Oh my…I have missed this. My laptop still isn't fixed. But it should be…soon. Like within the next week, I hope. And then, ugh, it'll be almost Christmas. Despite my intense love for Christmas, I'm kind of dreading it this year. I've got a ton of stuff to do. And to top it all off, Blakely has yet another ear infection- the poor thing.

So, I'm busy. But I will be doing the next chapter as soon as possible…after another chapter for both "Such Difference" and "We Have the Summer". Whew…that feels like a lot. But I'll be alright =)

The Incessantly Faithful Chapter Playlist:

Write You A Song by the Plain White T's

Shine by the Plain White T's

Northern Downpour by Panic at the Disco

A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me by Fall Out Boy

Wendy= deserving of a million thanks.

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BPOV

"Um, it's…negative," I said dryly, holding up the white stick so Rosalie could see for herself.

She frowned, peering at the little display window. "Oh." She sounded so deflated and morose; it kind of made me want to laugh. It was a little funny that Rosalie had been so hopeful, but I could see why. If I was pregnant, then Alice, Rosalie, and I would all be having our babies within a few months of each other. Rosalie had probably been dreaming up some corny fantasy where the kids grow up together and remain best friends for life.

But I know better than most that relationships definitely change over time. No matter what. Because really, people just change. It's a simple fact of life.

I shrugged my shoulders, reaching over and grabbing a few tissues to wrap around the pregnancy test before tossing it in the trash. "Yep. But really, Rosalie, I'm kind of glad that I'm not pregnant. I would have been happy if I really was, but this is for the best. Things are already hard for me and Edward, and adding another child to the mix won't make anything better. In fact, that would probably end up making things worse."

I wrapped my arms around my younger sister, pulling her close to me for a hug. "But thank you for making me take the test."

Rosalie laughed, and kissed me on the cheek before ending our hug. "I know you and Edward aren't ready for another kid. I was just getting all worked up about how exciting it would be if the three of us were really pregnant together. I mean, Liam has been the baby of the family for almost six years, and he's been the only kid. It would have just been cute for all of us to have babies within a couple of months of each other," she explained, smiling weakly. "It sounds kind of silly, even to me…we can just blame that all on the pregnancy hormones." Rosalie laughed again, and touched her stomach gently.

"I know," I said softly, touching her arm. "And really, Rose, I'm so happy for you and Emmet. These past couple of months have obviously been hard on the two of you…and I'm so glad you'll get to experience how wonderful it is to have a child. When Liam was born…I don't even know how to fully describe how everything felt. The whole center of my life, of my universe, was suddenly focused on him…that tiny little blue bundle that I love more than anything else in the entire world."

"I already love this baby so much," Rosalie murmured, a beautiful smile lighting up her face. "And thank you…Emmet and I are happy too."

"Let's go back downstairs…Edward should be here soon, and then we'll finally get to eat."

Rosalie and I linked arms and walked downstairs, talking quietly. We reached the bottom of the stairs, and suddenly Edward was there in front of me, a crooked half smile on his face.

"Hey. Sorry I'm late."

I immediately launched myself towards him, hugging his body close to mine. "It's okay," I whispered in his ear. "You're here now!" It was a cheesy thing to say, yes, but I really was excited. It felt good to be this excited about my marriage again. "And now we can eat."

"You guys didn't have to wait for me," Edward muttered, kissing the side of my head as I released him from my tight grip. "Where's Liam?"

"I think he's playing outside with my dad and Emmet." The three of us headed into the kitchen, where my mom was putting the finishing touches on our meal. "Mom, Edward's here," I informed her. "Do you want me to go get Liam, Emmet, and Dad?"

My mom glanced up, smiling at Edward. "Hi, Edward." Then she glanced over at me, her smile still in place. "And sure, Bella, go and get them. Thanks."

I nodded and turned to head towards the back door, smiling when Edward grabbed my hand in his and linked our fingers together. "How was the Weber family reunion?" I asked as I opened the door leading to my parent's backyard. Emmet, Liam, and my dad were tossing a football back and forth even though it was still raining a little.

"It was good. Tons of people were there, though. It was kind of a photographers nightmare, honestly." Edward laughed, and the sound drew the attention of our son over to us.

"Daddy!" Liam dropped the football he had been attempting to throw and ran right for Edward. "You're here!"

"I sure am!" Edward scooped Liam up into his arm and hugged him tightly, pulling down the scarf that Liam had wrapped around his neck and lower face. "You didn't start eating without me, did you?" He asked, his voice teasingly playful.

"No, silly, we waited!" Liam giggled, and Charlie and Emmet approached us.

