Love at First Sight

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Chapter 55


EPOV

We came back from hunting and I scanned the house to see who Bella was with. I settled on Carlisle when I realized he was thinking about Bella and plans for the birth but she wasn't with him now, he was just going over their conversation. I decided to find her first, then I'll speak to Carlisle while she sleeps.

She wasn't with any of my sisters so I went to our room then the nursery. There she was, in her little nest. She loves being surrounded by the baby's things so this has become her sanctuary. She looked up at me and gave me the sweetest smile. Her beautiful eyes lighting up as the smile spread across her face. Watching that smile is like watching the sunrise. I didn't have to ask what she was doing in here all alone again. Knowing that she talked to Carlisle about the birth was enough. I was worried about the birth so I could imagine how she felt.

I took her hand and led her to our bed. I plan to spend most of the night holding her. The feel of her in my arms is like a lifeline. It anchors me, grounds me. All the other cliché phrases for making me feel better or safe and I know she feels the same way.

I settled down for the night, with her hot body pressed next to mine, her scent permeating every cell in my body, listening to her heart beating at a steady pace. Another good thing about her pregnancy is that her body temperature is running higher than normal. Occasionally she gets really cold and we camp out in front of the fireplace or I wrap her in the electric blanket Esme bought but most of the times, she's hot so I could mold myself to her with only a light sheet between us. It's almost like the island when we could sleep skin to skin and not worry about her getting frostbite. There is nothing more precious than this; my wife safe in my arms, especially when I feel our baby move inside her.

I wish there was a way to see what was going on with the baby or at least tell how advanced the pregnancy really was. We are just estimating because there is not much information to go by. When this happened in the jungle over one hundred years ago, no one had a calendar to keep track of the passage of time. We just know the pregnancy was accelerated. Truthfully, I expected it to be much faster but I'm not complaining.

I'm actually enjoying watching the changes in her body. I love watching her belly get rounder as our baby grows inside her. Her breasts are a little bigger and very tender. Her nipples were always sensitive but now, the slightest touch has her moaning uncontrollably. I remembered telling her that I didn't want to share her breasts – not even with our baby. Now I'd give a millions dollars to see our baby nursing at her breasts. I have to try everything in my power to make this a reality; although this could only happen if the baby is a girl so I'm hoping for a girl or if the baby could understand us from the beginning, we could ask him not to bite. I don't know how I'm going to control myself at the sight of a baby's mouth at her breast because thinking about it is making me hard.

Except for those two weeks after her fainting spell when I was abstaining from sex, our love life is just as fantastic as it was before. We are both insatiable. It's even harder to control myself now because I feel drawn to her more and more. Every time I see her I want to throw her on any flat surface and have my way with her. The fact that she feels the same doesn't help. She looks at me with those lust filed eyes and I have to restrain myself; the magnetism between us seems to be growing in direct correlation with the growth of the baby. The real torture comes when she's dreaming. We're all alone, we're in bed, it would be a simple matter of positing myself and burying my cock deep inside her but I know she needs her sleep.

Watching my family around her as the baby develops is simply amazing. I've always been happy at the way they accepted our relationship and welcomed her into our family, now more than ever, they are all in awe at her courage and selflessness and like me, they are enjoying every minute of this pregnancy. Sometimes I think we're having more fun than she is. She has to sleep but we could be up thinking about the baby 24/7. Even the guys are just as excited as the women. When we took a break on our hunting trip, it was all they could talk about and I'm not surprised that they don't feel any envy because it's happening to me instead of them or resentment at the disruption having a baby has made in their lives and will continue to make after the baby is born. They're happy for us and are looking forward to the birth with as much anticipation as we are.

I'm happy she's enjoying the pregnancy. After what we heard, I was scared that it would be difficult for her. Even with all the precautions we had in place, I was not reassured that everything would go smoothly especially not after she fainted. That was the worst day of my life. I'd live through the pain of transformation over and over again rather that relive that day. I try not to think about it and since it never happened again, it's easier to put it in a corner of my mind but the fear of something going wrong is always present. I still watch her constantly, checking to see if she's eating at regular intervals but I try not to treat her like a toddler because she gets very angry if she thinks I'm "being overprotective".

