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EPOV:

After the incident Bella and I had we decided that we would take it easy for the rest of her pregnancy. It was easy for her at first, but now, 1 and a half months later, you can tell she is starting to become restless. So I've tried to think of things we can do at home to keep her mind occupied for the rest of the pregnancy. We had started adding things to the baby book that Esme and Carlisle had gotten us, but we only had sonograms to put in it, so that didn't last long. After many ideas that took no time to finish, I thought that board games would be a fun way to spend our time together until the baby came.

So Bella and I are both in the floor playing Monopoly right now.

"It's your roll, love." I said while handing her the dice.

She took the dice and rolled six.

"One, two, three, four, five, six." She counted aloud.

She landed on one of my hotels and had to pay me $500 dollars.

"Fork it over, love." I said playfully.

"I only have $350." She said whit a fake frown.

"Then I guess I beat you." I said in a taunting tone.

"You cheated." She accused.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, love." I started sorting out all the money to put the game away. Once I had all the pieces and game board in the box I stood up and took the game to the hall closet where we kept all the other games. I walked back over to Bella and told her I was going to start on dinner.

"Ok." She said while trying to stand back up; she was miserably failing.

I stifled a chuckle. "Here love, let me help you get up." She huffed, but let me help her get up. I guess it would be kind of hard to get up when you are eight and a half months pregnant. When I had Bella up on her feet and was certain she had her balance, I made my way into the kitchen.

While I was searching through the pantry for what to have Bella waddled in and sat down at the breakfast bar.

"What would you like to have?" I asked, turning around to look at her.

"I think Chicken Alfredo would be lovely."

I nodded and starting to get everything out to fix the meal. I put the noodles on to boil and put the chicken in the microwave to defrost. After I had all that sorted out I went over sit next to Bella. As soon as I sat down her stomach growled so loud people in Seattle probably heard.

"You must be pretty hungry."

"It seems like I am always hungry." She laughed.

I just laughed with her and got up to finished preparing our dinner. I went to the cabinet where we kept the dinner plates and got two out. I put two hefty portions of pasta on each plate and covered each serving with sauce. To top the meal off I fixed a loaf of garlic bread. I brought the plates over to Bella, who was already sitting at the table. As soon as the plate was in front of her, she started shoveling food into her mouth. I chuckled and sat down next to her.

"This is amazing, Edward." She moaned around her mouthful of food.

"I aim to please." I smirked at her.

She chuckled and went to get a second helping.

After we had finished with dinner I cleared the table and Bella wiped it off. She felt like she needed to help me do something, which that wasn't the case. I let her help anyway, to avoid Bella giving me the cold shoulder. When everything was cleaned up and put away Bella and I went to the living room to watch a movie and relax.

"What movie do you want to watch, love?" I asked, bending down to look at our extensive movie collection.

"The Great Gatsby." She said automatically.

I laughed and put the DVD into the blue ray player. While the previews were going I went into the kitchen to pop Bella some popcorn and get her a drink. Even though we just had dinner I knew she would want popcorn while we watch the movie. I walked back into the living room with a bowl of popcorn and a glass of juice and handed it to Bella.

"Thank you." She said, while reaching for the glass and bowl.

I grabbed the remote and walked over to the couch. I pulled Bella to me and tucked her under my arm. Once we were both comfortable I pressed by on the movie.

About halfway through the movie, I noticed Bella was starting to get a little restless.

"Are you ok, love?" I asked.

"Yeah, just a little uncomfortable."

I leaned down and gave her a comforting kiss on her forehead. We turned back to the movie and started to watch it once more. About five minutes later Bella winced in my arms.

"Bell, are you sure you're ok?" I asked looking into her eyes.

"I think I just want to go lie down." She said and tried to get up.

Of course I had to end up helping her get up and when we were both securely on our feet we headed to our bedroom.

Bella put on one of my shirts and I just stripped into my boxers. We both climbed into bed and when I tried to pull Bella into my arms she said she didn't want to sleep in them to night.

"Bella, something has to be wrong; you're never like this."

"I think I'm just tired and irritable." She said, rolling to her side; facing away from me.

I shrugged it off and tried to go to sleep.

BPOV:

These Braxton Hicks are freakin' killing me! They started right before we began watching The Great Gatsby and have been getting worse ever since. I thought that if I went and lay down they would go away, but they were only getting stronger. Somehow I ended up falling asleep.

I woke up to another sharp pain in my stomach. I turned to see what time it was; three thirty in the morning. I breathed my way through the pain and willed myself to go back to sleep. Of course with my luck that would never happen. A few minutes later the same sharp pain ripped through my abdomen, making me yelp.

Edward shot up in bed, "What's wrong, love?"

"It's just Braxton Hicks; I'll be fine." I explained, rubbing my stomach to relieve some of the pain.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure."

Edward nodded and turned back over to go to sleep.

