Hello awesome readers/reviewers/authors of FanFiction alike!

I would like to announce that this is a sequel of another author's previous story. Her name is Kitty Curtis and her story for this sequel is called Chicago Twilight.

I believe the reason she felt like she couldn't write a sequel for this story is because she didn't have the time to do so. And, she asked anyone who would like to write the sequel, and after some talking to each other, I got the job – which I'm extremely excited about! :D

Of course, my mind is a little scattered/lost on what to write here for the sequel. I have to talk to Kitty Curtis first and see what we can come up with together – or however this collaboration writing works.

I just know that it'll most likely first be about Carlisle and Esme maybe, since in her story Chicago Twilight, she last left it off with Carlisle transforming Esme, and with Edward and Bella leaving since they didn't want to deal with the transforming.

I'll try my absolute best with writing this sequel for all of you; of course, with the help of Kitty Curtis, that shouldn't be too hard, seeing as she is an amazing writer. :)

I don't know if there really will be a full summary; I can just tell you that it's about the Cullen family growing, what with dealing with newborns and other dramas and/or hilarities.

So, let's begin!

(Possible TEMP Title – probably might change it if we can't come up with something else!)

By the way; I'll be looking up certain years when the future Cullens – Esme, Rosalie, Emmett, Alice and Jasper – will be appearing. Some might be off the real and actual times, others will be right on the dot. If I can't seem to find the actual time they joined the family, then I'll make up a time.

Familial Ties – Sequel to Chicago Twilight

Chapter ONE

Bella's POV

1921

(Three days later; picking up where Chicago Twilight left off)

Three days have passed. Edward and I haven't returned to Carlisle and our newest member, Esme Platt as Edward had told me her name. Neither of us knew what was happening back at the cottage we had bought, and neither of us was sure when to make our appearance again. We were afraid how Esme would react to her new life, really. It's never the right thing to get a newborn vampire angry at you; especially since its strength is likely twenty times your own.

But, when we felt the sadness of missing our leader start to get to us, we turned around and began running back home. We were ready to face our new member and any possible wrath that may come. We just hope she'll accept her new life and what not.

The cottage – our home – came into view. Everything looked untouched and not out of place. "Carlisle is in the living room. Esme is in one of the bedrooms upstairs. Carlisle is telling us not to disturb her for a bit, that we should give her some time alone to think." Edward whispered to me when we had slowed down to a leisurely walk. I nodded and looped my arm through his inviting one, and with that, we entered our home once again.

Carlisle was pacing across the living room when we entered, and it seemed his expression was thoughtful yet regretful at the same time. "He regrets damning Esme to this life." Edward whispered to me, nodding his head towards Carlisle. "Carlisle," I began, immediately gaining his attention and ceasing his pacing. "I know that you had to do this. I can tell you care about Esme. I know that you had to save her." I murmured briefly, giving him an encouraging smile.

Surprising me, he didn't smile back. "I shouldn't have done this to her though. She was trying to kill herself; she didn't want to live anymore." He muttered anguished, hanging his blond head. A door opened from upstairs, causing our conversation to end. Esme then walked down the stairs, wearing a dress of mine that suited her greatly.

She nodded her head silently towards Edward and I, then completely ignoring Carlisle, Esme walked towards the piano and sat down on the bench staring at the keys. "Carlisle, just talk to her." Edward hissed, scowling at Carlisle's dejected expression.

"I can't talk to a woman like Esme. Besides Bella, I've never really talked to a woman before!" he hissed angrily back him; if he had the ability to blush right now, then he would be redder than a blooming rose in spring.

"Just start off with something like the weather maybe; I don't know." Edward hissed back, shaking his head. "If she's willing to comply, ask her about her past, or ask her how her life has been going." I suggested. Thankfully, Esme wasn't listening in on our conversation – either that or she decided to ignore all of it – because she was still simply staring at the keys.

"Alright, I'll try to see if I can talk to her. And, I'm leaving it up to her if she would like to stay with us or if she would like to leave. I simply don't want to force her into our family." Carlisle explained quietly, sighing deeply.

"We'll leave you two alone while we go upstairs." Edward told him, nodding his head before he turned us around and we headed upstairs. The last sight I had of Carlisle was of him walking somewhat briskly over towards Esme at the piano. I looked up and stared the hallway when they were out of sight, while Edward continued leading us to our bedroom in the home.

Edward and I sat down onto our queen sized bed. We decided to stay still and quiet in high hopes of hearing their conversation; though we weren't much listeners of gossip, we were very curious as to how Carlisle would approach explaining Esme's new life. "How do you think she'll react when she finds out what she is?" I asked Edward in a hushed and quick whisper.

"I don't know. Right now, her mind is scattered, completely and utterly confused as to how she lived from her fall." Edward explained, shrugging his broad shoulders minutely. "So, what should we do while Carlisle explains to Esme?" I asked him, seeing him think for a few seconds before a smirk spread across his face.

"Well, I have a few ideas…" Edward trailed off huskily, crawling over to me, causing me to fall back upon the bedspread while he hovered over me. "You have to be the most one track minded vampire I ever know, my dear Edward." I murmured around his lips once he had kissed me, giggling lightly. "Can you blame me, my love?" he asked sarcastically back, simply distracting me when I felt his hands begin to roam down my body.

"Well, before you can go any further," I began, reluctantly pushing him off of me, where he pouted adorably at me. "I can't let you have your way with me because of Carlisle and Esme. I don't think it's a great first impression to hear your son and daughter making certain noises." I teased, barking out a laugh.

"If Esme decides to join the family, she's going to have to get used to it." Edward mumbled, shaking his head but still smiling. "Now that's a big "If", Edward." I whispered. "For now, how about we listen to see how this goes?" I suggested, scooting over towards Edward, where he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder.

"Alright, my love." Edward complied, kissing my neck softly.

Okay, now I know that this beginning is awfully short, but what I'm thinking is that maybe the explaining should be put in a separate chapter.

I hope that this beginning isn't too horrible for anyone.

Please review if you liked the beginning; that way, it might motivate me to hurry up on updating the next chapter.

Bye for now,

~*Lady Lily of Darkness & Kitty Curtis*~

(To my Beta Reader - catcat6565: I hope you won't be mad at me for posting this without you seeing it first. But, since your wrist is hurting and I thought that I would give you a break from sending over anymore new chapters, I could just post this on my own. I hope your surgery - if you are going through with it - goes well without a hitch!)