When she gets angry, it reminds me of a little kitten pretending to be a tiger but I try not to laugh because I know it will piss her off more. If this is a precursor of what she'll be like as a newborn, we're going to have our hands full trying to control her. The fact that she'll be stronger that all of us is going to make it a daunting task. One thing I know, we'll never be bored again. Since she came into our lives, we've all been rejuvenated. Life is so much better for the whole family. We would all give our lives to keep her safe and do anything to see her face light up when she smiles or laugh. If she asked them to stand on their heads they would do it without batting an eye. Sometimes I think Emmett does ridiculous things on purpose just to entertain her.

I get a kick out of her mood swings; most of the time she's happy – bubbling over with the joy of being pregnant. I know Jasper is relieved. He could deal with the little bit of frustration and anger, even the occasional moments of fear because the happiness balances it all out. She's happy so we're all happy. Like everything else, her emotions are more intense. That, the fact that she has no aches and pains and the changes we've noticed in her have both Carlisle and I speculating about the effects the baby's venom is having on her. I know he wants to do some tests on her but knowing how much she hates needles and all the medical stuff, he's been trying to hold off on asking about more testing. He already tests for iron in her blood. With the amount of blood we're giving her, there's the risk of iron overload but so far, no sigh of too much iron. The baby is probably absorbing or neutralizing all the excesses. He wouldn't do it while she sleeps because he thinks of it as invasion of her privacy and totally unethical but it's just a matter of time before he breaks down and asks her for permission to draw some blood. Still the results may not be accurate with the amount of blood we're giving her.

I listened to her breathing pattern as she settled into a dream. It's safe to leave now. I hooked up her IV and went in search of Carlisle. As usual, he was in the hospital room. He was at his desk engrossed in something.

"Carlisle, do you have a moment?" When he saw me, his thoughts flashed back to his conversation with Bella.

"Yes, and I'll get right to what you want to know." He smiled at me. We have no secrets, sometimes I feel bad about this ability to invade everyone's thoughts but they know I try to stay out of their heads as much as I can.

"Bella and I had a talk about the delivery. Don't worry, nothing new happened while you were hunting, she just wanted to discuss the plans we had in place again and stressed the need to survive - either as I human or a vampire."

I let out a sigh of relief, "I'm glad to hear that she still wants that. I should trust her to always put our relationship first but it still worries me when I see how attached she is to the baby."

"Edward, you should never doubt that you are the most important person in her life. Time and time again she's demonstrated this." He scolded me; making me feel like I was a five year old caught sneaking a cookie before dinner.

"I know. Sometimes it's still hard to believe that I was lucky enough to find her and that she loves me unconditionally. It has nothing to do with her. It's just a remnant of that dark lonely person I was before she came into my life. The fear of something happening to her before her transformation is almost crippling at times. I'm the one who insisted she would enjoy college as a human, I'm the one who wants her to experience as much of life as possible before her change but there's that constant fear. I'm not complaining and if I had to do it over again, I'll make the same choices because by giving her the time to grow, we've been rewarded with this extraordinary gift. Look at how things turned out? We have a baby on the way. You couldn't find anyone as happy as I am with this outcome, there's just one little problem. Now, I worry about her making it through the pregnancy as a human. The risk is so high. In a way it would be a relief to change her and not have to worry about her getting injured or of bumping into some nomad vampire and having her life threatened again or even worst, having the Volturi find out about her while she's still human and vulnerable."

"Son, if you were beset by all these worries, why didn't you listen to her and change her before?" He was confused. I can't blame him. I confuse myself with these mixed emotions all the time.

