First, I am so amazingly happy with the Twilight movie that it helped inspire me with my OLM work! So here is a second chapter for you guys. Thanks to George for her help!

Second, I want to let you all read a review for Chapter 17 from Knox. She always cracks me up and when I read this one, I had to ask her permission to post it for you all to see. This is one of the reasons I love to write - to get such great reactions from you guys:

Okay, when I was at school, everybody gave me a motto and it goes like this: "Is Mary Hinson gonna have to smack a ho?" We'd use it anytime anybody stepped out of line and needed to be, erm, guided back into being a functional human. So you let Edward know that I will MORE than willingly smack his ho for him. But if he says for me to smack YOU then I'll pass cause you give me too many stories for me to be angry at you! :D Can't wait for next week!

And third, I wanted to let you know that I'm posting pictures of the car the guys rented in the last chapter, and the things Bella sees in this chapter on my website in the OLM photobook. Hope you all enjoy this chapter! It's got a little bit of foreshadowing in it. Next chapter is the last part of the BFD and it'll be Edward's POV.

DISCLAIMER: The characters do not belong to me…they are all the creation of the wonderful Stephenie Meyer.

A Girls Day

Rosalie's POV

What a strange day this was shaping up to be! Bella was excited to spend the day away from Edward and Alice was the one moping around. I'd have bet Emmett's Jeep that their attitudes would have been reversed. Esme figured Alice was in a mood because of her promise to keep the news about Jasper's potential promotion a secret until tonight. As for Bella, neither of us had a clue. So I decided it was time to ask.

"Bella, I love that you're so into today, and I don't want to dampen that in anyway, but why are you so chipper? Usually, an hour away from Edward has you pouting and wanting to go home," I said.

She shrugged and smiled, chewing on a piece of pretzel. "I'm having fun with you guys."

"Bella, can I please have half of that pretzel?" Alice asked, sitting down next to her. "The smell is making my mouth water."

"Sure," Bella chuckled, breaking off half for Alice. "Are you sure you don't mind the mustard on it?"

"Absolutely," Alice said, licking her lips.

Esme and I exchanged a glance before laughing at the two of them.

"I think my daughter is experiencing sympathy cravings," Esme chuckled.

"Emmett did it enough when I was pregnant with Lily," I said.

"My favorite was when he shared your labor pains," Bella said, giggling a little.

"We'll see how funny you find it when you're in labor and Edward is complaining about his stomach ache," I told her. "Then we'll see if you think it's funny or you want to pummel your husband."

"Rosalie, don't scare the dear girl," Esme chided, playfully swatting my arm.

Bella's eyes widened. "Is it going to be very painful?"

"Remember when Edward startled you and you fractured your ankle?" I asked her.

"Yeah," she squeaked.

"Imagine that times a hundred and concentrated in your stomach. All you want to do is push and you have a room full of nurses and your doctor telling you that you can't push, don't even think about pushing. And when you're tired from all the pain and you just want to sleep, that's when they'll tell you to push. Child birth is a beautifully torturous procedure."

"Why don't you make it sound completely awful, Rosalie?" Alice asked sarcastically. "I don't think Bella's heart did a big enough back-flip just now."

"I'm not scared," Bella lied. "Just curious."

"Bella, don't be afraid," I said softly, sitting next to her and hugging her. "Look, I'm not trying to scare you. Childbirth is painful and it is the single hardest thing you'll do in your life, but it's also beautiful and rewarding. Trust me, the moment they put your little boy in your arms, you'll know it was all worth it. It'll still have hurt like a son-of-a-bitch, but you'll have this perfect little piece of Edward and you and that's the only thing you'll be focused on."

"Bella Cullen?" one of the women called.

"She's here," I said, taking the pretzel from Bella and helping her to her feet.

"Hello, Bella," the woman greeted. "What can we do for you today?"

"I want to cut my hair up to my shoulders and layer it. Just an easily manageable style that won't take much work on my part," Bella explained.

"Long layers," Alice added. "She has great natural highlights."

"Yes, she does," the stylist agreed. "Let's get you seated and started." She led Bella over to a seat a few feet away from us.

I took that as my chance to figure out what was wrong with the pixie. I sat down next to her, noting the way she was nervously munching on her piece of pretzel. "Hey, Pixie?" I called, nudging her shoulder with mine. "What's with you today? You're awfully quiet."

"Tired. I was up most of the night. I've had friggin' insomnia for a week now. First, I couldn't take the suspense of Jasper's promotion. Then, I get the answer and he forbids me from sharing it with anyone." Her eyes narrowed as her lips turned down in a frown. "I think he's trying to torture me for something."

