A/N: Yes, you saw that right… two chapters in like two hours. I'm glutton for punishment. I have a few shoutouts to some friends in this story, I hope both of them catch on to them.
This will be a short A/N since I haven't read any of the recent reviews, but the two-fer day is for all 531 who have this on Alert and 359 who have it as a favorite. You all rock!
I don't own twilight; I do have a printer without any ink. Anyone have ink for an Epson Stylus Photo R220 Printer?
BPOV
I was pacing around my bedroom nervously, waiting for the call from Dr. Lewis office. It's not like I didn't believe I was pregnant, I just wanted official confirmation from a doctor, not a stick I bought at Wal-Mart. It was almost lunchtime on Friday and Edward was out fishing with Charlie. Renee had tried to get me to go into Port Angeles with her, but I pretended I had a stomach ache and she finally left me alone after almost two hours of begging.
My cell phone sat on my dresser, practically calling out to me like a beacon and I couldn't stop staring at it. A watched pot never boils, is what my mother would be saying if she saw me right now and I didn't care. I kept trying to sit down and read my pregnancy book but I couldn't focus on anything but that damned cell phone.
When we had arrived at my parents on Wednesday afternoon after the doctor's appointment, my parents were beyond excited to see us. Charlie practically yanked Edward out to the backyard to show him the improvements to his old Impala, which every time I saw it I still blushed as I recalled when Edward and I had a quickie in the back seat. My mother then dragged me into the kitchen and made me tell her all about our trip while she prepared some steaks and burgers for dinner.
"There are actually two story outhouses?" she asked incredulously as she tossed some seasonings on the steaks and stacked them up on a plate. I looked out the back door and saw Edward and my father checking out his new barbecue, which was no doubt the main reason we were having steak tonight.
"Yeah. They don't work, well not anymore anyways," I said with a slight laugh as Edward and Charlie walked in and Charlie wrapped his arm around my mom's waist, kissing her neck. It was still kind of sweet to see them act that way together, showing they were still in love with each other. I wondered briefly if twenty five years down the road Edward and I would still feel the way we do now.
I was woken from my memories by my cell phone buzzing on the dresser. I grabbed it quickly, flipping it open and started to speak nervously, my voice practically quivering.
"Hello."
"Is this Isabella Swan?" said the calm female voice on the other end of the phone.
"Yes."
"Hi Isabella, this is Tasha from Dr. Lewis' office," she began to say as I sat down on the edge of the bed. "I'm calling to provide you with the results of the blood test we had processed on your behalf and confirm that you are indeed pregnant."
"Thank you," I replied quietly as a smile broke out across my face. I don't think I could have handled it if I had found out it had been a false positive.
"Dr. Lewis would like you to schedule a follow up appointment for a month from now," said Tasha casually as I quickly cut her off.
"Oh, well. I actually live in New York City, so I will make arrangements to continue my care with my doctor there, but thank you for your assistance Tasha," I said sweetly. "Oh, can I ask one thing?"
"Sure Isabella," she replied genuinely.
"I'm actually on a cross country trip with my boyfriend, I'm just wondering if the travelling would be harmful to the baby," I asked, a hint of concern obvious in my voice. I didn't want to continue on with our plans if there was any chance of hurting the baby. I didn't think there was, but Edward asked me to double check when they called me today.
"No, that should be fine. As long as you continue with your pre-natal care, take your vitamins and what not, you should be alright. I am assuming this is not a long term thing and you will be back in New York eventually?" she inquired as I leaned back on the bed, staring at the ceiling and suddenly feeling like a sixteen year old girl back in my old bedroom.
"Yeah, I'll be back in New York in about a month or so," I replied.
"That's fine Isabella. You can get your sonogram at twelve to fourteen weeks, so I would contact your doctor back in New York and make the arrangements. Then plan your trip accordingly," advised Tasha as I thanked her again and quickly shut the phone off. I lay on the bed and flipped open the phone again, going through my directory to find the phone number for my doctor back in New York and dialed immediately.
"Good Afternoon, Dr. Feldman's office. This is Nicole," said the sweet voice on the other end of the phone.
"Hi Nicole, this is Isabella Swan. I was hoping I could make an appointment with Dr. Feldman in the near future," I said quickly. "I've just found out I am about 8 weeks pregnant and need to schedule an ultrasound."
"That's wonderful news Isabella, congratulations. According to my calendar, the soonest we can get you in is August 5th. Is this alright for you?" Hmm… one month. I guess that's the best I can do.
"Sure Nicole. What time?"
"How about first thing in the morning, nine o'clock?"