"When I change her, I want her to remain the happy, carefree person she is now. I don't want her to have any regrets. It would kill me if she was unhappy after the three days of pain. Speaking of those three days, I don't know how I'm going to survive as I listen to her moan in pain. It would feel like my transformation all over again. I'll be suffering much more than she will be and for the rest of my existence, I'll have to remember the pain I put her through."

"You can't think of that. The pain is inevitable. We all had to go through it. You know she would be upset if she knew you were thinking like this. She loves you; she wants to be with you forever. This is the only way to get to the future you both want."

"I know that but it's still hard for me to think of her hurting; knowing that I will be the one to cause that pain doesn't make me feel any better."

"Any of us would do this for you but she wants you to do it. She thinks having your venom in her will make her belong to you even more. Maybe she believes that by changing her yourself it will be more proof that you want to keep her with you forever."

"That's the only reason why I'm willing to do it. I don't want her to have the tiniest doubt that I always want her with me."

"Everything will be fine. We'll give her some morphine. Maybe it will dull the pain – make it more bearable."

"I like that idea. Anything we could do to lessen the pain will be a relief for me."

"Now that we have that settled, I found something I think could work to see what's going on with the pregnancy." He turned the laptop towards me.

He was doing research on a transvaginal ultrasound wand. I looked at him.

"Do you think this will work?" I was intrigued.

"A traditional ultrasound will not work because of the shell covering her stomach but if we could get inside her, we may be able to see something and hear the heart beat."

"How could we get one of those things?" I asked. He laughed.

"Are you planning to open an OB/GYN clinic afterwards?"

As he said that, I had a great idea. "Could we buy one to use now and donate it to your clinic or some other clinic in the area afterwards? This is the kind of equipment Bella would be interested in purchasing through her foundation."

"I'll look into it, when it comes to keeping Bella safe and making her happy the sky is the limit. No matter the cost, if it would give us a better idea of what's going on inside her during the pregnancy that alone would be worth it. The added benefit of watching her face light up when we tell her she could donate it, well as the commercial says, 'that's priceless'".

We both smile as we thought of her infectious smile and laughter. That would be a great day. She loves all her philanthropic ventures and I'm glad we have the resources to assist her. We're investing her funds in what most people would call high risk stocks but the profits are great and we have Alice to tell us when to sell. The goal was to increase her funds as fast as possible giving her the resources she needs to help as many people as she can. If Mother Theresa had this kind of help, imagine how much more she could have done in her lifetime.

"Have you been able to get another supplier for blood?" Carlisle wanted to increase her transfusions each week, plus we have to keep blood on hand for after the delivery for both she and the baby.

"Yes, I found a blood bank in California. I don't want to put a drain on the blood banks I'm using now."

I left him to his research and took up my nightly vigil next to her. Singing and talking to the baby. When we found out that the baby was up most of the night, she said, "at least there's one real vampire in this family" and started giggling uncontrollably. It's amazing how she's accepted everything about this life that she's living.

Every time I think I reach the pinnacle of my happiness, something new happens to push me further along. First it was finding her, then having her love me, accepting me and my family, marrying me, now she is having my child. My heart is so filled with happiness, it's ready to burst. My life will be truly complete after the safe delivery of the baby.

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BPOV

All morning, I kept going over my revelation from last night. I wanted to tell Edward before I asked Alice about turning Charlie's room into another nursery so finally I asked him to go for a drive. We drove around in companionable silence. I sat as close to him as I could, holding his free hand in my lap. I knew he could drive safely with one hand on the wheel so I wasn't worried. I gazed out at the winter scene as I tried to find the best way to tell him the news.

After about an hour, we saw this place in the distance. It looked like something from a post card. It was a building with the snow covered mountain as a backdrop. As we got closer and closer, my excitement grew. Edward saw my reaction so when we got to the building, he pulled into the drive. It was an adorable picturesque country inn. I sat there drinking in the scene. It reminded me of the cabin we stayed in last year when we went skiing.

"Do you want to go in?" He asked, nudging me because I was lost in my thoughts.

