mom just calls him Heath for short.”
His hair was a dark brown, his face turned into her arm. He was dressed like a child model, a pair of tan corduroys, dress shoes, a white long sleeved shirt and a pale blue and tan sweater vest. Sadly his mother did not clothe herself as well. Bella had on a pair of well worn jeans and a faded out band t shirt that was no longer legible over a long sleeved henley, topped with a too big for her denim jacket. If I didn't know better I'd think it was Jake's, or maybe even Emmett's based on the fit. Luckily I had been prepared by her wardrobe and didn't roll my eyes. I'd gotten it out of my system at home. She was bouncing lightly in spot, obviously struggling with everything.
“Oh I'm sorry, Bella. Let me grab the bag for you.” I took what up close was a huge diaper bag and could see kid-friendly snacks sticking out of each pocket as well as several books. She had sent his toys and clothes ahead as well but I'd left those for her to handle when she got in.
“Thank you, Alice. I don't have any checked luggage so we're good to go. Did Cha- my Dad install the car seat like he was going to?"
I nodded and assured her that he and Emmett took care of everything and even had driven to Seattle the week prior and had it checked for safety. Heath was finally getting used to me being near his mom and stopped hiding in her jacket. His face turned up towards mine, offering a dimpled smile. I took a good look at the toddler she held. He looked nothing like her except in hair color and face shape, a round cheeked heart structure. His lips were fuller, a deep blush across his cheeks and slight tan from growing up in Phoenix. However it was his eyes that captured my attention. Above a nose too straight and delicately boned to be from Charlie or Renee's stock, held the green eyes that I knew only one family in town had. One of the Cullen boys had some explaining to do, fast.
A/N part two:
Relationship and age breakdown:
Emmett (19) is Bella's brother.
Emmett is dating Rose(18) who is Jasper (19) and Edward's (just turned 18) sister- Rose is adopted and not blood-related to Edward and Jasper who are biologically half-brothers and adopted by the Cullens.
Alice (17) is dating Jake (16) . She will not end up with Jasper no matter what. Don't like it, don't read it, don't whine to me about it.
Heathcliff is Bella's son, age 2. Bella is 17, and turns 18 shortly into the story.