Previously

Suddenly she stopped at one particular spot...

"Well, I'm sure Alice is going to be one of the most loved and cared for babies I've ever met."

We were having a girl, a baby girl.

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I awoke from a dream, a pleasant one...for the first time in a few weeks.

I rose from the bed, pausing to look at the angel next to me, and continued to the horrid, white bathroom.

Thump. Ow. Did something just hit my stomach?

No, I'm standing in the middle of the bathroom...

Okay...that was weird...

Thump. Okay, OW! Wait, that was the baby...the baby kicked! Alice kicked! Ah!

"Emmett! Emmett!"

"What? What?!"

"She kicked! The baby kicked!"

"What?" He asked with a bewildered look, a grin the size of Africa spread on his face.

"She kicked, Alice kicked." I said trying to regain my breath. I smiled.

Emmett scooped me up and kissed me, it had been so long since he kissed me like this.

His picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist, my hands tangling in his gorgeous curly hair.

The baby kicked again and we both bursted out into a giggle fit, laughing so hard it brought us both down onto the bed.

We layed there laughing for a while, and once the laughs died down, he layed his hand on my stomach, occasionally touching my face and hair, kissing my forehead, nose and wrists.

I just layed there, sighing, smiling, this moment couldn't be any more perfect.

"Is everything okay in here?" Dr. Drebuss asked as he emerged from behind the curtain that hid us from the door, we almost always had it drawn shut. He immediately smiled when he saw Emmett and I sprawled out on the bed, smiling.

"Everything's fine Mark." I said with a giggle, (We were on a first name basis.)

"Okay, but I'm here to check on Rose, so Emmett...if you don't mind?" He said gesturing to my stomach. Dr. Drebuss was my doctor, not Emmett's. He was nice enough to come to us, I'm pretty sure we never left this room. We really didn't need to honestly, it was one of the nicest rooms in the hospital, we had a view of the ocean...it was perfect, really.

"Alright." Emmett replied glumly.

He shuffled to the other side of the bed, while I sat up and rested my head on a pillow.

Emmett lifted up my shirt so my stomach was showing, and Dr. Drebuss pushed on random places, asked me how I've been feeling, symptoms, blaah.

He finished, left, and Emmett and I returned to our previous activities, laying, sighing, kissing...you know?

This isn't half bad...

I'm not terribly proud of this chapter, I'm having some serious writer's block, any ideas? I don't wanna make it sound like a soap opera, and I don't want it to be predictable. Ideas??? Pleaseee???? Welll....I'm off. Happy Holidays! I hope you all have a great Christmas, Hannukah, or Kwanzaa!! :D ANd the best present? Reviews!! 8D