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A/N: Bella and Edward are graduated college. This is the September after their senior year. They are coming up on their two-year anniversary. Bella has a job as a teacher and Edward is a resident at a hospital. And to clarify, Edward and Bella weren't living together because Bella had to stay out the year in her dorm or she would have to pay to move out. Edward was nervous because he bought a house without her seeing it first.
Bella POV—Twenty-two
I stared down at the small strip in front of me. I had seen it before, a few times. Sometimes it was mine, sometimes Rosalie's or Alice's. Once it even belonged to Marietta. Most of the time it was just caution; not really necessary but it made you feel better to see the result. And the result was usually different. Only one other person stared down at the same strip as me, the same color, the same symbol. I took a deep breath, a smile spreading across my face, and headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner for Edward.
"Hello love," he said. He kissed my cheek.
"Dinner will be ready in a half hour," I told him, trying to keep my voice steady.
"Just enough time for me to shower," he said happily. He pulled my lips to his briefly before climbing up the stairs to our bathroom to take a shower.
I had gotten a job as an assistant teacher at Forks Elementary School, in a kindergarten classroom. Basically, I would just observe and get enough experience to get my own classroom. I would probably teach a lesson a day, something like that, just to gain knowledge of how things work. I was excited though. The thought of teaching all of those cute little kids caused a smile to crawl onto my face.
Edward was working at the hospital in Seattle, the same one as Carlisle, although they worked in different sections. He left every morning at six and came back around five. He didn't get to perform many surgeries or anything, he mostly did paperwork and observed, but eventually he would be able to do brain surgery. How cool is that? My husband can operate on people's brains.
Joey is sixteen months old now and he's a little firecracker. He started walking at around a year and now all of our houses had to be baby-proofed. Everything on low surfaces had to be moved or he would knock them over and giggle. He definitely took after his daddy. He already broke three of Esme's antique vases and he smashed a picture frame in our house. Every cabinet had to have those little baby locks on them. He got into the food cabinet once and dumped everything on the floor, stomping it up and smearing it all over the place.
He couldn't talk too much. The only real words he could say were Mama, Daddy, Grammy, and Papa. He could also say Bella and Edward, Alice and Jasper. He hadn't gotten the auntie and uncle parts yet. I loved him with all of my heart. I usually baby-sit him in the afternoons, since I have the shortest workday.
Alice's career was booming. She worked for Ralph Lauren and they loved her designs. She was quickly on her way to becoming her own brand. Jasper worked at a child physicology office and helped cure kids of nightmares and go through divorces and stuff. I've never seen them happier. They, of course, had a huge wedding planned, with about everyone Alice has ever spoken to in her life. And I thought she had gone overboard on my wedding. But it was nothing on hers.
Rosalie worked afternoons down at a garage in Port Angeles. I watched Joey from around three to five every day but I didn't mind a bit. Sometimes he would go to Esme's or Claudia's or Alice's but then I would feel kind of lonely. Edward wouldn't be home and mostly everyone else would be working. So I really enjoyed having baby Joey to keep me company.
Emmett's gym was opening in a few months. He had splurged on all of the latest treadmills and bikes, weight lifting machines and even a huge pool to swim laps in. It was extremely nice and he already had company's wanting to advertise inside. Him and Rose adjusted to married and family life perfectly. They couldn't be happier.
I quickly lay the dinner out on the table. I used the small plates that we had and laid the meal out on it. I had made a small piece of chicken for each of us and an assortment of fruit and vegetables. I had baby peas, baby carrots, those little bananas and tangerines (I was running out of small fruit.) I really hoped Edward would see the theme here.
"Something smells good." His voice wafted in from the living room as he slowly made his way into the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled my lips to his. I tried to keep my head during the kiss. After all, I was on a mission. But, as usual, I completely forgot and got wrapped up in the kiss. His light chuckles snapped me back into reality and I pulled myself away from him.
"Sorry," I mumbled, my cheeks reddening.
"Never be sorry for that," he replied, pulling a chair out for me and then sitting down.
"Always a gentleman," I sighed and he chuckled again. He picked up his fork and stared at his food for a minute.
