Hi everyone. This is my first facfic! Woohoo!
This story is dedicated Erika! Woot Woot!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. I wish i did. But i dont.
I slowly turned and looked at what my little Mary Alice was looking at.
She was pointing at seagulls that were calling overhead.
Her eyes were glued to them.
"Mommy, I want to fly!"
I laughed at her high voice. I ran over, lifted her up and swung her around in my arms.
She laughed a glorious tinkling sound. Her long black hair was flowing around her face. Her bathing suit was a bright pink, with ruffles on the waist.
I spun us around, her laughing get louder.
When I stopped, she pouted.
She reached over and stroked my face.
I was taking deep breaths.
"Go play with your sister, Alice." I said in a stern voice.
She walked away, and I could tell by her face that she thought she had done something wrong.
I saw Cynthia in the distance, only three years old. She inherited my brown hair. It fell in curls to her shoulders. But her face came from her father. I looked to see where Thomas was.
He was sitting on the sand, helping tiny Cynthia build a sand castle. Or rather, he was building it. She just sat in his lap, giggling happily when the mound of sand slowly got bigger.
Alice was there too. I sighed. She looked sad. She must think I was still mad at her. She hid her face in her long hair, something rare for her. Alice was always upbeat. Very extroverted, even for a five year old.
I walked over, my feet burning in the sand.
"Momma, Momma! Look at my sandcastle!" Cynthia was so excited. She was bouncing in my husband's lap. He chuckled, a familiar, loving sound.
Cynthia stood up, and ran towards me, stumbling along the way.
When she reached me, she held her hands up, signaling that she wanted to be held. I bent over and cradled my youngest in my hands. I tickled her tummy, blowing raspberries into her still soft skin.
She screamed in delight. She laughed, her face turning a beautiful shade of pink.
"Okay sweetie, that's enough for now." I set her down and she ran towards Alice, who still looked down.
I caught her gaze, and she blushed and turned away.
I walked closer, and Thomas rose up off the ground.
He walked towards me, and wrapped me in an embrace. He kissed me, long and sweet, and then whispered in my ear.
"What did you see, my sweet honey bee?"
I laughed at my nickname.
"It was nothing. I promise" I kissed his cheek swiftly, and pulled out of his embrace.
I walked towards Alice.
"Sweetie?" I called out.
She turned around and looked at me. Then she burst into tears.
"Oh, my baby!"
I ran to her, and her to me and I fell onto my knees. Tears fell from my eyes from seeing her in pain.
"I'm sorry Mommy. I didn't mean to upset you."
I chuckled quietly.
"Oh honey. I was never upset."
She was hiccupping now.
She sniffled, and quickly wiped her face.
Then her face turned into a mischievous grin.
"I'll race you to Daddy and Cynthia!"
I laughed at her tiny body already running towards my little family.
I ran after her laughing.
I stopped remembering my vision.
I would never let that happen.