A/N: Alrighty, so we know Edward, Bella, and Carlisle are happy. Now you get to find out about everyone else =D Okay, so to get this out of the way, I am NOT going to have Edward and Bella split up or anything because of the babies. They have a very strong relationship, and I think they are better than that. I tried to imagine what my boyfriend and I would do in that situation, and decided to write it from that perspective. Yes, it will be a struggle for them; no, it will not all be sunshine and rainbows. But they love each other, and they can handle anything 3

DISCLAIMER: I asked Stephanie if I could have Twilight and she said no =( How mean is that?

BPOV

I'm having twins. I'm having twins with Edward. Edward and I are having twins. No matter how I word it, it still sounds crazy. How is it possible that not only am I dating the most perfect man in the world, but that I had sex with him, and I am now carrying his children. What's even crazier is that he is actually excited about this. Aren't guys supposed to freak out when they get their teenage girlfriend pregnant? For that matter, aren't teenage girls supposed to freak out when they get pregnant? I guess there is only one explanation: Edward and I aren't normal.

I never planned on having children this young, but I can't say that I'm upset about it. In fact, I'm pretty damn excited. Edward and I have already talked about our plans after high school; he said he wants us to go to school together, which we already had planned, then he wants to get married and start a family. So I already knew we would have children together some day; it's just a little early, that's all. But now there are other questions. Should we get married? I don't want him to marry me just because he got me pregnant, but nothing would make me happier than being his wife. And what about school? Can we have twins and still go to college? We are only going to Seattle, so our families would still be close by, plus all of our friends will be there with us. We definitely have some things to talk about.

We are on our way to Edward's house right now. Today is cleaning day for Esme, so she will be home all afternoon. Carlisle took his lunch early so he could follow us home; he is going to sit with us while we tell Esme the news. I'm not too worried about her reaction, because I am sure she will be just as happy as Carlisle. Edward pulled into the driveway, followed by Carlisle, and we all got out of our cars. Edward had his hand wrapped tightly around mine, and Carlisle put his hand reassuringly on my shoulder as we walked into the house.

Carlisle led us into the living room and told us to go ahead and take a seat while he went to find Esme. Edward pulled me down on the couch next to him, and wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing my head gently. He placed his left hand on my flat stomach, an action that now seemed second nature to him as he has been doing it all day. Carlisle returned after a few minutes with a curious Esme behind him.

"Hi kids. What are you doing here? Is everything okay? You're not sick, are you?" Esme asked hurriedly. She rushed over to us and felt each of our foreheads, her own creased with worry.

"No, mom. Everything is fine; we're not sick. But we do have something we need to talk to you about." Edward smiled softly at his mother and she nodded for him to continue as she took as seat next to Carlisle, perched on the coffee table in front of us.

"Mom, Bella's pregnant." Edward said. His voice oozed with joy, and his green eyes were sparkling brightly. Esme's face remained blank for a moment, then cracked into a wide smile when she squealed in excitement. She jumped up from the couch and wrapped her arms around me tightly, then reached one hand down to pat my stomach softly. She leaned over to hug Edward, and when she sat back down there were tears streaming down her face. She and Carlisle glanced at one another, both of them absolutely overjoyed.

"Oh, Edward! This is wonderful! Well, a little unexpected, but completely wonderful! How far along are you, Bella? I'm sure Carlisle has sat done a sonogram already, correct? Did you print out the picture? I would love to see it! Oh, we have so much to do!" Esme's eyes became distant as she got lost in her thoughts and I giggled happily.

"Mom, there's more," Edward began and Esme's eyes shot back to his face. Edward nodded to Carlisle who produced a black and white photograph to Esme. Edward reached across the space to point to the images on the page.

"These are your grandchildren," he said softly. Esme's brow furrowed in confusion. Her eyes went back and forth between the image in her hands, and our faces across from her. She gasped suddenly and her eyes became wide.

"Grandchildren? As in, more than one?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yes. We're having twins," Edward said proudly. He kissed my temple lightly and turned his attention back to his mother, who had begun crying profusely.

"Oh, Edward! You have no idea how happy you have made me!" she exclaimed. Carlisle joined Edward and I as we laughed, and Esme stood to go grab some Kleenex.

Carlisle left to go back to the hospital a few minutes later, and Edward and I spent the rest of the afternoon talking with Esme. She talked to us about everything we should expect from the first few months of the pregnancy, and showed me pictures from Edward's childhood, beginning with his sonograms. It seemed like only minutes had passed when the front door opened, and all four of our friends wandered into the living room.

"Edward! Bella! We have been so worried about you two! Where were you? Why weren't you at school? Why didn't you answer your phones?" Alice shouted questions at us while wrapping her little arms tightly around our necks.

"Alice, calm down. We will answer all of your questions, but we need the four of you to have a seat," I said calmly. They all exchanged nervous glances then planted themselves on the floor in front of us. I glanced at Edward and he nodded at me in encouragement.

"I'm pregnant," I blurted out. I held my breath, waiting for their reaction. They all looked at each other, then me and Edward, wondering if I had really just said what they think I did. After a few moments of silence, they each jumped up, shouting their congratulations. Alice and Rosalie began crying immediately, rushing over to wrap me in their arms.

