Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. I don't own the characters. Stephanie Meyers does.

Summary: Edward Cullen has just lost his mother and step-father. Now he has to live with a father who didn't want him and his family. Watch as he copes with losing his family. Living with the man who willingly gave him up. Dealing with the his father's wife who made it her mission to fit him in there family. Alice and Emmett. And falling in love with a blonde haired blue-eyed boy, Jasper Hale.

Carlisle Cullen smiles as he looks at his family. They were all in the dining room having dinner. He looked at his beautiful brown haired wife, Esme Cullen, talking to their fifteen year old daughter, Alice Cullen, about the latest fashion trends. He watched as their son, Emmett Cullen, wolf down his food like it's the last thing he'll ever eat again. This was his family. His beautiful family.

Carlisle grabs Esme's hand and squeezes it. She looks at him briefly, smiles softly and then turns back to Alice to continue talking. He sighs happily and continues to eat the delicious meat loaf his wife made.

Then right in the middle of dinner the phone rings. No one gets up to answer it. Dinner time was the Cullen family time. No one was allowed to pick up the phone during dinner. It was a rule.

After a few rings the Cullen's pause to see if someone was going to leave a voicemail. Carlisle stopped breathing when a woman started speaking. His face turns paler than it already was. He could feel the eyes of his family on him looking at him with wide shocked eyes.

"Hello Mr. Carlisle Cullen," the woman on the phone says. "My name is Pattie Sinclair. I'm a social worker from Chicago. I am calling to let you know that we have your son Edward Cullen in custody. We're sorry to inform you but Elizabeth Masen and her husband has died..."

To say Esme Cullen was shocked would be an understatement. Her husband had another son? Why hadn't she known that. They've been together a long time. Shouldn't she have known this? Why hasn't she ever met this Edward Cullen? Esme looks at her husband who went to pick up the phone after the social worker said that Elizabeth Masen and her husband had died. Through the shock Esme couldn't help but feel sad for the boy who's just lost his family.

Esme looks at her two beautiful children. They looked shocked. They should be. They have a brother they never knew about.

Esme can't sit still so she gets up to clear the table. She needs to take her mind off the fact that her husband has another child. How old was Edward? Did Carlisle cheat on her? She picks up the plates and bring them in the kitchen. She sets them in the sink but can't bring herself to wash them. She leans against the the counter and puts her face in her hands.

Esme heres Carlisle hang up the phone. "Esme," Carlisle calls quietly. "Can you please come here?" Esme wipes her face and walks back into there dining room. She sits back down without looking at Carlisle. All is quiet. "I know this is coming as a shock."

Esme let's out a humorless laugh. "A shock?" She turns her face to look at the man she loves. "Carlisle that is the understatement of the century! You have another son! A son that you obviously knew about! Why haven't you told us? Did you cheat on me?"

Carlisle's eyes widen in shock. "No Esme of course not! How could you think I would do such a thing like that?"

"How could you keep something like having another son a secret from me?" Esme shoots back.

Carlisle let's out a tired sigh. He looks at his children. They're looking at him differently. Do they think he cheated on their mother?

"Elizabeth Masen," Carlisle begins. "Well when I met her name was Elizabeth Scott. I met her at a club. It was a one night stand. I was drunk and so was she. The morning after we... you know she left and I thought that was the last time I would see her. But a couple of weeks later she tracked me down and told me she was pregnant. I was shocked. I asked her if she was sure it was my baby. She told me when we had sex she was a virgin. I believed her. Elizabeth was a sweet woman.

"I didn't want to be one of those guys. The one that abadons their kids. So I asked Elizabeth to marry me. Even though I didn't even know her. She said no. She said I didn't have to be in the baby's life but she needed help taking care of it. She didn't want to abort he pregnancy. I wanted to walk away. I did. But I just couldn't. So for five months I took care of her." Carlisle looks Esme in her eyes. "Then I met you. You amazed me. I was fascinated by you. You had just suffered a miscarriage and a divorce. Then you took in your sister's son after she and her husband died, Emmett. For those four months before she gave birth I started falling in love with you and I loved Emmett too.

"So I did something so selfish. Something so very selfish that it still haunts me. I talked to Elizabeth and told her I wanted nothing to do with the baby. I told her that I would pay child support to help support the baby." Esme eyes are brimming with tears. Her kind, compassionate husband did that? Her Carlisle? If Carlisle wasn't the one telling her this it would be hard to believe. Hell it was hard to believe now. "I wasn't that cruel though. I was there when she gave birth to him. I held him in my arms. She asked me to sign the birth certificate. I couldn't say no even if I wanted to. She looked at me with such sad eyes."

"How could you do that dad?" Emmett speaks up. Carlisle looks at his intimidating son who was nothing more than a teddy bear.

"You and your mother had been through enough. i didn't want to add my baggage to your life. I wanted to give you two the world." Carlisle looks at Alice who's silently crying. Esme was quiet. In her own thoughts. Just when you knew a person something like this has to happen.

"Go upstairs," Esme whispers. Emmett gets up immediately. He doesn't spare his dad a glance as he walks over to kiss his moms forehead and help his sister out of her seat and up the stairs. They stay quiet for a moment.

"Esme?" Carlisle whispers, breaking the silence.

"So you left your son behind because of me. You left him to grow up without a father? To grow up feeling unwanted? To grow up feeling second best because you thought I couldn't handle it?" Carlisle drops his head in shame. Carlisle knew one day this might happen. Carlisle hated himself for leaving his son behind like he was unwanted. And to tell the truth he kind of was.

"I'm sorry Esme. I'm so sorry."

"I'm not the one you should apologize to."

Carlisle nods his head. He lifts his head a little to look at his wife. She looked so sad. But even if she was sad he had to ask. He had to ask if Edward could live here. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he knowingly let Edward go into foster care. "I know this is a bad situation. I know I've done wrong by him. But I can make it right. Can he come live witth us Esme? Please? I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I knowingly let him go into foster care."

"Of course he can come live here Carlisle. It's the least we can do. The poor boy just lost his family." Carlisle let's out a relieved sigh.

"I have to fly to Chicago to sign some papers and help him pack." Esme nods and stands up from her seat. "I'm booking a flight tonight for tomorrow afternoon." Esme nods again.

"Your sleeping on the couch tonight." She says. Carlisle winces even though he knew this was coming. "And while your down here clean up the dining room and kitchen please." Then she walks upstairs leaving Carlisle by himself.

So how was it? Next chapter you meet Edward.