Emmett's reaction was as to be expected. As soon as the cake was cut and he saw blue he jumped up in the air, pumped a fist and hooted.

"Fuck yeah! It's a boy!" Rose smacked his arm, but couldn't keep the grin off her face.

"Emmett, language." Esme scolded quietly in the background while Carlisle laughed next to her.

Emmett grabbed Rose up into a tight hug, hoisting her in the air, kissing her fiercely. The crowd hooted and whistled right up until Emmet put Rose back on her own two feet. He looked into her eyes, near tears. "Babe, it's a boy. We're gonna have a little boy."

She nodded sweetly. "I know, babe. You got a little playmate to play with."

Edward yelled a congratulations from the back of the room where he nursed a beer. I was standing next to Alice who was crying. Jasper rubbed her back and told her that someday, maybe, they would have a little girl that she could dress up. She nodded, and sighed. "Little boys need help with their fashion too." She said optimistically.

"You know most baby clothes usually get crap, literally and figuratively, all over them." I said in a half hearted attempt to make her feel better. "There isn't much of a point in dressing them up the first few months."

Alice glared at me. I hid my smile and looked back to were Edward had been standing, but he was now nowhere to be seen. I moved to go find him, but before I could get too far Emmett got to me and grabbed me up in a giant hug.

I hadn't seen much of Edward since our disagreement in the kitchen. I didn't think we were fighting, necessarily, but we weren't going out of our way to be right next to each other either. The party helped disguise that fact, but now as it was winding down I worried we were showcasing our frustrations.

Rose and I sat huddled on the couch after the party thinned down to just family. "I am excited about all this," Rose said, waving her hand over her stomach, "but I feel like if one more random person comes up and starts trying to talk to me about pregnancy crap I will throw a coaster at their head."

I nodded in understanding. "Has anyone tried touching your stomach yet?"

She glared off out the window facing their back yard, "I don't think I'm showing enough yet. Most people are still trying to decided if I'm pregnant or had too many doughnuts. I am not looking forward to touching." She sat up and turned towards me, "Do you know, some random woman came up and started telling me about how many places she ripped when she gave birth. Apparently, the doctor didn't do the episiotomy in time so she ripped in the shape of a star."

I choked on the water I was taking a drink of. My face contorted and I glared at her. "Rose! Is your vagina going to look like a star when this is over?" That came out louder than I intended.

I looked around and saw Edward, Emmett, Jasper, Carlisle and Alice all staring at me in shock. Esme looked on with a knowing look, which made me almost more uncomfortable than the shocked looks.

"Sorry." I said with a wave of my hand before leaning back in closer to Rose, who looked like she almost spewed her sparkling cider out of her nose. "But seriously. Is that normal? How often does that happen?"

"Apparently it's not uncommon." Rose said with a sigh. "I'll be a ruined woman after this."

Alice's head popped between us just then. "That's what kegels are for." She said helpfully. All this talk of childbirth was making my stomach hurt. Not so much in the mourning a loss kind of way so much I may vomit sort of way. Alice looked over at me, "I think Edward is ready to head out Bella."

I swiveled my head around and saw Edward still standing over talking to Emmett. Jasper had wandered off somewhere, Carlisle and Esme had probably finally gone to get ready for bed. They were staying at Rose and Emmett's for this visit and had been talking about trying to get to sleep early so they could head out early.

"It looks like he is still talking to Emmett." I said, taking another sip of my water. I looked at the clock on the wall and sighed. "I have to work tomorrow morning though. I should just skip it."

Alice did a double take and stared at me with wide eyes. "Skip it? You never flake out on work unless you are in the hospital or have to take an emergency trip to Forks, and you only do that because you have two freaking years of time off saved because you never take time off."

I nodded and took another sip of water.

"What's up Bella? Your face looks all pinched." Rose said, trying to mimic my facial expression.

"Oh geeze." I said, watching her. "That's the face I'm making?"

"Less dramatic, but similar." Alice said with a wave of a hand. "Now what's up. You have been out of it all night, and it's a different kind of off than…well, you know."

I heaved out a sigh. "They offered me a management position at work tonight."

