Disclaimer: Twilight Saga or any of its awesome characters are not mine. But Smirky and his Bellarina are mine. :D

A/N: This was the outtake I donated to the Fandom for Christy cause. It's set on the day after their Thanksgiving dinner—the night Smirky and Bellarina learns about the new addition to their family.

Just Got Prescribed

BPOV

I smiled into the pillow as I felt soft kisses being placed on my bare shoulder. Pretending to be asleep, I waited ... just to see what my adorably amazing husband decided to do next. His lips trailed down the top of my arm before suddenly vanishing from my body.

A frown came over my face.

Where did he go? I thought.

Just as I was debating with myself on whether or not to just give up and open my eyes to see what he was up to, I felt his lips on my body again—this time, on my stomach.

My mind immediately went to the life-altering discovery we made the day before.

Yes, I, Isabella Cullen was pregnant, and my Rude Adonis, my husband, couldn't be happier about it.

I felt my cheeks heat up as I remembered how we had celebrated our news after our family had left the night before.

Just then, Edward decided to kiss a little lower and started to kiss my hipbone. An involuntary moan escaped my lips and I felt him moving up my body.

He pressed two kisses on my closed eyelids and then brushed his lips across mine. Like a moth to his flame, I abandoned all pretence and started to kiss him back.

He smiled against my mouth. "Good morning, Mrs. Cullen. How long have you been up?"

Instead of blushing at his words, like I would have been a year ago, I boldly wrapped my legs around his hips, bringing us closer.

"Hmm ..." I moaned. "The question, Dr. Cullen, is how long have you been up?"

My innuendo made him smile crookedly at me as he shifted his body, making us align properly. "Too long, baby."

And then he was slipping inside of me, recreating the magic from a few hours ago.

EPOV

At work, I felt like a nervous wreck. No, I wasn't worried about work—not at all. My worries were all centered on the beautiful woman I loved more than anything else.

And that doesn't make you sound the least bit whipped, you whipped dork, my subconscious rolled his eyes at me.

Truth was I didn't mind sounding whipped for Bella—at least not in my head.

I frowned as I peeked into the ward. Bella's desk was empty. A quick glance around the room told me that she wasn't in there at all.

Where could she be?

After looking around our ward, I strolled down toward the pharmacy where I saw Victoria filing her nails as she looked down at something on her lap.

Hoping that she wouldn't try her cougar ways on me, I walked up to her desk and asked, "Ms. Simmons, have you seen Bella?"

"Oh! Dr. Cullen!" she almost screeched and tried to stand up, resulting in the iPad falling from her lap. The headphones attached to the iPad seemed to come out of it and immediately loud moans and strings of cussing started to come out of it.

Out of curiosity, I glanced down at the floor and quickly averted my eyes, feeling the tips of my ears heat up.

There, on the screen was a woman in her forties, lying buck naked with a lot of make up on her face while a younger—twenty-something guy straddled her face and fucked her mouth. It looked like cougars even liked cougar-porn.

Victoria quickly picked the thing up and thankfully, shut the video off. Then she gave me a timid smile and said, "Sorry about that, Dr., what did you need?"

I tried to compose myself and repeated my question.

She looked relieved at my not bringing up the fact that she was caught watching porn at work. "Certainly, sir. She's in the medicine closet. I asked her to help me with the inventory while Rosalie went home for her break."

Giving her a swift nod, I walked away to continue my search for my wife.

The moment I opened the door to the medicine closet, it felt like my heart almost came out of my mouth. Let me tell you why. Because, standing at least four feet above the ground was my pregnant wife, balancing a basket under her arm as she attempted to reach the upper shelves.

A part of me wanted to scream bloody murder, grab her and then run away to hide her away from the world, until a little Bellarina or a little Smirky was running around us. But another part—a more rational part of me knew that any sudden acts on my part may cause her to lose her concentration and make her fall down.

So, I let the door squeak shut behind me and asked in a level voice, "Bella? What are you doing here?"