"Edward?" I asked.

"mmmm…" He mumbled back tiredly.

"Do you think you could stay up with me until the pain goes away?"

Edward sat up and reached over to turn on the lamp that was on our side table. He opened his arms for me to come snuggle up to him. As soon as I got into his arms another spasm went through me. Edward gave me his hand to hold onto and kissed me on my forehead.

"Is there anything you can do to relieve the pain?" Edward asked me.

"Maybe I should hop in the shower. Will you come with me?" I asked looking up at him.

"Anything, love."

Edward stood up and then turned around to help me stand up as well. We headed into the bathroom, but not before having to stop because pain hit me again.

When we were in the shower I just leaned against Edward and let the warm water try to soothe the pain away. The pain wasn't subsiding like Carlisle said it was supposed too; it was starting to get more and more painful.

"Edward, the pain isn't going away; I think it's getting worse." I said, or rather moaned out through the pain.

"Do you think that you might be hungry."

I was about to answer, but before I could I felt warm water gush out of me.

"Edward, I think my water just broke."

"What!? I thought you were having Braxton Hicks!" Edward yelled, trying to get us both out of the shower and dried off.

"I-I didn't know, I'm sorry." I said as tears started to roll down my face; from Edward's outburst and the pain.

Edward whirled around and came over to me, pulling me into his arms. "I'm sorry, love. I'm just anxious and nervous." He explained.

I was about to tell him it was okay when another pain—which I now knew was a contraction—ripped through me. I doubled over and Edward was instantly trying to soothe me in any way he could.

"Let's get you to the hospital." Edward said.

I nodded and Edward handed me some yoga pants and one of his t-shirts. I pulled everything on as fast as I could and grabbed the baby bag. Edward quickly took the bag away from me and ushered me to the car. We only had to stop three times along the way; these contractions were getting closer and closer together. And they were so painful; I don't see how anyone could do this without some sort of medication. Edward helped me into the car and was soon in the driver's seat ready to get us to the hospital in record time.

"Oh god, Edward, it hurts so much!" I all but screamed out.

"I know love, I'm so sorry."

Edward went to start the Volvo, but when he turned the key all the car did was sputter.

"You've got to be kidding me." Edward said hanging his head.

"What is it?" I asked, starting to become nervous.

"The damn car won't start." Edward said hitting the steering wheel rather harshly.

I was about to suggest trying to jump his car with mine, but another painful contraction cut me off. I gripped Edward's hand so tight in mine I thought I would break it; although, the pain was much too great for me to actually care.

"Breathe, love, you can do this." Edward coached. "Let's get you to your car and to the hospital." He said getting out and coming around to my side. As soon as I got out of the car I knew I wouldn't be able to make it to the hospital.

"Edward I don't think I can make it to the hospital." I said breathlessly into his shoulder.

"What? We have to I-I can't—" He was cut off with an agonizing scream.

"Okay then, let's get you inside and I'll call Carlisle." I just nodded and tried my best to waddle into the house.

"Where do you want to do this?" Edward asked uncertainly. "I don't care just get me there!" I yelled becoming impatient.

Edward led me to our bedroom and laid me down on the bed. "I'll be right back, love."

While Edward was gone two more contractions ripped through me and I literally thought I was going to die. Then it hit me that I was going to have to do this without any medicine to relieve the pain.

Edward soon walked back into the bedroom and handed me a cup filled with ice and a wet wash cloth.

"Thank you so much." I said, reaching for the cup of ice.

Edward walked over to where I was lying and wiped the sweat off my forehead. He pulled out his phone and called Carlisle.

"Carlisle, thank god you picked up. Bella went into labor and we can't make it to the hospital, I have no idea what I'm doing. I need you to get over here." Edward rushed out without as much as a breath. "What do you mean you're in Seattle!?" Edward yelled. That's when another contraction hit me, "Ahhhh, Edward I think I need to push!" I yelled.

"Carlisle, she said she needs to push, what do I do!?" he asked frantically. He nodded at something Carlisle said and quickly hung up the phone.

"Okay, Carlisle said he was on his way and I need towels and something to cut and tie off the umbilical cord." He rushed out of the room in search of everything he needed.

He came back into the room and started to take my yoga pants off. "Edward, I really don't think I can do this." I sobbed as a contraction over took me. I gritted my teeth and fisted the bed sheets in my hands.

"You can do this, Bella." He said lovingly, while rubbing my thigh.

"Okay, now Carlisle said to see if I can see the head." I nodded while Edward spread my legs and leaned down to get a look.

"Oh god, wow, o-okay I can see the head. Do you need to push?"

"God yes!"

"Okay, on your next contraction push for me; you can do it Bella."

I nodded and we didn't have to wait long for a contraction to come. I put my chin to my chest and pushed as hard as I could, letting out and ear piercing scream.

"Good, that was great love." Edward said trying to encourage me.

