Author's Notes:
Let's recap.
Graduation: 2008
Met in: 2006
Currently: 2009
So how old is Bella?
Sorry for the hella long wait. Oh, and I'm lazy, so these chapters will be short.
Bella awoken with a drowsy look as she glanced about the room. A faint light had filled it over time, the color telling her that it was early in the morning, but not quite time to get up yet. Feeling a tad…off, she directed her gaze downwards, noticing that her naked form was hanging off the bed, Alice's hand on her back to keep her from falling.
A smile spread across her face as she melted into the touch, enjoying the feel of her icy digits against her bare back. It was nice. Simply nice.
Listening to Alice's even, yet unnecessary, breathing; she felt a calm wash over her. Now was the time.
"Alice?"
She spoke, her voice surprisingly raspy. Then again, she had just woken up.
"Yes, my Bella?"
Her pixie opened her eyes, revealing beautiful golden orbs to the world. Their intensity was smoldering with love and affection, and Bella felt her expression soften at the look. Unable to hold back, she rested her palm against her lover's cheek and leaned in for a kiss, lightly brushing her lips against hers.
Alice sighed happily into it, returning the action without the slightest hint of hesitation.
"You know what I want to talk about."
Bella mumbled as she slowly parted from her.
"I do, but I still want you to tell me."
"Well…"
Now that it was happening, she found herself increasingly nervous. Looking down at the sheets and twirling her finger around a strand of her hair, she tried to gather up both her thoughts and some courage.
"I think we should use Edward's or Jasper's."
Of course, Alice knew what she meant immediately.
"Silly Bella…"
She cooed while moving to kiss the tip of her nose.
"Wha… A-Alice, this is serious!"
"I agree. But do remember, we are technically dead. They can no longer produce sperm, just like I cannot ovulate."
Well that put a damper on her plans. The frown on her face was deep, evidently showing her displeasure.
"A donor it is, then?"
She spoke with a letdown sigh.
"A donor it is."
The two had decided a few weeks ago that they were both emotionally and financially ready to have a family. The thought alone caused butterflies to erupt in Bella's stomach. A family. With her Alice. She was never a girly kind of girl, but this was something she really wanted. She felt like a little kid whose dream was to be a bride.
. . . . . . . . .
"I don't know what we're doing wrong!"
If Alice was capable of crying, she would be bawling by now. Instead, she made whimpering and sobbing noises, sounds that were often caught in her throat. She held the cell phone tight in her grasp as she whined into it. She was in so much pain. Most of it was for Bella, and for her children.
"Another failed attempt?"
Edward spoke calmly on the other line, trying to help his beloved sister get a hold of herself. How much more grief could they take? Two failed attempts and three miscarriages. The suffering must be unbearable.
"She's getting more and more depressed, Edward. And I… I don't know what to do."
The pixie glanced into their bedroom, watching Bella as she lay in bed, a hand over her stomach and the other playing with her hair as she stared longingly at the wall.
"Be there for her. Have any visions lately?"
She paused to chew on her lip in concern. Yes, she had. But they were just like the others. Joy at realizing that Bella was once again pregnant. They always started like that.
"I have. The same one's as before."
Edward hummed in thought on the other line.
"Alice?"
Her head snapped up as Bella called her. Mumbling a goodbye to her brother, she quickly went to her lover's side, grasping her hand as though it were extremely fragile.
"Yes, my Bella?"
"We can do this."
A raw confidence sounded in her voice as she pressed their foreheads together. As Alice felt the warmth of her most important person against her, she truly felt that everything would be fine.
It always was with Bella.
Author's Notes:
Chapter 4: Flashback to Alice's odd confession.