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Emmett: 17 and 2 months old
Rosalie: 16 and 2 months old
Edward: 6 and 2 months old
Isabella: 6 and 2 months old
Jasper: 1 and 2 months old
Alice: 8 months old
Jacob: 7 years old
I decided not to go into Edward and Bella's POV until they are a bit older because when I write their POV's they end up talking like 12 year olds so I'm going to be showing them through other character's eyes.
Chapter 4
Me? A child?
Previously…
"I know! We can ask your brother how to do it. I'm sure he knows and maybe we can practice!" I say happily. We both nod and head back to the house awaiting a new day and a new experience.
Emmett's POV
Rosalie was finally my wife, one who I would cherish and look after more than life itself. The honeymoon was magic, father and mother let us borrow their meadow cottage located in the forest of their castle. We spent about six days there until we wished to see our family again.
Our carriage arrived shortly after I requested one from father and took us back to the castle. When we arrived I found my little sister jumping up and down excitedly like a little monkey and yelling, "Emmy back, Emmy back!"
"Did you get me something?" she asks eagerly.
I pull out a soft, brown teddy bear from behind my back and give it to her. Her face lights up and hugs it. "Thank you big brother Emmy."
"It was not my idea to get you the present dear sister," I say.
Isabella looks at Rosalie and smiles at her warmly, "Thank you big sister Rosy."
Rosalie adored the new nickname and wished to spend time with my little sister while visiting my family. I agreed and they went into Isabella's room to look at her collection of dolls.
I walked into my fathers study and knocked. "Ah Emmett, so nice to see you I hope all went well" he smiles.
I couldn't help but smile back and nod, "Yes we had a wonderful time, thank you for your concern." After having a talk with my father I decided to go visit my mother who was probably resting in their bedchamber.
Knock. Knock. Knock. "Come in" my mother, says from the other side of the door. I walk through and see her knitting with some of her ladies, spread on the bed and chairs. "Hello ladies" I said gentlemanly.
Mother smiles up at me, all the ladies leave for us to have some privacy. She walks up and gives me a warm hug and takes a look at me. "My, my you have grown. Now I have to take care of only my demanding daughter," she laughs. I laugh along with her and sit on the bed next to her.
"How has my little sister been doing lately?" I ask.
Mother chuckles, "She and Carlisle's son, Edward Cullen have been spending large amounts of time together in the garden and in the castle. It's none stop tip and playing games, it's hard for Isabella's ladies to catch up to her and the guards outside to find them hiding in the rose bushes."
"I guess I would have to dismiss my own guards to look after my sister, she was always more adventurous then me" I say.
"She is only of the age six years Emmett and yet already has fallen in love and might soon learn responsibilities because of how much she looks up to you" mothers smiles.
I excuse myself after our talk and I head to the garden where I found Rosalie and Isabella. I found them playing a little game of tip and Rosalie's hair was untidy and dress crooked. I sneak up behind Isabella and grab her, flying her into the air and catching her.
"I always wanted to know when I was ever going to catch that little monkey of yours" Rosalie smiles.
"I'm not a monkey!" yells Isabella.
"Yes you are" Rosalie teases while tickling her nose.
"No I'm not!"
"Yes you are."
"Listen the both of you, you're both monkeys, my monkeys," I laugh. Rosalie and Isabella jump on me and I fall onto my back with both of them on top of me. We all laugh and lie still on the grass, looking up at the clouds. I saw a cloud the shape of a woman and a man holding each other and the woman was holding a small child in her arms. And I knew that, that was Rosalie's child and mine.
"Big brother, how do you kiss?" Isabella says, breaking the silence.
"Um…well maybe you can ask Edward, he's probably already asking his father at this instant" I quickly say, trying to avoid the awkward talk with my younger sister about kissing.
Esme's POV
"Mama how come I don't have a big brother or sister like Isabella does?" Edward asks me curiously.
"Because you were born first and instead you have a baby sister, that's something Isabella doesn't have" I say.
"So I'm the big brother?" Edward says pointing at himself. I nod and smile. He runs off and all his guards try to catch up to him. Alice was quietly sleeping in my arms and stretched. She opened her large green eyes and stares adorably at me.