"Bella, why does this meal look like it was made for Munchkins?" he asked. I giggled.
"Well what do you see there love?" I asked, trying to help him along.
"I see baby peas, baby carrots, baby chicken…tangerines…those little bananas," he stated slowly. I could almost hear his mental wheels turning.
"What's the theme here?" I hedged.
"It's all…little," he stated.
"And?"
"It's all…baby," he replied, his voice breathless. He lifted his eyes from the food and met mine.
"And what do you think that means?" I asked calmly.
"Bella are…does it mean…are we going to have a baby?" he asked, trying to hide the longing in his voice. But I could still hear it.
"Yes," I replied, a smile breaking out onto my face.
"Really?" he asked, his face stunned.
"Really," I replied. "I took a test today. We'll need to go to the doctor and get it confirmed but I'm pretty positive. I'm pregnant."
"Bella this is…" he trailed off, a magnificent smile spreading over his face. He stood up and came over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and picking me up from the chair. He spun me around, laughing, elated, before pressing his lips fiercely to mine. I giggled into his lips. He quickly hitched my legs up around his waist and pressed me against the wall, kissing me with as much passion and love as he had. He lips traveled down to my neck and he started to suck and nip at the skin on my neck.
"Edward," I moaned involuntarily. He chuckled against my skin before slowly letting my legs slide back to the floor. I felt my face slip into a pout as he put me down.
"Come on love, let's have dinner. You're eating for two now," he reminded me, an excited sparkle in his eyes.
"Oh right," I replied, still dazed from our kiss. It's amazing how he still has that effect on me. We both sat back down and he picked up his fork, chuckling again. "What?" I asked.
"Not that I don't love the way you told me," he began, his eyes still sparkling. "But you couldn't have made more of it?"
"I thought I was the pregnant one," I retorted. "So shouldn't I be the one needing more food?"
"Hey, I'm a guy. And I'm related to Emmett Cullen. I've got an appetite," he teased.
"Well if you really want some more, the rest of the chicken is in the oven," I told him.
"Thanks love," he whispered, standing up to grab it. He kissed my cheek on the way back.
"We'll have to find a good doctor," I said. "And make an appointment to make sure everything is healthy."
"I know a few great OB/GYN's," Edward said. "Maybe we can use the one Rose used."
"I don't really care, as long as she's good and will take care of our baby," I said. I noticed how his smile grew when I said our baby.
After dinner we just cuddled and watched a movie. I could feel myself drifting off and Edward lifted me up, bridal style, and carried me upstairs.
"You won't be able to do this anymore," I told him drowsily.
"What do you mean?"
"Once I get all big and pregnant, you won't be able to carry me," I clarified. He chuckled.
"Well hopefully, when you're all big and pregnant, you'll be able to go upstairs on your own," he retorted. I smiled, keeping my eyes closed. Edward placed me on our bed and kissed my lips lightly.
"Grab me one of your t-shirts?" I asked. I always loved sleeping in Edward's clothes. They were like coming home after a hard day. I felt a heavy piece of fabric land on me and I quickly wriggled out of my jeans shirt, sliding into his. I sighed contently.
I felt the bed sag slightly as Edward climbed in. He leaned over and kissed my lips. Then he lifted up my shirt and kissing my stomach.
"You be good okay," he whispered to my stomach. To the baby. "Don't do anything wrong. And be healthy. We already love you." I could feel tears welling up in my eyes at the sweetness and caring in his words.
"I love you Edward," I said. He pulled my shirt back down and kissed my lips again.
"I love you too Bella."
"Hello my name is Dr. Michaels." She held out her hand and I shook it. "Dr. Cullen," she said, nodding at him. They were clearly already acquainted.
"Please call me Edward," he said softly. "And this is my wife Bella."
"Nice to meet you Bella," she said again. "Edward talks very highly of you." I blushed slightly and squeezed Edward's hand. He smiled back at me, kissing the top of my head lightly.
"So, Bella, we got the results for your test back," she said happily. "And you're about eight weeks along." My eyes widened. Eight weeks. How had I not noticed until a week ago?
"Wow," I breathed. Dr. Michaels smiled at me.
