A/N: Thank you Jenn! ILY! Longer A/N after- enjoy!

Chapter 2: Carlisle's Bachelor Party

EPOV

"I'd like to propose a toast to my future . . . er . . . to Carlisle. I can wholeheartedly say that you have given my mother a second lease on life and I am so glad you are both so happy--"

"In bed!" Yelled Emmett, effectively finishing my sentence before clinking his glass the hardest against everyone else's before downing his scotch in a single gulp.

We were at a club-- we being Jasper, Emmett, Carlisle and I. I didn't even know the name of it, to be honest. Glow or something else equally absurd. It seemed ill-suited to us but Emmett insisted that this was the only place we could have Carlisle's bachelor party and I knew when to just suck it up and not argue with him.

"Well, um, thank you for that Edward . . . and Emmett," said Carlisle, grinning with a twinkle in his eye. He leaned back in the lush black leather couch--we had taken up a private room for the night and I silently prayed that Emmett had not invited anyone else to join us. Anyone else such as exotic dancers, that is. He could have invited the girls and I wouldn't have complained--I already missed Bella. I missed her even more when I thought about her getting ready tonight. She was taking Esme out, along with Alice and Rosalie although they refused to call it a bachelorette party. Bella wouldn't even tell me where they were going but she was wearing a tiny black dress and it took every ounce of willpower I had to let her walk out the door without the dress coming off first. Later, I told myself.

Emmett was downing the drinks, one after another--which seemed fast even for him. Aside from that, he wasn't saying much and again, that didn't seem like Emmett. I was going to ask him what was going on when Carlisle turned to me.

"Thank you for taking me out tonight Edward. I really appreciate it and I know this wedding can't be easy for you. But I told you before and of course, I still mean it--I love Esme and I would never do anything to compromise her recovery or hurt her."

"I know Carlisle--I meant what I said, too. I really am happy for you both. I'm happy my mother is doing so well and I'm happy she met you—I can tell you belong together. It's not often you get a second chance—I'm grateful, more than anything."

He shook my hand then and we just sat there for a minute, enjoying the companionable silence.

Suddenly my pocket vibrated and I smiled to myself, hoping it was a text from Bella.

B: I miss you! How are things going?

E: Fine so far. But I miss you, too. Having fun?

B: So much! I'll see you soon. XOXO

Hmmm, I wonder what that means!

I slipped my phone back in my pocket and looked at Carlisle who was smiling at me, bemusedly, as if he knew exactly what I was up to.

Meanwhile, it seemed like Emmett and Jasper were engaged in some deep conversation. Jasper's eyebrows were knitted together and he had an intense look on his face while Emmett had his arm over Jasper's shoulders, leaning in close and talking a mile a minute. I had to know what was going on.

"I don't know about you Carlisle but it seems like Emmett and Jasper have found something interesting to talk about, why don't we find out what it is?"

"I agree Edward; I have to know what Emmett is so intent on telling Jasper." He laughed and moved over to the couch next to the one they were sitting on.

Before I could open my mouth to speak or even sit down Emmett turned toward us, his eyes rimmed red as if he were upset.

"Hey Eddie, Carlisle . . . sit down please."

"You okay, Emmett?" I asked, noticing he was still downing drink after drink and it seemed Jasper was trying to keep up with him.

"Eddie, I want to tell you something . . . come here." He motioned his finger toward me.

"I'm right here Emmett, what is it?"

"No," he said, gesturing wildly, "Come closer."

I scooted a bit closer to him--half on the couch with Carlisle and half on the couch that Emmett and Jasper were sitting on.

"I have a secret." Emmett said--maybe he was trying to whisper but it came out in his usual booming voice.

"Carlisle, I want you to hear this, too, come 'ere. Get closer." Emmett was definitely slurring his words now.

I looked at Carlisle and we were both trying really hard not to break out in laughter. How did Emmett get wasted so fast?

"Jasper, man, he understands. We've both been married for awhile now. Carlisle, welcome to the club. Edward, you better not fuck things up with Bella and you better marry her soon."

I felt my face flush--did he know something? The only person I had told was my mother. Did she tell Carlisle? Emmett continued talking and I realized I was safe--for now.

"Wait a minute--I think we need another round before I tell you guys this. What's that cocktail waitress's name? Molly! No, Mindy!" Said Emmett, waiving his hands in the air even though he already had a drink in each hand.

"Emmett, man, I think you're good. Just tell us." Jasper said, not moving an inch from his position on the couch where he was leaning back as far as possible.

"Okay, okay . . . guys, Rosie's pregnant. But shhhh don't tell anyone." He was still yelling at this point.

"She told me not to tell anyone but you know I couldn't keep this from you. I'm so happy, guys." He put one arm around me and then reached over to Jasper, putting an arm around him, too, and bringing us both in too close to him while he still had a drink in both hands.

And then Emmett started crying--no bawling--hugging us even closer and I feared he was going to spill one, or both, of his drinks.

"Emmett--whoa man, it's okay. Everything is going to be all right." I said, patting him on the back as best I could with the half of my arm that I could dislodge from his embrace.

