A/N - Here's the first half of what was the final chapter!

Chapter 24 Baby Shower And Boys Night

BPOV

"Motherfucking global warming my ass! It's more like global freezing." I muttered. The past few weeks had turned bitterly cold, and there had even been a warning for snow. "Are you sure the heat is on, Edward? It should be warmer than this."

Edward chuckled and pulled me closer to him. We were banished upstairs while our home was transformed in preparation for my baby-shower this evening. My good friends, Aro and Markus, had insisted on flying over to Forks once again so they could throw me one of their, apparently, world-famous baby-showers. While all the women were celebrating in the lounge, the men were also having a little get-together of their own. Emmett had wanted to have one final boys night out, but given the short supply of bars in Forks, they decided to stay inside to have their fun.

"The heat is definitely on, love. I can hear them bringing things inside from the car, so that's probably where the draft is coming from." He kissed the side of my head.

"Well they'd better fucking hurry up and finish. I'm going to get frostbite at this rate...I might even have it already, but I wouldn't know given the fact I can't see my motherfucking toes," I huffed, and Edward laughed again. "Don't laugh at me, Edward, I'm serious. Anything south of my bump I can't fucking see."

Edward sat up and slid down the bed. His hand ran down my leg and slowly pulled off my socks. "Nope, your toes are still perfectly pink, Bella. Not a sign of frostbite. I know how to warm you up."

My heart leaped, Edward had been particularly stingy when it came to sex, recently. All because stupid Dr. Taylor thought we should avoid "love-making" after I had a few contractions when I was thirty-six weeks along. We panicked and the hospital did manage to stop the labor, but Edward thought it was his fault, and had insisted we follow her advice until the baby was born.

"I didn't mean sex, Bella. I was just going to run you a bath, that's all." He sighed, and I pouted. "Please, love, you heard what the doctor said, it might have been sex which started the contractions. I don't want to hurt the baby."

"But, I'm due next week, Edward, and technically thirty-seven weeks is full term... we can be really careful... please?" I begged shamelessly. "Who knows when we'll get to do it again? After I experience childbirth I may want to chop your fucking dick off, and what if the kid is a devil-child and never sleeps? We will be too tired to do anything remotely sex-related, and then we'll forget how to do it. Oh crap, we'll be one of those married couples that wear crusty pyjamas and leather slippers, and discuss the interest rate in bed... we may never have sex again-"

Edward's hand clamped over my mouth and I could see him laughing. "Bella, slow down. Trust me, as soon as you get the all-clear from the doctor, I will be attacking you every fucking chance I get, and we'll never discuss anything finance-related in bed."

I tugged his hand away and argued, "But what if I want to chop your dick off? You might have to sleep in another room, because I have nightmares about childbirth and come after you with a hack saw. Please, baby, for old times' sake?"

He kissed me softly, and I thought I had him, but he pulled away far too quickly and climbed off the bed. "I'm going to run you a bath, and we are going to stop talking about this. The doctor said it was a bad idea, Bella."

"Motherfucking doctor knows shit," I grumbled under my breath, and as Edward disappeared into the bathroom, my frustration found another escape and I felt tears run down my cheeks.

I sat on the bed and tried to wipe them away so Edward wouldn't know, but they were relentless. Doubt also started to creep into my unstable mind, and I wondered if this was really about the doctor... did he think I was a fat bastard, a motherfucking whale? Did my fat ankles and rapidly expanding ass repulse him?

"Bella, please tell me that's not really what you think?" Edward's voice made me jump and I looked over my shoulder to see him standing in the doorway. As soon as he saw my face, he had his answer and he strode straight over to me. "Nothing about you repulses me you crazy woman. I love you, and you're just as beautiful now as you always have been. I spend most of the night with a damned hard-on just sleeping next to you, and it really is just heeding the doctor's advice."

"There could have been so many things that made those contractions start that day, Edward. Mom took me out for dinner, and the food was really spicy. Then we went shopping, and I was walking around for ages... can't you remember?" I tangled my fingers in his hair, and pulled his face close to mine. "We can be really careful. Please, Edward... if it feels uncomfortable or painful, I'll tell you, I promise... it can't hurt to try, right?"