"Would you like to have an ultrasound? You won't be able to see too much," she said, leaving it up to us. I looked up at Edward and his eyes were filled with as much excitement as mine.
"Yes, I'd love one," I said instantly. She led me to the room with the ultrasound machine and had me lie on that little table. She squirted the gel onto my stomach and spread it around. I shivered slightly from the cold and Edward rubbed my hand soothingly. Dr. Michaels began moving the probe thing around my stomach until she finally settled on a certain spot.
"See that, right there," she said quietly, pointing to a little dot in the ultrasound. "That's the baby." My eyes were glued to the screen in awe. It didn't look like a baby really; it was tiny and didn't have a shape. But it was there.
"It's amazing," I heard Edward breath from next to me. I turned to look at him and he was completely transfixed in the screen. His eyes were glowing. Dr. Michaels continued moving it around my stomach, pointing out certain things along the way.
"So everything is perfectly fine right now," she said happily, handing me a towel to wipe the goop off of my stomach. I wiped it off gratefully. The gel was kind of cold. "And we hope that everything will go smoothly. You can come back in a few weeks to do another ultrasound." Edward and I made another appointment and he took me out to the Volvo. He drove me back to work, kissing me quickly.
"I love you," he called as I made my way into school, a little late.
"Love you too!" I replied, almost skipping into the classroom. All of the little eyes turned to me.
"Mrs. Cullen why are you late?" a little girl names Carol asked.
"Carol," the teacher scolded.
"I went to the doctor's office," I replied happily, sharing a meaningful glance with the teacher, who's name is Anne.
"Are you sick?" Carol asked.
"No honey, it was just a check up," I replied. "Now pay attention to Mrs. McDonald." She nodded and turned her attention back to the front of the classroom. Anne raised her eyebrows at me and I mouthed 'I'll tell you later.'
Once the kids got dismissed at the end of the day, Anne came up to me and sat on her swivel chair, spinning around so she was facing me.
"So…spill," she said, smiling wickedly. Anne was only in her mid thirties or so and we got along really well. "Where were you really?"
"I really was at the doctors," I said truthfully. She narrowed her eyes skeptically. "An OB/GYN."
"You're pregnant?" she burst. I nodded. She squealed excitedly and tossed her arms around me. "How far along?"
"Eight weeks," I replied.
"Congrats," she said cheerily. "So was this planned or accidental?"
"Well…we were planning on having kids, just not yet. So it was kind of an accident. But a good accident," I explained. She nodded.
"Good for you girl. Now get on home to that gorgeous husband of yours and have as much sex as possible, because once you get really pregnant, it's not going to happen anymore," she instructed, rolling her eyes. Anne had a daughter already who was almost ten. "And then not until the baby is at least a few months old. It's a big gap."
"Thanks Anne," I replied sarcastically.
"You're sarcastic now," she mumbled. I waved goodbye and made my way outside, where I was surprised to see a silver Volvo waiting for me. I climbed into the passenger seat and leaned over to kiss my husband.
"I'm surprised to see you here," I said.
"I decided to take the day off. I was thinking we could go see our parents and tell them the news," he said too casually.
"Oh God," I breathed. Sure we were married but I knew Renee wouldn't be too happy.
"We'll be fine love," Edward promised instantly, speeding off towards his parent's house. At least we're telling them first.
"Mom? Dad?" Edward called when we reached their house. He opened it with his key and let himself in. "Hello?"
"Edward?" I heard Esme call back, her voice puzzled. "Why aren't you at the hospital?"
"Bella and I have something to tell you," he replied. We went out back, following her voice, and saw her sitting at her garden, pulling at the weeds. Carlisle was lounging silently behind her. He winked at me. He knew. He probably heard it through the grapevine at work.
"What is it?" Esme asked, leaning back on her knees.
"Well," Edward said slowly. He looked over at me and I nodded in encouragement. "Bella and I are going to have a baby." Esme's jaw dropped open.
"That's wonderful kids," Carlisle said, his voice sounding a tad too surprised.
"You knew," I accused.
"Maybe," he admitted sheepishly. "I saw Dr. Michaels. She told me Edward came in with you to see him today."
"And you didn't tell me?" Esme growled.