"Good morning Ali" I coo at her. She giggles at the word Ali, the nickname I gave her. I play with her small, while hand and she wraps it around one of my fingers. Alice was a tiny child when she was born and Carlisle and I were afraid she was born stillborn but she was healthy enough to stay alive.
One of my caramel locks of hair falls over my shoulder and Alice holds it and plays with it. "Does the lady need milk for the princess?" a maid asks me. "That would help, thankyou" I say kindly.
She curtseys and runs off to the kitchen. Alice starts whining but I shake her and quite her down. "The bottle, miss" the maid says, handing me the bottle. "Thankyou" and I give the bottle to Alice's hungry mouth. She suckles on it for a while until she becomes tired and falls to sleep. I walk upstairs into the nursery and place her in a warm clothed crib with fox fur and silk to cool her down in summer. I kiss her on the forehead and walk into Carlisle's and my bedchamber to get some well-needed sleep.
Renee's POV
"Isabella we are having some guests over who are a noble family called the Black's and I want you to treat them warmly and kindly" I say.
"Why are they coming here though?" Isabella asks.
"Because their son, Jacob Black wishes to become a knight and his father have decided for him to come here and train with Emmett as his page."
"What's a page?" she asks.
"It is a boy of a royal or noble family who wishes to become a knight but before he becomes one he will be sent to another trusted ally's home to learn courtesy and respect at the age of seven, this is called a page" I finish.
"Oh" is all she says.
A large gentleman with dark skin walks in with a child, who looked exactly like him. Both of them kiss out hands kindly and bow. "Such luck to meet the ladies of such a beautiful household, I am Eliot Black (when I was thinking of a old name for Billy I couldn't think of one and the name Eliot kept coming into my head) and my son here, Jacob Black" the man smiles.
"We welcome you to our home and hope you have a pleasant stay Mr. Black" I smile.
Eliot Black kneels down to the height of his seven-year-old son and tells him to behave and must respect the rules of our household. He gets back onto his feet and takes a last bow and departs to his carriage. Jacob Black still stands there looking at Isabella and me like a lost puppy.
"Isabella, care to show our guest his quarters and ask the maids to prepare a meal for him" I say and walk off.
Author's POV
Isabella smiles awkwardly at her new guest and leads him to his room. She opens the small, one bedroom and shows him his wardrobe to put his clothes in. A maid shortly arrives with hot soup and places it on the bedside table with a silver spoon. Isabella curtseys and starts to head for the door to give him some privacy.
Jacob grabs for an arm and stops her from exiting. "I'm really sorry but is it O.K if I…follow you around until I get used to being here. When I told my Papa that I wanted to learn how to sword fight he said he was going to send me to another rich family's house and I'm really…nervous" he admits.
Isabella felt sorry for him being thrown into another family's responsibility and having to learn from strangers and stay in the same house with strangers. "Of course, I'll have some of my maids accompany us and have a tour of the house" she says.
"Would it be all right if you didn't have the maids around?" he asks.
"Well I can but I have a friend who comes daily and always stays with me and I can't dismiss him since he is of the same ranking of I."
"Who is this friend?" Jacob asks curiously.
"Edward Cullen, he's a Prince in another castle and both our Papa's and Mama's want us to…marry and so we spend everyday with each other and play tip!" she says happily.
Jacob looks down at the ground sadly, "I wish I had someone to play with. My sisters are adults now and married and they were too busy to spare time with their younger brother and Papa is busy with trying to find a wife for him and myself."
"Yourself? But aren't you too young to be wed?"
"Yes but he wants it arranged like when I become an adult like he is, he wants me to marry a beautiful young girl like he always says" he mutters.
"Why is your Papa looking for a wife? Does he not have one?"
"No, Mama died when I was only three" he says and pulls out three fingers, "and Papa was so sad that he couldn't live his life alone with his only son and must have someone to love again. I miss Mama so much, sometimes I have nightmares of her dieing all over again," he sobs.
Isabella pats his back warmly and lets him cry out his sorrow and pain for his mother.
1 month later…
Rosalie's POV
"Rose, are you sure you are fine?" Emmett asks, holding his hand on my back and puke out more vomit. "I am sure of it, I think we should visit a physician today to see what is wrong," I answer. (Physician is a medieval doctor)
"I agree, lets get you home to bed before the sickness arrises again."