"I could have tea or something like that."

We got out and walked inside. When we got to the dining room door, the first thing I saw was the huge fireplace that was blazing in middle of one of the walls. It was the lull between breakfast and lunch so the room was empty. The hostess greeted us and took us to a table right next to the fire. I ordered tea with whatever pastries they had left from breakfast. She came back with a full tea service and a plate brimming with biscuits, corn bread, a variety of mini muffins and a slice of cake. I was happy with the selection, it was much more than I expected. Good thing these babies are always hungry because I was looking forward to sampling everything.

Edward poured my tea adding cream and sugar just the way I like it. I started off with the cornbread, splattering it with butter and licking my fingers as the butter melted. I demolished everything in front of me, making appreciative sounds at the delicious taste. I was acting like someone who hasn't seen food in days. I was too busy stuffing my mouth for conversation but once the last morsel of cake was in my mouth, I knew I couldn't put it off much longer.

I took his hands, and stared at him. "Edward, I think I'm having twins. It's just a feeling and these dreams I'm having but I don't know for sure. Do you think I'm being crazy?"

He didn't seem surprised by this. Did he already suspect?

"Sweetheart, you're not crazy. It's your body and your dreams do come true. I knew it was a possibility after you mentioned taking a fertility drug. I just tried not to think about it because of the added risk but so far, we have been very luck. All of Carlisle's planning worked out for the best. Plus the size of your stomach is much bigger than what it should be. Everything is pointing at multiple births."

"I'm relieved, I thought you would think I was nuts."

"I don't think you are. This will not be a surprise to Carlisle either. The thought crossed his mind a few times. Maybe he thought we'd both be worried if he mentioned it. Now that we've talked about it and neither one of us is freaking out, I think he'd be happy to start discussing it openly."

"When we get back, I'll talk to Alice about turning Charlie's room into another nursery. I'd rather have things in place if we need it. If we don't, it would be easy to return everything."

"I don't know if she'll be able to contain herself much longer. She and the whole family will be very excited with the possibility of having two bundles of joy. I know they're waiting patiently to start shopping."

"Great," I said before I started yawning. "I don't know why I feel so tired." I yawned again.

"I'll be right back."

He walked out the dining room and I wondered what he was up to. I didn't need anything else to eat. What I needed was a bed. AAH, that's it, we are at an inn, they have beds. I chuckled, he's so thoughtful. He came back with a big smile on his face.

"Great news, they had vacancies so I got us a room. We could spend the rest of the day here or spend a few hours, it's up to you."

I got up and hugged him. "You're the best husband on earth."

He kissed the top of my head, ticked me into his side and we walked out of the dining room. I guess now that we decided to stay my meal will be added to our tab. When we got to the stairs, He picked me up and raced up the stairs. He stopped at a door, unlocked it and maneuvered us inside. The room was great. It was a huge room with a big brick fireplace. If I wasn't so tired, I'd sit in front of the fire and relax with him. He pulled back the comforter and I slipped out of my shoes and jeans and snuggled on the soft mattress. He did the same and snuggled down with me. As soon as I was comfortably nestled in his embrace, I was fast asleep.

When I finally opened my eyes, it was evening. "I slept all day?"

He chuckled, "I guess you were really tired. You went to sleep late last night and got up the same time as usual."

We laughed as my stomach started rumbling. "Time to feed the human." I smiled at our old saying and got out of bed.

"I'd like to spend the night but we don't have any clothes and I'd have to miss another transfusion. I've only had one today, would that be a problem?"

"Alice!" We both yelled as my phone started ringing. What was the little minx up to now?

"You could thank me later. I packed you an overnight bag; tell Edward to look in the trunk."

"I thought you couldn't see my future since I got pregnant?"

"I saw Edward wanting clothes for you later today so I went with that. I didn't know what he was planning or if it would be spontaneous so I decided to be secretive."

'You're unbelievable. Does my overnight bag include blood too?"

