A/N- This occurred to me while I was writing the last scene

A/N- This occurred to me while I was writing the last scene. I think its an interesting side piece.

Again… me= not the owner of Twilight.

I sat on the stump where Carlisle had asked to meet me. I had a pretty good idea what he wanted to talk about. Jasper and Alice's presence in the house had caused quite a stir. We were still getting to know them, but I knew enough about them already to know that they would be great additions to the Cullen family.

"That house has never been so noisy," Carlisle's voice was appreciative as he came into my view from the direction of the house, "Although, it seems we'll have our work cut out for us with Jasper."

"Yes," I nodded slowly, "His mind has told me as much. Around all of us it isn't difficult at all for him to abstain, but I imagine we'll have to treat him just like a newborn at first. He's been around the old feeding habits far too long. He may have trouble even fifty years from now."

"We'll worry about that when the time comes," Carlisle spoke, but I could tell from his thoughts that our conversation was going a different way. "What needs to be addressed right now is the fact that our coven is about to become seven large—"

"And that I'm still the odd man out." I finished for him.

"I wasn't going to say that." Carlisle sighed as he leaned against the trunk of a tree.

"But you were thinking it." I said indignantly.

"Yes, I was." Carlisle nodded solemnly. He was trying to sort out how to talk to me.

"There's nothing to talk about." I muttered.

"Would you mind trying to stay out of my head? I want this to be a two sided conversation for once. Not one where you answer any thought going through my head." Carlisle frowned.

"Alright," I sounded impatient, even to my own ears, but I concentrated until Carlisle's thoughts were just a buzz. It was more difficult with him because I'd known his mind the longest.

"Edward, there are few times that you and I ever need to talk privately, but Esme and I—we know that it was difficult for you to have Rosalie become preoccupied with Emmett, even if you and she were just friends. Jasper and Alice seem to be a different couple than the rest of us, but still, they are a couple.

"We have wished a mate for you for some time, but Esme is beginning to think it's impossible. Your age and the society you were born in built this restlessness in you. Young men of your time didn't get married until they were well into their twenties, and established in some career. Because of your looks and age, you might never have a career. I am sorry for that Edward, if you are desirous of having some focus. If you are, we can probably try to arrange something…

"You're getting off topic." I reminded him.

"I am." His lips curved in discontent, "What I want to talk to you about is the fact that if we accept Jasper and Alice as part of the coven, that has to be it. We're large as it is. I'm surprised we haven't been visited by the Volturi. They realize that covens like ours can build up more than those who choose to feed on humans, but any coven larger than three or four could be starting a revolution or so they'll think. Especially with powers like yours and Alice's. We want to remain as compliant as we can with them."

"So what you've been thinking these past days—that if Jasper and Alice join us we shouldn't add any more?" I wasn't sure if I was angry at the idea that the Volturi would tell us what to do, or gloomy at the prospect of being alone. Both seemed to be human emotions that didn't sit well with me. At all.

"If we add Jasper and Alice." Carlisle nodded resignedly, "It's been almost forty years, though, Edward. Have you ever felt slighted by not having a mate?"

"No," I answered, truthfully, "But we've always had plenty of distraction. We added Esme, Rosalie and Emmett at intervals that kept us busy. Granted, Alice and Jasper will be a job in itself, but after we all settle down, will I be truly happy?"

He paused, shifting so he could look out into the forest around us. I could tell, even without reading his mind, that he wished Alice were there so that she might tell him what my future looked like.

"That's only something time will tell," Carlisle he finally sighed, "But I feel like I've become your father, and as your father I just want you to be happy. If you were to meet someone and you wanted to begin your own family, I would not stop you."

"My own coven," I murmured. I couldn't imagine living away from Carlisle and Esme, or any of the rest, "No, I don't think there's a chance I would ever meet someone. Someone who could pull me away from my own family."

And that seemed to be the end of the conversation. Carlisle didn't want me to feel imprisoned by the bonds of our family, but he also wanted me to know he would always want me in the coven.

"I'm very excited about you, Rosalie and Emmett going to college." He smiled, placing a paternal hand on my shoulder, "Higher education will suit all of you, I think. Especially you. Maybe there will be a challenge for you there, as senior high doesn't seem to keep you occupied."

"That's only because I can read the teachers' minds. I know the lessons before they even teach them." I laughed, and a tension fell away. I didn't realize it had stretched around us so fully.

"It doesn't help that you've consumed every book within arm's reach."

"What else am I supposed to do with endless days and nights?" I replied, with mock indignation, "I believe Esme would have me playing the piano all the time, if I consented to."

"That's an interesting thought," Carlisle murmured, "Would you want to continue with your musical studies?"

"I'm not sure. I'd have to slow my playing down quite a bit." I rolled my eyes and stated sardonically, "I really don't know that I want to develop that kind of control. It might damper my own creativity."

"Surely, you jest." Carlisle laughed as I stood. We both moved at human's pace towards the forest edge again.

We spent the rest of the walk home considering educational paths for me.

A/N- Little does Edward know…

I've seriously disseminated from my original "four scenes." This one and the one before seemed to insist on being written. They had to be released. This one especially. We don't get to see interaction between Carlisle and Edward much and I was interested in how it would go.