Chapter 4: Reunion

You're Pregnant, Aren't You?

By: DawnBeforeTwilight

Author's Note

Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I had stuff going on. The rating for this is now M so there will be lemons. :D

Edward and I were home alone. Esme was with a client and Carlisle was at the hospital. Edward and I were in the kitchen eating breakfast as we talked. I looked at him as he fixed his breakfast. Boxers, gray shirt, messy hair, and his glasses. I don't know why but I had found it very sexy when he wore them. I knew that later when we would get dressed that he would put in his contacts but the black rimmed glasses he wore that framed his green eyes made him look very bookish.

"So when do you have to get your dress fitted?" Edward asked as he buttered some toast.

"Tomorrow, I'll be around 15 weeks along at the wedding so I need to plan ahead of how much I need let out. Maybe I should just get a dress that will hide my bump. I mean I'm already begging to show," I said as I stood up and lifted my shirt to reveal that I had a slight curve to my flat stomach.

"Bella, everyone already knows you're pregnant, my parents, your mom and Phil, my grandparents, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Mike, Ben, Angela, Eric, Jessica. Everyone who's invited to the wedding knows about the baby. I don't think we should hide what they already know," he said.

"But what about our wedding pictures? What if in 10 years our son or daughter asks to see the pictures of Mom and Dad at their wedding and they see a pregnant stomach and they think that the only reason we got married was because of them?" I asked him. I was afraid that if we told the baby when that I was pregnant at the wedding that the he or she will only think that Edward and I are together because I got pregnant.

"Bella, our kid won't be like that. We'll raise him or her not to be that way," he said as he sat on the counter. He motioned for me to join him as I did. I swung my legs so that I was sitting on his lap. I rested my head against his chest and closed my eyes. He wrapped his arms around me and hummed Clair de Lune. That was the first song we danced to on our first official date.

I touched his face and pulled it down to my level and kissed him. I slowly parted my lips and took his bottom lip between mine and pulled. I heard a moan come from his throat and that made me very happy. I felt him put on arm under my legs and the other on my back as he picked me up.

"Babe, where are we going?" I asked.

"Our room." That's all he said. He carried me up to his room before he placed me on his bed. He took his glasses off and continued to kiss me. His hand traveled to the hem of my shirt and he slipped a hand under my shirt. He moved his hand to my breast and squeezed. I jumped a little. "Bella, if you're not ready to have sex I'm fine with that."

"No. I want this. It's been too long." I pulled his face closer and kissed him again. Edward's hands then moved to my hem and he lifted my shirt off me.

He smiled as he saw my bare chest. He lowered his head and began to kiss my breasts. I tugged on the ends of his hair as he began to lick my left nipple. Whist doing so he pinched the right one, a moaned escaped from my mouth as I felt myself becoming wet. I loved it when Edward pinched my nipples. It felt amazing when his fingers worked their magic all over my body.

"I haven't touched you in so long," Edward said as he switched to my other nipple. I felt his free hand snake its way to my pants and slowly dip in. I moaned when his long fingers came in contact with my clit. I silently screamed as Edward then kissed me.

He stopped kissing me and took his hand out of my pants. I whimpered at the loss of his touch. The way Edward touched me, it was amazing. It felt like nothing I could ever describe. I sat up on my forearms to see that Edward was now taking his shirt off. I admired what was underneath.

Edward had played baseball his freshman and sophomore year and during junior year he added football into the mix. This resulted in him being very muscular. He had a six pack but it wasn't the weird kind like body builders had. It was natural and sexy.

Edward then reached for his boxers and started to pull them down. While he was taking those off I yanked down my pants, taking my underwear along with them.

I looked at his naked body before he pushed me down on my back and hovered over me. He started to kiss me again as his hard on poked my stomach. He kissed my neck and then my collar bone. I then parted my legs for him and he moved in between my legs. He slowly lined himself up with my entrance and looked me in the eyes before he thrust into me. We both moaned in pleasure. Edward then leaned forward and placed his hands on his head bored as he continued to thrust into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer to me.

He then leaned closer to me as he took his hands and intertwined our fingers.

"You're so beautiful," he said before kissing me. He was now up against my chest as he kissed my lips. He then began to thrust in and out of me faster. I moaned louder and could feel my stomach tighten. Edward started to kiss my collarbone and I took the opportunity for his position to kiss neck.

We both screamed each other's names as we came. He then pulled of me and spooned me. We lay in bed for a few minutes, Edward kissing my shoulder every now and then, and I would kiss his arm that was resting on my chest.

"That was fun," he breathed, still coming down from his high.

"It sure was," I said as I stretched out my arms. "The last time we did that was on the night of graduation. And then the day after we found out about this." I motioned to my stomach and then gently patted it.

Edward rolled his eyes and then pulled the sheets off me and moved to my stomach. He gently kissed the small curve that was forming.