"Does that come with a okay raise?" Rose asked, still confused.

"It does." I said slowly.

"Bella that's amazing!" Alice said, surprised. "You have been working there forever, taking more hours than everyone. You deserve to be a manager. Congratulations!"

"Manager?" Edward asked from behind us. Apparently in our excitement we hadn't heard him walk up. "You got offered the management position at the coffee shop?"

I nodded my head and looked back down at my drink.

"Love, that's great." Edward said happily. "Why were you worried about the car then?"

"Do you need to do some kind of training for it." Rose asked, still trying to understand my mood drop.

"Yeah. It's easy stuff. It's only like a week long training and I already know how to do most of it." I said slowly. "I would have started training on Wednesday."

"Would have." Rose stated.

I sighed "After they offered me the job, I gave them my two weeks notice."

Silence.

I looked around at the faces to the left of me, now numbering four. Emmett also stood looking slightly confused at me. Edward just kind of looked at me for a moment, then recovered.

He nodded his head, "Well, congratulations are in order for you quitting too." Edward said, drinking the rest of his beer. "You didn't need that job."

"I did." I corrected. "For a long time, and I still need a job. Something."

Edward smiled at me but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Financially it's not a problem at all."

I nodded. "I know that. I just like to do something so I feel like I'm contributing." I looked down to his hands, noticing my purse and jacket in them. "Are you ready to go?"

"That's actually why I was coming over here." Edward said, holding up the purse and jacket. "I'm ready if you are. I had remembered you had work tomorrow."

"I still do. Another two weeks." I stood and looked at Rose. "Thank you for having us over." I said sincerely. "And for talking to me earlier. It helped a lot."

She started to stand but I motioned for her to sit back down. Her feet were hurting as swelling started. Emmett gave me a hug along with Alice and Jasper and I headed out with Edward. He tossed me the keys and hopped in the passenger seat.

My hand paused before opening the door. This didn't seem like it would be a pleasant car ride. Things had never been more strained between Edward and me.

I finally climbed in, Edward was staring at his phone. I started the car and the heater blasted, warming my now cold hands. I put it in reverse and started towards home.

"I won the bet." I said finally, after a few moments of silence.

"I wasn't sure if that was still on." He admitted, looking away from his phone at me. The light from the phone illuminated his face with an eerie light in the dark car. "You decide what you want your winnings to be?"

"I figured I would surprise you." I said, looking at the road. "After we talk a little."

An un-amused chuckle escaped his lips. I looked over at him as his head fell back against the headrest and his hand wiped down his face.

"That sentence started out so promising." He said, tossing his phone into the center change holder. "What are we talking about then?" Edward asked, sounding like he was prepared to argue. He had been keeping a little distance from me since we spoke in the kitchen earlier and my quitting the coffee shop seemed to have put what I thought was just annoyance closer to anger.

"I can withdraw my two weeks notice Edward." I said finally. I didn't really understand why he was so upset by me quitting my job, but obviously he was. "It was a rash decision. I should have spoken to you about it first."

"Don't do that." He whispered. "When you say things like that you make me sound so controlling."

"It was stupid though." I said. "I don't have a job to fall back on like when I quit the bar."

"You and I both know that you could not work if you chose and we would be absolutely fine."

I nodded. "Okay, so why are you so upset about this?"

"Why didn't you tell me?" He finally said after staying quiet for a bit.

I motioned towards the dash board, "This." I said abruptly. "This car is great. I love this car. You went to so much trouble to get it for me. You didn't even pay for it yourself, well kind of, just to make sure I loved it. You did everything you could to make me as comfortable as possible accepting this car and I had just quit my job. I hadn't discussed it with you at all before hand."

"You don't have to discuss something like that with me. You can make your own decisions Bella."

I nodded my agreement. "I know that, but when you are bankrolling everything, I need to feel like I have something to fall back on. We have been so strained lately. If you decided to leave me, I would be desolate."

"Why do you think I would leave you?" Edward asked, hurt.

I held my hand up to silence him. "I'm not saying that you will, necessarily. I know you won't up and leave me if we realize we can't have children. I know that you are a better person than that. But if you do, for whatever reason. Maybe you are just tired of how strained things are between us."

