DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer owns TWILIGHT.

Chapter ONE.

Rosalie's POV

Taking long and deep breaths, I try and calm myself down. I'm always way to excited, since the procedure, isn't the most comfortable experiences. But after that, it's what excites me the most. Especially when I know I'm expecting. That's the best part. I've had the best of luck, and I'm hoping my luck doesn't run out, with lucky number three.

When I was little, I always wanted to help people have babies, but back then, my mother thought I meant being a baby doctor. I probably did, but as time went on, I realized, I wanted something more intimate.

I don't see how you could get, anymore intimate than this? Having a child for someone or a couple who can't.

I always loved children, but never really wanted my own. I've just loved being pregnant. Feeling the life inside me, watching as she or he grows. Feeling the flutters of the first kick, the heart beat. That's all I ever wanted.

I started doing this, about four years about, this will be my third pregnancy. And my first straight couple. The man is a high school teacher and football coach, the woman, works for Vogue. Some fancy magazine. He's always wanted children, but she can't get pregnant. Or just doesn't have the time. I don't judge, I'm just here to help.

Emmett and Alice McCarty, but she goes by her maiden name, Brandon. They seem like a nice couple, happy and in love. That's all I want for the babies I have. For he or she to go to a happy, and loving home. That's all I ask, for the couple or parent, to love the baby with everything they have. I don't think thats much to ask for.

"Miss Hale, how are we feeling today?" Dr. Cashich beams, as she walks over to me. She's been my doctor since the beginning, and has supported me every step of the way. I couldn't of asked for a better doctor.

"I'm great, ready for this to end." I rub my flat belly, grinning widely, hoping in a few months, I'll have a little pregnant belly.

"Soon, I promise. Someone wants to talk to you though." She flips through her papers. "Mr. McCarty." She smiles, flipping the folder shut.

"Can I let him in?" I nod, a bit surprised. I usually get visits from wives, or the women. Never the husband, but I'm still happy to meet him.

"Come on in, Mr. McCarty." I hear Dr. Cashich's soft voice, and then a much loud and deeper one.

When he comes into the room, I'm a bit surprised, he wasn't what I was expecting. He didn't look like the teacher type, at least, not the teachers I had. He was tallk, muscular, and god dam handsome. He looked like he could model in Vogue.

"Hi, Rosalie. I'm Emmett. I just wanted to thank you again, you'll be giving me the world." His smile was priceless, and so contagious. I felt myself smiling with him.

"Please, call me Rose. I'm glad I could be helping you. Is your wife here? I'd love to meet here." I sat up a little straighter, and I noticed as his smile faltered just the slightest bit.

"Unfortunately, my wife couldn't make it, but she wishes you the best." Smiling at him, I change the subject, and wonder why, the his wife wouldn't be by his side for this. And as much as I can't help it, a part of me wants to dislike this woman. Today could be a huge day, the beginning of something amazing, but she's not here?

"Well, I'll let you get to it." Emmett chuckles, backing away and into the hall. "See you in a few!" He waves as he heads out to the waiting room. And before I know it, Dr. Cashich is back, and we begin the procedure.

"You know the process, Rose, so lie back, and it will be over before you know it." Closing my eyes, I let my thoughts wander. Usually to what they always do, my mother reaction to my choices. They were never the best, Lord knows she tries. The first question she asked, was if I was going to let random strangers hump me, and I swear, she was serious.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing, my mother was never one to hold back. And dear God, was she blunt. After many of questions, and endless attempts at trying to get me to change my mind, my mother finally accepted it. But she still has yet to stop asking, when one of these babies, would be my own.

This time around, it would be a little different. Instead of having someone elses eggs, my own eggs will be used to help create this life. It took me sometime to get used to, but in the end, it will still be Emmett and Alice's child. Just like always.

"Alright, Rose, all finished." Patting my leg, she flashed me a smile, and I sat up slowly. "You did great, like always." I smiled brightly, letting my hand fall to my stomach.

After finishing up with, Dr. Cashich, I headed out to the lobby and with met with Emmett. He looked frazzled, nerves running wild.

"Rosalie, Rose.. Hi." He came over, taking my hand in his, and I couldn't help notice, how much of a difference there was in size.

"Did everything go alright? Everything take place?" I giggled softly, his behavior was cute. In a weird, adult type of way.

"Everything went great, we should know in about a week or so, if I'm pregnant." We moved outside, the hot sun dancing along my pale skin. It felt nice on my face, after so many months of cold weather. Emmett was chatting happily, about how he was excited to maybe, possibly being a father.

"Will you call me? When you find out you're pregnant?" His cell phone was already out.

"Usually, the Doctor calls you. Then I meet with you a couple of days later." He doesn't look swayed, he's still smiling like a kid in a candy store. And when I see his dimples, I can't say no.

"Sure." I smile, entering my number into his phone.

"I have to go now, football practice, but thank you again." As he leans into peck my cheek, I catch a whiff of his cologne. It's manly, and musky, very out door scent. It smells amazing though. My cheeks flush, and I try to regain composure. He pats my arm, and calls to me as he walks away.

Feeling my stomach flutter, with what I'm not sure of, I look down at my phone and stare at his number. Emmett McCarty.

Something tells me, this is going to be a long pregnancy. I secretly cross my fingers.

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