Only Exception || C. Cullen ?

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Annie had just recently celebrated her birthday, aging Christina past her vampire frozen year. She knew if she was human, she would be searching wildly for gray hair, feeling old as they celebrated her seventh birthday. It didn't help that Greyson was right behind her in physical appearance.

Renesmee looked to be about Annie's age, around seven years old, still growing at a faster rate— even if the growing process was indeed slowing down. They no longer grew and needed to be measured three times a day. Especially Greyson, he grew every day, while Renesmee grew twice a day. The young girl hated it when it was time to be measured, seeing the frowns looking at her when she grew once again. Greyson didn't mind it as much, trying to grow taller than Renesmee; already feeling the manly challenge. Christina liked to blame it on him hanging out with Emmett and Jasper too much.

Even though the growth of their body had begun to slow, their minds continued to grow with knowledge. Greyson had begun to learn football with his uncles, easily passing under their legs with the ball in his hands. He had grown to be as fast as the rest of the Cullens, even if he was still part human. Greyson learned how to read suddenly, looking over Carlisle's shoulder as he was doing research one day.

"What does 'intercourse' mean?" Greyson asked out loud.

Christina had stubbed her toe into the corner of the kitchen counter at his question. The impact from her hitting her toe didn't hurt, but learning of Greyson's latest trick did.

"Where did you hear that word?" Christina asked, anger filling her chest at the thought of Emmett saying dirty words around her kids.

Greyson silently pointed to the computer; another theory from down South of legends about vampire babies on the screen. Carlisle immediately minimized it once he noticed Greyson reading from behind him.

"It's an adult word," Christina answered with a deep sigh. Her anger was replaced with sadness at her growing baby. "Don't repeat it."

"Okay, Momma."

By Carlisle's calculations, both kids would be an adult in four years. The kids would past their parent's frozen age at just four years, before becoming old by the time they reached fifteen years. A very short fifteen years. That news was nothing but depressing for Christina and Bella. None of the adults tried to show their concern to the kids, but sometimes it was inevitable— that time being one of them.

Much like Greyson did when he was younger whenever his mother was upset, he placed his hand on her chest, above her forever silent heart. He would try to push his healing ability into his mother's chest, healing her broken heart— which only made her sob more as she brought him in for a hug.

Greyson's power had leveled up— as well as Christina's. The mother of two was amused as Carlisle switched his documenting towards her, trying to find the extent of her and their son's power. So far, it seemed they were right about Christina's power being able to create life. One of the tests she did was hold a bunch of flower seeds in her hand, and try to concentrate her power into it.

The Cullens watched in amazement as the flowers bloomed in her hand.

Greyson was able to heal any living being. They were a power duo when they practiced their gifts. Christina would bloom flowers in her hand before crushing them and giving them to Greyson. He would hold the flowers in his hand before bringing them back to life— like they were never destroyed in the first place.