"Any day now," I said to my bloated belly.
Edward and I lied in bed. His cold hands rubbed against my belly. The baby was due any day. I was just a matter of time.
"Bella, how I wish it was my own child in there."
"How I wish, also."
"Bella, do you know how much I love you?"
"You could tell me again," I smiled.
"Isabella, I really love you. More than the countless stars at night or eternal life. More than my thirst, more than this world." With that, Edward rolled over and began to kiss me. This wasn't a peck, it was intense. So intense, I thought the baby kicked in a reaction. But the pain I felt was too low. He stopped kissing me and thought for a moment. After a while, he kissed me again. Again the tiny sensation came back. Then, Edward blew his icy breath in my face. It was funny how Edward had to restrain himself over the course of this pregnancy from breathing on me. I was so sensitive to it, that it made me woozy. He thought this time it might stop the pain. But it didn't.
The reaction of his breath with my body this time induced my labor.
"Uh, Edward could you get Carlisle? I'm about to have this baby," I stated. It shocked Edward. His eyes glistened in excitement and nervousness, but he ran back within seconds of my request.
Edward and Dr. Cullen prepped a room for me. I waddled in pain to be positioned.
"How long will I be in labor?" I asked. I was weary of his answer.
"Depends. Could be minutes or hours." he admitted.
"Ugh. This is going to be a long night," I complained.
"Don't fret, Bella, I'll be here through it all," Edward promised. He gently squeezed my hand and flashed his crooked smile. My heart raced and the contractions became closer. Soon, it was time.
"Okay, Bella, PUSH!" Carlisle directed. I followed his directions applying all the force I had. Good thing Edward wasn't fragile because it felt like I was squeezing the life out of his hand. Then, I heard it. Its first cries.
"Congratulations, Bella. It's a -" Dr. Cullen exclaimed.
