School...while I wait on getting a new computer I have decided to start a new story, on my phone, while my other story is trapped in my hard drive. Updates on this one will be slow coming as I am doing the typing on a very small phone screen.

I have NOT under any circumstances abandoned my other incomplete stories and will finish them as soon as I get the files off my hard drive.

Disclaimer: SM owns the story, movie, and all rights I am just playing with them.

Please keep an open mind when reading this story as I stretch our everyday laws to my will to make this story work.

CHAPTER 1

August 1, 2012

Introducing Bella

Feeling the warm water beating down on skin caused me to heave a huge sigh before tipping my head under the water allowing the water to wash away the sweat I had worked up during my two mile run as the sun lot up the sky over my property. I owed a whopping 25 acres in Nowhere, Kansas better known as Independence, Kansas that was the home of "A Helping Hand". "A Helping Hand" was a sanctuary for all, animals and kids alike. I currently housed 9 dogs, 4 cats, 7 horses, 5 calves, 12 goats, 28 chickens, 4 ducks, and 6 ½ kids. Though being a foster parent and ranch owner were not my day job they brought me immense joy. I was a screenwriter for a nationally known soap opera but it was not something I advertised to the locals.

"Bella, you up?" Riley, the 17 year old troubled young man that had lived with me for the last 3 months called from the other side of my closed bedroom door.

Wrapping a towel around my body I headed back into my bedroom. "I'm up, Riley. How about everybody else?" I asked as I tugged a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt from my closet to wear for the day.

"Bree is getting Janey up now and the boys are already working on collecting the eggs for the day." He called out before rapping softly on the door as I heard his boots walk away from the door. Sighing heavily I quickly got dressed before heading to the kitchen to start breakfast.

I was just pouring the pancake batter onto the griddle when brothers, Aro, Caius, and Marcus walked in the back door with a basket full of eggs and smiles on their faces. "Blueberry pancakes?" Marcus asked eagerly as he began washing the eggs they collected off.

"Is that what you boys want this morning?" I asked with a smile.

Marcus nodded while Caius cringed and Are shrugged in indifference. "What's wrong, Caius?" I asked because I never made them eat something they didn't like. Considering the circumstances they came to me under food was a touchy subject with them.

"Last time we had blueberry pancakes Bree nearly threw up at the table." He said with another cringe and a handshake.

I couldn't help but chuckle at him because he wasn't lying but that was to be expected since she was 4 months pregnant with hers and Riley's baby. "She can't help it right now, boys. Now do you want blueberries in your pancakes?" I asked them as I flipped Bree's plain one onto her plate.

"Yes, please." All three of them said before racing out of the room down the hall. Thankfully the smell of the blueberries didn't set Bree off this morning so breakfast was loud and boisterous which is to be expected with 6 kids and 4 adults sitting around my large dining room table. I had 3 guys helping me out with the heavy lifting that this place required. It worked out well for all of us. The boys had some good male influence while I had some men around for all the heavy lifting that was required for running my unique ranch. Sam was the head ranch hand and had been with me the longest, he came to me when he was 16 years old and was now about to enter into his senior year of college. Seth came to work for me 3 years ago when he was 15 and running from an alcoholic and abusive father. Embry was a friend of Sam and Seth's that needed a job that would work around his class schedule and came to work at the ranch almost a year ago.

"Janey, since u slept in a bit this morning please go feed the cats and dogs before helping in the garden." I told the tiny 13 year old girl that had come to me fifteen months ago after stabbing her stepfather after he tried to rape her. I typically didn't take in any children under the age of 13 but she had been my one exception to date.

Her blonde hair bobbed around her head as she nodded before placing her dirty dishes in the sink and skipping out the back door. I left the kitchen cleanup to Bree as I slipped out the backdoor heading for the garden that helped feed all of us.

Introducing Edward

Slipping my duffel bag over my shoulder I headed for the helipad that was at the top of the offshore oil rig I had worked on for the past 8 years. "What you got planned for your shore days?" fellow rig mate Jasper asked as he fell into step beside me.

"I'm sure it will start with a blow up with Lauren when I go get the kids." I told him because it bywas the same thing every 14 days when I went to get my 16 month old twins from their mother. Elli Gracelyn and Elijah Michael had quickly became my reason for existing while their mother was a painful reminder to why I would never drink again for the rest of my life.

I had met Lauren when I was out celebrating a promotion at work with Jasper and another deck mate Emmett. It was intended to end after the quick romp in the back alley but that had changed when she tracked me down three months after that night with a positive pregnancy test in her clutches. Knowing how she had acted that night I instantly demanded a paternity test which ended up proving that my condom had failed. It has been hell ever since but I had to deal with her because of my kids. "Sucks to be you, dude. Think you can get away for at least one night to hang with us guys?" Emmett asked as he joined us on the helipad.

"I don't know, Em. I'll see if my mom and dad want some time with their precious grandchildren." I told him as we watched the helicopter get closer to the rig.

He clapped me on the shoulder as the whipping of the wind drowned out any possibility of talking. We chatted playfully on the entire 45 minute flight to our home base before going our separate ways. Emmett lived in Lafayette, Louisiana with his wife of ten months Rosalie. Jasper lived in Galveston, Texas with his college sweetheart Alice and their three dogs. I lived in Beaumont, Texas which was about half way between both of them and the mutual meeting up area when we did get together. While I paid the mortgage at the house I bought for Lauren and my kids I was relegated to living in the apartment above my parents garage. It actually worked out better than I thought because I didn't have to worry about my apartment while I was off shore for 2 weeks at a time. I couldn't help but smile as I walked into my apartment that had been home for the past year and a half. Sitting on the counter was a foil wrapped plate and a six pack of Dr. Pepper's. "Thanks, Ma." I muttered as I dropped my duffel bag onto the floor beside the door.

I slipped the cokes into the fridge while I slid the plate into the microwave. After a quick meal of my mom's homemade enchiladas, a tall glass of Dr. Pepper, and a shower I headed back downstairs to go get my munchkins for the next two weeks.

Pulling into the driveway of the house that I purchased when the twins were just 2 days old caused me to sigh and shake my head. The yard was immaculate with no indication that two rambunctious 16 month old toddlers lived inside. I knocked on the front door before walking on in. What I saw pissed me off to no end. The house was nasty. "Elli! Elijah!" I called out as I stood on the threshold surveying the mess and nastiness that covered the floor and every surface within sight. " LAUREN!" I screamed out as I headed for the bedroom I had set up for my babies when I found out they were coming home.

I heard hushed voices and some stumbling around coming from the direction of the master bedroom as I walked past it and into the nursery. The sight before me disgusted me. My baby boy sat on the floor that was littered with dirty diapers, empty soured bottles, and toys. My precious baby girl sat crying in her crib with snot running down her chin and tears pouring down her red cheeks. Quickly scooping my baby girl into my arms before scooping Elijah onto the other hip I walked to the closed master bedroom door. I kicked open the door only to catch Lauren struggling to wipe off a mirror while half naked. " Is this what my child support pays for, Lauren?" I said with a glare in her direction. " "Drugs and neglect of our children?" I asked before walking out of the room and out of the house with my babies clinging to my shirt in their soiled diapers and nothing else.