DISCLAIMER: Still not a thing.
A/N: SOOOOO very sorry this took so long to get out. MAJOR writers block and I hated everything that I wrote. So don't hate me, and I'm sorry if you thought I was abandoning this story. I wasn't and I won't! So I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think when you're done!!
Things moved pretty slowly after Emmett's birthday party. All and all I had been enjoying my pregnancy and even though I was soon to be entering my fifth month I had yet to experience any morning sickness. Edward and I had been torturing our family lately; we had found out the sex of the babies about two weeks ago and had refused to share that information with anyone. But they were persistent.
Alice's newest trick was to text me in the middle of the night to see if I would respond in my sleep induced haze. Edward was quick to stop that one, we both needed our rest and Alice couldn't argue when he laid on that guilt trip. Rosalie's favorite was to show up at the hospital about half way through my shift with my favorite iced tea from Starbucks and a chocolate chip cookie. That didn't do much but get her a hug from her favorite sister in law.
Our parents had taken us out to dinner last weekend and pretty much demanded that we tell them. But they were quick to apologize after I had a mini emotional breakdown at the table. My mother felt awful, as did Esme and the three of us ended up sharing tears over our dessert.
Up until this point in my pregnancy I had only gained about ten pounds. I had recently bought my first pair of maternity pants and was shocked that I had actually enjoyed the experience. My scrubs on the other hand, hid things very well. The long tunic style top that I always wore was loose enough around my stomach to hide my baby bump for the most part, and as long as I wore my scrub pants below the bump they still fit fine.
Today was no different than any other day in the ER at Harborview. I had been running around all morning, and though Edward and I were actually working the same shift for once I hadn't seen him all morning. But it didn't matter, after the next four hours were over Edward and I were going to have the entire weekend off to spend together, and finally share our news with our family.
"Dr. Cullen, the x-rays are back for that patient in room two, have you been in there?" asked Kristen. She was one of the new nurses, having only been at Harborview for about two weeks, and she was quickly becoming one of my favorite nurses to work with.
"Yes, she just needs her wrist splinted and then she needs to see the orthopedist. She's going to need her arm casted," I said as I signed the chart before handing it to her.
"Thanks Dr. C," she said as she took the chart before heading towards Room Two. "Hey Dr. C, apparently I am in charge of the decorations for the baby shower, and I was just wondering- Pink or Blue?"
I rolled my eyes while shaking my head at her, "Nice try Kristen."
"I had to try," she said with a laugh. "Hey, room three needs stitches," she said before disappearing into room two.
I was still laughing at her as I took the chart from the holder outside room three. Eric Johnston, twenty nine year old male, one inch laceration above left eye.
I pushed my way into the room to find Eric seated on the exam table holding an ice pack above his left eye.
"Alright, what happened?" I asked laying his chart on the table next to him and placing my hands on my hips.
He shook his head slightly before removing the ice pack from his eye. "I'm not exactly sure, one minute I'm eating lunch with my girlfriend and the next some guy from down at the Reservation is punching me. I didn't even say anything to him. I still don't understand who gets into a bar fight at one thirty in the afternoon."
I was just about to agree with him when the doors flew open and an all too familiar blonde came running in. She completely ignored me and went straight to Eric's side.
"Oh god Eric, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over him. I haven't seen him romantically in years I swear." She stopped speaking suddenly and turned towards me with a look of pure hatred on her face.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she spat.
"I was just about to give your boyfriend some stitches, before you interrupted that is," I said as I grabbed some rubber gloves and an exam kit.
"Yes well, why don't you get on with it. I'm not paying you to stand around and do nothing."
I bit back a laugh as I continued to examine the deep laceration on Eric's face.
Tanya crossed her arms over her chest and stood back to watch. "So Bella, how are things with you and Edward? Last I heard they were pretty rocky, can't say I blame him though. You sure do look like your packing on the pounds."
I was just about to respond to her hateful comment when the door opened again and Edward came walking in.
"Oh Edward, thank God you are here. I think we need a second opinion, I'm not sure that my boyfriend needs stitches and this doctor is insistent on stitching his cut," said Tanya as she rushed to his side and latched onto his arm.
I glanced at Eric and we both rolled our eyes before looking back towards Edward and Tanya.
"Eric, I would like you to meet my husband Edward Cullen, Edward this is Tanya's boyfriend Eric Johnston."
"It's very nice to meet you Eric," said Edward as he pulled his arm out of Tanya's grasp and offered his hand to Eric.
