Hello All! Welcome to Chapter 1 of Carlisle's Mistake this story is complete and has 12 chapters, updates should be weekly unless something comes up. This story was inspired by Phoenixhp5t3's The Pastor's Son; all of her work I can highly recommend.

Summary: It's coming close to the end of Bella's newborn year and Bella is frustrated with her lack of independence. Carlisle hasn't been having an easy time either. What happens when tempers flare?

Warning: This story contains spanking; if that's not your thing don't read it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters in this story.

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Bella was frustrated, she was beyond frustrated actually; she was close to enraged. She hated being trapped in the house while the others got to go to school or in Dad's case work; even Mom left the house to take visits into town. Bella wasn't allowed though, heaven forbid the newborn dare do anything on her own.

Bella prided herself on her independence. Since she was a small child she had been the one taking care of Renee; she'd done the cooking, made sure the bills were paid, made sure the shopping was done and took care of all the house hold chores. Even with Charlie she'd taken care of him; he'd attempted to exert parental authority a couple times by grounding her, but really she'd not actually done anything truly wrong and so she just accepted it because she knew her time with Charlie was drawing to a close. Being forced to be so dependant upon others was incredibly frustrating for her.

Today was worse than usual because she'd snapped at Dad before he left for work. She'd snapped her teeth at him when he commented that she needed to hunt.

Flashback

Carlisle came downstairs, dressed and ready for work and saw Bella and Emmett arm wrestling on the coffee table. "Break that and you'll be dealing with your mother alone," Carlisle commented softly.

Emmett looked up and actually yelped in surprise as Bella slammed his hand down onto the pretty coffee table, smashing it. "Whoops, sorry Pops, we'll just… well I'll just pick up one after school," Emmett said sheepishly.

Bella growled at the table in frustration, she hated that she couldn't control her strength yet, she was going through clothes like there was no tomorrow. She had to ask Alice to dress her this morning since she'd destroyed so many items of clothing. Alice had tried to force her into something else, but Bella growled at her. Alice quickly changed her mind and give in.

Carlisle came over to Bella concerned and gently tilted his daughter's chin up so he could look in her eyes, they were getting dark and it was clear she'd gone a few days without hunting. "You need to hunt Baby Girl," Carlisle pointed out gently. "How about we go together tonight?" Carlisle suggested.

Bella growled and snapped her teeth at him, roughly pulling her face out of his grip. "I do not need to hunt, I am fine thank you," Bella snapped irritably.

Carlisle stood up to his full height and crossed his arms over his chest, clearly displeased. "Isabella Marie Cullen, you do not snap at me or talk to me with such disrespect. You are confined to your room for the day" Carlisle declared. "Be grateful this is all," Carlisle added. He didn't accept disrespect from any of his children – whether they were in their newborn years or not.

Bella let out another growl and stormed up to her room, muttering under her breath about stupid over controlling vampires with control issues.

Carlisle stared after his youngest daughter and pinched the bridge of his nose, he went to go follow her, but a hand on his arm stopped him. He looked down to see Esme with her hand on his arm looking at him pleadingly.

"Let me talk to our daughter. You go to work before you're late, Isabella will apologise to you when you get back," Esme decided firmly.

Carlisle softened and smiled down at his wife and kissed her head. "Of course Esme darling, if you think that is best," Carlisle agreed. He didn't particularly want to go to work and Esme knew it, there was a nurse at the hospital who had the hot's for him and did not care that he was very happily married with six teenage children.

Flashback over

Bella snarled again in frustration as she thought about when Mom had come up to speak to her. Everyone had gone to school and Dad was long gone at work, Mom had come up to try and talk to her. Bella hadn't been in the mood and using her newborn strength had shoved her Mom from her and Edward's room. Mom had told her then that she could stay in her room until she was ready to apologise and talk rationally – well Bella wasn't ready to apologise yet.

Anger coursed through her as she thought of what Dad would have to say about her manhandling his wife, she was sure he wouldn't be happy with her at all and that was putting it lightly. Bella couldn't understand herself why she was so frustrated with everything, she just wanted to get out of the house and be alone for an hour or so.

Esme choose then to return upstairs and to see if Bella was ready to be rational. She couldn't believe her precious daughter had the audacity to shove her from her room and was seriously debating not telling her husband, knowing he wouldn't react well at all. She knew however that she couldn't keep it from him and Bella would have to face the consequences. Esme hoped that giving Bella some time to think would help her see the error of her ways, get her to calm down, and be repentant; if she was calmer and apologised Esme would tell Carlisle she'd dealt with it. "Bella, are you ready to apologise and talk now?" Esme asked.

Bella hissed angrily. "I have nothing to apologise for! Just leave me ALONE!" Bella roared her fists colliding with the wall and leaving dents.

Esme jumped she honestly felt a little frightened. She'd never been left alone with Emmett and or Rosalie, Carlisle had always been around. This time Esme had argued that she was able to look after her daughter just fine and Carlisle need not miss work, she was thinking that might have been a mistake. "Okay Bella, I'm going to town, I want you to stay in your room and think about your actions," Esme insisted. Esme didn't stick around after that, instead fleeing down to the garage and hopping in her Audi, it had been a Christmas gift from Carlisle.

