So, I originally was going to try my hand at the sex scene, but I changed my mind, but I still wanted to give you guys a peek at the night Charlie was conceived, plus several reviews wanted to have them meet Charlie, I guess I posted the wrong version and on some level I really wanted to write the family bonding in Edward's POV, so here it is, a sorta lemon and Edward reflecting on his family.

The pounding at the door to my one bedroom apartment was insistent at, I glanced at my bed side clock, ten that night and I wondered who in the world would be beating down my door when my friends and family knew that I was studying hard to mid-terms this week.

"Coming," I yelled as I shifted the books from the bed to my desk and went to open the door. "Bella?"

There, standing in my doorway was my best friends little sister. I had watched Bella Swan grow up from a baby, which I had held her when she was just hours old, to a toddler, I'd been there for her first steps and since her parents weren't around, my best friend, Jasper and her brother, pushed her down, just so that her parents could see the little girl walk for the first time.

Bella ended up not walking on her own again for almost a month and when she finally clambered to her feet, she glanced warily at Jasper, before looking at me, I gave her a reassuring smile and she waddled straight to her mother, her father looking on with a video camera. That was the day that I first saw Bella Swan's patented 'I hate my big brother' look, one that I have seen often since the pushing incident.

I was unsure of what had brought her to my door step at ten that night, but I knew it was bad, she was crying and I had rarely seen her cry. She is strong and independent, it comes from being raised with so much testosterone in her life, between her older brother and I to her father and then step-father and now little brother who just turned nine months, Bella had to be able to hold her own.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I scooped the girl that I considered my little sister up into my arms.

"I'm leaving," Bella rasped out, her chest heaving and she cried into my shoulder.

I've always seen Bella as my little sister, but on this night, things changed. There she was, in her normal ensemble of jeans a t-shirt covered by a University of Arizona hoodie she had stolen from me and her Converses, with her mahogany locks falling down her back.

That's when things got uncomfortable. I hadn't been able to get my dick hard in nearly the six months since finding Tanya and Royce on my good leather sofa, fucking hard core, but now as I see the young woman who has always been a little sister to me, holding me for dear life, crying into my white U of A t-shirt, my dick becomes traitorous and hardens.

I pull Bella back, and shift my hardening member, trying to hide the fact that I was suddenly attracted to the girl who I'd known her entire life. I slid my arm down to her lower back and led her over to the couch, together we set down and I slung my arm over her shoulder, pulling her close.

"Why are you leaving? Going to visit a college?"

"No, Phil got signed to a team, he, mom and Vince are moving to Florida," she cried. "I'm moving to Charlie's."

"Your fathers?"

"Yea, I told your parents and they are already in the planning stages of moving up there."

My own parents were moving and had yet to tell me? This was weird.

"I told them not to tell you," she sighed, the tears finally coming to an end. "I needed to be the one to tell you, I just couldn't. Even Jazz doesn't know."

This was really bad if her own brother hadn't found out yet, she told him everything, well almost every thing, he didn't get the down low on the jerks she dated, who only used her to get to her best friend Rosalie Hale.

"Does Rose know?" I asked, hoping that I was the first she had come running to.

She nodded, "I talked to her as soon as the thought entered my mind."

Why did I feel like she didn't care about me when she hadn't come running to me first, I get that Rosalie was her best friend, but I was her adopted brother. I was the one she always came running to, but with my feelings tonight as I held her in my arms, I realized that she was no longer the girl I had grown up loving, she was now a young woman that had grown up with out me even realizing it.

She had to make a choice that would pull her away from her best friends and her adopted family here in Arizona and take her to a place that she's rarely been and she was being so mature about it. I wondered when this had all happened.

"When?" I asked, a pleading in my voice as I questioned.

"My flight is at six tomorrow night," she said, releasing her hold on my shirt and looking up at me though her long black lashes, I could see just a small amount of mascara that had run off them during her crying and I used the pad of my thumb to wipe away the tears that were left over. "I didn't want you to think I was just gone, I had to say good bye."

"I'll be there tomorrow," I promised.

She shook her head. "No, you won't, I don't want you there, if you and Jazz show up, I won't go and I have to go."