"It's nice to meet you too Dr. Cullen."
"Please call me Edward, and I assure you that my wife is completely correct when she says you need stitches. That is a very deep cut and it would leave a very nasty scar if you didn't have it stitched up."
"I had no doubts in her decision," said Eric shooting Tanya a dirty look.
Edward smiled and turned towards me before speaking. "Mom and Dad are having everyone over for dinner tonight, and Mom just needs to know if you're up for it?"
I laughed for a minute before answering him. "As long as she doesn't mind if I show up in my pajamas and slippers I'm all for a family dinner. My feet are killing me."
"Well maybe if you'd loose some of that weight that wouldn't be a problem."
"Tanya what the hell is your problem?" asked Eric.
"Don't worry about it Eric, Tanya is still bitter that Edward didn't pick her. But you think she would be over it after fifteen years," I said with a smile as I set up my syringe.
"Oh you stupid little bitch, who the hell do you think you are? At least if Edward had picked me I would have been able to give him the children he's always wanted. Nothing is worse than being an infertile bitch."
"Yes we are all well aware of how fertile you are Tanya," I said. "This is going to sting Eric."
Eric nodded quickly before holding still and allowing me to inject the anesthesia into the skin surrounding the laceration.
Once I was finished I recapped the needle and disassembled the syringe before turning to face Tanya.
"You clearly haven't heard our good news then," I said holding my hand out to Edward who was at my side, and had placed his hands over my growing belly within seconds.
"Bella is five months pregnant with Twins," said Edward.
"They probably aren't yours Edward," she said as she rolled her eyes again.
"Tanya," said Eric. "I think it's time you leave."
"But Eric….." she started.
"No, get out. I don't know what your problem is, or what you've done with the girl I've been dating for the past eight months but I am sure that I want nothing more to do with you."
Tanya let out a small shriek before finally giving in a leaving the room.
"I'm so sorry about that Dr. Cullen."
"Don't worry about it, she's done worse," I said with a laugh.
"Oh God I'm not sure I want to know," said Eric.
"Probably not."
I was nearly dead on my feet by the time my shift was over and I was thankful that Edward was waiting in the ambulance bay with the Volvo.
"So are you ready to put our family out of their misery?" he asked as he leaned over to kiss me as I got into the car.
"I guess!"
We arrived at Carlisle and Esme's around six thirty and as I promised I was in my favorite pajamas and slippers.
"Oh my God Bella, look at you," said Rosalie rushing over to place her hands on my stomach.
Everyone was already there when we arrived, and dinner was quickly served.
"So Bella are you guys looking forward to this weekend off?" asked Esme as I helped her clear the table. Though I'm not sure you could call it helping, any time I picked up a plate either Alice or Rosalie took it from me. So I barely ended up leaving the dining room.
"You have no idea; we have so much shopping to do. And I am so looking forward to sleeping in late. I can't even tell you the last time that Edward and I got to sleep in past six," I said with a laugh.
The four women in the kitchen exchanged a look before Esme finally spoke up again.
"Alright honey, I know that last time we spoke about this we upset you. And that is not my intention tonight, but you have to realize how this is killing us," she said, with what almost looked like a pout on her face.
I gave her a stern look and before I could answer, she spoke again. "Bella, I need to know. You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you and Edward to have children. And I'm not saying that I don't love the two Grandchildren that I already have, but this is different. He is my baby and you are my best friend's daughter and the woman that my son loves, I need to know."
"Alright, I give," I said rubbing my hands over my face.
Rosalie and Alice let out a squeak before calling for their husbands.
"Bella's going to tell us," said Alice as she ran into the living room.
"No, Bella is not, but she is going to show you," I said letting my hands fall to my belly.
Edward appeared suddenly with two small gift bags, "How about we all go into the living room for this."'
I followed Edward into the living room and took a seat on the couch while everyone else piled in.
Edward sat down next to me before handing each of our mothers the gift bag.
I watched as both my mother and Esme took a deep breath and exchanged a nervous glance before reaching into the bag and pulling out the picture frames which held pictures from our most recent 3-D ultrasound.
Both women squeaked, but let out no indication of what the picture showed and quickly switched frames.
"Well what are they?" asked Emmett.
"Twin boys," said my mother as the tears began.
"Oh boy, not again," I said as Rosalie and Alice squealed and grabbed onto me like they were holding on for dear life.
A/N: Okay so if anyone has any suggestions for names; be sure to let me know!! And always I love to know what you guys think!
