Hiiiii, it's been a longggg time but i'm back with a new fic. It's different to anything I've done previously so please bare with it and give me your opinions

Also this is totally complete and already typed. I didn't want to keep people waiting like I did with IBSY and so enjoy Please let me know what you think.

June 20th 1986

"Come on sweetheart, you can do it" Carlisle said to his heavily panting wife. And with one more big push, Esme Cullen brought her son into the world. The baby cried fiercely as the nurses wrapped him in a soft blue blanket, but as soon as he was handed to his mother and rested gently against her chest, he quietened and opened his startlingly green eyes to stare at his mother's face.

Esme gasped,

"His eyes! They're already so green!" She beamed at Carlisle before looking back at her son and placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. Tears of joy filled her eyes as Carlisle whispered,

"Just like yours. Well done baby" he leant down and captured Esme's lips in a firm kiss. He looked to his son and gently ran a finger across his chest and said,

"Welcome to the world Edward"

13th September 1986

"That's it Renee, nearly there." Charlie coaxed his ex-wife. Renee had announced that she wanted a divorce a mere 3 months earlier and had left their how leaving Charlie heartbroken. Then it was only two weeks later that she had announced to Charlie that when their baby was born she would be renouncing all parental rights and the baby would be Charlie's to look after, Renee had never been the maternal type, but still Charlie was shocked by the revelation. And though the thought of bringing a baby up alone scared the living daylights out of him, it was the little light on the horizon that helped Charlie to get through his divorce. And so as Renee gave a final unattractive grunt and brought their Daughter into the world, Charlie left Renee's side and followed the nurses who now held his reason for living. She was alert as she looked around, not crying at all simply panting hard. When she was swaddled in a pink blanket and handed to Charlie, he truly believed for the first time in 3 months that he would be just fine.

"My little Isabella, beautiful Bella" he whispered reverently and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

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