"Like what?" I asked, trying hard not to laugh. The idea of my brother being vindictive was too foreign to not be funny.

"I don't know," Alice sighed, her little shoulders slumping. "Maybe he didn't like my attempt at authentic Italian cuisine. I should have stuck with the Chicken Alfredo instead of trying the Vegetarian Lasagna. What was I thinking? Jasper has never expressed an interest in trying out a vegetarian diet."

"Alice, I think you're channeling Edward and over-thinking. Jasper has always been an equal-opportunity food eater. He likes vegetables and fruits just as much as he likes meat. Besides, if Jasper had an issue with you, he'd just tell you."

"So why torture me with secrecy?" she whined.

"Dear, before you get yourself too worked up, you might want to consider that Jasper just wants to be the one announcing something for once. He's always been the quietest one of all of us. Maybe he just wants the chance to be the center of excitement for a change."

"Rose?" Bella called.

I walked over to my sister-in-law, hoping she was okay. She was biting at her lip, a sure sign she was either nervous or worried—or both. "What's up, Bells?"

"I'm thirsty all of a sudden," Bella whispered, glancing over at Alice and Esme.

"Okay. I'll get you some water," I said, not understanding her nervous behavior.

"Rose, I shouldn't be thirsty," she whispered. "It's bad for me to be thirsty."

Ah! Now I understood. She was worried about her blood pressure. "Bells, it would be bad under certain circumstances. Just not this one," I assured her.

"But I—"

"Just ate a salty pretzel covered in mustard? Yes, you did," I said, smiling at her.

Bella smiled and visibly relaxed. "I did!"

"Yes, Silly Bella," I chuckled. "Now sit here and relax while I get you a water."

"We actually have some in the back," the stylist said. "Clara, can you please get a water bottle for Bella here?"

"Sure thing," the girl behind the counter chirped. She headed into the back of the salon and returned a minute later with a cold bottle of water. The stylist was amazingly patient, waiting for Bella to quench her thirst.

The poor girl had just started cutting on Bella's hair again when she was interrupted once more. "I have to use the restroom," Bella squeaked. "Right now."

"Sure," the stylist said, looking a little surprised. "It's in the back, first door on your left."

Bella was up and out of the chair in record time, scurrying off toward the back.

"Sorry," I said, shrugging at the stylist. "She's pregnant."

"That explains it," she chuckled. "I've got two of my own, so I understand."

"How old?"

"My boy is six and my little girl is a very precocious three."

"I have a little girl, too. She's seventeen months."

"Oh, that's a great age. They're just learning to really talk. Then again, they're walking so they're into everything."

"That about sums up my days," I chuckled.

"You have great hair," the stylist said. "Have you ever thought about straightening it out?"

"I actually prefer my curls," I replied. I didn't feel the need to explain that my mother had, had curly hair and that I refused to straighten mine, wanting to have that little piece of her every time I looked in the mirror. Only Emmett knew about that secret wish…Well, he was the only one I'd told. Jasper probably knew just from being my twin and being in tune with me.

Bella returned, sitting carefully in the seat. "Sorry," she said, smiling shyly at the stylist.

"It's no problem," the woman assured her. "Ready to continue?"

"Yes," Bella said, sounding excited now. "Let's get this done."

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Alice's POV

The part of the day I'd anxiously been waiting for had finally arrived. I was kicked back in a chair, with a warm towel over my face, while my fingers were being pampered with a manicure. This last week had been so stressful! I'd had insomnia for most of it, too excited about the pending promotion to sleep. And then I'd gotten the answer and been sworn to secrecy about it. Jasper really didn't have any idea how torturous this was. I had so many ideas about what had happened, but I couldn't share a single one with my best friend, or my sister-in-law, or my mother. All because Jasper had made me promise him.

Then again, Jasper rarely asked for anything from me and it wasn't really that horrible to wait. Still, it would be a huge relief to have it over and done with. It was just way too tempting to open my mouth and let a little hint or two slip to see if they would guess. If they guessed, I would just be confirming, and a confirmation was in no way akin to a declaration.

No, that wouldn't be fair to Jasper. I would just have to wait until tonight. My mom was probably right about him wanting to get to announce his own news for a change. He really had picked the oddest thing to decide to announce, though. Of all the things to pick, he wanted this one. I loved him with all my heart, but I'd probably never completely understand him. And I think that was one of the things I loved about him most—he always had that little piece of mystery to him.

