"Do you have a fucking blow torch down there or something? Holy shit that hurts!"
I tried not to scream as Bella crushed my hand when another contraction ripped through her.
She was spread out for all to see, propped up on the dining room table.
Ally and Rose were doing something down below in her nether regions, which were currently being tortured by my 'demon spawn,' while Carlisle boiled water and got the 'shine ready so everyone could celebrate once the baby was born.
Jazz and Em were really fucking smart and decided to stand guard outside in case a congregation of alligators decided to storm the house.
"Get this kid outta me!" Bella screamed, her nails sinking into my hand.
"You heard her! Get the baby out," I whimpered, trying not to cry like a pussy over the pain.
"You want ta keep da placenta? I've gots a excellent recipe for placenta stew," Esme asked, poking her head out from the kitchen.
"Esme, you shut your mouth!" Bella screamed, her body contorting as she pushed.
"Jebus, I was just tryin' ta help," Esme muttered as she disappeared back into the other room.
"One more push, Bella," Ally said encouragingly as she wrestled with something beneath the sheet covering Bella's thighs.
"Okay…okay," Bella panted, her face red with exertion as she looked over at me. "I'm sorry I said I hated you. I don't really hate you, this just really fucking hurts."
"I know, baby. You're doing such a good job. Now you heard Ally, one more push and we can meet our kid," I cooed, grateful that she had released my hand so she could grip the table.
The room went eerily silent as Bella held her breath and pushed.
Then…
Our child let out the most fantastic cry.
"It's a boy!" Ally announced as she cut the cord and got the kid all cleaned up.
I bent over and pressed my lips to Bella's forehead, thanking God and Buddha and every fucking superhero I could think of for bringing my kid safely into the world.
'Cause you know Spiderman helped with that shit.
"I love you so much," I whispered against her sweaty skin, enjoying the last few moments of just the two of us.
"I love you, too," she replied, but I could tell she was distracted as she watched Rose and Ally get the kid ready for us.
Guess we should come up with a name for him.
Can't call him 'kid' for the rest of his life.
"Are you ready to meet your son?" Ally asked, gently placing the wrapped bundle in Bella's arms.
Looking down into his little face, I felt my chest get tight.
The little shit looked just like me.
"I want to name him Masen. Masen Cullen," Bella sighed, brushing her fingers over his cheek.
I barked out a sob and pulled them both into my arms.
My past and present were now wrapped up in one perfect little package.
And everything was right with the world.
Aw!
One more chapter...
Tomorrow...