"Mommy isn't always like this trust me, she's really sweet and smart and beautiful and funny and I know that you'll turn out just like her," he said. I smiled as he looked back at me.

"You'll be such a great father," I told him as I ran my fingers in my hair.

"And you'll be such a great mother."

"I love you, Edward."

"I love you, too, Bella."

I got off the bed and I looked at his butt before he went to his dresser to get a pair of boxers. I got up after him and put on a fresh pair of underwear and a bra. We finished getting dressed and then walked down stairs. We went to the living room and watched TV.

"So I have to go to work tomorrow," Edward said. He worked every other day at a diner. He's worked there since he was 16. I work at a sports equipment store on the weekends.

"Well I have my dress fitting tomorrow so I'll be with Rose and Alice all day anyway," I said.

"How long does that fitting take?" he asked.

"Have you ever been to a dress store with Alice?" I asked.

"Nope," he answered.

We heard the front door open and our attention went to the hallway.

"Mom?" Edward called out.

"Hello," Esme said as she walked out. She had a huge smile on her face for some reason. "Guess what I brought?"

"We don't know, tell us," I said.

"I brought you a candy bar," she said happily as she showed me a Snickers bar.

"Thanks Esme, but I can't eat anything with peanuts incase the baby is allergic to them," I said as I got up.

"I never knew that. Well in that case I also brought your mother."

From the corner of the hallway came my mom. She looked like me but with blue eyes and much shorter hair. She also had laugh lines from being so happy all the time.

"Mom!" I said as I ran over to her and hugged her. I haven't seen her in a while and I really missed her.

"Bella I missed you. You've grown so much since I last saw you," she cried.

"I saw you 3 weeks ago, I haven't grown that much," I said.

"Well 3 weeks ago I didn't know that you were going to be a mommy," she smiled at me. She looked over my shoulder and saw Edward.

"And Edward, you're going to be a daddy." She then went over to him and hugged him.

"Thanks Renee," he said.

"Esme told me that you went for an ultrasound and have a DVD and pictures," she said with a smile.

"Yeah, let me go get them," I said as I pulled Edward's hand and we went upstairs.

"I can't believe that Renee's here," he said as he grabbed the DVD and pictures from the dresser.

"It's good to see my mom again. At least one of my parents is happy about the baby," I said as I looked down.

"Bella, your dad needs time to adjust to the news. I bet right now he's already thinking of ways to apologize," Edward said.

"What if he's not? I mean do we send him an invite to the wedding in case he's changed his mind?" I asked.

"I don't know. I wish did though." He took my hand and then walked me downstairs. We saw our mothers talking to each other.

"Oh, is Phil here too?" I asked.

"No, he had some games and he'll be in for the wedding," Mom said. She looked at Edward's hand and saw the DVD and pictures and gasped. "Let me see those."

Edward handed Mom the stuff and she smiled.

"Oh Bella, she's beautiful," Mom cried at the pictures.

"She? You think it's a girl?" I asked her. I'm still sure I'm having a boy though.

"Bella, I know it's a girl. When are you due again? February?" she asked.

"Yep, on the 10th to be exact, but I'm thinking that I'll having the baby in late January probably because woman rarely ever have the baby on their due date. Usually a week before their due date," I said as I placed my hand on my stomach.

"Oh Bella, what if you end up having the baby on Valentine's Day?" Esme asked. That would be cute if my baby was a 'Valentine's Baby.

"That would be adorable but I'm pretty sure I'll have the baby in the last few days of January or the first few days of February," I said.

"Can I?" Mom asked as she reached out her hand towards my stomach. I nodded and she rubbed my belly. I already had a small bump but it wasn't too profound since I was only two months along. My mom smiled as she rubbed the bump and hugged me once more. "I know that you two will be great parents. Forget what Charlie says. And speaking of Charlie, I would like to have word with him over this whole thing."

"Mom, no, I don't want to talk to him," I complained.

"Bella, he is being an asshole and someone needs to knock some sense into him and that someone is me," Mom replied. "If he doesn't want to go to his only daughter's wedding there is something seriously wrong with him."

"Bella, someone does need to talk to Charlie about this whole thing, I mean if you don't at least try to talk to him soon it may be too late and the damage done," Esme said.

"Mom, please. Don't make me do this," I begged her.

She sighed heavily before answering. "Fine, but I don't want you to ignore him forever. You have to face Charlie eventually."

The following day Edward had to go to work and I had to go get my dress fitted. It was nice to have my mom be able to come along and even Esme came with us. We were all in Alice's car as we made our way to Port Angeles. I was now nine weeks pregnant and was starting to show.

"So Bella, what does your dress look like?" Mom asked.

"Well, it's strapless and it has a flowing white skirt but I won't be able to fit in it by the wedding. I'll be 15 –almost 16- weeks along. I'll be showing and everything." I placed my hand on my stomach and sighed. "Maybe I should just get a completely different dress? Don't they have maternity wedding dresses?"

