EDWARD POV

The morning light crept its way through the large window on the other side of our room. It filled the air with a warm, welcoming, happy scent, making the few dust particles that floated around, visible.

I sighed, the end of another wonderful night, and the beginning of another busy day, filled with preparations. Today was the date of Bella's first ultrasound, and I had to admit, that made me excited. I looked to my left, at my wife sleeping soundly, tucked close to my chest, and smiled. Before I had met Bella, my life had been pointless, the life of a killer. And then, as I began to love her, I started to see things I hadn't before. I smelt things like sun, and realised it made me happy. I heard things like laughter and realised I liked the sound of it. I saw my world completely differently, all thanks to my angel. I shook her gently awake, and she smiled, her eyes still closed.

"Good morning, Edward." She sighed my name, and I melted.

"Good morning, darling Bella." I answered her, and she snuggled closer. "It's time to wake up now, and get ready for your appointment." I told her. She sat up abruptly, and quickly, her eyes wide open.

"Appointment?!" she asked, in a panicky tone. I rubbed her back soothingly, and she relaxed a little under my touch.

"It's only an ultrasound, Bella honey. It's necessary." I said softly. She grumbled.

"Fine…" she said, and got up to get dressed. I too, got up, and stretched my arms above my head, then running my hands through my hair. Bella picked out a slim fitting, soft shirt, and some casual sweats, then went to change. I quickly threw on jeans and a plain t-shirt, and headed out into the kitchen to make Bella something to eat.

She arrived in the kitchen a couple minutes later, clothed and fresh. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and her cheeks rosy. She smiled, and pulled a hoodie of mine over her head. I laughed, it was the Dartmouth hoodie I had collected whilst spending some of my many university years there. It was soft and worn, and she had told me before that she liked it, but had never actually worn it. Now, she sat with the sleeves pushed up, looking extraordinarily stunning in the deep blue of the sweater, it really was her colour.

"It looks good on you, sweetheart." She blushed.

"It's so comfy…it's like being in a constant hug from you. It even smells heavenly." She said sleepily, while I fried up some eggs on the stove top. I chuckled.

"Well you can keep it, I never wear it." She smiled mischeviously, and giggled.

"Well I had already planned on stealing it, permission or no permission. But since you said I could have it, that clears things up." She said. I smiled, and flipped the eggs onto a plate, before setting them down infront of her.

"Thanks, Edward." She said, sniffing appreciatively. I sat down opposite her, and a confused look settled itself on her beautiful face. She stood up, picking up her plate, and marched over to my side of the table, where she sat herself promptly in my lap. I chuckled, this suited me just fine. I wound my arms around her waist, and placed my hands tenderly on our baby, rubbing circles. She leaned into me, and sighed.

"That's much better, I think." She said, grinning. I nodded, placing my cheek on her hair as she ate.

When she was finished, I kept her in my arms, carrying her from room to room, gathering things we would need. When we were all ready to go, I grabbed my keys from the table, and carried her out the door. We drove to the Ultrasound and X-ray building in my volvo, and Bella gulped loudly as we pulled up and parked. I grasped her hand and rubbed little circles on the back of it with my thumb.

"It's okay Bella, don't be afraid."

"But Edward, what if something's wrong with the baby?!" she said, her bottom lip quivering, and one tear escaping her eye. I quickly kissed it off, and chuckled.

"Bella, honey. This child is half vampire. What could possibly go wrong?" I asked her, smiling softly. She choked back remaining tears and took a deep breath, then nodded.

"You're right. It'll be fine." She said, breathing deeply. I smiled, and opened her door for her, snaking one arm securely around her waist. She leaned into me, and I walked us toward the doors of the building. I was slightly nervous myself, what if the baby looked different from under the doctors monitor, because he was vampire, would that make a difference? Would the doctor notice? I shook off the thought, and pulled Bella into the calm, quiet waiting room. I sat us down, her on my lap, on one of those scratchy gray chairs all waiting rooms have. Bella looked around, and even she knew she was attracting attention. The other mothers and fathers were staring at us, some sympathetically, some scornfully, some in utter distaste, and it was even worse, because I could hear their thoughts.

"Poor poor girl, her boyfriend probably didn't use protection on purpose." Thought one, very pregnant woman, seated across from us. She looked at me, hatred in her eyes, and I growled slightly, angered by her accusation.

"Disgusting, getting pregnant at that age. I hate to think that those two will be parents." Thought a latin looking lady, siting alone in the corner. Only one person in the whole room had nice things to say:

"Oh poor dear, she looks absolutely terrified! Is that the father? Must be. Look at the way he touches her, gently. Look how his hands carress her stomach, how she leans into him lovingly. Oh how perfectly beautiful, how romantic! The perfect idea for a novel! Maybe I should go talk to them…yes I think I will." Thought a kind looking woman, her hands rubbing her belly absentmindedly. She was obviously a writer, she had a very poetic mind, and the way she thought reminded me of Esme. I could feel Bella shaking, and soothed her, rubbing her back, and kissing her head. The woman's heart gave a lurch, and she strolled over to us, and sat back down beside us.

