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One Year in Heaven's Hell

Chapter One, Welcome Home Oren

BPOV

Even though I was incredibly sore this was the perfect moment. Edward sitting next to me with Oren in my arms in our bed. It felt like heaven. I looked down at Oren and smiled at his fuzzy bronze hair. I felt Edward's grip tighten around my waist. When I looked at him I noticed we had the same cheesy grin plastered across our faces.

"What are you thinking, Edward?" I asked quietly. Edward grinned and kissed my neck. "You can't think about that, Edward," I scolded.

"I wasn't thinking that, but now I am," he chuckled. Edward continued to kiss my neck but Oren started to stir in my arms. Oren opened his grey newborn eyes. I was very curious as to what color they would soon be.

"Hello little one," I smiled. "Are you up already?" Oren did a little yawn that was the cutest thing I could possibly imagine.

"I know what Oren wants to say to you Bella," Edward said in a loving voice.

"Me, too; he wants to eat."

"Nope, It's not that at all. He wants to tell you something else," Edward whispered into my ear.

"And what is it he wants to tell me?" I asked.

"Oren wants to know if you'll marry me," Edward smiled against the hallow under my ear.

"Daddy and mommy haven't been together for very long, sweetheart," I smiled at my beautiful, baby boy. Edward was playing dirty with this attempt.

"Will you please marry daddy," Edward said in a child's voice.

"Oren, daddy and mommy will get married some day," I sighed.

"Please, Bella. I want to show you how much I care," Edward pleaded.

"I know how much you care, Edward," I said, leaning my head against the side of his. I didn't need a ceremony to know who I was going to be with for all of eternity. But weddings are just so…tiring? There are so many things that run through my mind when you talk about marriage. Things are perfect why would he want to change this wonderful life?

"Bella, you know I won't give up on this. Marry me."

"Yes, okay Edward, now you have your answer. You know I am going to marry you. Why do you even feel the need to ask?"

"Because I want you to wear the ring."

"Edward, I don't need a ring–wait—you bought a ring?! When did you buy a ring?! We just had a baby! We can't afford things like that!" I fumed.

"We can afford the baby and much, much more," Edward smiled. "And, I didn't spend a dime on the ring." I looked straight into his eyes, trying to see if he was telling the truth about not spending money. Much to my dismay, he was telling the truth. I needed to change the topic fast.

"Edward," I sighed, "Oren is going to start crying if I don't feed him." Edward sighed and leaned his head back against the headboard. "Hey honey, could you go get that pillow thing?"

"Yeah," Edward said, as he jumped off the bed. When he jumped, the movement startled Oren and he started crying. Edward saw that he had upset the baby but quickly ran to get the pillow. I couldn't wait for him to get back so I held Oren next to my chest and let him eat. "Where is the damn thing?" Edward yelled from the other room.

"Forget it, Edward. I'll just use one of the pillows in here," I yelled back, and yet again startled Oren. We really had to work on volume control.

"You are not getting that on my pillow!" he hollered.

"Edward, we need to quiet down," I said, just loud enough for him to hear.

"A'ha! Found it!" Edward ran into the room and handed me the curved pillow. I put it under Oren and moved so I didn't have to support him as much.

"Thank you, Edward," I smiled. Edward wasn't paying attention to what I was saying, though; he just kept looking at Oren and my breast. "It's not polite to stare Edward."

"What does it feel like?" he asked.

"It's hard to describe. There's something so motherly about it. Unless you want to try feeding him, I can't really describe it," I smiled. After nine months, I was finally a real mom.

"But if you had to describe the actual feeling?" he prodded.

"Edward, just stare at the boob. It's so much easier than the Spanish Inquisition," I instructed. He did as he was told. After awhile his staring started to make me blush. "Resume the questions."

"Does it hurt?"

"Did it seem to hurt me when you have did it?" sarcasm rolled off my tongue.

"No, definitely not. It doesn't feel like when I have did that, right? Cause that would just be wrong."

"No, Edward. It feels like I am taking care of my baby, like I'm being a good mom."

"Is there anything I could do to help?" Edward asked. I just started laughing, apparently too loud because Oren let go and started looking at me.

"Hey, my sweet angel," I said in that strange voice you always use when you talk to a baby. "Are you still hungry?" Oren didn't even make an attempt to eat; he just looked at me. Edward came and sat behind me on the pillows so he could get a good look at his son.

"Are you ready for tomorrow?" Edward asked against my shoulder.

"Not even close, are you?"

"Nope, and I highly doubt Oren is either," Edward smiled.

"I have a feeling this poor little one is going to get sleepy very fast tomorrow," I cooed, putting my finger in his little hand.

"I don't think anything could prepare him for our families." Edward waited a moment but then continued speaking. "Could you do me one thing?"

"I suppose," I said with hesitation.

"Could you wear the ring? It was my grandmother's ring and when I got it from my parents, I told them I was going to propose on the trip. Could you please wear the ring tomorrow?" Why did that have to be the thing he asked for? I would have made him supper or did the next diaper duty, but no…He had to ask about the ring.

"Where is it?" I surrendered.

"Right here," Edward said, pulling a small box out of his pocket.

"Why would you keep that in your pocket?"

"I was going to ask you on the trip, remember? It was in my luggage and I didn't want to leave it unattended at the hospital," Edward smiled. Edward saw that I wasn't about to reach for the box so he slowly opened it.

"Edward that ring is huge," I said, mesmerized by the enormous stone I was going to have to wear.

"It matches her necklace, or rather your necklace." Edward searched my face and I just sat there staring at the ring while holding a very sleepy Oren. "I can get you a different one if you don't like it," he offered.

"But it wouldn't be your grandmother's, and it's so beautiful. But I can't wear that to school. There are too many people who can hardly pay their tuition who would love to get their hands on something like that."

"I think I can live with that, but you can still wear it until you go back to school. Then you will just have to wear it when we're out, and when we are home, and when we're in bed…" Edward countered.

"If you change Oren and put him to bed, I'll wear the ring tomorrow," I sighed. Edward took Oren and smiled as he walked out of the room.

I groaned and let my head fall back, hitting the headboard before the pillows. Not only was I incredibly sore, but now I was officially engaged, too. I loved Edward and I always will. I took the ring out of the box and stared at the glistening champaign colored stone. Now we just had to tell our families. This should be rather interesting.

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Author's note;

Well there you have it, the first chapter of the sequel to The Curse Of The Smiley! I hope it is up recived as well as the first was! You all rock! I still can't believe how many of you voted for a sequel! I want to say thank you to My-Bella, Angelic Messenger17, E. C. Cullen, and Lizbre! I love you ladies!

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