Here's a new story. I hope everyone likes it. I'm not sure how the updating will be considering I am in the middle of writing for my other story, Life's Funny Quirk's. Please pray for the families that lost loved ones in the Connecticut school shooting.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Twilight related. SM does.

Chapter 1

EPOV

I knelt down in front of my niece to look her in the eye. "Kallie, baby, are you ready to go?" I asked her gently.

Today was going to be a tough day, we were burying her mother, my sister. Amber. She was killed four days ago in a drunk driving accident. She just looked up at me with her big green eyes that reminded me so much of my sister and nodded. She hasn't spoken a word since the accident.

I held out my hand and we were on our way. "Your uncles are coming too. You remember Uncle Emmett and Uncle Jasper, Kallie?" I asked her as I fastened her into her carseat.

She nodded her head that she did remember them. I was devestated when I got the phone call last Friday afternoon telling me that my sister was dead and I needed to come pick up Kallie. The entire ferry ride from Bainbridge Island to Seattle was done in a daze. Kallie was only four years old and she had witnessed her mother being plowed down by a drunk driver. By some miracle, Kallie wasn't hurt in the accident. From the police report Amber and Kallie had been window shopping when the car veered onto the sidewalk heading towards them. When Amber seen the car she shoved Kallie away from her and didn't move herself quick enough.

I had spent the rest of the weekend packing up Amber and Kallie's house so that I could get back to Bainbridge Island sometime this week. I had my practice to get back to and couldn't stay away for very long since I had only left a couple of seasoned nurses to look over the place.

The funeral was very subdued and sad. "Edward, how is she doing?" Emmett asked as he and Jasper watched me strap Kallie into her car seat.

"She's still not talking but she will in her own time. We are coming home tomorrow." I told them as I shut the door behind Kallie.

"Yeah, okay. I just don't understand why Amber put you as Kallie's guardian and not one of us." Jasper said as he shifted in the cold wind.

I shrugged my shoulders as I started walking around the truck. "I don't know. Maybe because I am more mature than you two and have been settled down longer than either of you dorks." I told them as I opened my door and leaned in to crank the truck for Kallie.

"Whatever, bro. It's just wierd is all." Emmett said in an off handed manner.

"Are either of you coming to Amber's house to help me pack?" I asked them as I stepped up onto the running boards of my truck to look at them over the top of the truck.

They both shook their heads and looked at me with tears in their eyes.

"It's ok. I understand. We will see you tomorrow afternoong sometime. Please try to get Kallie's room painted for me?" I asked them. They both nodded and turned headed toward's their own cars.

I got in the truck and shut the door. "Well Kallie Anne are you ready to go finish packing up yours and your momma's stuff?" I asked her as I put the truck in reverse. She shook her head and looked at me with tear filled eyes.

"I'm sorry baby girl. I wished we could stay but your momma made some wierd requests before she went to heaven." I told her and grasped her hand into mine as she sobbed silently looking out the truck window as we fulled out of the graveyard.

Some of the requests that she made was that I be Kallie's legal guardian and that she grow up on Bainbridge Island where we grew up. She had also requested that their house be packed up and immediately put on the market. Her car was to be donated to the local battered women's shelter. And her belongings were to be put in storage for Kallie to go through when she turns 15. The money made from the sale of her house was to go into a trust fund to be doled out in $1300 a month for the care of Kallie.

The money given each month for Kallie, I would put into a separate account for Kallie when she got up older. I had no need for money, I made plenty. I was only 26 years old but I had graduated with Honors from High School and college. I had completed college in only 3 years and med school just as quickly.

The doctor that had cared for us 'Cullen kids' when we were little had taken me under his wing and trained me to take over his office when he retired. Little did I know that he planned to retire so soon. Less than a year out of med school and I was a fulfledged business owner and town doctor. I had been the main doctor of my neighborhood for the past 2 years and I loved it.

"Come on Kallie, baby." I told her as I unbuckled her in front of her house that she would never see again after tomorrow. She just looked at me and hopped down out of the truck headed into the house. I just shook my head and followed her.

I had no idea on how to raise a child, more less a little girl who refused to speak or make any noise for that matter.

BPOV

"Alice Brandon, I swear to the good Lord above, if you do not get me the heck out of here I am going to strangle your lovely little neck." I told my lovely little pixie of a sister.

I was currently standing in my ostentacious wedding dress that I did not pick out in a church that I did not pick out supposedly supposed to be marrying a guy that I did not pick out.

"Bella, are you sure?" Alice asked me.

I nodded. "He isn't out there is he?" I asked quietly.

Rosalie, my tall model gorgeous sister, shook her head 'no' before edging towards the door.

"Then yes, Ali I am ready to get out of here. I was only doing this to try and win Renee's affections back. But obviously Mike had a better sense than I did. At least he didn't even bother to show up." I growled as I picked up the ruffles to my dress and marched my way to the door that Rosalie now held open for us.

We walked straight out of the church and into the awaiting limo despite the screeches from our so called mother.

When we reached the limo we all turned around and faced her with our hands held out.

"Renee, you need to stop right there." Rosalie said rather loudly as both her and Alice wrapped their arms around me.

"Isabella, you best get back in this church right now and do as you promised." Renee growled as she stood her ground with her hands propped on her hips in what I guess was supposed to be a threatening pose but was rather hilarious.

I shook my head. "Renee, I don't have to do a goddamned thing for you." I screamed at her.

Renee looked pissed off now. "That is no way to talk to your mother." She told us.

This really ticked off Rose and Alice. "Renee, you haven't been a mother to us in over twenty four years. The day that you left us all with Charlie was the only motherly thing you have ever done for us." Alice told her and we all turned and got into the limo heading back to my house.

We were quiet the entire ride back to my house. The house which I had put up for sale two days ago.

"Bella, we have to get back to our shop soon." Alice told me as we all changed into pajamas and planned to pig out in front of the couch for the rest of the day and night.

"I know, Ali." I told her as I curled up between her and Rose.

After a few minutes of watching sappy romantic girlie movies I had a revelation. "I think I am going to come with you guys tomorrow. I need a change." I told them.

They both laughed at me until I didn't say anything or laugh with them. "You're serious Bella?" Rosalie asked.

I nodded. "Why not? Isn't that space beside your coffee shop still for sale?" I asked them.

When they both nodded I continued with my plans for a change. "I think I am going to open my Toy store there. I think it will be perfect there."

I had had this dream of opening a toy store ever since I was a little girl. I think Bainbridge Island would be the perfect place for a quaint little toy store. I had worked in sales for Toys R' Us since I had graduated college at 21. I had also quit my job 2 weeks ago at Mike's insistance that we move to New York City when we got married.

"Sounds perfect to us." My sisters said as they squished me in a hug.