I kissed him, and at first he held back, but then he groaned and carefully pushed me back onto the bed.

Motherfucking yes!

Edward was beyond careful with me, removing my clothes like he was undressing a china doll that was likely to break. I could see him watching, studying my face for any sign of discomfort or pain, and believe me, there was nothing but pure elation. I'd been waiting weeks for this.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head, as Edward began kissing all over my body. "You should know exactly how much I want you, and I mean all the time, Bella. It's been fucking killing me not touching you."

Now, Edward on top was just not possible, my bump was just too big, and I'd suffocate the poor guy if I went on top, so I lay on my side, with Edward behind me. He lifted my leg and just the feeling of his head pressing inside me drove me wild. I turned my head and kissed him, reassuring him to keep going. When he pushed into me fully, he moaned really fucking loudly.

"Shit, that's so fucking good," he breathed into my ear. "Stupid fucking doctor..."

It didn't matter that he moved his hips back and forth painfully slowly; being with him like this was more than enough for me. His lips brushed against my shoulder, and one hand lazily drifted down my body and in between my legs, pressing against my already sensitive skin. It wasn't long before an almighty fucking orgasm rippled through me, and Edward swore as my body clamped down around him. His hold on my hips tightened and with a little more intensity he thrust inside and then stilled.

"Thank you," I whispered. "That was incredible."

"It always is," he said in response. "Do you feel okay?"

"Perfect." I had a huge satisfied grin on my face, and I could feel my face flush. "See, there is no need to abstain, we can keep doing that right?"

"When do I ever say no?" he asked, and then chuckled. "Apart from the last few weeks, that is. If you're still okay later, then I don't see a problem with what we've just done... just don't tell Dr. Taylor."

Instead of taking a bath, we showered together, and we were just getting dressed, when I heard Markus call out from downstairs.

"Cinderbella, it's almost six-thirty... we've told everyone to be here at seven promptly, so you should get that booty of yours downstairs."

"We'll be down in a few minutes," I answered.

"Are you excited?" Edward asked.

"Am I excited to watch while everyone else gets completely drunk and I have to stick to soda? Yes, I can't fucking wait." I rolled my eyes. "I really am grateful, but I'm going to feel like a bore."

"Well, when they're all too far gone to notice, you and me can slip away and celebrate on our own." Edward winked.

"I'll hold you to that, and you can drink as much as you like. I love drunk Edward; he's so much easier to lead astray." I giggled and let Edward lead me out of the bedroom and towards the stairs.

"It's snowing..." he said quietly. "It looks pretty doesn't it?"

It did look pretty, but then snow always does when you're looking at it from inside. Huge, fluffy, white flakes were swirling and tumbling from the sky. To my dismay though, I noticed it was settling easy on the cold ground outside.

"They did say we were likely to get heavy snow," I said. "I hope it doesn't stay for long... I don't like the idea of being snowed in so close to my due-date."

Edward frowned and then shook his head. "It'll be fine, love. If it gets deep, Emmett and I can shovel it from the drive in the morning, and the roads will be cleared before we need to go anywhere. Besides, you're not due for another week, it won't last until then."

He tried to sound confident, but I knew my husband, and he was worrying. No doubt, he'd be forming a plan in his head right now, and it wouldn't surprise me if he had the guys clearing the drive instead of enjoying his party.

"There you are! I thought I was going to have to come up those stairs and get you myself." Markus skipped over to us.

He actually looked very smart in a white shirt, bow tie, waistcoat and a pair of pants. Granted the pants were a little on the tight side, but given this was a private party I fully expected him in a leotard or tutu.

The downstairs of our house had been completely reorganised. The island in the middle of the kitchen was full of bottles of wine and beer, and trays of food. From here I could see our lounge was decorated in banners, balloons, and there was a table in the far corner with a cake on.

"You've been busy," I said and Markus nodded emphatically.

"Anything for my Cinderbella and her Prince. Now, what can I get you both to drink? A wine or a beer, Edward?" he asked.