"Oh, hey, baby. I'm just helping Victoria out. Did you need anything?" she responded with a bright smile on her face.

I casually walked toward the ladder she was standing on and stood next to the base, ready to catch her if she slipped. "Just you in my arms," I said.

She giggled lightly and started to descend the steps. "You're such a cheese ball!"

I threw a smile at her and shrugged. "Yet you love my cheesy ass, Mrs. Cullen." I hoped like hell that she couldn't sense the panic running through me at the moment.

"Can you blame a girl when your ass is so fucking sexy, Dr. Cullen?" She grins at me as she steps down from the ladder and I carefully let out the breath I had been holding.

She stepped in closer to me and wrapped her arms around me. Then, in a soft voice, she whispered in my ear, "Will you please relax now? I'm standing on solid ground. You don't need to freak out about my possible fall."

I grasped her shoulders in my arms and leaned back to meet her eyes. "You knew I was freaking out?" I asked her, not believing my acting skills were non-existent.

She laughed. Pushing a few locks of hair from my forehead she placed a kiss on my jaw. "Edward, when will you understand this? I know you. The moment you stepped inside the room I could hear the tension in your voice."

"Then why …?"

She cut off my words with a soft kiss and then replied to my unspoken question. "I waited to finish my work because I needed to know that you trust me enough to realize that I will never put our child in danger."

"I know that, Bella. I just …" I couldn't find the right way to express my feelings.

She smiled at me. "I know, baby. You love me and that's what triggered your worries. I get that. But tell me that you know I would never risk our baby just to cover for Victoria."

"I know, love. And I love you; both of you."

Her cheeks flushed at my words and she snuggled into my chest as she whispered, "We love you too."

I started to lead her out of the closet. "I scheduled us an appointment with Dr. Carmen Adams in an hour."

She kissed the side of my neck and whispered her thanks. "You know why I love you?" she asked suddenly.

"Because I'm incredibly handsome and an irresistible kisser?" I asked cheekily.

She elbowed me lightly and giggled. "No, Smirky, I love you because you said us. I love to be a part of us with you."

Smiling at her, I pulled her to me and kissed her hard before walking inside our ward, hand in hand.

BPOV

Exactly ten minutes before our appointment was scheduled, Edward came up to my desk and pulled back my chair. Rolling my eyes at him, I stood up.

We reached the OB-Gyn ward with a few minutes to spare. I was about to sit down at the waiting area when my name was called.

Edward held on to my waist as I straightened up and walked toward the elderly nurse waiting for us at the door.

The nurse smiled at us and led the way to the examination room.

After I was lying on the examination table, a woman in her fifties came in and smiled broadly at the man sitting on the chair beside my bed. "Dr. Cullen, have your nerves steadied, yet?"

Edward chuckled and shook his head. "Not really. I guess I'm still trying to tell myself that this isn't a dream." Taking my hand in his, he continued, "Dr. Adams, may I introduce you to my beautiful wife, Isabella Cullen?"

Dr. Adams laughed as she walked up to shake my hand. "It's nice to meet you, Isabella. I've heard a lot about you."

I scrunched up my eyebrows, not sure what to make of her words.

Was I that big of a bitch to be talk of the hospital, so to speak?

She must've felt my confusion because she gave my hand a squeeze and said, "All good things, trust me. My fiancé is the one who told me about you. You work under Eleazer, don't you?"

"Yes …" I started before it hit me. "Are you engaged to Mr. Montgomery?"

She smiled shyly and nodded. "Yes. I know it seems a bit corny for someone in our stage of life, but …"

"No, it doesn't." I interrupted her. "I think it's sweet."

Edward, who looked like a kid on Christmas Eve, piped up, "Yeah, it's good that you found each other. Can we go forward with the scan now, Dr. Adams?"

I turned give him a what's-wrong-with-you look when Dr. Adams laughed. "Sorry, Dr. Cullen, your Bella is very easy to talk to. I'm actually waiting for the nurse to come back with the results of Mrs. Cullen's urine test."

