Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of its characters. They all belong to Stephenie Meyer.

A/N: Thanks to Juliegirl18 for beta'ing for me.

This is an outtake or maybe a past-take. This is Elizabeth's POV of the events Esme spoke of in the previous chapter of Can't Stay Away.

"A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world.

It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path."

Agatha Christie

"Ed, you have got to be out of your mind!" I yelled at my son who had the nerve to stand in front of me spouting this insane nonsense. Since he met that wretched girl on that god forsaken business trip to Forks, he had been nothing but flippant. He claimed he was in love, that he found the woman of his dreams. He wanted to throw his life away for some no good, beggarly of a child. I barely held my composure that day and what he was telling me now had been the last straw.

"Mother, I don't care what you say. Esme is pregnant with my child. I will marry her one day soon and we will be a family," he said haughtily. I knew the minute he met that girl that she would be trouble for us. I tried not to let my dislike for her show, but I was sure she knew of it. But now that a child would be in the picture -my grandchild- I knew I needed to do something about it. There was no way my grandchild would be raised by that inferior family of hers in a town as pathetic as Forks. I took a deep breath, dreading what I was about to do but knowing that it needed to be done.

"Ed, I have just the solution. You say no one in her family knows you two are together, right?" He nodded his head and I continued. "She should come live with us in California. She could claim that she is going away to school since she is in her senior year of high school. It would be wonderful. You wouldn't have to go off to Forks all the time, I could see you more often, and of course, I would be able to be a part of my grandchild's life." He looked at me doubtful, but how could I blame him? I had said nothing but distasteful things about the girl since he met her.

"Are you sure, Mother?" he asked and I nodded my head smiling.

"Of course I'm sure, Ed. I'm so excited. There's going to be a baby in the family!" He smiled back at me widely with excitement.

"I'll go and see her right away," he said as he walked over to me. He pulled me into a quick hug and whispered into my ear.

"Thank you, Mother. Thank you so much." Now that it was done, I needed to figure out what I was going to do about her. She did not belong with my son, but I couldn't risk her disappearing with my grandchild in tow.


"Are you all settled in dear?" I asked Esme as she hung the last of her clothing in Ed's closet. She didn't bring many things with her from Forks, but what she did have looked inadequate and unacceptable. After I had the help bring up her things, she had decided to immediately get started on putting away her belongings. Probably to avoid spending any time with me since Ed had to go to work quite soon after she arrived.

"Yes, Ms. Masen," she said quietly to me. I usually thrived off the fear that the girl had for me, but I knew that if I wanted her to trust me I would have to show her a different side of me, one that I had hidden away a long time ago. Since my husband left me for a no good hussy when Ed was just a toddler, I had shown no compassion or love for another person, aside from my son. If this girl was going to believe me, I had to change my ways for the time being.

"Enough with this Ms. Masen nonsense. That was my mother in law and she was a wretched woman. Please, call me Elizabeth or Lizzie, if you are comfortable with that." I noticed a small smile form on her lips and I smiled back at her. I soon realized that this might be easier than I thought.


"Oh dear," I said as I held the small child wrapped in a light blue blanket in my arms. "He is just beautiful. He looks so much like his father." One plan I had was based on exactly what the child looked like when he was born. I was hoping that the child would look nothing like Ed so that I could plant the seed of doubt in his head that maybe he wasn't the father. But looking at the child in my arms, I knew right away that this was my grandchild. He had the same messy, copper colored hair that his father had when he was born. He was pretty much the spitting image of my son, so that plan was thrown out the window. I handed the baby to Ed after placing a quick kiss on his sweet face.

"Thank you so much Elizabeth. He does look just like his father, doesn't he? Guess we chose right when making him a junior, huh?" she said laughing a bit. I looked over at my son and his face held nothing but joy and gratitude for the woman at his side. But the look on his face when he looked at the tiny baby in his arms was one of complete devotion and abiding love. It might be difficult to rid Esme from his life since she was the mother of his child, but I wouldn't give up.


The months passed by and Edward was growing quickly. He definitely still looked a lot like Ed, but more and more I could see little things in him that reminded me of Esme.

She was spending all her time with Edward and rarely left his side. Her doing this had allowed me to come up with my new plan, a better one if I must say so myself.

"Esme, dear. May I talk to you for a bit?" I asked her as I came into the living room and sat down beside her. She had Edward in her lap and was reading a book to him. She closed the book and placed it on the chair beside her.