"Well I decided to leave that up to the parents," he said, kissing his wife fondly. He hugged me and Edward.
"Congratulations then," Esme said, standing and kissing my cheek, then Edward's. "Two grandkids in two years. I feel so old."
"You're not old," I said instantly. "You're kids are just having kids young." She laughed at that.
"I guess so," she sighed. "Have you two told anyone else yet?" I shook my head.
"We're going to tell Charlie next," Edward said and I groaned.
"I have no idea how Charlie is going to react to this," I explained when they all looked at me curiously.
"I'm sure he'll be just fine with it," Esme said soothingly, her voice instantly turning soothing. I hoped I would be as good a mother as her. She just knew when anyone was feeling sad or hungry or self-conscious and she always knew just what to say.
"Thanks Esme," I said sincerely, pulling her into another hug. She embraced me back with passion. Esme truly loved me like I was her own daughter.
"We'd better go love," Edward said. I nodded, trying to keep my eyes from watering at Esme's kindness.
"Right. Thanks again," I said. Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me up against him, his skin on mine soothing me instantly.
"Bye Mom. Bye Dad," Edward said, kissing Esme's cheek once before leading me back to the Volvo.
"Let's go tell Charlie," I sighed. "And I'll have to call Renee." I groaned again at the thought of telling Renee.
"Oh Bella it won't be that bad. You're married, they must be expecting it sometime," he said logically. We pulled up in front of Charlie's house and I opened the door with the key under the eave.
"Dad?" I called.
"Bella?" I heard Charlie yell back. He was in the living room watching a baseball game. I followed the sound of the TV and saw him sitting with Eliza, holding her hand on the couch.
"Hey Dad. Hey Eliza how are you?" I asked politely. Eliza and I were on close terms now and she really was perfect for Charlie. She actually enjoyed watching sports with him.
"I'm good Bella how are you?" Eliza responded.
"I'm fine," I replied.
"Dad, Edward and I have to tell you something," I said nervously. I saw Charlie stiffen at the tone of my voice.
"What's wrong?" he asked instantly.
"Nothings wrong. It's a good thing," I insisted.
"Okay…so what is it?" he asked slowly.
"Dad," I said cautiously. "Edward and I are going to have a baby." It took all the strength I had in me to not turn and hide my face in Edward's chest.
"And this is what you want Bella?" Charlie said. He didn't sound mad.
"So much," I replied, my voice breathy.
"Then I'm happy for you Bells," he said, standing up and hugging me. "You shouldn't be so nervous to tell me. If this is what you want and it makes you happy then I'm happy."
"Thanks Dad," I said, hugging him tightly. I kissed his cheek.
"Congratulations you two," Eliza said, hugging me carefully. I hugged her back to let her know it was okay.
"Thank you," Edward said.
"Parents huh?" Charlie said, looking back and forth between the two of us. "Oh man, I'm going to be a grandpa."
"You'll be a wonderful grandpa," I told him. "But we'd better go. We still have to tell our friends and Renee."
"Okay. Good luck to both of you," Charlie said.
"Goodbye," Eliza said. We waved and made our way back out to the Volvo.
"That went well," I said as Edward pulled out of the driveway. Edward nodded in agreement.
"Do you want to go tell Rosalie and Emmett?" he asked.
"Sure. Let them know Joey will have a little playmate," I said with a smile. We reached Emmett and Rosalie's house in fifteen minutes. We let ourselves in, not wanting to knock and wake the baby, just in case.
"Rosalie? Emmett?" Edward called once we got inside.
"Edward! Bella!" Joey cried out to us and toddled over, tossing his arms around my legs. I giggled and picked him up, hitching him onto my hip.
"How are you sweetie?" I cooed, kissing him lightly. Edward playfully ruffled his curly blond hair. "Where are Mommy and Daddy?"
"Food," he said happily.
"Kitchen," I translated. Edward and I made our way to the kitchen where Rosalie was stirring something on the stove.
"Hey," Edward said, startling her. Emmett came back into the room and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Joey on my hip.
"There you are buddy," he said, reaching out for him. I passed him over. "I thought I lost you."
"Daddy," Joey giggled happily.