As if she could hear us, the elderly nurse from earlier came out of the bathroom attached to the exam room where she made me pee in a cup before telling me to lie down on the bed. With a big smile on her face, she nodded at Dr. Adams.

"All righty then," Dr. Adams said, rubbing her hands disinfectant. "Isabella, if you could pull your shirt up and push your jeans down a little bit for me that would be great."

I did as she asked and laid there, waiting for the cold gel I knew she was gonna plop down on my stomach.

I shivered lightly as the gel touched my skin and then she started to move the wand-thing on my belly—first this way and then that.

After a few moments, she stopped at a spot and quickly clicked a few buttons on the screen in front of her. Then she looked at us and asked, "You guys ready to hear the most beautiful music?"

Out of the corners of my eyes, I saw Edward nod his head vigorously and all I could do was blink away the sudden sting in my eyes.

With a sweet smile on her face, Dr. Adams pushed a button and the room filled with a thump-a-thump sound. The tears refused to be contained anymore and spilled down my cheeks.

Even through my blurred vision I could see Edward stand up from his seat and lean down to put his forehead against mine. "That's our baby's heart, Bellarina," he whispered against my skin.

I reached up to brush away the tears, needing to see his face. When I could see his eyes, I could detect a little moisture there as well.

"Ahem," Dr. Adams cleared her throat. "Is it your first child?"

"Yes," I responded, my eyes still trained on my husband.

"Then I should give you a moment to compose yourselves," she said, handing me a bunch of tissues to wipe my stomach. "I'll just step out of the room for a bit, alright?"

Before either of us could answer her, she walked out of the room with the nurse in tow.

As soon as we were alone, I felt Edward kiss my forehead. "Thank you so much, love."

"It goes both ways, baby," I replied as I attempted to clean up the gooey material on my stomach.

Edward pushed my hand away. "Let me."

I gave him the tissues and wiped away a stray tear from my cheek.

He carefully and lovingly cleaned me up, trying not to apply too much pressure.

As if he's afraid that he'll hurt the baby.

The thought made me giggle as I sat up, and he gave me a stern look. "I know what you're laughing about. But I don't care at the moment. Right now my whole world is lying on this table; my family—the most precious thing in my world."

And that brought out the waterworks again. I sniffled and tried to apologize for laughing at him, but he shut me up with a kiss. "I love you, Bellarina. You've given me so much that I feel like a fucking king right now," he whispered against my lips.

I giggled and kissed him once again. "I love you too, Smirky. You have no idea how much."

He rested his hand on my stomach and replied, "I have a pretty good idea." And then without a warning, he dropped down to his knees and kissed where our child resided inside me.

"Daddy loves you as well, baby. Maybe not the way he loves Mommy, but he loves you both equally. I can't wait to hold you in my arms. But until you're here, I'll just have to love your mommy a lot more. So if she gets mad at me and accuses me of being overprotective, will you tell her that I'm just showing my love for both my angels?"

He pressed his ear against my tummy and pretended to listen before giving my tummy a big goofy smile. "I knew I could count on you, kid."

I laughed at his smart-ass ways and blinked away the tears stinging the back of my eyes. Threading my fingers through his hair, I tugged, letting him know that I wanted him to stand up.

When he was standing before me once again, I snaked my arms around his neck and kissed him hard. After I let go of his lips, I kissed his jaw and whispered, "I love your Smirky-ass."

He gave me a big smile and whispered back, "I'll be looking forward to a demonstration once we go home tonight, Bellarina."

I blushed and silently promised myself that I will do exactly that.

A/N: I would like to thank the organizers for bringing our fandom closer with this attempt, making us feel like a tightly-knit family. My prayers are with Christy and her family.

A special thanks to everyone who has donated to this cause, and of course a big squishy hug to my fic twin sis, m0t0b33, for working her magic on this one.

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Thanks for reading.

I have one more outtake/ futuretake planned for this story. So keep it on alert. ;)

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Take care.

Ann