"Beer is fine, thank you," he answered, and Markus looked at me.

"Why are you even asking? I can't have anything but soda," I muttered.

"I beg to differ. My Aro has been making you a very special cocktail. It's fabulous, and unique and alcohol-free. Let me get you a glass." He turned to walk away and I burst out laughing.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" I asked between laughs.

Markus' relatively tame "uniform" was a completely different outfit from the back. In glittery print on the back of his waistcoat was, "Aro's bitch," and his pants had two huge cut outs on each ass-cheek.

"Do you like it? I've had this for a while, but never had the opportunity to wear it," Markus sang, and wiggled his ass in our direction. "Aro has one similar, I knew you wouldn't mind if we put them on."

I looked at Edward, who was looking everywhere but in front of him and smirked. "I don't mind, and I doubt the girls will either, but the guys are going to flip out."

"Trust me, Cinderbella, I can handle any man." Markus winked at Edward who blushed. "What I'd give to see you in a pair of these trousers. I bet that bottom of yours is delicious."

"Quit eye-fucking my husband, and go fetch our drinks. Call yourself a professional?" I joked, and Markus saluted me dramatically before skipping away.

Just a few minutes later, our friends and family started to arrive. Angela, Jess, Rose and Emmett were first. They looked around the room and grinned.

"Fuck, these guys really know how to throw a party, tonight is going to be fucking awesome," Jess said, and gave me a hug.

"Too right it is, but us men are going to show you how it's really done. And we won't need Markus or Aro to rock it out," Emmett said confidently, but Rose scoffed.

"Please, I give you an hour and I guarantee you'll be crashing our party. You have no idea just what we have planned for Bella." She looked at me and smiled. "You're going to have so much fun, girl."

"Why do I suddenly feel fucking scared to death?" I asked. "Maybe we should wait and do this after the baby is born, that way I can drink myself into oblivion and avoid utter humiliation at the hands of my friends."

Another car came to a stop on our drive, and my parents quickly ran inside. "It's getting really heavy out there," my mom said and dusted the snow from her jacket. "How is everybody? I'm so excited—oh my god, Markus, look at your outfit!"

Markus squealed and hugged my mom tightly. "Look at you sexy-mama, you look too fabulous to be a nana!"

"Why in god's name would any man want to wear shit like that?" My dad grumbled. "They are staying with you, Bells, right? They're far too flighty for me... I need beer and man-talk, not squealing and jazz-hands."

Edward laughed. "Emmett and I are right there with you, Charlie."

Esme, Carlisle, Alice and Jasper were the last ones to arrive. Alice and Jasper had recently made the move across the Atlantic, and were living in Port Angeles, and Esme was delighted to have all of her family close by.

"That was a tough drive, even the main roads are getting treacherous," Carlisle said. "There's just not enough traffic about to keep them clear. If you need some help clearing your drive tomorrow, I'll help."

My dad immediately offered too, and the men agreed to come back here in the morning to shovel away the snow. As they were talking, I felt my stomach tighten. I'd been getting Braxton Hicks for weeks now, and they had slowly been getting a little more painful. I kept quiet for a few minutes, until it passed and then rejoined the conversation.

Now everyone was here, Markus ushered the women into the lounge and told us to sit down. They brought out drinks, and I loved the cocktail they'd made just for me. The food was simple but delicious, and I started having a great time.

I was given lots of amazing gifts for the baby. Clothes, stuffed-toys, decorations for the nursery and Alice had put together a beautiful basket full of toiletries, nappies, and creams. When I thought I'd opened everything, another bag was brought out and I was told these gifts were for me.

I rummaged around, and immediately started blushing. "What the fuck is all this?"

"Well, after you've had a child, your body is... different, Bella. It's just some things you might want to use to keep things spicy," my mom said. "Trust me, your father and I have been reaping the rewards of having an open mind to these things."

Inside there were dildos, handcuffs, whips, blindfolds, and god knows what else. There was also a wooden hand-massager. "Now this looks like something I could use now," I said.

