Title: That's A1

Summary: A simple bet, see who can use a 'coupla focail' to get a 'cailini' into the 'aul 'leaba', what could go wrong? Well Irish Boy Edward Masen is going to find, not just what could go wrong, but what also could go right.

Perspective: EPOV

Story Type: Drabble, chapters will vary in life.

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I wished I owned Twilight, so, so, so much! But I don't so I'm just going to play with them for a bit.

EPOV

On the way home I was really considering picking up smoking, because I was so fucking stressed. I sat in the car tapping my fingers against the steering wheel. This couldn't fucking be happening.

I pulled up outside the house and saw Bella's car in the driveway. She was terrified of driving right now because let's face it people were fucking lunatics and she was afraid she would hit the baby belly off the steering wheel. Plus to get comfortable in the chair she had to move the seat back so far that she couldn't reach the pedals.

I sat in my car like a coward holding the velvet box my Da gave me today before I left. It was my Granny's ring. It was a gorgeous ring; Granda knew how to pick a good one but Jesus I didn't know if I wanted to do this.

Sure I loved Bella, but I was only twenty three. And I know having a baby together is a big fecking commitment but still marriage was fucking bigger.

But my Da had scared me with the rights stuff today, like what would happen if Bella and I broke up? I know she wouldn't keep me from seeing my Baby but still I would like to be entitled to Allanah. And if Bella and I had more kids together, not that we were planning on it but you know women get broody and shit.

Plus what if Bella and I broke up and it wasn't amicable? What if she didn't want me to see our daughter?

Fuck I was in way over my head.

I will admit though there was a part of me that liked the idea of being married to Bella. Sure she drove me up the fucking wall but I was mad about her in all the right ways. She was fucking stunning and clever. She made me laugh, she also made me want to be a better man for her and my daughter so that had to count for something.

I didn't realise how long I had been sitting out in the car until the front door opened and Bella stood out looking confused. I shoved the ring in my pocket and got out of the car.

"Everything okay?" she asked me as I walked towards the door.

"Yeah everything grand why?" I asked her.

"You've been sitting out here for fifteen minutes." She said walking in ahead of me. I shut the front door behind me before sitting down and taking off my work boots knowing she would kill me if I walked through the house in them.

"Just distracted."

"About what?"

"Nothing" I said.

"Alright" She said "How was work?"

"Grand" I said standing up and putting my boots into the automan that Bella bought for by the door so that they wouldn't be in the way all night. "How was your day?"

"Good, I went for a walk with the woman next door, Angela? She's got a little lad who's five months old." Bella explained.

"Oh that's good."

"Yeah Allanah's first fella could be living next door."

"Hateful" I said making her laugh. "Did you get up to anything else?" I asked her looking through the post.

"No but I rang up my old dance school up in town and they said that I could start teaching there whenever I felt ready. I just needed to give them two weeks' notice so they could give me a group. Apparently they're in need of good teachers and they know I'm good because they thought me themselves." She explained. "So I was thinking I could leave Allanah with Ma some days and then other days you could take her with you in the mornings and she could stay with your Ma?" Bella asked and I nodded. "Is everything okay Babe? You look a little tense."

"We need to talk"

Dun-dun DUN!

Believe me I get it, our laws are fucked up. But don't ye worry your little cotton socks our boy is going get this shit sorted one way or another.

Review please.

Love The Irish Cullen.