"Yes, but you will wear your wedding dress. The one that you picked out before you found out about the baby. We can have adjustments made," Esme said.

We arrived at the dress shop and went up to the front desk.

"Hello, I'm here for a dress fitting. Bella Swan is my name," I said.

"Yes, of course, right this way," said the lady as we followed her. She led us to a back room and looked at the dresses. She pulled out a white dress and two blue dresses which were Alice's and Rosalie's bridesmaid dresses. They were long and blue. It was more of a cornflower blue than a regular blue.

"Now are we going to need to just see if the dresses still fits or are we changing the size?" she asked.

"Well, I'm going to need the dress taken out, a lot. I recently found out I'm expecting and I'll be about 15 weeks along on my wedding day," I said. I hoped she wouldn't judge me.

"It's going hard to know how bigger we'll need to make the dress. How far along are you now?" She asked.

"9 weeks."

"So you'll be about four months at your wedding then. Well it'll be hard to know how big we'll need to make the dress then," she said.

"Bella, how about we just get a new dress? Like a maternity dress?" Mom asked over my shoulder. A maternity dress? I'd never thought that I'd be the one to have a maternity wedding dress. But then again I'd never thought that I would be marrying Edward and having a baby… at the same time.

"A maternity dress? Well, it does sound like the most logical thing to wear. And I will only wear it once so it's not like I'll wear it every day. Wait, what will we do with my old dress then?" I asked.

"You could always donate it. There are some brides who can't afford dresses so sometimes women donate old or never used dresses," said the saleswomen.

"Well if my dress is going to a good cause, then I guess I'll donate it and use a maternity dress," I said.

"That's very sweet of you, dear," Mom said with a smile.

"Ok then," the saleslady who nametag said 'Andrea' said.

"Let's look at some wedding dresses."

She walked toward the left side of the store. We all followed her as she took us to three racks of dresses.

"Bella," Mom whispered to me, "I know that a maternity wedding dress is something you wouldn't want to wear but no one will care if you're showing at the wedding. It's all about you and Edward and how happy you'll be with each other."

"But if I buy a maternity wedding dress it'll make me feel like some teenager that got knocked up on prom night and is having a shotgun wedding," I said trying not to cry.

"Bella is this about Charlie?" She asked as she pulled me aside.

I nodded as wiped my eyes.

"Sweetheart, ignore everything he says, I'll try to talk to him later. You are his only daughter, when you were little he would say how he couldn't wait to walk you down the aisle. I think he may be this way because my dad responded the same way when I told him I was pregnant at 19. He realized how my dad felt when I told him so he acted the same way. He didn't want to see his little girl grow up, and Charlie probably doesn't want you too either. And if you have a girl you know Edward will be very protective of her and never want her to grow up."

"Really? Charlie just needs time?" I asked as I choked back tears. By now Rose, Esme, and Alice were all looking at me.

"Bella, dear, Charlie is probably feeling like a jerk and I bet he really wants you to forgive him," Alice said as she hugged me.

"Are you feeling better?" Rose asked. I nodded and walked back to the dresses and looked at them. I pulled one down from the rack and looked at it. It was a strapless gown with a sash under the breast that flowed out to the skirt. It was obviously made to cover a bump. I liked it and handed that dress to Rosalie as she stood next to me.

"Bella this dress is pretty," Esme said as she pulled a dress off the rack. It had a cross-over neckline, the skirt didn't flow out like the last one, but it was still pretty.

"I really like these two dresses. I'm going to try them on," I said as I took the first one into the dressing room.

I looked at the dress and took off my clothes, leaving myself in my underwear and bra. I looked at myself in the mirror. My bump was small but my baby was there. I looked at the dress and realized I would need help getting it on.

"Um. Rose or Alice, I need help getting the dress on," I asked. On cue the both of them came into the dressing room and helped me into the dress. Alice zipped it up and Rose looked at me.

"Bella, you look too beautiful in it. I think this is the one. Forget the other dress, this one makes you look like a queen," Rosalie said.

"Holy crap, you look amazing," Alice added.

"Really?" I asked.

"Bella come out," Mom said.

"Yeah, we want to see the dress," Esme added.

I opened the door and showed them the dress. The cross-over neckline gave my breasts the right lift and the skirt fell onto my stomach. The skirt was loose so that my bump could grow and the dress would still fit. I hoped that Edward would like it.

"Oh my God!" My mom said as she hugged me. "You look so beautiful."

"Bella, you look ravishing, Edward will be breathless when he sees you walk down the aisle, well; what do you think?" Esme asked.

"I love it. I look pretty. Do you think Edward will like it?" I asked as I turned around from the mirror and looked at the four women.

"Edward will say you look beautiful in anything. I didn't raise my son to be disrespectful to a lady based on what she wears," Esme said.

"This is it, this is the dress."