"Oh, sweetie, this is so great! I'm so happy for you guys!" Rosalie rubbed my back soothingly while Alice was practically shaking with excitement. I looked over to see Emmett and Jasper wearing matching grins and slapping Edward on the back.

"Do you know how far along you are?" Alice questioned.

"Carlisle said I'm around five weeks, and we're having twins," I smiled widely at my friends as they all began offering up congratulations again. The six of us sat in the living room for the next few hours, talking about the pregnancy and what it will be like with two little ones running around the house. We all agreed that Emmett was not allowed to be left alone with the children under any circumstances, a rule that he was not all too thrilled about. Around eight o'clock Edward and I said our goodbyes and informed them that it was time to tell Charlie. The girls wished us luck, and Emmett and Jasper hummed the death march as Edward flipped them off.

We were quiet the entire way to my house, both of us lost in thought. When we got there the driveway was empty, so we went inside to wait for Charlie. I pulled out the ingredients for lasagna and got to work, knowing that Charlie was always easier to talk to when he was well fed. Edward leaned against the kitchen counter and watched me cook, occasionally stealing a kiss from me.

"Tell me what you're thinking," he asked softly. I placed the lasagna in the oven to bake and washed my hands before walking over to him and leaning into his chest.

"I'm wondering what all of this means for us," I said honestly. "Are we still going to U of W in the fall? And are we going to get married now? Where are we going to live? How are we going to pay for everything?" I started firing of questions while Edward ran his fingers gently through my hair.

"Well, first of all, there is no reason why we can't go to school in the fall. The babies aren't going to be due until the end of the semester, so we will have all of Christmas break to get settled with them. We will have four friends there with us to help take care of the kids when necessary, and both of our families are only a short drive away. We can even schedule our classes so that one of us is home with the kids at all times if that's what you want. We obviously can't live in a dorm room, but we weren't planning to in the first place. We will just have to make sure that we find an apartment with at least two bedrooms. And I have a trust fund set up that I was granted access two on my eighteenth birthday. We have more than enough money to live in complete comfort for at least the next ten years if we want. As for getting married, well, I have a confession to make..." he trailed off. I tilted my head back to look at him, and he chuckled nervously while running a hand through his hair.

"I had a talk with Charlie about a month ago, and I asked for his permission to propose to you after graduation," he admitted. "This isn't exactly how I planned on telling you, but I guess a lot has changed since I first made the decision." He smiled softly at me, pressing his lips to my forehead.

"You really asked Charlie? And he said yes?" I asked. He laughed loudly and wrapped me back in his arms.

"Yes I really asked him, and yes he gave me permission. I have a ring and everything," he smiled widely as my mouth dropped open in shock. "This isn't exactly the romantic proposal I had planned, but I love you with all of my heart Isabella Swan, from now until forever; and I would be honored if you would agree to be my wife." He stared into my eyes with so much intensity that my eyes started watering for what felt like the hundredth time that day.

"Edward, I would love to marry you," I answered, my voice cracking at the end. He gripped my waist tightly and lifted me into the air, spinning me around as I pressed his lips to mine. We held onto each other in my kitchen, our lips fused together and our hands tangled in one anothers hair. We finally pulled away when our lungs were burning from lack of oxygen, and Edward pressed his forehead to mine, breathing heavily.

"I don't have the ring with me, but we can go get it after we talk to Charlie if you like?" he asked hopefully. I nodded enthusiastically and he grinned, kissing me once more before we heard the front door open. We pulled apart and I dried my eyes. Charlie wandered through the house calling my name, and I told him I was in the kitchen. He entered the small room and plopped himself down in one of our mismatched chairs after greeting Edward and I.

A few minutes later our dinner was finished, and we ate in relative silence, occasionally making small talk about the weather or school. When we had finished eating Edward helped me clear off the table and Charlie settled down in front of the television. I looked at Edward whose face had grown paler than usual, and gave him a quick kiss before leading him into the living room; it was now or never.

"Dad, Edward and I have something you want to talk to you about." We settled into the couch and Charlie sat up in his recliner, placing the television on mute.

"What's up Bells?" he asked. I squeezed Edward's hand tightly and took a deep breath to steady my voice.

"Dad, I'm pregnant. Edward and I are having twins. You're going to be a grandfather." My voice started out strong, but turned to a whisper by the end. I watched Charlies face intently, looking for any clue as to what was going on in his head. His face was stoic; completely devoid of any emotion. I glanced at Edward nervously, afraid that maybe I should have broken the news to him a little more slowly. Edward shrugged his shoulders, his eyes filled with concern.

"Dad, are you okay?" I asked tentatively. Charlies eyes flickered up to mine, and his brow furrowed. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, as if he couldn't quite make the words come out of his mouth. I wiped my now sweaty palms on my thighs and Edward wrapped his arm tightly around my waist, as Charlie finally began to speak.

"Wow."

A/N: Is that a good 'wow' or a bad 'wow'? Weeeelll, you'll just have to wait and see! I couldn't make it too easy for you =P