"Feeling better now that you're getting pampered?" Rose asked from somewhere beside me. She and I were the only ones getting manicures. Bella had complained about the smell being too much so she had gone off with Esme to look through a few of the shops. I'd made her swear she'd wait for me before going into the baby boutique.

"Yes, I am. This was exactly what I needed to feel more like myself," I answered. "How are you enjoying your Emmett and Lily free day?"

"It's nice, but I do miss them."

"I'm surprised Bella is doing so well being away from Edward."

"She doesn't want to interrupt, and she promised to call him in about an hour so she's just waiting until then."

"Edward says she's really come around with letting go of things and letting him be in charge of them."

"Just like Emmett told him she would. That independent streak of hers is no match for pregnancy," Rose chuckled. "And neither was mine. I'm almost scared to see what happens with you when you're pregnant."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, glaring in the general direction of Rose's voice.

"Relax, Pixie. I didn't mean it in a bad way. You're just always so energized. I'm curious if you'll keep that or if pregnancy will calm you."

"It would be nice to know," I mumbled.

"My turn," Rose said, pulling the towel off my face. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Okay, so I was really being driven crazy by two secrets. Thankfully, one of them was something I'd decided to keep secret so it was no biggie if I broke my own code of silence. "Jasper and I have been trying for the last six months, but all the tests keep coming up negative."

"Have you talked to your doctor?"

"Numerous times. At first, she said it was because we weren't tracking my cycle closely enough. Then, she said we were too focused on wanting to be pregnant. Now, she's sending us to a specialist."

"Does she think one of you is infertile?" Rose asked, her forehead creased with worry.

"I don't think so. She's just out of answers for us. She says the fertility clinic will have more tests they can perform to find out what's wrong. It's going to take a chunk out of our savings, though. Jazz says not to worry about it. He says it'll all work out in the end."

"What about you? What about that crazy sixth sense you always seem to have for this stuff?"

"Doesn't work on myself unless it's amazingly clear. Sometimes, I get glimpses of a little black haired boy, but other times, it's a little blonde haired girl. Nothing like when I met Jasper and saw our wedding."

"I wish you would have told me about this before now, Alice. I would have been there for you. So would Bella and your mom."

"I don't want the whole family knowing about it. This is one time where I actually want privacy. And besides that, the last thing Bella needs is to be worried about me."

"Alright, then. It'll stay between you and me. So start talking."

I sighed, not even knowing where to start. "I'm a little jealous of Bella and you. It's sort of why I haven't been around so much in the last few weeks. I know it's silly, but I think of how easily the two of you got pregnant and I get angry. You were pregnant just a couple of months after starting to try with Emmett. And Bella's was a fluke! Why does it have to be so hard for me?"

"Anger and jealousy are both two very understandable emotions, Alice."

I snorted a little despite my mood. "That's exactly what Jasper told me."

Rose smiled at me. "He knows his stuff. Look, pregnancy is one of the most emotional things a woman experiences in her life. There's the nervousness over deciding if you're ready for a baby or not. There's the panic and excitement of waiting for that test to give you an answer. And that's just trying to get pregnant. Once you actually have that life growing inside of you, the emotional side flips out completely. Your hormones run rampant, you worry if you're ready, you worry if you'll be a good parent, and you'll worry if you can make it through all nine months without something going wrong. And the more you want that baby, the harder it is to relax and not worry. That's the big thing I learned from carrying Lily; I was just lucky that I didn't have any blood pressure issues like Bella is dealing with."

"I want to have babies with Jasper so much, Rosalie. I want to know what it's like to grow a life inside of me. And I want to know what it's like to bring a baby into this world. That shouldn't be asking too much."

"No, it shouldn't. But for a lot of people in this world, it is. Still, you're luckier than most. You have the means to afford a fertility doctor to help you. And if that still doesn't work, then Jasper and you would absolutely qualify for adoption."

"I know that. I will definitely adopt if I can't have my own. But selfishly, I don't want to have to even consider adoption. I want my child."

Rose took my hand and squeezed it reassuringly. "Alice, the best thing you can do is to have faith and be patient. I know it's easier said than done, but waiting is the only way some times. Look at how long it took Jasper and I to find the people we were meant for, and it was so worth the wait. Think of how easily Edward and Bella could have missed out on knowing each other. If he had decided not to come with us that night, he might never have met Bella. He probably would have moved away to go to medical school and someone else would have come along and swept her off her feet."