"Sorry no blood, but that shouldn't be a problem. Anyway, why am I seeing two nurseries?"

"I thought you couldn't see the baby?" Do I sound like a broken record?

"I'm not seeing you or the baby, someone made a decision to change Charlie's room into a nursery and I saw that, not the reason why we'd need two nurseries."

"Edward and I had a talk earlier. He must have been thinking about it while I slept. We'll discuss it when we get back; in the meantime, not a word to anyone else."

"I'm so excited."

"Goodbye Alice."

I hung up. Edward was already dressed and walking to the door. Good thing about super hearing is that I didn't ever have to repeat my phone conversations. He just shook his head and walked out the room. I stretched and decided to have a nice hot shower before dinner. As I stood under the hot spray, I thought of how perfect this day was turning out. We should do this more often. As I thought about that, I had a great idea for celebrating Valentine's Day.

Edward joined me in the shower and meticulously washed every inch of my body. I kept expecting him to ravish me but nothing - just his fingers running all over my body. When we got out, he dried me ever so gently. To my utter amazement, he told me we should get dressed because we had dinner reservations for an early dinner before the dining room gets too crowded. I don't know how he expected me to concentrate on food when I was highly aroused.

I was ready to forego dinner to remain in here and make love all night long but the thought of missing dinner reminded me of my fainting spell. All I need is to pass out for Edward to have a conniption, not that he'd let me go without food anyway. He'd probably bribe someone to open the kitchen at midnight or raid the kitchen himself to make sure I get my dinner.

"Edward, couldn't we get something and eat in our room?"

"No sweetheart, I want you to have a proper dinner."

"Why did you join me in the shower if you had no intention of finishing what you started?"

"I didn't mean to tease you but think of it as an appetizer."

He was so wicked. One day I plan to get revenge for this. My body was tingling with anticipation for what was to come later. If it was anything like the attention he paid to me in the shower, I'll gobble down my dinner so we could get back to the room as soon as possible.

Walking to the dining room, he placed his hand on the small of my back; lightly touching me. All the nerves in that area were alive. I felt the heat from that light touch start spreading up my back.

This time, we had a table in a little alcove in the corner of the dining room. It was in the dining area but it gave us some privacy. All the tables were set with crystal, china and silverware, with flowers in beautiful vases. The lighting was dim and intimate. The atmosphere of the room was completely different from earlier except for the lavish fireplace which was still blazing, making the room just as warm and inviting.

I was about to ordered the steak when Edward mentioned that the bar-b-que ribs were tender and juicy so I decided to have that. Edward ordered soup, hot wings and chocolate cake for dessert. I had planned to have a quick dinner but I guess that was not happening because along with my food, I'd have to eat his food and dessert.

During the meal, we talked about school and the upcoming Winter Carnival. To anyone watching us, we were a young couple enjoying a romantic dinner. For me, it was foreplay. As I ate I watched his eyes getting darker and darker which only made me more aroused than when we left our room.

It started with the soup. The soup was smooth and creamy with a hint of pepper. When I took the first bite, I actually closed my eyes and moaned. It was so good. I'm glad we were in this little alcove. When I opened my eyes and saw the way he was watching me, if I didn't know better, I would have thought that he wanted to take the soup from me and finish it himself but since I knew he doesn't eat, that look was just for me. He was hungry for me. A flash of heat went through me at that thought.

You have to use your fingers for ribs, at least I do. It doesn't taste the same if you don't get some sauce on your fingers. I started off nicely, cutting the meaty parts off the ribs, then I'd pick up each rib and nibble the remaining meat off the bone, licking my fingers. The ribs lived up to his praise. The sauce had that perfect balance between sweet and spicy. My taste buds were awaken from the soup, by the time I finished the ribs, my mouth was tingling just like the rest of my body.

He didn't take his eyes off me. He would be gazing at my mouth or following the food from my fork or fingers to my mouth. If we were alone, I know he would have offered to feed me. At one point I had some sauce on the side of my mouth; I flicked out my tongue and licked it off. His breath stopped and his eyes got darker, then he gave me his seductive smile. A hot flash swept over me again. I could feel my panty dampen from that look.