I nodded and noticed fresh tears falling from her beautiful brown eyes and I didn't stop to think of the implications and I leaned down and kissed the tears away from her cheek, my hand finding it's way to her neck and my lips finding their way to hers.

They were soft and fit mine just perfect as I kissed her. I didn't think of the consequences as we kissed, nor the fact that her hand was slowly sliding up my thigh to find my now very hard dick.

My hand tangled in her hair as my other moved up her jean covered thigh and grabbed her hip, pulling her on top of me, her hair that wasn't in my grasp creating a curtain between us and the real world.

I ground into her and she moaned, flipping her hair back as she exposed her neck to me and I latched on, sucking.

Her fingers worked quickly at the button on my fly and had I been in my right mind, I would have pulled her away, but I was drawn in by her new found beauty as I pulled away and took both the hoodie and t-shirt off her in one swift move, exposing her bra covered chest to me.

My lips found their own way back to her skin, her collar bone this time and I groaned as she ground into me, trying to find much needed friction to sooth the beast that was being unleashed.

I knew that I didn't want to take her for the first time on my couch, so I stood up, and carried her to my bed room, setting her on her feet as I let my jeans drop to the floor, my cock sprung free, hitting my belly.

"Wow," she muttered.

"Babe, once I start," I gulped.

"Don't stop," she whispered, she laid down, unbuttoning her pants and beckoning me to pull the tight fitting jeans down her sexy, long legs.

Which is just what I did, gulping as each inch revealed the sexy legs that lie below.

My heart lurched forward and I knew I was a goner!

I slowly shifted my almost five hour old daughter, Charlie in my arms as she stirred, rooting around, trying to find a place to latch on.

"No, sweetheart," I reprimanded lightly, smiling down at her and seeing so many of Bella's wonderful features in our daughter.

Charlie had blue eyes, like her mother when she was born, but I hoped and prayed that they changed to brown, the curl of her hair, inherited from her mother as well, as well as her name sake, Charlie Swan, who had been killed in action.

Though my daughter did get my hair color and probably the wildness of it as well.

Charlie continued rooting, I was sure she was hungry, but my wife had just fallen asleep and I knew that after labor, which I had missed because I was in Seattle with my parents, Bella needed a few hours of sleep.

I would have to have her pump at home so I could feed Charlie in the middle of the nights, I wasn't going to be that type of father who refused to get up and deal with their kid. I had seen it so many times in my life, as a teacher. I would be a father who could and would do everything possible, even if it upset my wife, I would never stop making time and thanking God for bringing them both into my life.

"Mommy's asleep, sweetheart, you get big, bad daddy," I chuckled at my daughter, who's eyes peered up at me, tears starting to form. "You already have me wrapped around your tiny finger. This won't be good down the road."

"No," I heard Bella laugh quietly. "It means I'll always be the bad guy and you'll always be the good guy."

"How long have you been awake?"

"Long enough to know you were deep in thought about something," she smiled at me, making me wonder if she knew what I had been thinking of.

"Yea, the night we created our tiny miracle. Have I told you how much I love you?"

"I could hear it again," she said, her arms starting to reach out to Charlie and I stood up carefully to help adjust our little girl in Bella's arms.

"I love you so much, Isabella Cullen," I said, dropping a kiss on my wonderful wife's lips, smiling into it, letting her know what she meant to me though the kiss.

"I love you, too," Bella smiled up at me, her eyes misty with unshed tears. "I'm sorry, for the letter."

I grabbed my wallet out of my back pocket and pulled out the letter, "this?" I asked.

She nodded as I handed it to her.

Dear Edward, by the time you wake and read this, I will be long gone… gone to a new life. Last night was amazing and I didn't want to leave, but I knew I had to. I wish I could stay with you and Jasper, but now, after this, I know that I can't. Be happy! Love ~B

Bella began to crumple the faded and worn paper, but I snatched it away.

"To show Charlie someday, that even though I wasn't around for her time in mommy's belly, we did love each other," I smiled down at my wife and our daughter sucked happily. "You both are my world now."

"And anymore that come," Bella smiled as my eyebrows shot to my hairline.

"If we are blessed," I muttered, putting my hand lightly on Charlie's head and grabbing my wife's hand with my other. "When we are blessed with another."