"Yes, I have one of those, and goodness it feels wonderful," Esme agreed.

"Shall I give you a demonstration, Cinderbella?" Aro asked and I shook my head.

"I'm good for now, but someone else can give it a go?" I offered and my mom stuck her hand up immediately. "There, test it out on Mom."

Aro instructed her to lie on the floor face down, and then he straddled her, sitting just below her backside.

"I'm very jealous, Renee, my Aro is exceptional with toys such as those," Markus said. "I get to go next."

As soon as Aro started rolling it up and down my mom's back, she began to moan really fucking loudly, "Oh my God, that's amazing. That spot right there, oh yes, yes, yes!"

The sight made me laugh, and laughing seemed to trigger another Braxton Hick contraction. No one noticed that I fell silent, and soon enough it passed once again. Within minutes we heard the floor creak by the doorway to the lounge and Rose giggled. "See, I knew they wouldn't be able to resist. Crank it up a notch, Renee. This is going to be fun."

With even more volume, my mom continued to moan and as she did, Rose tiptoed to the door and flung it open. Five heads appeared in the doorway, their eyes wide and their mouths hanging open.

"And just what the fuck do you think you're doing? Is your party so much fun, you have to eavesdrop on ours?" Rose asked sternly and Emmett held out his hands.

"Please baby, let us stay... we've been talking about college funds, insurance premiums and funeral costs. I can't take any more."

"What he said," Jasper added with a thumb in Emmett's direction. "I don't know what the hell is going on in here, but it sounds like a man's dream."

"Can I just ask why there is a man sitting on my wife's ass, and why does she sound like she's having an orgasm? Renee?" Dad asked.

"Aro is just giving me a massage, honey." Renee stood and sighed. "That was beyond fantastic. We are getting one of those, Charlie."

Edward walked over and sat beside me. I nestled into his side, and said, "Now I can really enjoy myself. Were you really talking about funerals?"

He chuckled. "Yes, it started off as a conversation about how expensive children are, and then digressed into the importance of having a good insurance policy, so you didn't leave your kids to pay for your funeral. It definitely wasn't as much fun as your party sounded. Are you having fun?"

"Yeah, I am. We've got some really beautiful gifts, Edward, and you seem to have joined us at the perfect time." I craned my neck up and kissed him.

"It's good to know that you two can't sneak off anywhere, now you've been put on a sex ban," Rose snickered. "I bet you want to claw that doctors eyes out for that, don't you?"

Motherfucking cock blocking Dr. Taylor. She only did that because she wanted some of the staff for herself. She was wrong though wasn't she? We had sex this afternoon, and guess what... no motherfucking labor.

"Bella," Edward said with an exasperated sigh. "Dr. Taylor is just looking out for the baby."

"I say bullshit, she wanted you to be sexually frustrated when we went to our appointments so she could try and seduce you. I understand why, you're hot stuff, baby," I told him and he smirked.

"Bella, you're fucking nuts," Angela said. "Totally fucking nuts."

I shrugged and then felt another pain. I say pain, because this one hurt a hell of a lot more than the others had. It also lasted longer than I was used to, but I brushed it off. I wasn't due for another week, and at my last appointment, the baby hadn't even engaged. No, it wasn't happening now... I hoped.

Now the two parties had merged, we had to try and decide how to amuse ourselves. Even though I was filled with awful memories of the last time we'd all attempted to play Pictionary, everyone seemed to like the idea of playing another team-game.

We were split into teams, and this time we decided to play charades. Aro and Markus looked particularly excitable at the idea, but I wasn't impressed. Besides, having my husband on the same team, I was once again lumbered with my mom and Jess. We also got Markus, and the idiot was too giddy to make any sense.

His attempt at acting out Kung Fu Panda, had consisted of him crawling around on the floor with his fingers making what looked to be glasses over his eyes-which we were later told were patches. He also pretended to eat something with chopsticks, which completely lost us.

"Oh my goodness, you're imagination is appalling." He sulked when he didn't come close to guessing correctly. "It was Kung Fu Panda."