"Hello dear." She said, putting a hand on Bella's shoulder. Bella looked up, and smiled weakly at her. I tightened my arms around her, reassuring her that this woman meant no harm. "You look frightened." Said the woman.

"I-I am." Stuttered Bella, leaning farther back into me.

"Oh don't be! It's an absolutely amazing experience!" she trilled, and Bella smiled a little wider. The woman spotted Bella's engagement ring, and thin golden wedding band, and smiled.

"Forgive me, but aren't you a little young?" asked the lady, smiling softly. Bella piped up, rolling her eyes.

"I'm 18, almost 19 actually." She said defiantly, and almost sensing the woman's next comment, said: "And NO this baby was NOT an accident."

"Oh I wasn't implying that dear! Don't get me wrong, I came over to talk to you because I found your situation looked interesting. I'm a novelist you see. Are you two married?" the woman said.

"Oh yes!" Bella said enthusiastically, dropping her defiant manner.

"We got married 4 months ago." I added in.

"Oh how wonderful! Congratulations!" the woman said, smiling at us.

"Thank you, we're quite happy." said Bella, reaching back to touch my face gently, I smiled.

"And now, you chose to have a baby?" she asked, genuinely curious. Bella nodded.

"4 months along now." I said, smiling down at my Bella. She sighed and placed her hands over top of mine on her belly.

"My goodness! How wonderful! I'm Lora Nimmen by the way." Said the woman, Lora. "It's hard to believe you two are still teenagers, it's not often you find real love amoung teens." She said, winking at us.

"ISABELLA CULLEN!" called the receptionist from her desk. Bella groaned. I stood up, and wrapped my arm around her waist.

"Good luck, dear!" called Lora.

"Thank you, I enjoyed talking to you very much." Said Bella as we walked away. The nurse led us into a small room, smiled, and closed the door on us. I lifted Bella up onto the table in the middle, lined with crinkly paper, and her breathing was getting faster again.

"Bella sweetheart, calm down. It'll be okay." I reassured her. She bit her lip, and calmed herself slightly. We waited for the doctor for around 5 minutes, before she entered the room. She was in her early 50's, hair slightly graying, her large, kind, blue eyes sparkled behind a set of glasses.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Kim, and I'll be helping you out today." she said in an Australian accent, smiling. Bella smiled tentativly back, and squeezed my hand tighter.

"Hello, I'm Edward Cullen, and this is my wife Bella." I told her, and she grinned warmly at Bella, sensing her fear.

"It's all right, Isabella, don't be frightened. You do want to see your baby, don't you?" she asked her, and Bella nodded vigorously. "Okay then, let's get you set up." she said, moving around the room.

"Can Edward stay?" asked Bella quietly, and nodded.

"Of course he can." she assured Bella, and she relaxed. "Okay Isabella, I'll need you to lie down here for me please." Bella nodded again nervously, and laid down slowly on the raised cot. I pulled up a chair, and brought it to where Bella's head lay. I sat down and started to stroke her hair.

"It's all okay Bella sweetheart, just relax." I said, and she did, her body released it's tension, and she sank into the table, sighing. spread the funny looking jelly onto her slightly rounded stomach, and Bella giggled a little. Next, turned on the little monitor that looked like a small T.V, and started rubbing and prodding Bella's belly with the electronic X-ray camera thing.

"Okay, I'm trying to pull the baby into focus here, let's see..." said . Bella and I stared transfixed at the little screen, me still stroking her hair. It was nothing but black and flecks of white, moving around fluidly. "Aha!" said the Doctor, and a tiny white figure appeared on the screen. Bella gasped, and I froze, completely absorbed. "There's your baby, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen." said .

"Wow." Bella breathed, as she stared at the figure. It was tiny, and what was obviously it's back was curved into a fetal position. indicated the different body parts of the baby, pointing on the screen with her finger, and Bella was now beaming.
"Oh Edward! Look how beautiful she is." she sighed, and grasped my hand. I stroked her palm, and smiled at her.

"Gorgeous." I agreed, "Look at those tiny, tiny hands" I said, and Bella just smiled at me.

"I think you might mean 'he'!" exclaimed the doctor, noticing Bella's use of the feminine. "That little guy is a boy." said , and Bella looked confused for a minute, before beaming still brighter.

"Edward." she said simply, breathing the words. "Max." she breathed again, still quieter.

"That's Max alright, sweetheart" I said softly, looking at my son on the little screen, so small, innocent.

"Oh my goodness! What's this?!" exclaimed the doctor, and I immediately took in what she was referring to. The little camera had now panned away from Max, and was looking at, yes, that had to be what it was...another baby.

"Twins..." I whispered to myself, and Bella gasped.

"Mr. and , congratualtions, you have twins to look forward to." Bella smiled a small smile, a tear running down her cheek, but it was a happy tear, not sad, and I sighed.
"Oh Edward, just think..." she said, sighing happily.

"This one looks like a little girl...I'm almost absolutely sure." said , examining the image on the screen.

"Luca." I said, staring at the screen in adoration.

"No...not Luca." said Bella, still transfixed. I was confused, what was she saying?

"Bella, love? What do you mean?"

"That's Renesmee. Her name is Renesmee."