EPOV

I don't know how we managed to get through two weeks without telling the boys about the new baby. Well, actually I did. We kept ourselves insanely busy. Bella's book signing at Barnes and Noble went off without a hitch, the boys and I surprised her for dinner. She got emotional and started crying, the boys didn't understand why us bringing her an Italian Sub with extra olives made her upset, and I didn't know how to tell them. Bella smoothed it over by muttering something about being tired and letting it go.

Between her book signings, radio shows, and the hours she spent locked away in her office, working her pretty little ass off trying to get her next book done, she kept herself busy. While she would never admit this to me, Bella was freaking out over the book she'd agreed to write for Caius Romans. She may not be willing to forgive him for his error in judgement, but knowing the heartache he went through with the loss of his only child, she'd put aside any hard feelings and pour her soul into every word. It's just the kind of woman Bella was, and just one of the reasons I loved her.

Me, on the other hand, kept myself busy with my next show at Uley's Gallery. Sam and I had been working nearly nonstop trying to make sure everything was perfect. Since he started showing my work, my career had skyrocketed and I found myself with more work than I'd ever had before, but I loved it. Seeing the world through my camera lens was amazing. The only thing better was watching my family. Bella and our boys found their way into every showing I did, making them the centerpiece of my work. I wouldn't have it any other way.

"Baby, are you ready?" wondered Bella, strolling into the kitchen.

Smiling, I looked over the top of my screen. "Yep." Closing my laptop, I stood up, crossing the room, and slipping my arms around her waist. Bella shivered against me. "Cold?"

"No," she breathed, laying her hands on my chest. "A little nervous, though."

"You don't need to be, love, everything's going to be okay," I tried to assure her. She'd been stressing over the health of the baby, which was why we ultimately decided to wait to tell the boys. If something did go wrong, we didn't want them to hurt, too. "Come on, let's get going."

Nodding, she leaned up and pressed her lips against mine. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

The drive to Dr. Garrison's office took us just over ten minutes. Bella tapped her nails on her knee the entire time, while looking out the window. After two long years of waiting for this moment, everything felt surreal, but we were ready. This baby, whether he be a boy, or her a girl, would complete our family. Reaching over, I took her hand on mine, quelling her nerves, and trying to do the same for mine.

Parking my car under a tree in the parking lot, I climbed out and rushed around to her side, helping her. She threw her head back and laughed. "I'm not incapable of climbing out of the car on my own yet, Edward."

"Just practicing." I smirked, slipping my arms around her waist. "You know what they say, practice makes perfect."

"Hmm, explains a lot over the last four years," she purred. My cock twitched. She had no idea how much she affected me when she used that voice. Bella giggled, winking at me. Or maybe she did.

I fought against the hard on in my jeans while we rode the elevator up to the third floor and took a seat in the waiting room. Mary, the receptionist, waved to us, stating they would call us back in a few minutes. Placing my arm on the back of Bella's chair, I tried to stop the nervous shaking that welled up inside of me, but the last time I sat in an office like this was right before Anthony was born. While I loved my son more than anything, losing his mother still caused my heart ache. Reaching over and covering my hand, Bella gave me a gentle squeeze. She understood.

"Bella Cullen," called the nurse. Standing up, she inhaled deeply before pulling on my hand, indicating she wanted me to follow. I'd follow her to the ends of the earth. "How's everything going?"

"Good, Cora." Bella smiled, stepping through the door toward the back. "It'll be better if you confirm that I am indeed pregnant."

She laughed, placing her hand on Bella's shoulder. "Let's start at the beginning and then I'll take some blood for the pregnancy test."

Grumbling under her breath about needles, Bella allowed Cora to weigh her, check her blood pressure, and other vitals before taking several vitals of blood from her arm. She gripped my arms, taking slow, deep breaths, and keeping her eyes locked on mine. I tried not to laugh, lord knows I tried, but this was the first time in the five years that I've been with her that I've seen her remotely afraid of anything. It was cute.

"Change into one of the gowns, with the opening in the front, and have a seat on the examination table. Dr. Garrison will be in to see you in a few, and I should have your results soon," rambled on Cora.

While Bella stepped behind the dark curtain hanging in the corner so she could change. I sat down on the one and only chair in the room, trying very hard not to stare at all the pictures of tits and pussy hanging on the wall. I didn't succeed. Bella pulled the curtain back, holding the front of her gown together with one hand and climbing onto the table. Standing up, I walked over, brushing her hands away and pulling the gown open. My Bella completely naked.

"Edward," she hissed, with a slight giggle and tried to push my hands away. However, I slipped my arms inside, wrapping them around her body. "Oh, Edward," she moaned.

"You're so fucking sexy," I growled, nipping at the sensitive skin behind her ear. She shivered for the second time today, I smirked.

