Oh my god, I could not decide how to do this chapter. I seriously just stared at the screen for five minutes and couldn't figure out what I should have happen with Edward and the plane and the birth. Then it, came to me. It may not be exactly what you wanted, but it's what I decided to do.

If any of you read my story 'Without You', please make note that I have started editing the story and have already gotten to chapter five, and more will eventually be added to it.

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BPOV

"He's not going to make it." I cried, grabbing Annabelle's hand as I felt another contraction approaching rapidly. "Oh my god, Anna, I don't think I can do this." I said through my teeth, collapsing back onto the hospital bed once the contraction was finally over and I was able to relax a little bit.

"He could still make it." Annabelle soothed me, but I knew it was practically impossible.

Annabelle and Esme were the only ones in the room with me know, and everyone else was in the waiting room. "Can you go out into the waiting room and tell Cameron something for me? I just want you to tell him that it shouldn't be too much longer now. I know he's really excited…and I miss him." I said, breathing heavily and crunching on the ice chips Esme held out to me.

"Yeah, I'll go tell him right now." Annabelle said, kissing my sweaty forehead gently and then leaving the room.

Esme took her spot on the edge of my bed, rubbing my arm. "How are you doing, sweetie?" She asked in a motherly tone.

"Fine, considering." I said lightly, glancing at the monitor and seeing that another contraction was going to start in only a few seconds. "Damn, they're coming so much faster now. It's getting closer" I groaned, throwing my head back as the contraction hit me and I felt like all the wind was being knocked out of me.

I knew that Edward wanted to be here, but I also realized that there was a good chance he wouldn't be able to make it in time. So I would suck it up and be strong, because I didn't want him to feel any more guilty than he already did. He was such a fantastic father and husband, I felt like I at least owed him this. Edward was trying so hard to make my life easier and happier, and I actually owed him everything.

EPOV

The second the plane landed and the doors were open, I was gone. I decided to just leave my luggage and come for it later; screw the money I would end up paying. I needed to get to my wife. I made my way out of the airport and to my car in record time, peeling out of the parking lot as I called Annabelle, desperate for details.

"Dad, she's freaking out." Annabelle informed me, and I once again could hear Bella crying out in the background. "It's time to start pushing, but she doesn't want to."

"Can I talk to her?" I asked, checking my watch again and exhaling loudly, stepping harder on the accelerator and speeding up.

Annabelle agreed, and I heard the phone change hands again. "Bella, love, you've got to do this, okay? I'll be there as soon as I can, the plane landed and I'm on my way now." I said soothingly, and Bella started taking deep breaths. "But you need to start pushing, please. Do it for me."

"I want you to be here!" Bella groaned, my I closed my eyes, briefly wishing I was there with her as well.

"I'll be there as soon as I can, but you need to start pushing." I said firmly, just as I pulled into the parking lot of the hospital.

As I continued to coach Bella, using Annabelle as a mediator, I ran into the hospital and up towards the delivery rooms. I had called one of my favorite nurses beforehand, instructing her to have a pair of scrubs ready for me so that I could get into the room as soon as possible. Still on the phone with Bella, I yanked the scrubs on and hung up the phone abruptly, tossing it to Emmet as I hurried through the waiting room and into the delivery room that Bella was in.

I burst through the door, skirting over to Bella's side and grabbing her hand, nearly knocking Annabelle out of the way. "Sorry." I said to my daughter, who just smiled at me and moved to the side.

"Edward, you made it!" Bella cried out, and I nodded, out of breath, as I kissed the top of her head.

"I made it." I exhaled loudly, just as the doctor glanced up at us.

"Alright Bella, you really need to start pushing harder." He instructed Bella, and she nodded, glancing up at me and squeezing my hand in a vice grip. As she started to push harder, Annabelle and I held each of her hands, coaxing her through the pain. "One more hard push!" The doctor called, and Bella gritted her teeth before pushing one last time. When she did, the sound of a baby crying met my ears.

I had never been so happy to hear a baby crying in all of my life.

The nurse delivered the baby to Bella with a smile, and Bella held her arms out, tears of happiness streaming down her cheeks. "She's perfect." I whispered, leaning my head down and kissing our newborn daughters head before softly kissing Bella on the lips. "You did such an good job, love. Thank you." I murmured, running my hand through her tangled, sweaty hair. "What do you want to name her?" I asked as the nurse came back and took the baby away to get her all cleaned up.

Bella stared after our daughter for a moment, and then smiled up at me. "Lily." She said softly, closing her eyes and leaning her head against the pillow. "Lily Arianna Cullen."

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Whew! So…what did you think? Was that what you were expecting? Are you glad I did it this way? Leave me a review and let me know!

Xoxo- Melodyella aka Mellie