A/N: I'm so glad you all liked Bella's ranting last chapter. To answer Jazz2305, no. Dr. Cullen and Edward are not related in this story, Edward's last name is Masen. For VampireBitch, it's coming, don't worry! For acw1, Edward has pretty much been laying low ever since his little visit from Jon and Alice. He's been making sure he stays away from anyone who may be associated with Bella and/or her family in any way. Make what you want from that ;-)

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

Why are we keeping secrets?
Why don't we both come clean and begin?
I don't have the heart to hurt again
Why are we keeping secrets?

-Keeping Secrets, Christine McVie

BPOV

I was exhausted. There was just no other way to put it. I hadn't had a single hour of sleep since we brought the boys home.

I loved them, I really did. But I just wanted them to shut up for one goddamn hour. I was ready to break down when Emmett brought Rosalie by. Alice had been helpful…to an extent. She loved dressing them, but she was terrified they were going to puke on her so she refused to feed them. And change their diapers. And bathe them.

I hadn't spoken to Jon since I had come home from the hospital. We weren't fighting or anything, but he kept saying he was busy whenever I asked him to stop by. Maybe he thought I would try and con him into babysitting. Maybe I would, if I had thought of it.

Emmett had kept silent on the subject of Jasper, and both men have been taking careful measures to make sure they weren't here at the same time.

I opened the door after hearing a knock. Alice was, yet again, gone. She had left under the pretense of needing to run some errands, but I knew that she was yet again shopping for outfits that the boys would either destroy or grow out of in a week.

"Emmett, Rose, what a nice surprise! Are you here to take custody of my children?" I joked.

"Yeah, as if Bells. If I wanted children I'd already have one of my own. One, Bella. You do know that the number one is less than two, right?" Emmett kidded.

"It's all that idiotic doctor's fault," I said sulkily. I loved both of my boys, but I had to admit it would have been much easier for me if I only had one. If given the choice, though, there was no way I'd give up either one of them.

"Can I see them?" Rose asked excitedly. The boys were about a month old, and today was the first time she was here.

"Sure," I said. "Come on."

I brought her to the nursery while Emmett made himself at home in my living room. Liam was lying quietly in his crib, watching his mobile move; while Aidan was cooing loudly. Both of their faces broke out into identical grins when I moved my head into their views. I lifted Aidan and handed him to Rose, then lifted Liam. We brought the babies out to the living room to see their uncle.

"They're adorable," Rose said quietly after a pause. She looked perplexed, and kept glancing at me with odd looks.

"Thanks," I said, smiling widely. Then I grew quiet. "They look just like-never mind," I said hastily at Emmett's glare. They really did look exactly like Edward. They had my hair color, but his unruly hair and his green eyes. I had hopes that they would grow into their hair, but only time would tell.

Both of them had crooked grins. I would have to learn to steel myself against them, or they would run rampant over me all the time.

I thought it was kind of funny that they were born on Friday the thirteenth. October 13th, to be exact. Alice had the time of her life dressing them up for Halloween. Aidan fussed loudly, but Liam just stayed quiet. Liam was my shy little boy; he didn't really like it when anybody but Alice, Emmett, Jasper, or myself held him. Aidan on the other hand, loved new people. He would ham it up for anyone new who came his way.

All in all, they were really good boys. Liam only cried if he needed something or if I was nowhere to be found. Aidan would cry if he wasn't being entertained to his liking. Speaking of…

"Just tickle him," I said to Rose as he started to whimper. "That's his 'I'm bored' cry." She did, and he began gurgling instead of crying.

Rose grinned. "He's so easy to please," she said, staring at my son. I wasn't very comfortable with the way she watched him, but I figured anyone would do the same if they too had just realized they were an aunt.

I knew she knew who the father was. Or, I should say, who the sperm donor was. Jasper was more of a father to my boys than Edward ever could be.

"Alright, it's time to go," she said wistfully as she put Aidan in his swing. "Thanks for letting us come by."

"Not a problem," I told her. I gave Emmett a careful hug, and showed them the door. As Emmett was about to descend the stairs, I called Rose back.

"Can I speak to you for a minute, please?"

"Sure. Emmett, go ahead and I'll meet you at the car." He nodded and continued.

"What's up?" she asked. I hesitated.

"I know you know," I said quietly. She looked confused for a moment, then nodded in understanding.

"I do," she said. "But I don't know the story. So really, it's not much of my business, is it?"

"Thanks," I smiled gratefully.

"Maybe one day I will know the story?" she asked. I studied her quietly for a moment, thinking ahead.

"Maybe," I said thoughtfully. "But not anytime soon. Please don't take offense. It's just hard for me to go through."

"No problem." Rose gave me a tentative hug, then skipped down the stairs.

"What is she up to, little man?" I said absently to Liam. He just gurgled and touched his hand to my cheek.

"Yeah, I'm not sure either."

A/N: I'm still going to be skipping ahead a bit, until the twins are about two years old. This story is in no way finished, and believe me – you'll know when it is.