"That's fine," I replied as Nicole then told me a few things to do to prepare for the ultrasound. I explained that I already had the blood test done confirming the pregnancy and she advised that she would have Dr. Feldman run several other tests to make sure everything was fine with the baby. I thanked her profusely before ending the call and texting Edward.
E – Positive on the test. Appointment in NYC on Aug 5 9am. Luv U – B
I got up from my bed and walked over to the shelf where my mother had kept a lot of my childhood items, including an old stuffed bear Charlie had given me when I was born. I pulled it down and lay back on the bed, pulling at the tag as I wondered how the hell to break the news to my parents.
So, Edward here didn't wrap his pecker and I'm knocked up. Yeah that would go over like a fart in church.
I can't keep my hands off of him and whoops… we're having a baby I don't think Charlie would like that one very much.
My phone started buzzing on the night stand beside me and I opened it up to find a text from Edward.
B- Awesome. Can't wait to c u. I luv u – E
It's less than an hour later when my mother walks in carrying a couple of bags from some stores in Port Angeles and I traipse down the stairs to join her. "It looks like you bought out Hearth and Home," I said with a snicker as my mother sat down in a nearby chair after laying the bags on the floor.
"Well, with Edward's family coming tonight, I had to do something Bella. I don't think I have even bought a candle for this place in five years," sighed Renee as I grinned at her. She was putting in all of this effort to impress Edward's family, which I thought was cute, although ridiculous.
"Do you want help?"
"Sure, can you start pulling all the price tags off of everything and I can tell you where they go," she said with a small smile as she started to pull off her shoes and began rubbing her feet. Within fifteen minutes I had almost completely redecorated the living room with candles, pillows, throw blankets and other various knick knacks.
"It looks nice," I commented when we were done and my mother pleaded for my opinion.
"Well, you guys didn't exactly give me a lot of time to plan this. I would have probably bought new furniture, but this is what you get in such a short time," she said as she finally stood from her seat and headed into the kitchen. I followed behind and I was about to help her make dinner when Charlie and Edward walked in the front door, my dad holding a small cooler which no doubt held his catch for the day.
When he opened the top of it to show my mother, I bolted from the room, desperate to find the bathroom and puke my guts out. Unfortunately, I didn't have a moment to lock the door and Edward came in a moment later, smelling like fish and making me wretch again.
"Okay… I love you, but you need to go shower right now. The smell of fish is making me ill," I said as I clung to the toilet like a lifeline and he stepped out behind me. I could hear him talking to my parents reassuring them that I was fine and I crawled to the door and locked it, glad for the quiet, if only for a few moments. When I was done, I stood in front of the sink of the powder room and splashed some water on my face before taking a deep breath and walking back into the kitchen.
"Are you alright baby?" asked my mother as she hugged my shoulder and I nodded my head.
"Yeah, I think I ate something bad for lunch, but I am fine now. We're not having fish for dinner are we?" I asked anxiously as my mother shook her head.
"No, we're having some chicken cordon bleu. I saw Emeril do it on the Food Network last month and made it for your dad and he loved it, so I thought it would be nice for Carlisle and Esme too." I nodded my head because I was certain they would enjoy it and then heard the shower shut off upstairs.
"My turn to shower," laughed my father as I backed away from him as he headed up the stairs, smelling a little too much like fish for my liking.
"I'm going to go check on Edward," I advise my mom as she stepped back towards the counter and began beating the chicken breasts with a mallet.
"Okay baby. I think Edward said Carlisle and Esme would be here around five, so make sure you are dressed and ready by then, okay?" I didn't reply as I slowly climbed the stairs, my stomach still feeling a bit unsettled. When I walked into the room, Edward was wearing a towel loosely around his hips and if I hadn't just been throwing up, I would be pinning him against the wall and having my way with him. In the past few days, my libido had been skyrocketing and I wanted Edward more than ever, but I was always too tired or sick to follow through. Soon, I told myself as I watched him pull some clothes from our luggage.
"Are you okay?" he asked when he turned around and saw me drooling a bit.
"Yeah, hormones," I said with a snicker as he pulled on some boxers and a loose fitting pair of khakis. He pulled on a pale green button up shirt and wandered over to me as he buttoned it and I desperately wanted to pull off each button and lick his chest. Shit. "How was fishing?"
"It was fine. A little boring but your dad and I had a great talk..." he was saying before there was a knock on the door.
"Esme and Carlisle just got here," said my mom as she peeked her head in the door. "They were apparently so eager to get here they caught an earlier flight."
"Uh, they have their own plane," laughed Edward as my mom blushed.
"Anyways, they're here so hurry on down please," sighed my mother, looking slightly in shock that she wasn't aware they had a plane. She turned and ran back down the stairs so she didn't keep the guests waiting.