"Mom says it's time to eat," I said, and as Charlie and Emmet said hello to Edward we all headed back inside. Edward helped Liam shed the excessive layers my mom had forced him into before going outside; I smiled as I watched the two of them. It was so sweet and loving. I wanted them to have time together now, so that they could build up more of a relationship. They love each other, of course, but that's not quite the same thing as having a good father/son bond.

After some horsing around, everyone in the family is gathered around the dinner table- which is practically overflowing with dishes and platters and delicious food- and we said grace with Charlie leading. That was yet another one of those little Thanksgiving traditions of ours that we didn't want to change.

I didn't eat the Thanksgiving turkey, obviously, but piled my plate high with other foods. Liam was still a picky little boy, and only allowed Edward to put some turkey, mashed potatoes, a roll, and red cranberry jell-o on his plate.

We tucked into our meal, talking loudly across the table and laughing. Edward put his hand on my knee at one point, which put an even wider smile on my face for the rest of the meal.

After eating more than our fair share of food, everyone complimented my mom on the delicious meal. We helped her clean up, and then retreated into the living room.

And there, gathered all together, I felt like even more than a family than ever before.

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"I'm still full," Edward groaned, flopping back onto our bed late that night.

We had just gotten back from Thanksgiving dinner with the Cullen's, and I too, was stuffed. "Me, too," I said, yawning loudly. I got on the bed next to him, resting my head on his chest. "It was nice, though," I murmured after a moment. "It was nice having all of us together for Thanksgiving."

Edward was quiet, and he gently kissed my forehead while running his fingers through the ends of my messy ponytail. "It was." There was another short moment of silence. "I'm so thankful for you, Bella. And for everything you've done, and for Liam. Without the two of you…I would be nothing."

"Thank you," I whispered, closing my eyes for a moment. "I'm unbelievably thankful for the two of you, too. You boys…you're my life."

Edward responded by sitting up and kissing me, his lips strong and needy against mine. "I love you so much," he said against my lips, and then his lips traveled to my jaw and his hands traveled…elsewhere.

Even though his touch felt so good, there were some things that Edward and I needed to talk about now, before I got totally lost in the moment. "Wait," I said quietly, stopping him before he could unzip my jeans. "Um, from now on, I think you need to wear a condom." Edward stared at me, looking a little confused.

"Uh, okay. I guess I can go and get some tomorrow…but can I ask why?"

I hesitated for a moment, but only because I was slightly unsure of how to get my point across. "I'm still on birth control, but we both know that birth control isn't completely effective in preventing pregnancy," I began, aware that I sounded like a commercial for the pill. "My period is late. I mean, that's not totally uncommon, but I told Rosalie and she talked me into taking a test, and-"

"Wait a second." Edward stared at me, gaping. "What?"

"Let me finish. I took a test this morning, but it was negative. And I don't know…I knew that I wasn't pregnant, but for those three minutes when I was waiting for the test, I realized that it was completely possible. So…yeah. I want you to start wearing a condom when we have sex. And you don't need to go and buy some, Rosalie shared her stash with me, seeing as she's not going to need them anymore."

Edward continued to stare at me, processing the information. "Okay," he finally said slowly. "Thanks for telling me…and I get what you're saying. However, I'm a little freaked out about the fact that I'm about to use condoms that were intended for my brother in law to use."

"You're getting a little cocky there, mister," I snipped, raising my eyebrows at him before getting serious again. "I just want to be more careful from now on. Even though I do want more kids eventually, it's still way too soon for us to be thinking about that."

"You want more kids?" Edward asked with a smile on his face as he looked down at me. "How many more?"

I shrugged, grinning now as well. "I don't know…maybe two more?"

Edward whistled, making me giggle. "Well, Missus, I don't know about you, but I think I might need a little practice if we're going to have two more babies in the future."

I laughed loudly, but stopped when Edward leaned down and kissed me firmly on the lips. "You're killing my ego, Bella," he whispered, making me giggle again.

"I don't think anything could kill your ego, baby." I kissed him again, smiling widely. "Kiss me again," I whispered softly, and Edward obliged.

It wasn't long until we were lost in each other all over again, kissing and touching and remembering how good it felt to be so in love. I loved the reassurances that Edward gave me- the gestures that made me feel so safe and comfortable and cared for as he loved me in the same why I loved him.

And this time, we remembered to lock the door. No interruptions, no distractions. Just us and the way we loved each other.

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Ughhh I am so busy. This is so not my day. Or my week. Maybe next week will be…but I doubt that for some reason.

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Xoxo- Melodyella aka Mellie