CHAPTER 2

BELLA

As I walked into the house I could smell homemade pancakes being cooked in the kitchen. Along with the laughter coming from that direction I could tell the girls were in a good mood which was always a good thing. Let me tell you a little bit about my girls…

Adeline Grace is my oldest. Born on May 20, 2015, weighing in at 3lb 6oz she was and still is my biggest baby. Definitely the leader of the three girls she can more than likely be found bossing the other two around. So headstrong! That one will be the death of me when they are teenagers!

Charlotte Louise is my middle baby. She was born exactly one minute after her oldest sister and is my little helper! You can more than likely find Charlotte in the laundry room waiting for the dryer to stop turning so she can help or "try" to help me fold clothes. She wants nothing to do with toys… would rather sweep the floor or even pick up after her sisters. Carrey says she is just like I was at that age. I always wanted to help her and my parents even at the young age of eighteen months like my little Lottie. In the NICU they called her the runt because she weighed the least of the three, 2lb 14oz.

Evangeline Elizabeth is my shadow. You can always find her attached to my hip or my leg or my clothes… you get the picture. Wherever I am she is when we are together. She takes the longest to warm up to knew people but when she does it's an instant bond. The most loyal of the three she trusts with her whole heart which scares me in regards to her future but Carrey seems to think she will be just fine. She loves so fiercely and is very protective of her older siblings even though she is the youngest. She weighed in at 3lb even at birth and was the quietest baby in the NICU.

"Girls…" I call out as I round the corner into the kitchen. I am greeted with three sticky smiles and a chorus of "Mama." It's the sweetest sound in the world.

"Mommas home… Mommas home," Carrey calls, while dancing around the table, effectively making the girls giggle and making me laugh. She really is my saving grace in the middle of all this organized chaos. She is the closest living thing I have to my mother, they were such great friends.

"Good morning Carrey," I say while kissing her cheek.

"Good morning Bella. How was work?"

"It was good, I mean its work and the night shift so it was as good as it could be," I speak in between kissing the girls heads. "I think I am going to keep the girls home from nursery school today. Start our weekend a little early. You should go home Carrey I know your husband must be missing you."

"Are you sure Bella? It's really no problem to stay… I'm sure you are tired," She questions with soft eyes. She always worried I put too much on my plate.

"I will be fine. We are just going to lounge around, watch some movies and hopefully take a good morning nap." I exclaim, staring down the triplets.

"No nap!" Addie screams, banging her tiny fork on the table. I can't help but chuckle. I did mention she was strong willed.

'Now Adeline I know you are tired," Carrey chided. "You were up at 5am making all kinds of noise."

"Oh no! Not my Addie," I said while rolling my eyes.

Carrey left after the girls finished breakfast and we gave them a much needed bath. Three Tinker Bell movies later and all three of them are knocked out on the floor of our toy room. I closed my eyes for maybe an hour before waking up to get some things done around the house. My mother used to always tell me "You can sleep when you are dead" I lived through that saying all through college, nursing school, and the many sleepless nights I was awake with the girls. The laundry won't get done while napping and dinner won't get cooked on its own. Although Carrey helps me a great deal I refuse to treat her as a maid… to tell you the honest truth I probably do more housework than she does but I don't mind. It keeps me busy and gives her time to play with the girls. Carrie and her Husband tired for years but were unable to have children of her own. Sometimes, very seldom, when I go on dates that my coworkers set me up on both she and her husband will come to the house to watch the girls. They absolutely adore them.

My thoughts are broken by the doorbell ringing. Damn I hope it doesn't wake the girls. As I dart past the toy room I see that they are all still sleeping on their little couches, thank god. Slowly I run towards the front door praying that whoever is here doesn't ring it again!

EDWARD

I couldn't do it. I chickened out so we went into town to grab some breakfast before trying again.

Here I sit again in front of her house. Nervous as all hell.

"Dude we are all here with you," my friend, Jasper says.

"For you as well," Alice says softly. Although all of my friends have been with me through this journey Alice is my biggest cheerleader. She fought just as much as I did for this exact moment.

Smiling at her I turn the car off and get out. They all scurry behind me Emmett muttering, "Finally." As we make our way up the drive to the huge glass door.

Emotions flood over me. Scared… Nervous... Excited. The mother of my child is in this house. My Child is in this house. I'm so close but still so far away from meeting the one person I've dreamt of meeting since this whole big mess happen.

All I have to do is ring the doorbell.