"How the hell are we going to tell them?" I asked nervously as Edward wrapped his arms around me and laid his chin on my shoulder.
"I'm just going to say, guess what… we fucked and we got pregnant," laughed Edward as I smacked him upside the head. "Okay, fine, I'm going to be honest and say we're having a baby. I'm kind of curious about all the questions they are going to ask. I'll tell them though, I don't mind."
EPOV
Hell yeah I mind, but I don't want Bella getting even more stressed out about this. When she ran into the bathroom puking her guts out after smelling the fish, I was petrified her parents were going to catch on to our situation. As we walked down the stairs, hand in hand, I noticed my mother glaring at her hand, expecting to see the ring I had purchased for her there, but it wasn't. It was going to be there soon, especially since the conversation I had while fishing today with Charlie. I knew I was going to ask before the weekend was over. We just wanted to get over the hurdle of the baby announcement first.
"Edward, Bella… you guys look wonderful," exclaimed Esme as she came up and gave us a big group hug. Carlisle hugged us each separately as Renee strolled back into the room holding their glasses of white wine.
"How is the trip going?" asked my dad as Bella and I sat down on Charlie's old recliner, her sitting on my lap while I played with her hair. I had to restrain myself from laying my hand on her stomach, so I ended up sitting on my free hand, which was awkward to say the least.
"It's been really good. We've seen a bunch of weird things, but we also went whale watching up in Maine and we went to the Art Institute of Chicago, which Bella loved of course," I said proudly as I tightened my grip on her waist.
Charlie strolled down moments later, freshly showered, dressed and no longer smelling like fish, which seemed to please Bella. Our parents exchanged more pleasantries and they went into various conversations about politics, weather, gas prices… whatever the hell sprung to mind while Bella and I sat back and did our best to relax. It was the calm before the storm.
"Dinner's ready," called Renee almost an hour later as we all stood and wandered into the dining room. We all took our seats, Bella and I directly beside each other, and I grabbed her hand tightly once I noticed her tensing up again.
"Before or after dinner?" I whispered to her as she responded 'before' and I rubbed my hands across my face, waiting for Renee and Charlie to take their seats.
"Everything looks wonderful," said my mother happily as she reached for her fork once everyone was seated.
"Umm… I have an announcement to make before everyone starts eating," I said calmly as I stood from my seat and continued to hold Bella's hand. "Well, we have an announcement to make," I added as Bella squeezed my hand tight.
"You finally proposed?" shouted out Esme as Bella looked at her dumbfounded.
"Um… no."
"But I thought…" started Esme when I interrupted her quickly before she revealed that I already had a ring.
"We're going to have a baby."
The room was so silent it was unbelievable. I wasn't sure what was going to happen but I watched as slowly Esme and Charlie both started to smile.
"We're eight weeks along and due at the end of January. When we get back to New York at the beginning of August, Bella's going to have an ultrasound and we will find out if it's a boy or a girl," I let out a huge sigh as Bella looked up at me with love and I kissed the top of her forehead. "Okay, let's eat."
I wasn't exactly prepared for what happened next. Renee laid down her fork and walked through the kitchen and out the back door. Carlisle took a huge swig of his wine and Esme and Charlie offered up their congratulations with huge hugs. "I'm going to be a grandfather. I can't believe it."
"Yeah well, believe it," said Bella as she gave her dad another hug and then walked outside to find Renee.
"What happened to the proposal?" asked Esme as everyone else looked on curiously. I looked out the back door to make sure Bella wasn't coming in and finally told them.
"I've been trying to figure out how to do it for weeks and this sorta popped up in the middle of everything and I haven't had a chance to ask, although after talking to you today while fishing, I now have a good idea. I'm gonna do it later tonight." Charlie patted me on the back supportively as Esme hugged me again.
"I always thought it would be Rosalie and Emmett first, but it doesn't matter. I'm so happy for you. You guys are happy about it right?" confirmed Esme as I nodded my head. "Carlisle, isn't this wonderful. You're going to be a grandfather."
"I'm just a little surprised," my father said reluctantly as I sat back down and took a sip of my beer.
"Imagine our surprise," I said with a small smile as I played with the label on my beer. "I just want you guys to know that this wasn't planned, but it doesn't matter. You guys already know Bella and I are going to be together, now it's going to be three of us, not two."
Renee and Bella walked back in a few moments later, both of them looking like they had been crying. "We should eat before everything gets cold," said Renee as she sat down and quickly took a bite of her chicken.
"Is everything okay?" I whispered to Bella as she sat back down and gripped my hand tightly.
"Yeah."