Another contraction came and I pushed with all my might; I actually thought I was about to split in half.

"Okay, good." Edward looked up at me and reached to wipe the sweat of my face. "Come on, love, just a few more."

A few more turned into an hour and a half of pushing, I was about to kill Edward myself.

"Edward," I whined, "I really can't I'm so tired and it hurts so badly." I moaned.

"Bella, you can do this he's almost here." With that Edward grabbed my hand and led it down between my legs; I felt his head and that gave me the motivation to keep pushing.

A contraction came and I pushed as hard as I could.

"Come on, love, you've got this. I can almost get his head out."

That only encouraged me to push harder. "That's it love! Give me two more good pushes and he'll be here."

I pushed and screamed and pushed some more until I was rewarded with the most beautiful sound in the world; my baby boy.

"Bella, you did it! Oh my god, he's actually here." Edward said with a few tears in his eyes.

Edward laid our son on my chest and he grabbed a towel to clean him off with.

"Edward, he's so beautiful." I said through my tears. "I know, love, so beautiful; you did great."

Edward grabbed a piece on string and tied it around Monroe's umbilical cord, and then he cut where Carlisle had told him to over the phone.

"We need to get him cleaned up all the way." I said.

"Let me go get a bowl of warm water and some baby soap." Edward said, placing a kiss on my forehead before going to get what we needed.

I looked down at my beautiful baby boy; I couldn't believe that he was actually here. I could tell he had little wisps of red hair under all of the blood and gunk he was covered in. He had Edward's nose and cheek bones, but had my full lips. He was going to look just like Edward, I couldn't be more excited.

Edward walked back in with all the supplies we needed to wash Monroe.

"You look so beautiful together love."

"I think you mean he looks beautiful, I need to take a shower; I feel nasty."

He just shook his head and sat the tub of water on the bed next to me. We wet the wash cloth and put some soap on it and gave Monroe his first bath together. And let me tell you, our son had a very healthy set of lungs; he didn't seem to enjoy the bath. Once we had Monroe all cleaned up, Edward put a diaper on him with some instruction from me, and I put him in a sleeper.

I was still marveling over how perfect our son was when I realized Edward hadn't held him yet.

"Do you want to hole your son, Edward?"

As soon as the words were out of my mouth, Edward was eagerly reaching for our son. When I had passed Monroe over to Edward, his whole face lit up. It was then when I realized how tiny our baby really was. In his daddy's arms he looked so tiny and fragile, but the image also warmed my heart.

"Edward do you think you could help to the bathroom so I can get cleaned up a little?"

"Sure love, just let me set Monroe down." Edward got up and set Monroe down in the bassinet that was on my side of the bed.

When he was sure Monroe was all situated, he turned to me and helped me stand up. As soon as I was on two feet I hissed at the pain; I felt like I was ran over by a train.

"Are you okay, love?"

"Just super sore." I said, walking into the bathroom.

"Do you want me to stay in here with you?" Edward asked.

"No, I'll be okay. Go out there and spend some quality time with our son." He smiled at that and kissed me on the cheek.

It felt so nice to be clean; I didn't realize how messy giving birth can be. After I had gotten out of the shower I put on the most comfortable pair of underwear I owned and put on a maxi pad. Apparently there is a lot of leakage after you give birth. I then put on some sweatpants and another one of Edward's shirts.

When I walked back into the bedroom, I saw that Carlisle had finally arrived. He was sitting on the bed next to Edward admiring his grandson. I slowly walked over to the bed to join them.

"Bella, how are you feeling?" Carlisle asked.

"Incredibly sore." I said honestly.

"I would say so; you had no pain relief what so ever."

"I couldn't have done it without Edward; he was great." I said, leaning over to kiss him.

Carlisle smiled, "I'm just going to check Monroe over, so you don't have to make a trip to the hospital."

Edward handed our baby boy over to his grandfather and Carlisle began to undress him. He pulled out a measuring tape and measured him, and then he weighed him and recorded all of this information on a chart. He did a few more things to Monroe and handed him to me.

"Well Bella, you gave birth to a very healthy baby boy. I'll just leave you with this and I'll be back tomorrow with Esme. See you guys later."

"Thank you so much Carlisle." I said as he was walking out the door.

He gave me a smile and continued out the door.

I dressed Monroe back in his sleeper and cradled him to me. Edward pulled us both into his arms and we held our son together.

"You really did a good job, Bella." Edward whispered in my ear.

"We both did."

~.~.~ABM~.~.~

Monroe Anthony Cullen

June 2nd, 2014

6 lbs. 5oz.

19 ½ inches long

5:32 A.M.

A/N: Wow guys, longest chapter yet. I stayed up extra late for this one, so show me how much you appreciate it in the reviews. I will also attach a picture of Edward and Bella with Monroe. Let's try to get 43 reviews; whoever reviews will get a sneak peak of the next chapter.

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