A/N: I don't own this, we all know who does. If I did, Rpattz would be going with me tonight to watch teenage girls paint. Oh boy, that would be interesting. And for some reason I don't think they'd get a lot of painting done with him around... :D

This is unbeta'd, so any and all mistakes belong to me. Lucky for me I have mnp968 to help me. She has eagle eyes, I'm telling you. :D

This is for my wifey, Mrs. Robward. Did you see all the Might Have Been chapters she's posting today? Holy crap, she puts me to shame. Though she did point out, her chapters are shorter than my a/n's, so... :D

Thanks to Luxure & EdwardsBloodType for prereading this. They're pretty. I like them lots and lots. :)

**disclaimer **

This story is a bit taboo. This chapter isn't. It's kinda sweet. :)

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… Chapter Forty Seven - Everything … Bella …

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Just when I think your smile can't possibly get any bigger, it does.

By about five times.

"Really? You're sure?" you ask, your hand instinctively moving to my stomach.

"Yeah. I took a test and I saw a doctor last week. I'm most definitely pregnant."

"Baby, are you okay with this?" you ask, concern clear on your face.

Nodding, I assure you. "I'm perfect with this. It's you and me and it's just...it's everything. We both want this, right? You want this?"

"Oh yeah, so much." Your smile fades and your eyes get tears, like mine already are.

You kiss me, your mouth warm and soft and so, so sure. About everything.

I love that about you.

It's four days later and we haven't told Claire yet. I'm superstitious, I want to wait.

You're excited. I never knew you were genetically incapable of keeping a secret.

But maybe it's just this secret. I seem to remember a pretty big one a long time ago... You never broke that one.

We plan a lunch at the park, special time with Claire and the hot dog cart she loves so much. You bought her a necklace. It says "Big Sister" on it.

She's gonna flip.

The day is warm and you hold my hand through the park. Claire's running ahead, waving to a few children she knows.

The hot dog man is where he always is, and after you settle me at a picnic table, you're off buying our lunch.

You're caring, nervous, concerned about me all the time. It's so cute. And sweet. The smile from four days ago has yet to fade.

I think it will once I start puking.

It's nearly time to go home and you go get Claire, saying instead that you want to sit in the grass for a bit, watch the clouds in the sky.

I laugh at the shapes you and Claire can see. I don't see one of them. Except the giant bunny that she spots. Though it looks more like a bumble bee to me.

"You know what, Claire?" you say.

Here we go.

"What Daddy?"

"Your mommy and me wanted to tell you something."

"Is it that thing we talked about yesterday?"

Yesterday? I look at you, see blush creeping up your cheeks. No, you didn't... You promised you wouldn't... If you told her...

"No, honey, not that. It's something else." Your eyes meet mine. Panic.

What did you two talk about?

"Your mommy and me, we wanted to ask you something. What do you think about babies?"

She's thoughtful, pondering. "I like them. Max at school has a baby brother. He cries a lot, and he poops. It's gross."

"Well, babies do that," I say, laughing at her disgust.

"I think I like dollies better because they don't cry or poop. And you don't feed them."

You laugh. If only you knew...

"That's true. Well, today is a special day because me and mommy got a present for you."

You hold out the box, letting her take it, open it.

Her eyes light up. She touches the golden heart, noticing the flowers and vines etched into it. Then she sees the letters.

"Big si-sis-sis-ter."

It's a hard word and she's still learning.

"Yeah, big sister. What do you think that means?" you ask, smiling up at me.

Claire watches you, watches me. Her eyes grow big, then focus on my stomach.

"Am I gonna be a big sister?" she asks.

We both nod, smiling. Joyful.

"Is that okay? You think that sounds like fun?"

She looks to you. Nods her head furiously. "Yeah! Can I have a sister, 'cause I've always wanted a sister."

Her words cut through me, opening up old wounds that I've tried and tried to bandage. It never works.

She has a sister. She has three of them. Half sisters, but sisters just the same. She doesn't even know them, remember them. She's seen pictures, but she doesn't know who they are. I could never bring myself to tell her, answer the questions I knew she would have.

You look at me. You're thinking the same thing I am.

Claire's excitement stalls our thoughts, turns us back to her. Our world.

"Yeah, Claire Bear, I'm gonna have a baby and I'm gonna need your help all the time. You think that's okay?" I ask, hoping she'll be excited and realize how important her role is.

I remember telling Leah before Becca was born. She was so much younger, but had the same look in her eyes. The same questions. Concerns.

"Yeah, I like it," she says, then turns to you. "Daddy, can we show Mommy that thing from yesterday now? You said today."

The two of you share a look. I'm confused. This was all we had planned for today.

You smile, nodding to her as she squeals and giggles, clapping.

I watch as you stand up, clearing your throat.

Your hand is in your pocket, fishing, reaching. It appears with a small golden band, a sparkly diamond on it.

Holding it up, I watch your eyes crinkle, begin to gloss over with tears.

What are you doing, baby?

"Bella, I've been waiting over eight years to do this. And I never thought I'd get the chance. Now that I have it, I won't pass it up."

You're kneeling in front of me, Claire at your side. The two smiles I love most in front of me.

"You're everything to me. You and Claire are my life, and I love you more than I ever thought I could. Baby, will you marry me?"

I smile, shocked, nodding slightly before grabbing you, hugging you to me.

"Yes, I will. Of course I will."

Claire claps, jumps up and down as you push the ring on my finger. A perfect fit, like it was always meant to be there.

"See, I told you Mommy, Daddy's a prince, huh?"

Claire smiles, and I can't help but agree. You are a prince. You're my prince. And I've waited forever for you.

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A/N: And don't worry, Bella doesn't think Edward is just asking because she's pregnant. She knows it's because he wants her. She's a smart girl. :)

I have 2 gifts for you, in the next two chapters. How about a little Carlisle time? And then...maybe...a name. You know the one. You've been waiting for it. :)

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