"Then why the hell were you pretending to eat with motherfucking chopsticks?" I shrieked and he frowned.

"Kung Fu is a Chinese dish, Cinderbella, surely you know that?" he asked in disbelief.

"No it's not," I told him. "It's fucking martial arts, you dumb-ass."

Markus patted my head. "Poor, Cinderbella, you're so confused. Kung Fu is the tasty egg dish."

The other team found the entire scene hilarious, and Edward too was laughing. "Um, Markus, I think you're thinking of Foo-Yung."

"Oh dear, I am sorry. Perhaps playing this game wasn't the best idea." He sat down sadly.

Esme was the next to go, and had the others not guessed it straight away, I would have loved her attempt to do the scene from Basic Instinct in which Sharon Stone uncrosses her legs in the interrogation room to reveal much more than her panties. Emmett was a mixture of elation at wining the point, and despair as Esme made a remark about doing a similar thing to Carlisle while they were at dinner a few months earlier.

"So, I think Charlie should go next," Renee suggested.

"I'd much rather not," Charlie said. "Can't someone else go?"

"We need this point, Dad," I told him and he sighed,

I saw his face fall when he read his card. "Can I please change this?"

"No, Chief Swan, just because you've picked a tough one doesn't mean you get to put it back," Emmett answered.

"It's not tough, Emmett, it's just going to be embarrassing."

He wasn't allowed to change it, so under protest he started giving out his clues.

"A movie... Four words..." I said and Charlie nodded.

He put his face in his hands and started to moan, "Mmm, oh God."

Emmett was just about to object that he was supposed to mime the clues when I heard Rose burst out laughing. "We have to hear this... trust me, Em. Let him do it," she whispered to him.

We watched on in confusion, as Charlie's quiet moans got louder and more suggestive. I felt Edward shaking with laughter beside me; Renee, too, was in hysterics. As I watched it suddenly dawned on me what he was trying to do, and if I understood then surely the others had to know it too?

I was just about to guess when Mom stopped me. "No, it's worth losing the point to hear him doing this," she said.

So, our team kept quiet, and watched as Dad got more into the groove and began screaming out, "Yes! YES! YES!"

We heard the timer ping, and my dad looked at us in desperation. "How could you not get that? Seriously, how the hell could you not get that?"

"Oh, we got it, Charlie, but it was too much fun to interrupt you," Mom said, and the whole room agreed.

I couldn't stop laughing, and it made me need to pee. I stood up, and excused myself. "I'll be right back."

Edward jumped to his feet and held my arm. "Is everything okay?" he asked.

"Yes." I nodded. "I just need to go to the toilet."

"Do you need me to come with you?"

"No, I can pee without assistance thanks," I said. "Relax, Edward, I'm fine."

I left the room, and slowly trudged upstairs, but when I got to the top, I started having another pain; I held onto the banister and caught my breath.

"Damn motherfucking Braxton Hicks," I muttered.

EPOV

"She's been up there for a while. Do you think I should check she's okay?" I asked.

"Let the girl have a minute's peace, Edward," Rose told me impatiently. "I'm sure she would shout you if she needed anything. Or is this some sneaky tactic to get her alone so you two can catch up on the sex you've been missing out on?"

I ignored her, and instead listened out for Bella coming back downstairs. I felt unsettled, and was just about to go upstairs anyway when I heard my wife calling me.

"See, I told you they were being sneaky," Rose said. "He'll go upstairs and pretty soon we'll hear some more of Charlie's sex noises."

"I'm going to see what she wants, and then you can be sure we'll both be back down. I have no intention of doing anything else but checking she's alright." I raced up the stairs and saw Bella sitting on the toilet looking worried. "Bella? What's wrong?"

"I can't stop..." she whispered and I cocked my head.

"Can't stop what?" I asked and crouched in front of her.

"Leaking..."

Leaking... waters... labor... baby... oh fuck!

A/N - I know it's a nasty place to finish, but I have the next update just about written, so I should be able to post next Sunday!

Thank you for reading & to Prettyflour & Twifanmom for prereading at the very last minute for me!

See you next week!

Katy

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