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Chapter: 10

The next hour flies by and I'm now in the operating room. I relax a little more, when I see that Carlisle is doing it and then I look at Edward.

"Distract me please?"

"Okay, in about six or so weeks' time, you're going to get a knock at the door. You'll know that it's me and I'll be there to take you out for our first date, outside of our house. You'll slowly make your way to the door and you'll open it. You'll be shocked that I'm standing there, instead of just coming in. I'll hand you our weekly flowers... On a side note, you'll get flowers every Friday, until the day I die. Anyway, back to what I was saying ... I will look you up and down and see that you have a sexy dress on. You'll move to the side and wave me in as you take the flowers from me. I'll walk over to little one, who's all dressed and in the car seat. She and I will have some bonding time, as you put the flowers in a vase. Once you're ready, I will walk my girls to the car, and open the doors for them. After we're all buckled in and safe, I'll drive slowly and safely, until I get to a little wooded area I want to show you. I'll help you and little one out of the car. We'll walk over to where I have a picnic all set up. We'll lay on the blanket, talking, and laughing as we watch little one. She'll be so fun to watch, as she takes in the birds chirping and sunshine twinkling in the trees. Then I'll get down on one knee and ask you to be my wife."

I gasp at him and he covers my mouth with his in a light, but wonderful kiss.

"You'll have that amazing smile on your face as you look down at me. I'll ask little one if you should say yes, and she'll chuckle for the first time sealing your fate to me. You'll turn saying yes and I'll slide the ring on to your finger and pull you to me."

Edward wipes the tears as it falls from my eyes.

"I'm in love with you and I think I've been in love with you from the second I saw you. If not in six weeks, one day soon I will ask you to be my wife. I'm planning on making it virtually impossible for you to turn me down."

I nod at him overcome with emotions.

"Momma, here's your baby girl," Carlisle says and I turn see my little one who is quickly taken away. My eyes flood with tears, when I hear her gentle cries.

"She's okay, mamma, she's okay," Edward says over and over again.

Carlisle fixes me back up and I'm wheeled into the recovery ward. Time goes so slow in here and I know that it's because I'm worried about my baby girl.

"Bella, Edward," Carlisle says with a smile, and I let out a breath I've been holding.

"She's doing great, really well actually. Six weeks early isn't bad, she's tiny, but healthy. We'll have to help her a little on a few things. We're keeping her temperature up and giving her a little oxygen to help with her breathing, but that will last about seventy-two hours. If she's still doing as well as she is now, we'll take her off of it. She's just under five pounds and scored seven and seven on the Apgar testing, that's pretty good for being six weeks early.

"You'll be able to see her tomorrow if you have a good night tonight."

"What about tonight, can't Edward see her?"

"Doll, you're her momma, you should be first to see her."

I shake my head at him.

"Please, Edward, go see her, take a picture of her, so that I can see her before I go to sleep. Then I'll know she's okay, please?"

"If you're sure?" he says sounding excited.

I nod at him and he kisses my lips, before walking out of my room.

"He's really taken with you."

I swallow and look at Carlisle.

"If you think I'm leading him on or that I'm too old for him ..."

His chuckling stops my rant.

"His mom is eight years older than me. I think that's why he has always looked for an older woman, to him that's what's normal."

I nod at him and smile.

"You seem very good for him. You give him that spark and have taught him that not everything in life comes easily. You've helped him understand that sometimes life can be cruel and unkind. Now, I'm here to look you over."

He winks and gets on with his work. The nurse helps me change, and we are just finishing up, when a grinning Edward comes walking back in.

"Hey," I say with a smile and he walks over kissing my head. "How's our little one?"

"She's a beautiful little angel," he says showing me his cell.

I chuckle going through what seems like hundreds of pictures he took of her.

"As much as I do love to call her little one, she needs a real name, any thoughts?"

Edward hums.

"What about Isabella, like her mom?"

I glare at him shaking my head.

"I can't help it, I love her," he chuckles at me, and lies next to me on my bed.

"What about Mia?"

I tilt my head and grin as I nod at him.

"Mia Elizabeth Swan," I say out loud and I see the pout on Edward's face and roll my eyes. "We'll change it to Cullen, once you make honest woman out of me."

"Oh, that's not going to be too long then," he says kissing my lips.

He pulls back and looks me in the eye.

"I do love you and I'm in love with you"

"I think," I stop, and kiss his lips again, "no, I know I'm in love with you."

"See I told you that I'd get you."

"Yeah, you did say that."

I lay my head on top of Edward's chest, and I feel nothing but happiness, as he runs his fingers through my hair.

The next morning, I get the all clear to be more mobile. I can't stop myself from getting excited. As soon as I see Edward with the wheelchair, I leap in to it, well, as best as I can leap anyway.

"I guess I don't need to ask if you're ready to see Mia?" he says as he places a blanket over my legs.

"So I take it you'll be up for this," he says as he starts to run pushing me down the hallway. After I'm over the initial shock, I start to giggle.

"No running," gets yelled as we pass the nurses desk.

Edward starts to walk, until he turns the corner, and then starts running again.

He slows down, when he gets close to the NICU ward. We stop and wash up, and he wheels me to where Mia is.

"She's so small," I say wiping the stupid tears that have started falling again.

I just look at her in awe.

"You can touch her," Edward says softly as he slides a little window over.

"But what if I hurt her? I mean, she's so small, and my hands look huge next to her," I cry even more, "and for some reason I keep crying."

"Its the baby blues, it'll be fine. It's common for new moms to cry a lot. Don't worry, I'm keeping my eye on you," he says with a tilt of his head. He clasps my hand in his that's lying near Mia's little arm.

"She's small, but not as small as some of the others. You're going to be fine at this—actually no, you'll be great at this."

My little finger runs up and down her arm.

"She's such a pretty baby."

"Oh no, she's more than pretty, she's perfect," Edward says sitting back on his seat.

We stay for a few more hours, and I express some milk. When I start to yawn, Edward wheels me back to the ward for a nap, saying he'll take me back after dinner.

A/N: Thoughts?