"Scary to think life could be so different from such a small choice," I said.

"The funny thing about life is that you never know whether a choice is going to be a big one or a little one until you're too far down the road to take it back."

Rose let go of my hand so that the ladies working on us could start on those hands. As I watched my nails become the perfect shade of pink, I thought about Rose's view of life, waiting, and choices. I'd always been the type of person to make a quick decision and run after it. But since creating a life was such a huge responsibility, maybe all I really needed was to slow down and plan out each step. Alice Cullen Hale planning something other than a party! What an idea! Still, if it ended with me holding my own little baby, wasn't it worth the effort on my part?

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Bella's POV

I pulled out my phone for probably the hundredth time, hoping it would finally be time to call Edward. I'd been missing him for the last hour and it had made it so hard to wait to call him. But he deserved this day and I wasn't going to interrupt his fun.

Luckily, it was close enough to the halfway mark that it wouldn't matter. I hit his speed dial, impatient to finally hear his voice. Esme chuckled at me as she sat down across from me. We'd wandered into a little coffee shop to warm up and let Esme get a cup of coffee.

"Hello, Love," Edward greeted, his velvet voice sounding smooth and happy. "I miss you."

"I miss you, too," I sighed, ecstatic to finally be talking to him. "Are you enjoying your day?"

"I am. Thank you for doing this for me, Bella."

"You're welcome," I said, smiling wide. "Are Emmett and Jasper behaving?"

"As much as they can," Edward chuckled. "What about Alice?"

"She's been great. She's getting a manicure with Rosalie right now."

"You didn't want one?"

"The smells," I said, my nose crinkling up at the thought.

"Sorry."

"Me, too. I'd hoped I was far enough into the second trimester to not be bothered. But it's okay. Rose and Alice are going to do my nails for me when we get back to the house."

"What else do you have planned for today?"

"Alice wants to walk around a few of the shops. There's a baby boutique a couple of doors down from the nail salon and Alice wants us to go in there."

"How did she get you to agree to that?"

"I want to look. I just don't want to buy yet. But enough about me. What are you doing?"

"We're on our way to our next destination. Jasper and Emmett won't tell me anything about it, except that I'll like it."

"Oh, that's nice of them to surprise you."

"I hope," he chuckled. "You know how their surprises tend to go when I'm involved."

"Yes, they do seem to enjoy teasing you more than they should sometimes. But they really do love you. If they didn't, they wouldn't bother."

"I know. I miss you, Bella."

I smiled, glad that I wasn't the only one feeling this way. "I miss you, too. You should go have some more fun now. I'll see you tonight at dinner."

"I have time. We aren't even to whatever place we're going yet. Talk to me some more," Edward pleaded.

"You miss me that much?" I asked, smiling a little.

"More than that."

"Did you enjoy your pancakes?"

"Very much. Thank you. And please thank my mother."

"I will."

"What did you have for breakfast?"

"We went to this really beautiful place, I can't remember the name now, something French I think. Anyway, I had fresh fruit and this dish that was spinach, cheese, and eggs. It was really good. I might have to learn how to make it."

"Maybe we can learn together. It's been awhile since we cooked together."

"I'd love that, Edward," I said excitedly. "The last time we cooked was for Thanksgiving when we made that corn soufflé thing together."

"Okay, then. That's what we'll do next Saturday morning."

"Aren't we house hunting again?"

"Not until the afternoon."

"Perfect."

Edward sighed heavily and I knew what was coming. "Love, I'm being told I have to get off the phone before they toss it out the car window."

"It's okay, Honey. Go have fun with the boys and I'll see you tonight."

"You know you're welcome to call again, right?"

"I know," I said, trying to sound chipper for him. "But it's only six more hours. Go have fun and I'll get back to spending time with the girls. I love you."

"I love you, too, Bella."

I hung up the phone before I could change my mind and tell him to come get me.

"Are you okay, Dear?" Esme asked, putting her hand on mine.

"Yeah," I said, trying to smile. "I just miss him. You'd think that would be impossible with how much time I spend with him."

"Bella, I've been married for almost thirty years and I still miss Carlisle every single moment I'm not with him."

"Really?"

"Yes, really," she assured me. "Carlisle and I are just better at ignoring it. We know that as much as we love each other, we have to have our own interests and give each other space. We can't have every second of our lives be about the other person."

"That's sort of what I was thinking when I planned this day for Edward. I know life is going to change for us when the baby comes and we're going to have less time for it just to be the two of us. So this can help him get used to that while letting him have some fun."