BELLA

"Hi can I help you," I ask while opening the door. I am met by a man, green eyes…bronze hair, flanked by what looks like some very close friends seeing as though they are standing very close behind him. Suddenly my stomach get queasy. Green eyes… Bronze hair. No this can't be happening.

"Hi I'm looking for Isabella Swan?" The green eyes ask, timidly. Almost like he is afraid of the answer.

Stepping outside I close the door behind me.

"That's me. May I ask who is inquiring?" I say, trying to be firm and stand tall but he is easily a foot taller than me which is very intimidating.

"My name is Edward Cullen. I know I've probably gone about this the wrong way, maybe I should have called first," he mumbles the last bit while casting his eyes down toward me. Raising my eyebrows I urge him to continue. I won't believe it until he says the words. "You may know me as Sample #44142016 I am.."

I cut him off there. My voice breaking as I try to speak, "You… you have no right here! I I have to go." As I quickly try to make my way back inside the house before I surely have a panic attack right here on the front porch someone speaks up and it isn't him.

"Wait just wait," The voice calls. Against my better judgment I turn around to see one of the girls behind him have stepped forward. His wife maybe? "Please hear him out please. He is not here for what you think! Hear him out before you turn away! He deserves to know..." she tried to continue but Edward interrupts her.

'Alice please…" he begs with silent eyes, eyes that I notice are weepy and close to crying himself. He turns to walk away without saying another word. When something and I have no idea what makes me stop him.

"Wait!"

He turns to look at me, silent tears streaming down his face, and I am suddenly overcome with guilt. Again don't ask me why.

"Maybe you did go about this the wrong way. You probably should have called first because I can assure you showing up on my front porch is shocking to say the least. Never the less your friend here is right in some ways. As I have stated you have no rights here not to anything I know that because I know what my rights are what their rights are…"

"Their?" he asked, eyes growing wide.

"It seems there is a lot you don't know. Would you like to come inside and talk?" I asked.

"I would very much like that," he eagerly stepped forward but I stopped him, finally realizing that this many is a stranger and although he seems truthful in his reasons for being here I still know nothing about him.

"Please let me call my lawyer first?" I asked, hoping he would understand. He nodded and said that they would wait here.

After speaking with my lawyer I found out that this man had been fighting for rights of his own for the better part or worst in his case of the past two years. He was just given my information recently and my lawyer had hoped she could get in contact with me before he made his move. Apparently she assumed he would want to wait but to both our surprise he had no intention of waiting. She assured me that he was who he says he was and that he was a very nice gentleman, having met him herself I felt more comfortable inviting him into my home. Of course I was going to ask to see some ID before he came in.

EDWARD

I stood outside of her house waiting for her to come back, hoping she would. My emotions got the best of me after seeing her and her reaction. I couldn't blame her she was the child's mother but I was their biological father. I wanted to know him or her... I wanted the chance.

"I'm sorry Edward," Alice mumbles. "I saw she was going to run and I had to try, I had to make her see."

I smiled lightly at her, letting her know that I appreciated her effort. "I know. Thank you Alice."

It was about twenty minutes before we heard her foots steps coming back toward the front door. I immediately jumped to my feet to greet her before she opened the door.

"Please come in," she said, quietly and opened the door wider. As we walked through the foyer of the home I realized this house was even grander on the inside. It was very warm and open and clean for her having a child.

"The girls are napping right now, so if we could keep it down that would be great."

Girls? She had more children than just mine? She barely looked over the age of 21.

"Girls?" I asked.

"Maybe you all should sit down."

We all sat on the very large couch and she sat across from us on a lounge chair.

"There is a lot that you still don't know so maybe I should start at the beginning?" She asked. I nodded urging her to go on. After taking a deep breathe she began.

"Well as you know two years ago I was mistakenly impregnated with you sperm donation. I was 21. A senior in nursing school so as you can imagine it took some adjusting. I never once considered abortion not even adoption. From the moment I saw them on the ultrasound screen I fell in love." She smiled as she said the last part. But I was still confused.

"Them?" I questioned her again.

"I… I mean you… well we… we have identical triplets. Three girls. Adeline, Charlotte, and Evangeline. They are a year and a half old." She stated, looking me straight in the eyes. She then reached behind her and pulled out a picture frame, reaching out she handed it to me upside down. I grasped the cold frame and took a deep breathe. Triplets. I had triplets and I was about to see a picture of them for the first time. With shaky hands I turned over the picture frame.

END OF CHAPTER 2

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