After the ribs, I ate his wings. The sauce on the wings was really hot. I realized that as the meal progressed, the intensity of the spices increased in proportion to our arousal. He was a master puppeteer; steering me towards these dishes so I could get a sensory experience from the smell and taste while my body went into sensory overload from watching his reaction to my enjoyment of the foods. I finally finished eating as he watched me with those hungry eyes. The anticipation was killing me.

Through the meal, he was absently playing with his wineglass. Sometimes swirling the sparkling water around the globe, at other times running his finger along the stem and playing with the condensation on the glass. I wanted to be that glass. I thought of his fingers running all over my body the way he was running it over the glass but he never touched me. No overt touching, no holding my hands between courses, no trying to feed me, no foot action. Nothing. He just sat there watching me and the look on his face in reaction to the way I ate my dinner and the fact that he was not doing any of the things I expected, had me coming undone. The whole time, I was anticipating his touch. I wanted him to touch me desperately. Anywhere, anyway, anyhow.

Dessert was the same but at least it was the shortest course. I wanted to skip dessert or take it to go but he was in no hurry to go back upstairs. The decadent chocolate cake sooth my tongue but my taste buds exploded as the richness of the chocolate filled my mouth with its orgasmic goodness. As he probably knew I would, I thought of other times when he fed me chocolate cake or ice cream or any dessert and he'd deliberately smear some on my lips so he could lick or suck it off. I had to keep his legs tightly closed by the time I finished eating.

While I ate my cake, Edward ordered a plate of fruit and cheese so I could have something to snack on later. I don't know how he could concentrate on anything else but what was happening at this moment but I was grateful that one of us could still think logically.

When we got back to our room, he got his iPad and soon the sounds to Boyz II Men - I'll Make Love To You was filling the room.

His kisses made me weak, soon the taste of the food was completely erased and only his delicious taste remained on my tongue. He slowly undressed me, laid me gently on the bed and just like the words to the song; he made tender love to me for hours. No part of my body was neglected as he touched, sucked, licked and nibbled his way up and down my body.

My libido was on a slow simmer all during the meal so each touch, each kiss brought me closer to a boiling point until I felt like steam was coming out my ears as all the emotions bubbled over. This happened over and over during the evening. I lost count at how many times I had an orgasm, each one better than the last and that song kept playing in the background again and again adding to the whole experience. No matter how many times we make love, it always feels new and exciting. Now with the pregnancy, he's coming up with different positions to keep from squishing my stomach and that is adding to the excitement. When he finally let himself cum, I was a quivering mass. He positioned himself on his side behind me. My back pressed tightly to his chest. My head was resting on one of his arms and the other was on my stomach. As soon as we got into position, I was asleep. The emotions of the evening were draining.

Early next morning, he woke me up and took me up the mountain so we could watch the sky change colors as the sun came up. I had a big country breakfast, then we walked around the area enjoying the winter wonderland beauty of the landscape before we went back to warm up in front of our fireplace. We set off for home after lunch. I didn't want to go much longer without a transfusion and we had to face the minx and her hundreds of questions eventually.

It was a nice romantic getaway. It was hard to believe that it was totally spontaneous.

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Edward went in through our balcony. Our room was off limits so I could have my transfusion before I met with Alice. I've gotten used to seeing the bag of blood now that I get three transfusions but Edward tries to distract me by reading to me, watching a movie or talking about something he knows will get my full attention. Necking like teenagers is usually the best distractions but we have to be careful I don't get carried away and move my arm too much.

As soon as Edward thought it was safe for me to get up, I went straight to Charlie's room and started looking around picturing it decorated the same way as the other room. Do we really need two rooms now or would it be better to just get another crib and wait until the babies start sleeping in their beds to set up this room. I was so lost in thought, I didn't hear Alice enter.

