Chris POV
I and Renesmee had bailed out from the family dinner about ten minutes before we were due to leave. The problem was that she was genuinely wasn't well enough to leave the house, she was shivering but was hot to touch. It hadn't been a very difficult decision for me to make when I phoned Carlisle to come and take a look at her.
I mean she was a half vampire for crying out loud; surely she shouldn't be that sick.
My arms were folded over my chest, occasionally moving so I could chew my nails while he looked her over where she was laying with her hands by her head in our bed. Her hair was around her face in an almost fan, making her look like fallen angel.
Carlisle pressed his fingers to her temple and smiled when she shivered.
I frowned, surely that was a bad thing right? But I twisted Carlisle, and he didn't seem worried by what he was seeing, after all, I was more than confident that I was over reacting, if evidently had been spending to much time around Edward.
Carlisle lowered the covers down to expose the tops of her hips which were covered in my sweat pants, which she had taken to sleeping in whenever she felt poorly. He pressed his fingers down on her lower stomach and I froze, she couldn't be pregnant could she?
"Is she..." I started to ask when Carlisle started speaking.
"She's not pregnant Chris, she's just bloated, she's just caught a small strain of flu, nothing serious, not like the Spanish influenza." He told me and chuckled at the end as if he were thinking over some private joke.
I frowned, "So..."
"So with rest and recuperation she'll be fine. It's just like a cold; she'll sleep it off in a couple of days."
I nodded, "Does she need to take anything?"
He shook his head, "She may just sick it back up, but I'd like to congratulate you, you've taken better care of her than she might have even got in hospital."
"What?" I asked, slightly confused.
"I've only seen one person spend a lot of their time caring for one woman the way you do." He breathed and packed the stuff up in his bag.
"Who?" I asked.
"Edward." He said and I gasped quietly, although I knew deep down that I wasn't really surprised. Edward would do anything for his wife or any of his children.
"I'll be back later." Carlisle said and touched my shoulder before walking back downstairs.
"Thank you." I called after him quietly as I sat down on the bed facing her, but I knew he still heard.
I bent forwards to kiss Renesmee's clammy forehead gently.
"Chris?" She mumbled and I smiled, resting my forehead against hers.
"I'm here baby." I whispered.
She swallowed and cracked her eyes open to look at me tiredly.
"What time is it?" She croaked.
"Um..."I glanced at the clock and then back down at her, "Its half past ten, they should be back soon, go back to sleep, your granddad said you had to try and sleep it off."
She smiled with her eyes shut, "Bet dad thought I was pregnant when I kept being sick."
I stroked her cheek," If I'm honest the thought had crossed my mind as well."
She swallowed and opened her eyes to look at me sadly, "You know it's next to impossible right, because I'm no longer aging." She mumbled.
I smiled, "I know, and it's okay baby." I breathed sadly when she looked like she was going to cry.
She rubbed her face on my shoulder where I was holding her in a tight hug.
"But you'd be a great dad." She sobbed.
I rubbed her back, "You'd also be a great mum, but you know what?" I asked.
She shook her head, "What?" She mumbled.
"It doesn't make me love you any less." I breathed into her hair, "And I will never be more proud of you then when I see you walking down that aisle towards me, looking more like an angel than anyone ever ahs right to."
She sniffed, "I love you."
I smiled and lay her back down gently as she drifted off to sleep.
"I love you to." I whispered and kissed her temple as the front door slammed and I heard Edward and Bella talking in hushed tones in the lounge.
I stood and shut the bedroom door gently behind me as I walked downstairs to see everyone sat around, watching Edward where he was pacing behind the fish tank.
"What happened?" I asked.
Bella rolled her eyes at me, "Ben and Ellie ended up sitting on the table next to ours."
I looked at Edward as he tensed and Anthony shuddered where he was sat with his arm over aimee's shoulders.
"They were grooming one another like spider monkeys." He muttered and I tried not to laugh.
Edward flexed his fingers and I turned back to Bella for further answers.
"What else happened?" I asked, knowing there was more to the story than Edward wanting to be further away from his daughter and her boyfriend.
"He isn't her boyfriend." He growled and continued to pace.
Bella sighed and put her bag on the floor and shrugged out of her coat.
"Well I'm sorry for not wanting to make a scene in front of our daughter." She muttered.
Edward scoffed, "Like she'd have noticed, ten way he was shovelling pasta in her mouth you'd have thought she had lost her arms instead of her mine, oh what is she doing with him?" he demanded and sunk to sit in his arm chair with his hands over his eyes.
"But I thought Ellie was going to dinner with you..." I started but Anthony shook his head that this subject area was a no go, and that he would fill me in on it later.
Edward growled and Bella rolled her eyes, "Come on lover boy time for bed, we have to go to the hospital tomorrow remember." She said and pulled on his arm for him to stand up. He groaned but obliged, doing it with overdone moments, but he obliged regardless.
"Why are you going to the hospital?" Aimee asked as we all stood to make our way back upstairs.
"It's a routine check up that every senior has to have, you'll have ours at the start of college probably, because of when you were born." mum said gently.
We all hugged and went to say goodnight when Edward threw Bella over his shoulder and they ran upstairs to their room laughing.
Anthony sighed, "Obviously he's in a better mood now, night Chris." He said and he and Aimee disappeared into their room.
I was about to open my bedroom door when Renesmee rushed out and charged into the bathroom, being sick violently in the toilet.
I rubbed my eyes tiredly, evidently I was in for as long a night as she was.
