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"What A Day"

"You had no right to do this." Edward muttered, his arms crossed tight as he glared out the windshield.

Carlisle resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Edward had launched his assault the instant he got into the vehicle, and though almost thirty minutes had passed, he was showing no signs of giving up this pointless fight. As patient as Carlisle was, he couldn't shake his growing exasperation.

"Yes, so you've told me three times already." the elder vampire drily replied. "Honestly, son, we're just talking in circles now."

"Because like usual, you're not listening."

And there was Edward's favorite comeback when an argument wasn't going his way. It irked Carlisle on the best of days and generally signified the end of the conversation, at least as far as he was concerned. Edward was an intelligent boy and an eloquent speaker, but his quick temper sometimes made reasoning with the eternal sixteen year old next to impossible.

"I am listening, Edward, but even you can see that this is pointless." Carlisle spoke with practiced calm. "What's done is done. No amount of talking will change what has already been set in motion. At any rate, there are far more important matters to focus on."

Edward bristled at the blond man's dismissive tone. "Well, maybe turning people at random is inconsequential to you, Carlisle, but in my book it is an important matter."

"Eddie…" Alice quietly warned from the backseat.

"What? So you have a right to your opinion but I don't?" he snapped. "Okay, yeah, I see how it is. If Alice says it's all sunshine and roses we go along no questions asked, but anything Edward has to say is about as useful as a bucket with a hole in the bottom." blowing out a bitter huff, he rolled his black eyes. "You people are incredible…"

The rearview mirror showed the girl's pixie-like face darken into a glowering pout.

"I'm just trying to keep you from saying something you'll regret." she said, then added a mumbled, "Idiot…"

Edward, of course, heard this and growled. Carlisle had had enough.

"Son, I suggest you cool it. You've had your say, now give it a rest." the patriarch's voice was even yet firm. He did not take kindly to displays of aggression between his children, especially if the attitude was coming from his son. The bronze haired boy knew better.

Pressing his lips into a thin line, Edward scowled.

Finally, the trees gave way to the family's beautiful prairie style home. The lights from the windows were bright against the gloomy afternoon, the cloud cover above a dark and angry grey. Carlisle pulled up the driveway and into the garage. Hopping out of her seat before the engine even died, Alice rushed from the car and inside the house.

Weariness settled heavily upon the coven leader's shoulders. As the garage door descended and enveloped the place in darkness, Carlisle closed his eyes with a sigh, his head resting back while his right hand lingered on the steering wheel.

What a day this had turned out to be.

"C-Carlisle, we don't have a lot of time, so please just listen. There's a human boy hurt real bad in the woods. He fell from a cliff, but I don't know the exact place. You need to save him, Daddy. I've seen us together, him and me and all of us. He's meant to be a part of our family. He's…Daddy, he's my other half. Please, don't let me lose him…"

Alice's earlier phone call had come just as the vacationing doctor was settling down to a movie with his wife. Their home was surrounded by a pine forest which stretched on for miles in every direction, so it was an absolute miracle they managed to find the human in time. Carlisle hated to rush when it came to the matter of turning someone, but on this occasion there wasn't a moment to spare for deliberation. His body motionless upon the rocks, the human boy had already ceased to breathe.

Once the unconscious youth was settled inside the master bedroom, Carlisle left to pick Alice and Edward up from school. According to his fake records, Edward wasn't old enough to drive yet, much to the chagrin of the teen who loved speeding around in his precious Volvo. The family had been suffering through his most recent sullen spell for a week now. Considering this, it wasn't hard to understand his unreasonable attitude towards the day's events. Still, it didn't make said attitude any easier to bear. The mental strains of turning someone was bad enough without Edward's condemnation.

"You should have thought about that before you bit him."

Sighing, Carlisle opened his amber eyes to regard the mind reader. He had a habit of dressing in all black during his worst moods. The light blue v-neck sweater, buttoned white undershirt, and grey jeans he was currently wearing was the direct result of Alice and Esme's intervention.

"There wasn't any time for deliberation, Edward. He was practically dead when we got there." Carlisle patiently reminded the boy. "And you seem to be forgetting what Alice-"

"I know what Alice said." Edward interrupted. "But just because she can see the future, it doesn't make that future the right one."

Carlisle raised a dark eyebrow. "Perhaps not, but then what should I have done instead? Allow her soulmate to die? Really, son, if the roles were reversed and it was your girl I had to save, would you truly put up all this fuss?"

It was quiet for a long moment. Betraying no emotion but cool stubbornness, Edward kept his burning gaze straight ahead.

The three hundred year old father knew better than to hope for a sudden change in his son's heart. After all, this was not the first, second, or fifth time they had debated the subject of turning humans. However, if Carlisle could get the teen to consider the feelings of his sister, it might help mellow his attitude.

When it came to Alice and her happiness, Edward would do most anything.

He was not backing down easily today, though. Announcing he needed a hunt, the younger vampire took off without giving his father a chance to speak. Carlisle could only clench his jaw in irritation. A hundred years old and that boy had yet to outgrow the childish habit of running away to end conversations.