"So twins, huh."

"Yes, it looks so."

"Did Carlisle finally hear something?"

"This might sound crazy but it was a dream or rather dreams."

"Bella, we all know about your dreams – weird but prophetic most times, sometimes I think you're a witch." I threw a punch at her.

"Seriously, you have a power similar to mine, only I see things while I'm awake and you see them in your dreams so if you feel strongly about this, then we could do it. It's just a matter of placing the same order again. I could do the mural in less than a day and the guys could set up the cameras just like the other room."

"I'd like to keep them together at first, unless their sleeping patterns are different. I wouldn't want one to start screaming down the house while the other one is trying to sleep."

"Are you kidding? There will be no screaming babies in this house. The little things are going to be so spoilt they wouldn't get to develop their lungs. I hope you weren't planning on raising an Opera singer."

We both laughed at the silly turn this conversation took. It was nice to see that Alice didn't think I was nuts either.

"Now both sets of your baby clothes will be put to use. Once this room is set up, you could put the clothes in the closets."

We were both grinning like fools by the time the family found us, Edward leading the charge. He must have rounded up everyone to share this new development.

"What's going on?"

"Alice and Bella are talking about twins and are planning on decorating this room to look like the one next door."

"No way."

"Oh my God."

"Really."

Everyone was ecstatic. It was like Christmas morning all over again. Now that we decided to do a boy and a girl's room, Esme wanted to add pink and blue curtains and get pink and blue towels. The guys were talking about doing manly stuff with the "little slugger"; the women were all excited about a little girl to dress up and buy dolls for and to have tea parties with.

Edward didn't say much. Soon he and the others men left us to our dreams. I know he was worried about me more than ever now. Having one baby was hard on him. The chance of having two was pushing him a little too much but he was holding up better than I thought. Alice went to her room for some of the baby clothes which we passed around. We were exclaiming, over everything she pulled out. We sat in the room talking about the babies and making plans for hours. Finally Edward came to remind us that I needed to eat dinner. It's amazing that none of them thinks I'm delusional. I said I was dreaming about more than one baby and that was good enough for them.

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Based on this new development, we decided to postpone our trip to Las Vegas. Our tickets were for Saturday
Feb 25 which would be close to the expected delivery. As much as we wanted to go to the concert, we didn't think it was a good idea at this time to fly across the country. Carlisle and the whole family offered to come with us but I knew Edward was worried about me going that far away so I decided to go another time. We sent the tickets to Renee and Phil and made reservations for them to spend a few nights at Caesars Palace so they'll have a weekend getaway in Vegas. It would be a great mini vacation for them before Phil had to concentrate on the upcoming season.

"We could play the DVDs on that night and pretend we're at the concert." That would be a great idea.

"You know what would make watching the DVDs even better?" The look on his face had me suspicious but I had no idea where he was going with this question so I took the bait.

"What."

"Seeing you in your Raggedy Ann outfit."

I laughed. "Are you crazy, with this stomach?"

"I love that stomach. I think it's sexy."

"Be serious."

"I am serious. Anyway, as much as I was looking forward to seeing the concert being here with you and the baby is more important and fascinating that the concert." He always knows the right things to say. How could anyone not love him?

"We could go in the summer. Make a group trip with the whole family."

"Cool, it would be like our trip to NY." Our trip to NY was fantastic. I'm sure this trip will be just as good.

"Something to look forward to after the baby but we could only go if I'm still human." A newborn wouldn't be able to be around humans for a while.

"About a year; we'll have to move to Alaska until you get over your blood lust."

Another reason why I wasn't looking forward to being a newborn but it was just a year. I'm sure I could deal with moving to Alaska for that long. I just wish we could go back to our cottage. Maybe if my blood lust isn't too bad, Edward will let us move back to Forks, we'll have to see how it goes. The important thing was keeping me from harming humans so I'd do whatever I have to, go anywhere I have to until they think I'm no longer a danger to anyone.