"Sure, Elizabeth. Just let me put Edward down for his nap." She walked over to the corner of the room and placed the now drowsy little boy in his cradle. Rubbing gently down his back, she hummed a sweet tune to him until he was sleeping. I couldn't deny the fact that she was a wonderful mother to him, but I just couldn't let her ruin my son's life. He had already been slack with his work at the firm, wanting to spend all of his time here at the house with her.

Esme came back and sat down on the couch beside me, smiling slightly. She looked nervous, wringing her hands together in her lap. I reached over and placed a hand over hers, trying to calm her some.

"Esme, you know that I think you are a wonderful mother. You spend so much time with Edward and I know that makes me completely happy. But, what about your life dear? Didn't you want to do something other than be a mother?" She looked at me sadly for a moment before speaking.

"Yes, I did. But I can't really. Edward is my life now. I never thought I could love someone so much in such a little bit of time." I patted her hand before releasing it.

"I understand dear. But what I am trying to say is... I don't want you to end up like me. When Ed's father left me, I had no further schooling. I couldn't go out and get a job or anything because I had no experience. I was forced to live off my family's money and hated every minute of it. I am not saying anything is going to happen between you and Ed, but God forbid something happens to him. I don't want you to be ruined."

"What are you suggesting, Elizabeth?" she asked me honestly. I was hoping she would let me get this far, knowing full and well that my plan was a success so far.

"Ed told me that you had a partial scholarship for a college back home. I would like for you to agree to go to school. I would cover the rest of the expenses. I know you can't have a child live with you in the dorms, so I am asking that you leave him here with me and Ed. I would love to have more time with my grandson. You could call, write, and visit any time that you wanted as long as it doesn't interfere with your studies. I just don't want you to look back at this time in your life and regret anything about it." I smiled sadly at her, hoping she believed what I was saying.

"I'm not sure. It does sound very appealing. Do you mind if I talk with Ed about this?"

"Of course dear, of course," I said, as I nodded my head reassuringly.


"Mama's gonna miss you so much," she said, crying as she continued to kiss Edward's face. The child had no idea what was going on but it didn't stop her from trying to explain it to him. "I won't be too far away. I'll call you all the time. Mama loves you baby."

Ed pulled her to him and hugged her tightly, whispering in her ear. He cared for her, but I was hoping the phrase "out of sight, out of mind" would come true in this case. They finished loading all her things into his car. He was driving her to school and they would be leaving Edward here with me.

"Tell Mama bye bye," I said, raising his tiny hand in a waving motion towards the car. She started crying again and I was afraid if Ed didn't get her out of here soon she would change her mind.

"Elizabeth, please, please takes lots of pictures for me. I don't want to miss a thing," she cried. I assured her I could before they drove down the long driveway. I cooed at the baby in my arms and was thrilled that so far my plan was going off without a hitch. I had her out of the house at least, but had yet to have her out of our lives.


Esme had indeed called every chance she got, almost to the point of annoying. She had visited every weekend since she had left, but was unable to this one. She had finals coming up and needed to stick around campus and study. I finally would be able to put the final step into action.

"Ed, can you come in here for a bit?" I called out to Ed, who was putting Edward down for his nap. A few moments later, he strolled into the living room, looking carefree and happy. I knew I was about to ruin that, but in the long run he would thank me.

"Yes, Mother?" he answered, sitting down on the couch beside me. I looked at him sadly as he furrowed his brow trying to figure out what was going on.

"Ed, I have some horrible news. I do believe your dear Esme is seeing someone else. The past few times she has been home, I have seen her sneaking around, making telephone calls, whispering quietly so as to not let anyone hear. I decided to ask her about it and she admitted it. That's why she isn't coming home this weekend. She is spending time with him rather than coming home to see her son." I knew this was a complete lie but to get her out of my son's life, I had to do it.

Ed looked at me sadly for a moment and then full of anger. Anger was good, anger could help me. He stood up and threw a book that rested on the coffee table at the wall.

"That horrible, stupid woman. How dare she leave me here with that child while she goes out and does what she wants! How dare she cheat on me! You do not cheat on me and get away with it!" He yelled, completely frustrated while pacing in front of me. I stood up and went to stand by my son. I knew he was hurting now, but soon he would forget all about that stupid girl from that stupid town.

"I know son, and she won't get away with it. I promise."