"We should get one of those baby leashes," Emmett said thoughtfully. Rosalie rolled her eyes.
"He's not a dog Em," she said.
"That's why it's called a baby leash," he replied in a duh tone.
"Oh God," Rosalie sighed. She turned to Edward and I. "So what's up?"
"We actually wanted to tell you something," Edward said, sliding an arm around my waist.
"And that would be?" Emmett hedged impatiently.
"I'm pregnant," I announced. Rosalie instantly squealed, sounding uncannily like Alice, and tossed her arms around my neck.
"That's wonderful Bella!" she exclaimed. "Now Joey will have a little friend close to his age! Babies are wonderful Bella you'll just love it!"
"Congrats man," Emmett said, hugging his brother. Joey let out an impatient yell from his high chair. "They change your life, but they're so worth it."
"Thanks guys," I breathed, a giddy smile on my face.
"Have you told Alice yet?" Rosalie asked.
"Not yet. We're going there next," Edward said. Joey started crying from behind us.
"We'd better get going," I said. I made my way over to Joey, who stopped crying instantly, smiling up at me. "Bye cutie." I kissed his head and made my way out to the car with Edward.
"Alice is going to go crazy," Edward said. "She's going to want to design the nursery and plan the baby shower."
"I know," I groaned. "Might as well let her though. Takes some of the stress off us."
"I guess so," he sighed. Alice and Jasper already lived together; the only ones that lived together before marriage. They lived about five minutes away from Rosalie and Emmett, so we made it to their house in no time.
"Hey guys!" Alice opened the door before we even had a chance to knock. Hyperactive pixie.
"Hey Alice," I said, sidestepping her and walking inside. Jasper was sitting on the couch, reading a book and he smiled when we walked in.
"Tell us the news!" Alice squealed.
"How do you know there's news?" I asked.
"I can just tell. So spill!" she commanded.
"We're going to have a baby," Edward said. Alice's shriek was deafening.
"Yay! I'm going to be an auntie! Again!" she yelled, jumping up and down and clapping her hands together.
"Congrats guys," Jasper said, smiling at his overexcited girlfriend.
"Thanks."
"You have to let me plan the baby shower! And design the nursery!" Alice shrieked, still bouncing.
"Of course," I said. She shrieked even louder, if that's possible. Jasper reached up and took her hand and she stopped bouncing, sinking contently onto the couch with Jasper.
"We need to have a baby soon too," Alice said. Jasper gulped slightly. "I mean, once we're married."
"Once we're married," Jasper agreed. I giggled.
"We just wanted to tell you guys," I said, sliding towards the door. "We'd better go home. We still have to call Renee."
"Bye," Edward said, kissing his sister's cheek.
"Bye guys!" Alice chirped. Edward and I drove home in silence, exhausted from the day's events. When we got home, I called Marietta and Katy to tell them the news. They were both really happy for us. I called Renee last.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Hey Mom," I replied, trying to sound casual.
"Hey Bella! How are you dear?" she asked cheerily.
"I'm fine Mom. More then fine. I'm wonderful," I said.
"How come?"
"Well…" Edward wrapped his arms around me, encouraging me. "Edward and I are going to have a baby."
I swear, in the silence that followed, I could of heard a pin drop.
"Oh honey you're so young," Renee said.
"I know Mom but I'm married and I'm not that young. Edward and I are in love and we really want this baby," I told her, my eyes starting to water.
"Oh sweetie. If you're happy with this then I'm happy for you," she said. I could hear the smile in her voice.
"Thanks Mom," I sighed in relief. We talked for a little while longer before I decided to go. I was exhausted.
"Bed time," I told Edward.
"I couldn't agree more," he said, rubbing his eyes. He laced his fingers through mine and we made our way upstairs. I quickly changed into my pajamas, crawling onto the bed. Edward sank next to me and I cuddled into his chest.
"Goodnight love," he whispered.
"Goodnight," I mumbled. I felt his hand reach down and land on my stomach, holding it there, his other arm wrapped around me. He was holding us both. Me and the baby.
When I woke up the next morning, his hand was still on my stomach.
A/N: YAY!! Bella's pregnant! Isn't everyone excited?! REVIEW!!