"I'm sure the two of you will quickly adapt and find your balance again. And you have a wonderful support system to help you through it."

"Yes, we do," I agreed, smiling happily. "I don't know what we would do without all of you."

"Wear frumpy clothes and read books all the time," Alice chirped, sitting down next to me.

"Let me see," I chuckled.

Alice held up her hands and showed off her pink nails.

"Very nice," I said. "It's definitely you."

"While Princess Pixie went with her usual pink perfection, I tried something new," Rose said, holding out her hands.

"It's a lovely color on you," Esme replied with an approving look.

"I never would have thought of that shade of purple for you, but it looks great," I said.

"Now she just needs a shirt to match," Alice added.

"I'm not buying myself anything," Rose replied. "I spent this month's clothing budget on Emmett's birthday gift."

"What did you get him?" I asked.

"A laptop with a built in web cam, and a separate web cam for my laptop," Rose said proudly. "I researched them for the past month before finding the one I wanted. This way, when he's on the road with the team during football season, he can see and talk to Lily over the computer."

"Rose, he's going to love that," I squealed. "He missed you guys so much last season."

"It'll be a huge thing for Lily, too. She hated not seeing her daddy before bedtime," Rose said.

"Does Emmett still read to her?" Alice asked.

Rose smiled, her eyes bright with happiness. "Every single night. He sits down in the rocking chair with her and they read together. Well, more like Lily flips the pages and Emmett makes up a story, but it's their thing."

"Em's a good daddy," I said, smiling at Rose.

"Yes, he is," she agreed. "Lily and I are very lucky girls to have him taking care of us. But enough about my big bear. Did you get to talk to Edward?"

"I did," I chuckled. "Em and Jazz were taking him somewhere top secret. He sounded like he was enjoying the suspense, though."

"Is he ready to come and steal you back?" Alice asked, laughing a little.

"Probably," I replied. "But since he has no idea where we are, he can't."

"Speaking of being places," Alice chirped. "Are you ready to go into the boutique? I'm dying to see the little clothes up close. They just look so cute in the window."

"Yeah, I'm ready," I chuckled. "Just remember that we're only looking and not buying."

"Sure, sure," Alice sighed. She was trying her best to stick to my no purchasing rule, but it went against every fiber in her little shopaholic body.

Esme finished off her coffee and we headed over to the store. A bell above the door jingled as we entered. Two ladies called out "hello" and "welcome" to us, and I immediately fell in love with the little store; it was so calm and quiet.

"Oh, they have a little of everything," Alice chirped. "Let's start with the furniture section and work our way toward the clothes. If we see anything you want to show Edward, I'll snap a pic with my camera phone for you."

"Sounds like a sensible plan, Alice," I said, hugging her.

"I'm known to have a few," Alice chuckled. She slipped out from under my arm and danced over to a crib with a white canopy. "This is so cute."

"A bit girly, though," Rose said, walking toward Alice.

I didn't even look their way because my eyes had already found an object that captivated their undivided attention. I'd promised myself I wouldn't fall in love with anything in the baby store. I didn't want to buy anything until the doctor proved I was right about the baby being a boy. But looking at the pale blue crib, it was so hard to remember why I'd made the promise in the first place.

Reluctantly, I pulled my eyes away from it and followed after Alice and Rose. I tried to pay attention to everything they were showing me, but my eyes kept roaming back over to that crib. It was just so beautiful and very boyish. It was also sort of old-fashioned looking to me. I could just picture a little bronze-haired baby sleeping peacefully in it.

I shook my head, focusing on the clothes in front of me one again. I flipped through a few hangers and found the cutest little outfit. "Esme, Alice, Rose…you guys have to come see this."

The three of them wandered over and started laughing as soon as they saw what I had in my hands.

"You are so getting that," Alice chuckled.

"If you won't buy it, I will," Rose promised. She took the blue overalls with the lion face from me, checking out the back of the outfit before turning it toward the front again. "This is too adorable, Bella. I'm already picturing my little nephew in it."

"Did I ever tell you what Edward's favorite toy was when he was a little boy?" Esme asked, smiling wide.

I thought about it for a second, but couldn't remember having talked about it. "Not that I recall."

"His little stuffed lion," Esme chuckled.

"Oh, my gosh!" Alice squealed. "I forgot all about that! Edward used to hide behind the furniture and jump out with his hands shaped into claws, screaming 'rawr' at whoever was passing. And the way his hair always stuck out, actually made him look a little wild." Alice's smile turned into a frown. "He cried when that lion disappeared."