"It's just a rough patch, Love." He said, with his eyebrows furrowed. "It happens."

"Yes it does but if either of us decides we can't handle it anymore, I have nothing to fall back on. I don't have an apartment, a job, money, anything. I would be kind of screwed."

"Are you wanting to leave?" He asked with a huff, sounding more angry. Hurt and angry. He sounded scared. "Is that what's been going on? Why you wont talk to me about having kids someday?"

I grabbed his hand still keeping my eyes on the road. "I love you. I want you. I don't ever want to leave you." His hand grabbed mine then and squeezed it gently. I heard him exhale in relief. "The reason I don't want to talk about babies, is because it's a lot of pressure for me. I know we can probably still get pregnant. I know there are other options if we can't. I also know that had we not accidentally gotten pregnant babies wouldn't be a conversation, probably until after we got married. Even if we make little bastard babies, which I have no moral issues with, it still wouldn't be something we would do for awhile. Yet now, because of what happened, it feels like you want to have kids now. If that's something you want, you need to talk to me about first."

"Understood."

"As it stands, you keep mentioning it and I feel like if I can't get pregnant I will be failing you somehow."

"That's never what I wanted you to think."

I shook my head and smiled at him. "You would never intentionally hurt me. I'm more than aware of that. Sometimes I wonder though, if for whatever reason you decide you are over this relationship, maybe it's years down the line and you just are over it, whatever the reason you won't leave me because you don't want to hurt me. I love you, but I wouldn't want to stay with you out of pity or because you don't want to hurt me."

"Do you think that's what I'm doing now?" He asked. "I'm not. I don't pay for things because it keeps you around. I know you are an independent person but you do realize that regardless of if you are working or not you will still be that."

"I have always worked for my money. Maybe someday if we do have kids I will be a stay at home mom or something but right now I can't do anything to help out around the house." I admitted, wrinkling my nose. "When they offered me the management position I couldn't handle it. I had no intention of being at the coffee shop as long as I have been. I graduated over a year ago and that degree is just being wasted. I need to do something with it. I was afraid if I took the management position I might never leave. I was just picturing being all grey hair and wrinkles making coffee with a bunch of high school and college kids."

"How close are you to finishing your book?" He asked.

"Done." I admitted sheepishly. "I finished it about a month ago, but I keep going over it and revising it."

He laughed, this time his laugh actually held humor. "Do I have to wait to read it until it's published?"

"You don't even know if it's good enough to be published." I said with a sigh. "But, I was actually just working up the courage to ask you go over it. Kind of be my editor. Tell me if it's any good." I looked over and Edward was just smiling at me. "What? Listen I expect you to be honest. You have only read my writing as far as a grocery list or a note here or there. Witty repertoire over text. You don't know that a whole book will be any good."

"I can be honest." He said. "But once I'm done going over it and you have made the changes you think you need to, you need to look into getting an agent and send it out to be published. No more stalling."

"I can handle that." I said nervously. The thought of all the rejection I was likely to deal with was terrifying. "Edward?"

"Yes, love?"

I took a deep breath and went for it. "Do you want to have a baby soon? Is that why you keep mentioning it?" He didn't answer right away. "Is watching Emmett and Rose so happy making you want the whole thing?"

I saw his shoulders shrug before I turned back to the road. "I honestly don't know." He said. "I do. Watching Emmett talking to Rose's stomach is kind of ridiculous, but then I swap them for us in my mind and I want that. We didn't know you were pregnant very long before we lost it, but it made me start thinking about it. About you pregnant, holding a little baby that looked like us."

"So you do want to?" I asked, a little confused. I had imagined a lot of what he talked about too. "Soon I mean."

"Maybe." He said. "We aren't married, I know."

I shook my head, "We could rectify that with a quick trip to the courthouse if that's really important to you." I looked over as silence encased the car again and saw Edward staring at me intently. I stared back at the road quickly. "What, Edward? Why are you staring at me like that."

"I have been thinking you just don't want to have kids with me." He looked embarrassed.

"Of course I do."

"Then I think I might want to try to have a baby…Sooner than later."