Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Or Harry Potter or King Kong.
BPOV—Twenty-three
Four months later…
"Bella, love," Edward whispered, shaking me lightly to wake me. I groaned rolling onto my side to look at him. I was surprised to see he was dressed and awake, a light smile on his face as he noticed my confused expression.
"Where are you going?" I mumbled tiredly.
"Work. I know it's Saturday but their was an emergency and they need me. Will you be okay?" he asked softly, one of his hands moving to my face, caressing my cheek lovingly.
"I'll be fine, Rose and Alice are coming over later, they'll keep me company," I sighed. Alice was nine months pregnant, due in about a week, and looked ready to pop. Rosalie was seven months and had a good sized baby bump, although it was much smaller then Alice's. Me, being sixth months along, was the smallest, but still a pretty big sized bump.
"Okay. I love you Bella," he said, leaning down to press his lips to mine.
"I love you too," I whispered against his lips. He kissed my stomach once before heading into Nicky's room to kiss him goodbye. I listened until I heard the door front door open and close. Then I shut my eyes, sinking into a lonely sleep, cold without Edward's warm body holding me as I slept.
I woke up a few hours later after tossing and turning, barely sleeping. I stood up and made my way into Nicky's room. He was smiling, wide awake, waiting patiently for me to come get him. He was strange like that in the mornings. He would simply play by himself until someone came to let him out. He lifted his arms to me and I picked him up, bringing him downstairs and sitting him in his high chair. I grabbed a little jar of baby cereal and began feeding him silently, still tired from the lack of sleep.
"Daddy?" Nicky asked after a few minutes of eating. I sighed, praying he wouldn't have a breakdown. I just couldn't handle that right now.
"Daddy had to go to work sweetie," I told him gently. His lower lip began to tremble and I scooped him up in my arms, cradling him against my chest and shushing him softly. I knew if he started to cry, I would cry too.
"Daddy," he whimpered.
"I know," I replied, holding him close. The doorbell rang and I stood up with Nicky in my arms and answered it. A very pregnant and grumpy Alice stormed into the room, instantly sinking onto the couch and putting her feet on the coffee table. Rosalie followed behind her, Joey in tow, all bundled up from the February chill. He ran in and I placed Nicky down so they could play. I made my way into the kitchen, grabbing some breakfast before sinking onto the couch next to Alice. Rosalie followed after me. The two boys played at our feet.
"What's got you're panties in a bunch?" I grumbled to the still angry looking Alice. All three of us were seated on the couch, Alice then me then Rosalie. We had our feet on the coffee table, our stomachs sticking into the air.
"Jasper woke me up this morning. I don't get to sleep until three in the morning!" I could hear the beginning of a rant coming on. Alice was constantly ranting about one thing or another. "And he decides to wake me up so he could drive me here. I mean, he couldn't have just let me sleep? I am perfectly capable of getting here without him waking me up! I have two babies inside of me and I need my sleep so they can be healthy! It is just ridiculous. And then he makes me pancakes. Pancakes! I didn't want pancakes. I wanted waffles. But I had to eat soggy pancakes!" she growled. Poor Jasper, I thought.
"Emmett is always working," Rosalie pouted. "I miss him when he's gone. I only have little Joey and he's growing up so fast! I feel like Emmett is missing Joey's entire childhood. All because he has to have big muscles and make money. I like his muscles but I'd rather have him home." She folded her arms across her chest.
"Edward had to go to work this morning. On a Saturday," I sighed. "I miss him so much. I hardly ever get to spend time alone with him. What with Nicky and his work and mine we never have time for just us."
"You know what I'm in the mood for?" Alice said suddenly.
"What?" Rosalie and I asked in unison.
"A chocolate donut with chocolate frosting and rainbow jimmies," she said excitedly, patting her stomach.
"Yum," Rosalie, Alice and I all sighed in unison.
"Call Jasper, maybe he can pick some up?" Rosalie suggested.
"Why does Jasper always have to do it?" Alice snapped. "He's so good to me. He doesn't need me to be bossing him around all the time. I don't deserve him!" Tears started to fall down her face and Rosalie and I instantly starting comforting her.