We take a quick walk back to the castle and head to Emmett's old bedroom quarters. I lie down on the bed and Emmett pulls the covers over me, keeping me warm. Esme and Carlisle arrive into our quarters with maids holding soup and broth.
"Dear, what is wrong?" Esme asks me worried. "An upset stomach, she has been vomiting all morning," says Emmett.
For some reason Esme's features lit up with excitement and happiness. "What is it, love?" asks Carlisle. Esme whispers into his ear and his face brighten also. What are they so happy about my sickness for? "Mother, Father what is wrong with Rosalie?" asks Emmett panicking.
"Do not fret son, Esme has experienced this twice in her life, Rosalie is expecting a child" Carlisle smiles.
I've never seen Emmett jump up and down excitedly in my life and now I've just seen it. Me? A child? I never thought something like this would happen so soon, I mean I've only been married to Emmett for three months now and I'm already carrying the next heir to the Swan thrown. I could imagine Emmett and I sitting on a bench outside a fountain with our son feeding the ducks happily.
"Dear god, I'm a grand-mother so soon! I already have a six-year-old daughter and will soon have a grandchild in the next year! Carlisle I feel I little woozy, send for the maids" says Esme.
Esme was the best mother-in-law you would find in god's entire world and I'm glad to be apart of her hopeful, happy family. Even though she could be a bit stressful she always makes a joke of something and never blames someone of anything.
After the maids carefully helped Esme to her bedroom Carlisle joined her to give us some time. As soon as the door was closed Emmett jumped on me and kisses my neck. "Never have I felt to love you more than ever" he smiles against my skin.
"Never have I seen you light up to such news" I laugh.
Emmett lies next to me and strokes my blonde hair slowly staying quite. "Do you think it would be a male or female?" I ask, turning onto my side.
"I wouldn't mind either male or female as long as the child is as perfect as you are" he teases. I kiss his nose and rub my stomach. I had a small living thing inside of me now and both Emmett and I brought it into this world, our world.
Carlisle's POV
"Papa there is something Isabella and I…don't understand" Edward says awkwardly below me.
"What would that be son?" I ask.
"Well you know those things you call um kisses?"
I raise an eyebrow and nod, "Yes."
"Well I kissed Isabella and we are not sure how to do it right and we want to ask our Papa's and Mama's and Isabella's brother, Emmett how to do it," he says shyly.
I chuckle at the thought of my six-year-old son asking me how to kiss his future wife. I looked around for Esme but she must be caring for Alice. "Well I can't really tell you because you should see how its done not just sometime telling you how to."
"Then can you show me?"
"Of course, fetch your mother please for me." I smile as he quickly runs up the stairs to find his mother and the though, my son already kissed a girl and I have only just been informed? I chuckle, I've never been the over protective type unless its to Alice or Esme and soon to be Isabella.
Esme and Edward come down the stairs stopping my train of thought. "What is it dear?" asks Esme.
"Mama, Papa said he could show me how to kiss so I had to come get you," says Edward.
"And why does my son need to know such a romantic term?" she says. "It is because dear, Edward here has already shared a little romance with another" I wink. Esme smiles and picks up Edward in one arm. She was very strong to carry a six year old and an infant most of the day.
"Remember not too romantic" whispers Esme. I nod and take her lips in mine. We didn't do it with a lot of romance like we usually do because we were showing the first stage of kissing to our son. We slowly brake and smile at each other. We both look at Edward and see the confused look on his face.
"How am I suppose to see when both your heads are blocking my sight," he says.
Esme chuckles and kiss him on the cheek, "Just try that, its much easier." He smiles and jumps out her arms, landing on his feet and dashing off.
"Now where were we" Esme smiles seductively at me. "Care to show me?" I ask. "Of course dear."
Before we got close enough to each other we heard a large smash coming from the Great Hall. We quickly run off to the sound and find Edward on the floor and a vase next to him, smashed into a million pieces.
"Edward!"
Author's Note:
Celebrate, Rosalie going to have a baby! I'm haven't picked the gender yet nor the name so I want you to review me and give me names and your choice in gender! When I was thinking of a old name for Billy the first thing that came into my head was Eliot = Billy Eliot (lol)
Once the chosen name and gender of Rosalie's baby has been tallied up I will post a picture of it later on, but first you must review!
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