Bella's POV:

My trip full of peace and quiet lasted all of 24 hours. It was early Saturday morning when Alice woke me from my sleep.

"Bella," Paul sounded worried and it caused me to bolt upright in bed. "You need to come home."

I was already out of bed and throwing clothes on and noted that Alice and Rosalie were packing furiously at their vampire speed when I asked "Are the kids okay?"

"Micah and Noah have been sick since yesterday morning," he started and I knew that this was just the beginning. "Molly and Warren started puking just after dinner and Lucas started about ten minutes ago."

"Tris and Trinity?" I questioned of my youngest health.

"Your dad is on his way to pick them up," he sounded exhausted.

"Okay," I said. "We're on our way home."

"I'm sorry we're interrupting your trip," he sighed. "I know how much you were looking forward to it."

"My family is more important than a trip," I reassured. "We'll be home as fast as we can."

"Thanks," Paul says softly. "I love you babe."

"Love you too," I smile. "Tell the kid's mommy's coming home."

We hung up at the same time and Rosalie looked sadly at me, "I hate when your kids get sick." I knew she didn't mean that she was annoyed because our trip was cut short but instead because she wished that she could be sick in place of my kids. She really was like their second mother.

"We'll come another time," Alice smiled and squeezed my hand reassuringly. "I'm going to go check out and you guys meet me at the car."

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The drive home felt like it dragged on for eternity as I watched the coast line fly by. Rose drove as fast as she could but nothing could be fast enough for me right now.

I tore up my front steps within seconds of Rose putting the car in park and flung the door open.

The sight that greeted me melted my heart. Paul was laid out on the couch and Molly was fast asleep on his chest. My four oldest boys were sprawled around the living room floor, which had been cleared of anything unnecessary, in various superhero sleeping bags and Aladdin playing on the TV.

"Mommy," Lucas whispered hoarsely and I raised a finger to my lips signalling him to keep quiet. I smiled and moved into the room.

Alice and Rose were going to come by later with Esme, dinner and my bags from the trip.

I kissed Lucas' head and moved to Noah who aside from my husband happened to be the only other one awake.

"How you feeling?" I asked putting the back of my wrist against his forehead.

"Icky," Noah lamented and he looked it too. All of them were shades too pale and looked slightly green. Both my children who were awake were hoarse and warm to the touch, okay well warmer than their normal temperature.

"Well," I said throwing off my jacket and settling onto the other free couch. "Mommy's home now and I just so happen to have two free lap spaces for anybody who wishes to sit with me."

Both clambered into my lap and Paul craned his neck to give me a gracious smile.

'Thank you,' He mouthed.

I just smiled back and snuggled down holding both boys tightly.

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"They're all in bed," Paul informed me as he snuck his arms around my waist. "Thanks again for coming Bells. I don't know how I would have dealt with this afternoon without you."

"I know," I teased. "You would have found some way though I am sure." After our afternoon of cuddling our evening was spent with 3 puking children and 2 with the shakes so bad I would have thought they were about to phase.

My dad and Sue had offered to keep the two littlest ones until the end of the weekend as they amazingly weren't showing any signs of illness and we'd gratefully taken them up on the offer.

"Do you have to go on patrol tonight?" I asked eager to just spend time with him.

Sam had called an hour ago and informed us that Jacob and Embry were both sicker than dogs and asking if Paul could cover for one of them.

"Yeah," He sighed. "But I don't think it will be too bad and I'll be back in time that if the kids are feeling better we could do brunch?"

I grinned widely- we hadn't been able to do our weekly tradition of brunch since Trinity's birth and I knew the older kids missed it. It usually involved an enormous amount of food; bacon, eggs, pancakes, fruit and all of us gathered around in our pyjamas. If the kids were feeling better I knew they would love it.

"Better head out," I sighed twisting to face him. "Be careful."

"Always," he smiled and swept me into a passionate kiss.

"Keep that up and you won't be going anywhere," I laughed and hugged him close.

He growled slightly and kissed me again and turned to leave leaving me to go back to cleaning the kitchen and disinfecting every available surface.

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I hit my bed about two hours after Paul left determined to try and get some sleep before my kids started being sick again.

I had just gotten under the covers and shut my eyes when I heard a plaintive "Momma," from a little voice I recognized but hadn't heard all day.

"Hey Warren," I said not even opening my eyes. "Everything okay?"

"Don't feel good momma," he said and sniffled for good measure.

I lifted my quilt up and he scrambled instantly in beside me, "Well, let's close our eyes and try to go to sleep, maybe you'll feel better in the morning." I tried hard not to sound tired but sympathetic and it must have worked.

"I loves sleeping with you, momma," he sighed contently and snuggled closer to my chest so I could hold him tight.

"I love it too," I admitted. "But we can't tell anyone- we don't want them to get jealous."

"I promise," he swore solemnly and I grinned into the darkness. As much as I said I was tired and I needed a break there was nothing better in this world then snuggling with one of my babies and I wouldn't trade all the rest and relaxation in the world for the warm feeling I got when I got to hold one of them tight and know that for just a minute they were safe in my arms.