"Edward, stop," she pleaded, halfheartedly. Sliding one hand down to the top of her ass, she moaned again. "Oh, God, don't stop."

The doorknob creaked as it turned, I jumped three feet back. Bella squeaked, pulling together the sides of her gown. Dr. Tia Garrison walked into the room, smiling between the two of us. I nodded in reply, trying my hardest to hide my erection, while Bella blushed a bright red. That didn't help the throbbing in my pants at all. Placing Bella's chart on the counter, Tia held out her hand to Bella. "I hear congratulations are in order."

"You're supposed to tell me." Bella giggled nervously.

"Okay, well, you're test came back positive, which means you can stop fretting over having gotten a false positive," replied Tia. Bella smiled, allowing her body to relax. "How have you been feeling?"

"Tired, emotional, but no morning sickness yet," explained Bella.

"Good, good," murmured Tia, flipping through her chart. "Are you going to introduce me to the man behind me, or should I assume you've finally gotten tired of that Edward you keep going on about?"

My mouth fell open, but Bella laughed. "Dr. Garrison, this is Edward."

Turning to face me, Tia held her hand out to me. "Nice to finally meet you. I was starting to think she made you up."

"Oh," came my dumb response.

Turning back to Bella, her smile grew. "So, let's get through the boring crap now. First day of your last menstrual cycle?"

"July eleventh," answered Bella.

Tia nodded, writing something on her chart and placing it back down on the counter. "Let's start with a physical exam and go from there."

Bella laid back on the table, allowing her gown to fall open. I averted my eyes, trying not to perv on my own wife, and not to adjust my junk in front of her doctor. She giggled, reaching out for me to take her hand. My ears turned red as I crossed the room, taking her up on her offer. Tia's smile grew, but she didn't say anything when she stepped up on the other side of the table, bringing her hands down and groping my wife's boobs. Bringing her hand up to my lips, I stifled the moan, but the sight of another woman touching her caused my cock to harden even more. I was a man after all, and seeing a little girl on girl turned me the fuck on.

Once she had properly felt my wife up, Tia moved to the end of the bed, placing Bella's feet together, and pushing her knees apart. Clearing my throat, I looked away, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. Tia pulled out as long, metal instrument out. "What the fuck is that?" I spat, before clamping my lips shut.

Bella and Tia burst out laughing, while I wanted to wilt away. "It's called a speculum. It will help me open her up so I can exam her cervix, and collect some cells since it's been almost a year since she's had a pap smear done," explained Tia. I sat there, staring at her like an idiot. She was going to put that thing inside my Bella.

"Edward, breath," instructed Bella. I shifted my eyes down to hers. "Didn't you ever go through this with Sarah?"

"No," I muttered. "She said it would be too embarrassing."

"Do you want to wait outside?" offered Bella. I shook my head, determined to be here for her. "Okay, just don't watch."

Leaning my chin on the side of her bed, I kept my eyes locked on hers. A rosy taint filled her cheeks, and she gasped. A couple of grunts and groans later, Tia announced she was done and said everything looked good so far. Pulling her stool over to the other side of Bella's, bringing an ultrasound machine over with her. "What do you say we take a look?"

"Okay," we both murmured, having been waiting for this moment for two years, at least.

The machine hummed to life. Tia flipped the lights off before settling back down next to Bella, squirting some gel on her stomach. She squeaked again, and I laughed softly. She was so beautiful. Tia smiled as she pulled the wand off the top of the machine and placed it on Bella's stomach, moving it around. I held my breath, waiting for a glimpse of our little creation.

After taking a handful of measurements, Tia turned the screen toward us. "This is your baby."

"Oh, wow," whispered Bella, smiling through the tears running down her face.

Focusing on the tiny little blob wiggling around on the small screen, I brought my free hand up to my mouth, taking a deep breath. Our baby looked more like a little sea monkey than an actual baby, but he or she was absolutely beautiful. Flashing wildly in the middle of our little blob, was their heart. My lips trembled from behind my hand as the words tumbled out of my mouth, "The baby's okay, right?"

"Yes, the baby looks perfect," Tia assured me and Bella. "Based on the measurements, and the date of your last cycle, you're due around the sixteenth of April, give or take a week or two."

"So that makes me seven weeks?" wondered Bella, tightening her grip on my fingers.

"Yes," confirmed Tia, printing us off half a dozen pictures. Turning off the machine, she pushed it back against the wall and wiped the excess gel off her stomach. Taking her hand, Tia helped Bella sit back up. "Now, I want to see you every four weeks to start out with. I'm prescribing you some prenatal vitamins. Take them, I don't want any arguing on this, Bella."

"I won't." Bella sighed, Tia rolled her eyes. "I promise."