"What about Emmett?" I suggested.
"I'll try him," Rosalie said, pulling out her cell phone.
"Make sure they have rainbow jimmies!" Alice said, her tears instantly gone at the excitement of donuts. Rosalie dialed Emmett's number on speaker.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Hey baby," Rosalie cooed.
"Hey Rose! How are you?" Emmett asked.
"Hungry," she said, smiling at her phone. "Would you mind picking up a dozen chocolate donuts with chocolate frosting and rainbow jimmies?"
"Rosalie honey I'm at work. I don't think I can leave right now," Emmett said apologetically. Rosalie's smile was wiped right off of her face and an angry scowl appeared on her face.
"It's your gym Emmett!" she shouted. "You can leave whenever the hell you want! Alice, Bella and I just want some simple donuts but no! Emmett has to stay at his precious gym and work out and talk to his precious members!"
"Rose please," Emmett begged but she cut him off.
"I'm pregnant Emmett," she said, her voice full of sadness. "And our baby can't be healthy without food. So please get me those donuts."
"Okay, okay," Emmett sighed. "I'll grab them and be to Bella's in about fifteen minutes. Okay babe?"
"Okay," she said happily, all traces of tears gone. "Love you Emmett!"
"Love you too," Emmett said, sounding exhausted. I laughed.
"Mommy," Nicky sang from my feet a few minutes later, lifting his arms up to let me pick him up. I grabbed him and pulled him onto my lap. After a few minutes, he slid over to Alice and placed his hands on her stomach. He giggled when the baby kicked.
"Big!" he announced happily. Alice's playful laughter shrunk away and she started to sob.
"He's right!" she wailed. Nicky looked bewildered, as did Joey, staring up at their hysterical aunt. "I am big! I'm fat and ugly!" She started sobbing and Nicky burst into tears at her sadness. Joey soon followed, bawling as Rosalie reached to pick him up.
"It's okay honey," I told Nicky, tears springing into my own eyes. Why the hell is everyone crying? They're making me cry!
That's how Emmett found us. All five of us a sobbing mess. He ran over to us, still holding the donuts. Alice's tears instantly subsided.
"Are those the donuts?" she asked excitedly. Emmett nodded mutely, his eyes wide. Alice clapped her hands together in excitement and reached for the box, grabbing three and biting into one. She sighed contently.
"Are you okay?" Emmett asked, completely bewildered.
"Yes," I answered, reaching for a donut. I tore off a tiny piece and gave it to Nicky, who stopped crying and ate it happily. Joey stopped crying at the sight of his daddy and jumped up, throwing himself at Emmett's legs.
"Daddy!" he yelled happily, reaching his arms up to be carried. Emmett handed the box to Rosalie and picked up his son. Rosalie's tears subsided as she bit into a donut.
"What the hell just happened?" Emmett wondered rhetorically, shaking his head. "Do you need anything else while I'm here?"
"Some pineapple juice would be just lovely," I said, handing Nicky another little piece of food. Emmett went to the refrigerator.
"There's none in here," he said apologetically. My lip started to tremble.
"Can you buy some?" I whimpered. Emmett groaned.
"Fine. Do any of you need anything else while I'm going out? Cause I really have to get back to work," Emmett said, turning to Rosalie and Alice.
"Potato chips! Salt and vinegar!" Alice shouted instantly.
"I would love some peaches," Rosalie said.
"Okay. I'll be back with pineapple juice, peaches and salt and vinegar chips. Anything else?" Emmett asked.
"Well now that you mention it…"
After about fifteen minutes Emmett had a huge list of items to buy at the grocery store, ranging from chips, to cookies, to vegetables. He left in a hurry, buying everything we asked for. He was pissed too, I could tell.
"I can't wait till Emmett gets back with the food," I sighed after about a half hour. "I'm starved."
"Me too. I'm the most excited for the watermelon," Alice said, licking her lips.
"No, I want the Oreo's the most," Rosalie said, biting her lip.
"No, the dill pickles. Definitely," I decided.