Bella roared again in frustration and started kicking and punching everything in the room lashing out at anything she could reach. She finally shattered the window and just took off out of it, in such a rage she didn't even think about what she was doing.

Bella ran through the forest surrounding her new home until she came across a bear, she attacked without thinking and drained it dry. She left the carcass on the floor and continued running blindly, not knowing where she was going or where she even was anymore.

Esme gave Bella two hours alone, she knew Bella wasn't supposed to be left alone, but really she thought some alone time would do Bella some good. She returned home to a quiet house so assumed she'd made the right call in allowing Bella alone time. She went up to her oldest son's and youngest daughter's room and knocked on the door. "Bella, Baby Girl, are you ready to talk and apologise to me now?" Esme asked softly. She waited for any kind of response and was surprised when she didn't get one. She opened the door slowly, wondering if Bella had slipped into the meditative state vampires could reach instead of sleep. What Esme saw shocked her, the room and everything in it was destroyed and there was definitely no Bella.

Esme immediately pulled out her cell phone and called Carlisle, he answered on the first ring. Esme didn't allow him to say anything before speaking herself. "Carlisle, Bella's gone and she's trashed her room. I'm sorry, she was so angry and wanted to be left alone, I thought alone time would be ok for her but I was wrong and I don't know where she is," Esme blurted out.

Carlisle smiled when he saw Esme calling him, she had obviously sensed his need for her and called him. His temper was at breaking point and he desperately needed to hear the calming voice of his mate. However what he did hear did not help his rapidly climbing temper. "What? Isabella has left the house alone? I'm coming home and I will bring her back to us and we will talk about this with her," Carlisle answered in a clipped tone.

Esme could only nod in relief. "Okay Carlisle, bring her home quickly, I'm so worried about her, I'm so sorry." Esme felt awful about leaving Bella on her own and allowing her to go missing like this.

Carlisle didn't have the patience or state of mind he usually had to calm his wife, he was far too angry with his youngest and newest child. "I'll be back as soon as I find her." Carlisle ended the call and excused himself from work. His eyes were as black as pitch as he made his way to his car and drove home. He didn't call out to his wife to reassure her when he got home, he simply took off into the forest and searched for his child's scent.

It didn't take too long for Carlisle to catch the scent of his daughter and he was grateful she seemed to be running in a mostly straight direction; it would make it easier to find her. He chased after the scent running as fast as he could. Due to his age, experience and the fact he himself changed Bella he was both faster and stronger than his daughter, he was faster and stronger than all his created children.

It took a while but eventually Carlisle could hear the soft footfalls of his daughter. She'd hunted a lot along the way, leaving the carcasses where she dropped them: thankfully there were no humans – just animals – but with the state she was in that really was nothing more than pure luck. Her hunting had slowed her down though and Carlisle finally saw her. "Isabella Marie Cullen. Stop right now!" Carlisle ordered.

Bella fought momentarily against the urge to obey, he was her father, her creator, and now she had fed and was slightly more rational her instincts were telling her to obey. She wasn't completely rational by any stretch, she was still feeling waves upon waves of undiluted fury, but she knew eventually she'd have to return home – she couldn't leave Edward. She heaved a sigh but came to an unwilling stop. "What Carlisle?" Bella demanded.

Carlisle was a little stung by Bella calling him by his name. Since the Volterra incident Bella had been very much part of the family and, like the rest of the children, had been referring to him and Esme as Dad and Mom. He ignored the sting though and levelled his errant child with a disappointed look. "Do you plan on coming home, or are you going to run forever?" Carlisle asked.

Bella hissed and stomped her foot irritated. "I just wanted some time alone. But fine I'll return to the prison you call your home," Bella snapped. With that she took off back the direction she had come, shoulder barging past her Dad.

Carlisle pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath so he did not murder his child like he felt very much like doing. He hoped she did not push him when they got home or he'd have to step out before dealing with her; he didn't think that would be ideal as he thought they needed to deal with running off immediately. Carlisle followed after a minute and made sure to keep just out of arms reach of his daughter, afraid that if she said anything he would be tempted to swat her and he had vowed to each of his children never to raise a hand to them in anger… he was definitely angry now.

Bella arrived home first and swung the door nearly off it's hinges in her anger. She stormed into the house and immediately found herself caught in some vice like arms, she thrashed about. "Get off me!" she roared. She didn't think she just reached down and bit the arms holding her, pumping in as much of her foreign venom as she could.

Esme had been waiting – not very patiently – for the return of her husband and daughter. She'd heard when his car had pulled up and knew that he'd immediately taken off to chase after their daughter's scent. It had taken much longer than she'd anticipated for her to be able to hear the returning footfalls of her mate and child. As soon as her baby girl was in the house she'd wrapped her up in her arms – as she would any of her other children. This proved to be a mistake however when Bella roared at her and as she was letting go Bella bit her, hard. "Ah! Bella," Esme cried out in pain. She wrenched her arm from Bella's grip and stared at her daughter in horror, clutching her arm to her chest.

All this happened in the seconds it took Carlisle to follow inside. He saw Bella bite his precious mate and his world became tinged with red.

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There you go, Chapter 1 of Carlisle's Mistake. Let me know what you thought.