Just a little note, I don't own anything to do with twilight. This story will differ slightly from what happens in the books/film. I'm not going to copy the thing word from word so if something things don't add up or if I don't put in something a character says then sorry.
Edward
I knew this thing would arrive any day now and it only terrified me more. I had to make her see reason, it killed me inside every time I heard a snap followed by a labored breath. Every time I looked at my stubborn wife I hated myself a little more.
Looking out of the window my mind zoom off to the better times we had shared, completely tuning out Rosalie suggesting baby names to Bella.
Getting lost in one of my most precious memories of us both lying down in our meadow. I could almost feel the heat radiating off of her skin, sinking and warming my own marble, doing the one thing the sun would never be able to do. I could almost smell the flowers fragrance outlining my Bella's frame. In my minds eye I reached out to caress my loved beautiful blushed cheek, Only for my hand to hit the window. The stench of the lap dog brought crashing back to the reality of Bella dying.
It pained me hearing my wife throwing up everything she ate, not being able to hold it down.
It pained me seeing my once beautiful wife looking sickly, sweat dripping down her face.
It killed me seeing the black and purple bruises marring my mates now ashen paper skin.
It repulsed me seeing my Bella holding her swollen stomach hosting that monster with love in her eyes.
It terrified me that this monster, had the chance to take her away from me while all I could do was watch.
I hated feeling this helpless but that's exactly how I felt now standing in front of Jacob Black of all people, I don't think he knows just how close I am to dropping to my knees and begging him to do something, anything to save her. To do something that I couldn't.
The monster inside my beautiful Bella was the reason why I was going to talk to Jacob, the boy who thought he could steal my universe away.
The reason why I would hand over my wife and mate to the person I used to hate the most, before this mess happened.
Opening my mouth to start pleading my case we both froze when a screech ripped through the air.
"So it begins"
Twin
I couldn't stay in here any longer, I needed to get out. Poking and prodding at the tough wall in front of me I knew what I had to do. Opening my mouth to bite into the walls of my old home I was pushed backwards, hearing the harsh snap and pained scream I knew what my sister was doing. She was going to save us both, she was going to be the one to get us out.
Finally after so long I was able to properly move. I opened my eyes feeling a warm brightness on my face. Looking up my eyes settled on the shocked expression of a boy before I was lifted up a little too harshly.
"Edward"
Blinking my curious gaze traveled over to a caramel haired woman looking worriedly at us. Not knowing why this beautiful woman was so worried, my gaze moved downwards towards my mother. I wanted to see her properly, I want mummy to hold me too.
"Edward now!"
The next thing I know I'm being cradled in the worried woman's cold arms, looking up at her face I smiled feeling save and loved. Reaching up I took a stand of caramel into my small hands, I didn't even notice that we have moved into another room until a soft giggle floated into the air.
As the giggle rang threw my ears my eyes snapped onto another small form much the same as my own, wrapped up in a pink blanket being held by a beautiful blond woman.
Looking around the room I smiled at all the people around me, my family.