Emmett came back an hour later, his arms bulging with bags.
"I really have to get to work," he said once he put them down, kissing Rosalie and rushing out before we could ask him for anything else. I looked through the bags, grabbing a cucumber and biting into it. It tasted so good.
A few minutes later we were settled onto the couch again, all of us digging into the various food. I had my big glass of pineapple juice next to me as I at the various junk Emmett had bought for us. I would occasionally feed Nicky something or Joey. The three of us were silent as we chewed, completely content in the silence. The only sounds were our chewing and the occasional sounds of play from Joey and Nicky.
We spent some time watching King Kong on TV. Joey had seen the big monkey on TV and forced us to watch it. It was the newer version, with Jack Black. And Rosalie, Alice and I were all sobbing by the end.
"It's not fair," I moaned. "King Kong didn't do anything wrong! He was enslaved and in love. Why did he have to die?"
"All he wanted was to live peacefully in the jungle," Alice agreed next to me. "He didn't want to come to New York and be on display. It's just cruel!"
"Why is everyone so mean? He didn't deserve to die! It's like Fred Weasley or Dumbledore in Harry Potter. They shouldn't have died! And Remus and Tonks! They had a little baby to take care of and those damn Death Eaters had to kill them!" Rosalie growled, crying at the loss of fictional characters from her favorite series.
"Why do the good die young?" I sighed dramatically. All three of us burst into the song by Billy Joel, standing up and dancing. Well Rosalie and I did, but Alice just sang from the couch.
"Come out Virginia, don't let me wait
You Catholic girls start much too late
Ah but sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well be the one," I sang loudly, holding my hand in front of me like a microphone. I felt like we were kids again, back in Alice's room, singing along to the radio and dancing in our bare feet.
"Well they showed you a statue and told you to pray.
They built you a temple and locked you away.
Ah but they never told you the price that you pay,
the things that you might have done," Rosalie continued. All three of us sang the chorus. Nicky and Joey just watched in shock and confusion.
"Only the good die young!
That's what I said.
Only the good die young,
Only the good die young!" All three of us burst into laughter, sinking back onto the couch. I grabbed a bag of popcorn and popped some into my mouth.
The phone rang loudly and all three of us groaned, tired from our sing along and dance session. Eventually, Rosalie stood to answer it, grabbing it off the hook.
"Hello?" she growled. "No, she's right here." She turned to me. "Bella. Phone. In your own house, who would've guessed?" She said the last part sarcastically and I made a face at her. I stood up, placing Nicky on Alice's lap and made my way to the phone.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Bella. This is Dr. Graves," said a serious voice on the other line.
"Oh, hello Doctor. How are you?" I asked politely, wondering why he wanted to talk to me. Dr. Graves was highly respected in the hospital and he had made good friends with Edward.
"I'm fine Bella…but Edward isn't." My eyes went wide. What does that mean. Was Edward hurt? Was he sick?
"What do you mean?" I asked, tears already stinging my eyes.
"Well…Bella left work about an hour ago to go home and…he was brought in a little while ago. He got into a car accident Bella." I felt like my world was crumbling around me. I clutched the wall for support and my breath was coming in wild gasps. I knew Rosalie and Alice were talking but I couldn't hear them.
"And?" I demanded.
"Well we've been working on him for a while. He has many injuries, a broken leg, broken ribs, four broken fingers and severe head trauma," Dr. Graves said. I could hear the pain in the voice but I knew there was more. Something worse.
"Is he awake?" I asked, dreading the answer.
"No. He's alive but…he has slipped into a coma Bella. I'm so, so sorry." And he truly did sound sorry. I clutched the phone with a grip so hard I thought it might break.
"A coma," I repeated, before sinking against the wall, the world turning black around me.
A/N: For those of you who don't know, jimmies are sprinkles, like the ice cream topping. We call them jimmies around here but I know some people don't. And I loved writing the pregnancy mood swings and cravings! They were so fun! Honestly, if it weren't for the last, tragic part, this would be one of the happiest, funniest chapters. But Edward is in a coma so it's not happy or funny. Sigh. REVIEW!!