The Call Of The Wicked, on-hold

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐄'𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒

EVERYTHING HAD A RHYTHMIC BEAT TO IT, every living thing had a single heartbeat that sustained it's life through a thunderous pace. The way it echoed and fluctuated with each sensational moment of events, series of monumental occasions. Even flickers of emotions of the mind, heart and soul all combined through a living cell organism. Such life hidden away in the tiny balled fists of a little girl whose eyes were blinking open at the first possible chance she heard Rosalie Hale's voice that mingled with shock as Stefan Swan has devised his devilish yet sweet plan from the heart. Such a sweet voice drew the baby girl to clench her hand around the woman's finger tip, the soothing touch stirred even the deepest feelings in Rosalie.

"This is our chance"
A chance at a once in a lifetime advantage, a chance of lifetime responsibility. Years of laughter, and years of love from the possibility of a family. The chance to be known as a mother, known by everyone who'd recognize her name and see the child in her arms. Rosalie stared at Stefan, the man who is giving her the chance at motherhood, however dangerous it was to even think about. However illegal it was becoming, Rosalie didn't need to think as she grabbed her cellphone dialing a number. The single ring was clicked and answered "Carlisle, can you come to Port Angeles hospital? Me and Stefan need your help" Her words were the answer, and her eyes gave it away as Stefan pulled her in for another kiss.

A choice with unknown consequences
"We're going home"

The promised look in her eyes was enough to seal the deal for Stefan. He held her hand tightly as they both stared down at his - no their newborn daughter. He saw the tiny strands of very pale hair and closed hooded eyes. "What do you want to name her?" The question was sudden, and it caught Rosalie off guard as she focused her eyes on Stefan "Me?" It was evident that she wasn't expecting to name their daughter, much less for him to ask her. Rosalie had to remind herself quite often on how much Stefan Swan was different than the average joe-smoe.

"Yes, you Rose. Any mother deserves to name her daughter something she'd always wanted too" Stefan said getting closer to her and touched her cheek soothingly "I'm fine with anything, I just want her to know how her amazing mother was the one who named her" Stefan said kissing her cheek as Rose sighed softly "You make it sound easy, as if Josie didn't exist but she did and she gave birth to her" She spoke up mutually out of respect for Josephine.

He frowned at her words knowing she was correct, "That's correct, Josie gave birth to her and unfortunately passed away, we can tell her when she is older" Stefan replied seeing her relief glimmering in her eyes, "although you did not give birth to her but you will make amazing mother either way, and a good step is naming her" Stefan grabbed a booklet near him pulling out an unregistered blank birth certificate. He dug into the bag near him taking out a pen to which he handed it to her.