"And you gave him your stuffed frog, wanting to cheer him up," Esme added. "He wouldn't take it from you, though. He knew how much you loved it."

Alice's face brightened back up again. "Didn't you take us to the store to let him pick out anything he wanted?"

"Yes," Esme confirmed. "I was proud of him for being such a big boy and being so sweet to you about that frog. He ended up picking out a toy piano, the first of many."

"I can't picture Alice with a stuffed frog for the life of me. I was sure you'd have been a Barbie girl," Rose said.

Alice put her hands behind her back and swayed on her feet a little, giving a shy smile. "Patrick. He was a prince that had been turned into a frog. I was positive that one day, I would kiss him at bedtime and he would turn back into his handsome self and marry me."

"Now that sounds more like the Alice we know," Rose chuckled.

"You're first love was a stuffed frog?" I laughed. "Alice, you're just too much sometimes."

"I'm a girly girl," Alice shrugged. "I dreamed of growing up, marrying the prince, and living in the giant castle."

"Are you disappointed?" I asked, curious as to what she would say.

"Not at all," she replied with a huge smile. "I definitely got my prince. And one day, he's going to design me a castle. Just on a slightly smaller, more suburban scale."

"Oh, I have to tell Jasper this one," Rose chuckled.

"Don't you dare, Rosalie Hale Swan!" Alice fussed.

"Bella, what are you staring at so intently?" Esme asked.

I cringed a little, knowing I was busted—I'd been looking at that crib once again.

"What do you see?" Alice asked excitedly, bouncing next to me. "Tell us! Tell us!"

I sighed and just started walking, knowing they would follow. I stopped in front of the crib, waiting for their reaction. The seconds ticked by, but no one said anything. Slowly, I turned to see why they were being so silent…And found all three of them talking to one of the salespeople and pointing to me and the crib.

I could tell there wouldn't be any point in even trying to talk them out of this, but I was also a little upset. I'd wanted to find the perfect crib with Edward. He wanted to be as involved in the pregnancy as he could and I loved that about him, but here I was excluding him.

"Why are you frowning?" Esme asked, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. "You know you love this crib. You've probably already pictured your child asleep in it."

"How did you know that?"

"It's how I knew I'd found the perfect one for Alice. I pictured her swaddled in pink and fast asleep in it."

"I feel a little bad, though. I found it without Edward."

"Oh, Bella, Edward won't care. He'll be too ecstatic that you saw what you wanted and got it."

"Technically, you guys are getting it."

"You aren't protesting," she chuckled.

"There's no point," I laughed. "You guys moved inhumanely fast across the store and over to that saleswoman."

"They're going to have it delivered," Alice said excitedly as she bounced next to us. "We'll have to go home early to be there when it arrives, but that's no biggie."

"Since we're getting the bed, and we have to get the lion jumper, I think there's one other thing you need to finish out this shopping experience," Rose said, holding something behind her back.

"What?" I asked, trying to see behind her.

Rose's smile widened and she pulled out a set of gray pajamas. The shirt and pants set had colorful cars all over it. "It screams Edward's son," she chuckled.

"Yes, it does," I agreed, laughing with her. "Let's go before you three convince me to get anything more."

"We got Bella to shop," Alice sang, skipping over to the counter with the baby clothes. "We'll take these as well."

"We'll have them gift wrapped and sent over to you. Our delivery guy should be there around five-thirty," the saleswoman said.

"Sounds perfect," Alice replied. "Thank you so much for your help."

"Thank you," she said. "Please come back to our store any time."

"I just might," Rose mentioned as we walked out of the store. "They had some really cute dresses near the back that would look amazing on Lily."

I glanced back at the store one last time, wondering how I could have caved on my own promise so thoroughly. And then I decided it must have been fate. I hadn't been looking for a crib, and I definitely hadn't expected to fall in love with one so quickly, so it must have been meant to be. It was a good thing Alice had made the choice to visit that store, or I might never have come across that crib. Hopefully, Edward would love it just as much as I did. I couldn't wait to show it to him and get his opinion—I just had about five more hours until I'd see him.

One last A/N: OMC!!! So I just got back from seeing Twilight for the 2nd time and in my inbox is a thank you note from Kristen & Rob via Summitt for making Twilight the # 1 movie in America. It also says that New Moon is a GO! How thrilling is that??? I am so ready for the scene at the end when Edward confesses his lies in her room. GAH! What an amazing time for us Twilighters! Yeah!