The rest of dinner was the Esme question time. She asked every single question known to man about pregnancy. How was Bella feeling? When did she realize she was pregnant? How did she tell me? Did we have any names picked out? It was starting to get old after about ten minutes, but we both did our best to answer enthusiastically and by the end of dinner, everyone was asking us questions.
Esme insisting on using some of her connections in real estate and architecture to find us a new place to live in New York. "I don't suppose there is any way we can sway you guys to move to Boston is there?" she asked as Esme was serving up cheesecake for dessert.
"If they are moving anywhere, it's back to Forks," piped up Renee as she sat the dessert down and began slicing it up. "A girl should have her mother while she's pregnant."
"We're not moving anywhere," exclaimed Bella in frustration. "Edward and I are going to live with peanut in Manhattan. Our jobs and our friends are there. We'll find a place in Brooklyn or something to live."
"What the hell is peanut?" asked Carlisle as I burst out laughing. "Did you get a dog?"
"That's the baby's name," I said with a grin as everyone looked at us with surprise. "I didn't like calling the baby 'it' so now we call it peanut. You don't have to, it's just something Bella and I do."
As we finished up our coffees, my parents bid us goodnight before the headed back to Port Angeles. They were coming back tomorrow, hopeful that I will have proposed and that there would be wedding plans to be made, although Bella didn't know that. I walked my parents out and when I returned I grabbed the keys for the Impala from Charlie and grabbed Bella's hand. "Can you come for a drive with me?"
"Um, it's kind of late," she said reluctantly as I leaned in and kissed her neck.
"We won't be gone long. Your dad is letting me take the Impala out for a test drive," I said quickly as she nodded her head. "I'm going to go get you a sweater though cause it's getting a bit cold out there." I ran upstairs and when I came down, Bella was waiting impatiently by the back door which led to the garage where the Impala was.
"Be good to her," shouted Charlie as we walked out the door and I was certain he wasn't talking about the car. I helped Bella into the car and started it up, listening to it purr like a dream, just like Charlie had told me earlier in the morning. The ring was now sitting in my pocket and my heart was beating out of my chest as we drove through town and out towards the small park area Charlie had told me about off Highway 101 which was where he proposed to Renee, in a different Impala.
"Did your dad ever tell you why he started to restore this car?" I asked as Bella simply shook her head. "He was telling me about it today on the boat. He used to have one about twenty five years ago when he was dating your mom."
"Really? I didn't know that," commented Bella as we pulled into the small park space and I turned the car off, leaving the headlights shining and the radio playing.
"He was also telling me about how one night a year later he drove her out to a small park on highway 101 and proposed to her. You came along three years later," I said slowly, hoping she would catch on to where we were. I chuckled slightly as 'Into the Mystic' by Van Morrison came on the classic rock station Charlie had set in the car.
"Sounds like you and Charlie had a good time today," she said blindly as I grabbed her hand.
"Bella… listen to me," I said forcefully as she nodded her head. "Your dad proposed to your mom in his old impala at this very park." I pulled the ring from my pocket and held it up towards her. "I want to do the same thing. Isabella Swan, will you marry me?"
For the second time tonight, there was complete silence at my words. Bella looked down at the ring and then back up at me, tears in her eyes. Unfortunately, she wasn't smiling and I didn't think these were happy tears.
"Can I think about it," she asked as she fiddled with her hands, showing her nervousness. My heart fell in my chest and I honestly wanted to beat the shit out of Charlie's old car. Four years together and she had to think about marrying me, what the fuck?
"What is there to think about? We love each other, we're having a baby, we should get married," I replied angrily as Bella reached out for me and I stupidly pulled my hand back.
"Right… we're having a baby. That's no reason to get married Edward," she replied as I started the car and pulled out of the park grounds. I didn't know what to say to her. I thought that by now she would realize I wasn't proposing because she was pregnant, that I was proposing because I was in love with her and had been for four fucking years.
We got back to her parent's house in record time and I pulled the car into the garage turning it off and stepping out quickly. I no longer saw the Impala as a car that held happy memories for me. I went to help Bella out of the car but she shrugged me off and we headed upstairs, still giving each other the silent treatment.
Bella and I both got ready for bed and when she had crawled in under the covers, I sat on the edge of the bed with my head in my hands. "Do you really think I only want to marry you because you are pregnant?"
"I'm not sure," she replied as I shook my head and grabbed the pillow I had been using for the past few days.
"I'm gonna go sleep downstairs in the den. Give you some time to think about it. I'll see you in the morning," I said reluctantly as headed out the room and began to close the door behind me.
"I love you," she called out as I dragged myself downstairs and I collapsed on the couch in the den as I buried my face in my pillow and wondered what the fuck I was going to do now.
A/N: P.S. Please don't hate me!