Paperwork

Summary: After Bella loses her memory in an accident, Edward must recount a journey with her that he has forgotten as well. Along the way they find the reasons they fell in love

Chapter 25

July 6, 2012

"Please Bella! I'm begging!" Rosalie said, already walking through the door and dumping the diaper bag down on the hall floor.

"But Edward's not even here? He's going to be in meetings all day!" I said, my voice rising in a bit of a panic.

"Bella! Please. This could mean a promotion. Vera loves you anyway," she said, setting down the dark haired toddler who waddled her way into the living room.

"Rosalie… I don't know. I can't…I've never changed a diaper before. I don't know how to do this," I whimpered, tugging my hand through my hair.

"You'll do fine. You've changed her plenty of times, you just don't remember. Thanks," she said, placing a kiss on my cheek and heading out the door.

"Don't be surprised if she's not in one piece!"

"Love you!" she shouted over her shoulder. Bitch. I slammed the door and turned around.

"Bye Mommy. Bye!" Vera mumbled, waving her hand and laughing at her own words. I smiled.

"C'mere cutie," I called, holding out my arms and watched her wobble into them.

"Bewa. Bewa," she sang in her own little voice, tugging at my pony tail. I kissed her cheek. We would be okay.

I hoped.

::*::

"I hope this doesn't break any child laws," I mumbled, a clip of Cole Sprouse and Adam Sandler playing in my mind as I gave the small child a bath.

In just a matter of two short hours, she managed to get spaghetti-o's all over the kitchen floor, herself, and me. Plus she found chocolate from who knows where, smudged her mouth and clothes and when I took her upstairs to look for a movie to watch, she found my small make up collection and rubbed it all over her face and bathroom sink.

When I found her all she had to offer was: "Me share?"

For a one and a half-year-old, this girl was trouble.

She giggled brightly and splashed water, soaking my face and t-shirt.

"You are so lucky you're cute or else I think I'd be tempted to drown you," I grumbled. She offered a toothy smile and splashed me again. "Little bugger!"

I tickled her side and she squirmed. Her wet soapy body managed to slip through my fingers and on the other side of the tub. She grabbed the cup I had given her and poured a it all over my head. I gasped, sputtering water and wiping it away from face.

She broke into squeals of laughter so loud I was sure she'd break the glass. I couldn't help laugh along with her.

"Oh you think that's funny huh? Getting Aunty Bewa all wet?!" I screeched, my finger reaching out and lifting her out of the tub. She squirmed and giggled, but I made sure to hold on tight as I reached for a fluffy towel and wrapped her small form in it.

I carried her into the bedroom where her clean clothes were waiting. Rose had packed three changes of clothes. Three! Bitch was well aware of just how messy her daughter was and didn't even bother to warn me. I plopped Vera on the bed, where she bounced and tried to crawl away from me.

Unfortunately for her, the towel wrapped around her limps, preventing her movements and allowing me to reach out and grab her once more. She was so full of energy. Quickly, so she wouldn't put up much of a fuss, I changed her and picked her up. I took her downstairs and toward the kitchen.

The little girl loved to eat.

"Cookie?" she asked, when I walked into the kitchen. I grimaced at the mess that was my beautiful kitchen. I sat her on a chair and sighed.

"Okay, Cookie for Vera!" I said and reached into the cupboard, grabbing the box and giving her one. She sat quietly and munched on her treat while I started cleaning the kitchen. When she was done and I was only halfway into cleaning the floor, she came up and patted my shoulder.

I looked. Her two forefingers grabbed the corners of her mouth and pulled. She stuck her tongue out of her enlarged mouth and made grunting noises. I giggled at her silly face.

However, this was not the reaction she was looking for. She did it again and wiggled her tongue. I tried not to laugh, but it was too cute.

She stopped and screamed in frustration.

"Me! Me!"

Oh. She was trying to tell me something.

"What is it girl? Is Timmy stuck in the well?" I joked at her serious face.

"Me!" she screamed again.

"You what?" I asked.

"Me!" she screamed again, tears beginning to leak out of her eyes.

"I'm sorry baby, I don't know what you want!"

And then all hell broke loose.

"ME! ME!" she screamed, throwing her body on the ground and letting ear piercing yells come out of her mouth. I stared at her, mouth agape. Was she serious right now? I didn't know what she wanted and she throws a tantrum.

Just a minute ago she was fine and munching on cookies. Where did it go wrong?

"Ssh, angel, it's okay. What's wrong?" I asked soothingly or at least what I hoped was soothingly. I tried to grab her from the ground, but she thrashed her legs and arms, kicking and hitting me until I let her go.

She cried on the ground, screaming 'me' over and over again.

What the hell was me?! I wanted to lie down and cry with her. I didn't understand what she wanted.

Instead I sat back on my heels and kept telling her I was sorry. This was going horribly.

"What in the name of all that is holy?" Edward's confused voice traveled through from the hall. Both of our heads snapped up as he walked into the kitchen, home for his lunch break.

His brows shot up as he took in the sight. Immediately Vera got up and waddled her way over to her uncle.

He dropped his messenger bag and scooped her up in his arms.

"Hey princess," he cooed, kissing her cheek. She buried her head into his neck and sucked her finger. I pulled my heels out and rested on my ass. That was thoroughly exhausting.

"I don't know what happened. She was fine and then she makes this face and started screaming and I don't know how to speak Vera and she was crying and yelling and…" I stopped before I broke into tears.

One crying baby was enough.

"What do you want, hun?" he asked the baby on his shoulder. She lifted her head and made the same face, widening her wide eyes and tilting her head.

"Okay, let's go," he said, walking toward the hall. I heard him climb the steps and then nothing. I looked down at the mess and finished cleaning it up.

I was just finishing wiping the counter when Edward came back in the room.

"She just wanted to watch Despicable Me. It's her favorite," he said, sighing before clearing the rest of the table.

"That's all she wanted," I gasped, dropping the rag and resting on the edge.

"Yeah? Plus she's tired. I'm sure she'll knock out in a mi—" he didn't even get to finish his sentence before I burst into tears.

"T-that was a-all she w-wanted. To w-watch a m-m-movie!" I stuttered through my tears.

"Ssh, it's okay," he tried to soothe me, walking closer and wrapping his arms around me.

Some part of my mind knew I was being irrational but at the same time I couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

"Bella, love, what's this really about?" Edward asked, pulling back and taking my face in his hands. He used his thumbs to wipe away the tears currently strolling down my cheeks.

"I was so convinced I was ready to be a parent, but I can't even take care of our niece. What am I going to do when I'm alone with a baby that can't even talk," I sobbed, feeling the fresh flow of hot tears and the prickle near my nose.

"Oh, Bella, you silly beautiful girl. It was unfair of Rose to leave Vera with you alone, but you did wonderfully. You can't help that she's cranky and tired. You don't know her signs or clues because you don't remember. Yes, having a child is hard, but you won't be alone and you'll learn. You don't need to worry about it right now. No one's forcing a baby, okay?"

His eyes stared right into mine and I could feel my worries melt. He was right. I was being silly.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on with me," I mumbled. He lifted my chin and kissed me.

"It's okay. I'm proud. You managed to hold the fort for a whole…two hours. Wow!"

I slapped his shoulder at his teasing.

"Shut up."

"Make me!"

"Gladly."

So she got some alone time with baby Vera. My two-year-old niece is a tornado. Pretty sure most 2 yr olds are, so if you have one or had to take care of one…I'm sorry.

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-T