"Yeah, I know," she scoffed, handing Bella the order. "You also told me you would take them with Alex, and I remember Charlie telling me about how you refused to take them." Tia looked over at me. "Make sure she takes them."

"I will," I replied. Bella muttered under her breath about not being child, but Tia and I both ignored her.

"Okay, I'll see you in a few weeks, give me a call if you need anything, and," she paused, smiling, "congratulations."

"Thank you," murmured Bella, wiping her face free of tears.

Tia left and Bella hopped off the table, rushing back behind the curtain to change back into her jeans and t-shirt. When she was ready to leave, I slipped my hand in hers and walked her out to the front, stopping at the front desk to make her next appointment. While Bella spoke, I found myself completely captivated by her. She'd smile and laugh, I loved her more and more.

"Ready?" she coed, slipping her arm around my waist.

"Yes," I whispered, thickly.

Keeping our arms wrapped around each other, we headed for the elevator, taking to to the lobby, and strolling out to the car. Blushing a bright pink, she allowed me to open the car door for her, and slid into her seat. I ran around and climbed in, finding her staring at the ultrasound pictures. A single tear slipped down her face, which I reached over and brushed away.

"I didn't really believe I was pregnant until I saw him or her," she confessed, shifting her gaze over to me.

"Me either," I admitted.

"I love you, Edward," she whimpered, leaning across the seat and kissing me. "And how silly you are over Dr. Garrison examining me."

This time I blushed. "I don't know what you are talking about," I mumbled, started the car and pulling out of the parking lot.

She giggled, but dropped the subject. I drove across town toward the boys' school, keeping her hand wrapped firmly in mine. We'd agreed that we'd tell the boys about the baby if today's appointment went well. I'd be lying if I didn't admit to being nervous as fuck about telling them. Sure, they'd made it clear over the last four plus years that they wanted a little sister, but there was no way to guarantee the baby would be a girl, or that they would really be okay with us expecting.

Parking the car in front of the school, we climbed out and headed over to where Rose, Angela, and Kate were waiting. Baby Jude was snuggled up in his carrier, a blanket wrapped snugly around him. A small smile crept up my face, soon that would be us with our baby. Bella leaned her head on my shoulder, wrapping a hand around my upper arm. She felt the same way.

"Are you all going to be at dinner tonight?" wondered Rose, turning to me and Bella. "Bella, are you okay?"
Looking down, I noticed the silent tears traveling down her face. Turning, I pulled her against my chest. "She's fine," I assured Rose, or tried to at least. "And, yes, we'll be at dinner tonight."

"Okay," she replied, but didn't push for any further details. Finally, after four years of marriage, they'd learned to keep mostly out of our business, and not to push Bella when she was upset, or in this case so happy she was brought to tears.

The front doors opened and the kids came running out, yelling and screaming. The first day of school, both Bella and I about had a heart attack when we saw them all making a break for it without a single teacher making sure they go where they needed to be. Rose and Kate laughed at us and told us to get used to it, but, damn, these kids were everywhere and nobody seemed to care.

As they always seemed to be, Alex and Anthony were in the last group to come out, followed closely by Anna, Elliott, and Mattie. Seeing us standing by the others, they smiled, and quickened their pace. Stopping in front of us, their smiles dropped when they noticed the tears drying on Bella's face, but with a shake of my head, neither of them said anything.

"How about we go get some ice cream?" suggested Bella, sniffing back the last few tears as they fell.

"Sure," muttered Alex.

"Okay," agreed Anthony, sharing a look with his brother.

Bidding everyone goodbye, we headed back to the car, and down to our favorite ice cream parlor. The same one we went to the day I asked Bella out on our first date. With a squeeze of my hand, she silently confirmed that she knew. It was our spot, and once again, it would be the start of something larger than either of us.

The boys ordered their usual chocolate cones, and headed toward their favorite booth in the back, but I grabbed the scruff of their necks and informed them that they were sitting with us. One look back at their mom and they agreed. Bella picked peppermint, while I went with orange sherbet. Sliding into the booth across from the boys, we went through our usual routine of asking about their day, if they had homework, the same old crap we had to do everyday. But this time when we were all done, Bella reached out and took hold of their hands, taking a deep shaky breath.

"Mom?" questioned Alex, when Bella began to cry again. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," she wept. "Everything's perfect."

"Then why are you crying?" he fretted, sliding his hand on top of hers. He still didn't like to see her upset.

"Because Dad and I have something to tell you and Anthony," she began. "Something you've been waiting a long time for."

"You're getting us a dog?" cheered Anthony, laughing. "What kind?"

"No, Anthony, we're not getting dog." I snorted at the look of pure disappointment on his face.

"New bikes?" he guessed. I rolled my eyes. "Just tell us already!"

"We're having a baby," whispered Bella, breathlessly.