"I know, Edward. I'm just so--sob--happy." He said, finally letting both Jasper and I out of his grasp. Once I caught my breath, I surveyed the scene.

Emmet was still double-fisting, Carlisle was nearly choking with laughter (I was still holding it in) and Jasper . . . Jasper had started crying, too.

"Jasper—don't tell me—Alice, too?" I asked, curious if it was going to become baby central around her.

"Of course, Alice, Edward—I love her, man. She's the best."

I knew Jasper was sensitive but this was getting ridiculous.

"Sometimes—" Jasper said before he started hiccupping from crying so hard such that he couldn't continue for a minute.

"Jasper, is Alice pregnant?"

"No, man." He started laughing.

"Wait, you really thought that Alice was pregnant?"

I didn't say anything but Emmett didn't let that stop him from teasing me.

"Rosie's pregnant, Edward...not Alice." Said Emmett, as if the were the most obvious answer to why Jasper had started crying.

"Well, I just—you were crying and then Jasper started crying, talking about Alice." I tried to explain myself.

"Sometimes I cry after Alice and I make love." Said Jasper

Carlisle's laughter was even carrying over Emmett's now and I could no longer contain mine. We all laughed—except Jasper—for a full minute before Jasper interrupted us.

"What? I thought we were making confessions tonight?" Said Jasper, nonplussed.

"You're right, Jasper. We're all friends here. It is only fair for all of us to confess something." I said, trying to decide what to tell them.

"Well, I'll go first," said Carlisle.

"Edward, you might not want to hear this but Esme and I like to dress up . . . "

"Um, Carlisle, too much information." I said, aware my face was probably turning bright red as I said it. That was definitely not something I needed to know.

"Moving on . . . I didn't want to tell you guys this because I'm nervous as hell but I'm going to propose to Bella . . . soon. I have the ring and—" I said before Emmett so delicately interrupted me.

"Finally, man . . . this is great." Emmett said, slapping me on the back while Jasper got up from his seat to come and hung me.

"Don't fuck this up Edward." He whispered in my ear.

"I won't Jasper." I said, looking him in the eye and shaking his hand after he stopped hugging me.

"Congratulations, Edward. I'm really happy for you." Said Carlisle, who was now standing in front of me so I could shake his hand.

"Thanks Carlisle We're all pretty lucky, aren't we?"

"We are, Edward."

And then Emmett had jumped up, spilling his drink all of me in his haste.

He was oblivious as he set down his drink so he could dig into his pocket.

"A-ha!" Emmett exclaimed as he pulled his phone out, a goofy grin overtaking his face as he flipped it open.

As soon as he registered what he was reading, his look turned into one of panic and his huge fingers somehow replied faster than I could believe.

"What's wrong Emmett?"

I didn't listen for his reply because my pocket was buzzing again. Bella.

B: So I can't really say anything yet but have you heard any "big" news tonight? Big news involving Rosalie?

E: Um . . . maybe. Where are you guys?

B: I think we'll be seeing each other sooner than I thought. Turn around.

. . . Meanwhile . . .

BPOV

"Rosalie, aren't you going to have some champagne? After all, we are toasting Esme getting MARRIED!" Squealed Alice, pouring a glass for Esme and me after Rosalie declined.

"Alice . . . I'd love to but . . . I'm pregnant!"

Esme spoke first; I think Alice and I were in shock.

"That's wonderful Rosalie." Esme said, reaching over to hug her.

Alice and I were up out of our seats, too, coming over to hug Rosalie, who was now shedding a single tear.

"I just . . . I'm so happy . . . I've waited so long for this." Rosalie said.

I reached over to wipe her tear away. "Emmett must be thrilled." I inquired.

"Oh he is but if he tells those boys tonight, I'm going to kill him!" I laughed; I couldn't get over how quickly Rosalie could go from loving and sentimental to furious.

"Oh don't worry about it Rosalie, we're all friends. In fact, we're all family." Alice said.

"I know Alice, but I specifically told him not to tell them tonight. I wanted to tell you guys first."

"Don't be too hard on him, Rosalie—if he does tell them it's only because he's so happy, just like you." I said, trying to appease Rosalie's sensitive side, even if it was buried a little.

"You're right, Bella and you, too, Alice. But that doesn't mean I won't get to have some fun first."

"Rosalie, what are you going to do?" Emse asked, smiling with a twinkle in her eye as if she already knew.

"I'm going to make this a night you won't forget, Esme." Rosalie replied, and I have to admit I was curious.

I took the opportunity to text Edward--how silly it was that I already missed him but I did—while Rosalie's plan took shape.

"Bella, pay attention. Stop texting Edward--you'll see him soon enough."

"I'm listening Rosalie, what are we going to do?"

"We're just going to see how the boys are getting along without us."

No sooner had Rosalie uttered those words than some guy in a shiny blue shirt approached our table. Oddly, he reminded me of vile Mike Newton with his generic spiky hair, shiny shirt and ogling eyes.

"You're pretty," he said, leering at Rosalie but he couldn't even meet her eyes—he was staring straight at her chest.

Tiny pixie Alice was up out of her seat ready to deck the intruder but Rosalie held her hand up, indicating stop.

"Alice, I got this." Rosalie said and Esme and I sat back to watch the show.

"Like what you see?" Rosalie asked, puzzling us for a minute.

"Yes." He said with a gulp.

"Too bad," she said, pushing a finger straight at his chest with such force that he staggered back.

"Why? I don't mind if things get a little rough." He opined, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

Rosalie laughed, but it was kind of a vicious laugh. Heck, I was scared of that laugh.

"Because I'm a married woman. A married, pregnant woman. And my husband is twice your size pip-squeak. So sorry but I would leave now—if you know what's good for you, that is." Her index finger was still digging into his chest, and he looked like he was in pain.

"O-o-okay." He stuttered, turning away and muttering something like crazy bitch under his breath as he walked away, head hanging in shame.

Rosalie looked up at us and we were all laughing uncontrollably.

"Are we ready now, girls?" She asked, a new glimmer in her eye.

"Let's go see the boys," said Esme, taking my hand and Rosalie's hand—Alice completed the ring by grabbing Rosalie's other hand—and we walked out of the bar.

I had driven to the bar but Rosalie now took my keys from me. I think she was secretly happy to be the designated driver because she always complained that I drove "so slow."

We all got in the car—relegating Esme to the front seat since it was her night, after all, and as soon as Rosalie started the car, one of my favourite songs came on.

I implored Esme to turn it up and then Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It) by Beyonce was blaring through the speakers.

We were all singing along, the windows were down, and I felt like—I can't believe this is my life. I was so happy—so happy with Edward, with my new friends. It was like that day in the courtroom when I tripped was the best thing that had ever happened to me.

Yes, the song was kind of ironic considering we were at a faux bachelorette party, on our way to bust up a bachelor party, but it didn't take anything away from the moment.

Finally we arrived at Glow (what a terrible name) and Rosalie pulled right up to the valet, exchanging a few words with him before we completely surpassed the line. And just like that, we were entering the club—I think Rosalie had deigned to simply smile at the bouncer and he let us right in.

Rosalie was texting Emmett while Alice and Esme were looking around the club for the boys. We spotted them behind a roped off area and Emmett looked perplexed and nervous.

"Rosalie, what did you text Emmett?" I asked.

"I just reminded him of certain consequences which would result if he told my secret."

"Rosalie—look at poor Emmett. How could you?" Alice said, always the peacemaker.

"Don't give me that pouty look Alice, I'm not really mad. It's all part of the plan."

I quickly texted Edward before they could see us.

He turned around immediately, his eyes wandering around the club before he saw me and he broke out into a huge smile—just for me.

He ducked under the rope and walked toward us and then the girls noticed him, too.

"Bella, did you tell them we were here?" Rosalie asked, not pleased.

"I couldn't help myself so yeah . . . but I don't think the rest of them know—yet."

"Well they will now Bella."

I just shrugged—too happy at seeing Edward walk toward me to care about Rosalie being mad.

"It's okay Rosalie," said Esme, taking Rosalie's hand and patting it in a very motherly way. "I think we're all ready to see them, aren't we?"

Rosalie sighed. "Yes, I do want to see that big brute, even if he is guilty! You guys know I can't stay mad at him. Look at the expression on his face—he's already suffered enough."

She started walking to the roped off area where the other three boys were as Edward reached me, taking me in his arms and just staring at me for a minute before kissing me.

I wasn't exactly sure what was going on around us but I could tell Esme, Alice and Rosalie were no longer nearby.

Edward pulled back from our kiss, which was becoming a bit heated for being in public.

"I guess you missed me as much as I missed you." I said, running my fingers through his hair.

He still had his arms around as he traced the pulse in my neck. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Well Rosalie was going to bust Emmett for telling you guys but really, I think we all just missed you."

"Whatever the reason, I'm so glad you're here. The thought of you in this dress in public without me has been driving me crazy all night. Plus you won't believe how sappy these guys got without you girls around."

"Oh Edward, you know you have nothing to worry about. Between Rosalie and Alice, anyone who tried to lay a finger on me would run screaming."

He laughed and I relished the sound.

"I know Bella but that doesn't stop me from hating to be apart from you. Even if tonight was fun . . . I knew this moment was coming. This moment when I would see you again and we would hopefully be going home soon."

I took one of his arms and placed it around my shoulder, snuggling up next to him so we could walk together.

"Let's go see how everyone's doing and then I will definitely let you take me home."

"As you wish, love."


A/N: So only one chapter left! Sadface! I hope you liked this chapter, I know it was a little different but it came out just like I wanted. Thank you to my beta, Jenn, for being amazing and for helping me SOOOOO much with this chapter and giving me the best line ever-- said by Mr. Jasper Hale-- I know you guys know which line I'm talking about! If there is anything in particular you want to see in the wedding chapter, let me know! Please review-- love you all!! xoxo