A/N: Hi all, I'm so so so sorry that I'm slow at uploading. I'm trying to get better. Thank you for all your comments and for putting this story on your favourites. This chapter wasn't originally part of the story but I just wanted to upload for Christmas. Which brings me to: MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR, i hope Santa makes all your dreams come true. x

p.s: this chapter is due to all my visits to the hospital last week, the eye thing happened to me and so did the birth control ;)

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Pain. As Bella's conciseness flowed back to her head, she felt a stinging pain on her face. She tried opening her eyes but her left eyelid was too heavy. She, instinctively, reached for her left eye and it felt swollen. She hastily pushed her duvet cover away and jumped out of her new bed. In her hurried attempt to find a mirror she didn't notice her suitcase on the floor and tripped, falling with a loud thud to the wooden floor. Bella cursed. She should have unpacked last night after the Cullen's had left.

There was knock on the door. "Bella, are you okay?" It was Edward.

Before Bella could answer, the door flung open and Reneesme burst into the large bedroom in her pajamas. When she saw Bella she stopped in her tracks, "Whoa! Mommy, what happened to your eye?"

Edward walked into the room and Bella suddenly became very self conscious. She got herself to her feet and pulled at the hemline of the oversized t-shirt she wore to bed in an attempt to remain dignified.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Are you referring to my eye or me falling over my suitcase?

Edward smiled. "Whichever you care to explain."

Bella, with exaggerated carefulness, which made Edward smile even more, walked over to the mirror to examine her eye.

Edward had called his family's physician. After she'd congratulated Edward for the wedding, she sat in the living room examining Bella's eye.

"Hmm, your eye is not tearing," she said. "Do you have blurred vision?"

"No." Bella answered.

Dr Hollister was a tall woman, in her late forties, Bella guessed. She had a kind face and laugh lines around her eyes.

"Are you experiencing sudden appearance of spots and strings floating in your field of vision?" the doctor asked.

"No."

Dr Hollister let go of Bella's face and switched off her penlight and put it back into her pocket. "Your symptoms may be a sign of an inflammatory condition called Polymyalgia Rheumatica. Yours is not a very serious case."

"What causes these conditions?" Edward asked looking apprehensive. Bella noticed and his concern it went to her heart.

"No one knows what causes the inflammation," Dr Hollister said. "Because Bella's is a mild case I recommend that you take an over-the-counter nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drug. These medicines include aspirin and ibuprofen." She leafed through her briefcase and stopped. "Are you on the birth control pill?"

"No." Bella answered quickly, maybe too quickly because the doctor gave her an odd look.

"Oh. Are you on any other birth control like the contraceptive patch or the implant?"

"No. I am not any birth control." She hoped Edward wasn't looking at her because her blood draining to her cheeks.

Dr Hollister smiled. "Are you trying to get pregnant?"

Damn her pale complexion! She had her parents to blame for that one. She looked to Edward for help but he looked like he was enjoying this. Damn him too, she decided.

"No."

"Oh. I'm so sorry." The doctor apologized, putting two and two together. Bella and Edward were not sleeping together. "I had no place to ask. It's just that some of these medicines make most birth controls less effective."

An image of her and Edward four years back flashed in Bella's mind and her heart struck her chest. She stole glance at Edward who no longer looked amused but instead frustrated. Was he upset with Bella for telling the doctor that they were no intimate with each other because most newlyweds would be? Had she blown their cover?

Shortly after, Edward closed the door behind the doctor and walked into the kitchen, where Bella had started clearing away their breakfast mess. Reneesme sat on the counter with her coloring book and her crayons.

"Let me do that," he said grabbing the cloth from her hand. "You're not well."

"Yes I am. I just have Poly-gamer rhet– something."

"Polymyalgia Rheumatica." He corrected her.

"Well not all of us are Ivy Leaguers," she teased.

Edward offered her one of his breathtaking smiles. "I'll load, you dry." He said throwing the cloth into the air for her to catch.

They worked in silence. Bella was lost in her thoughts, when Edward threw water at her causing her to jump.

"Ugh!" she gasped and ran for the sink. She ran the tap until her cupped hands were full and chucked the water Edward. She started to back away when she saw the dangerous glimmer in his hazel eyes.

Edward filled one of the jugs as Reneesme fumbled with key to the backdoor. "Mommy this way!" she screamed when Edward came closer and they both ran into the back garden. Edward was faster them both and he caught up to them and emptied the jug on them both. Bella cleared the damp hair out of her face and Reneesme spat out water she's swallowed.

They backed Edward by the big pool and Bella shoved him back. As he fell he grabbed both Bella's and Reneesme's hands and they all splashed into the cold water.

There was lots of screaming and squeals and water flying around for the next twenty minutes. Bella swan to the edge when her eye began stinging and watched as Edward continued to play with Reneesme.

Finally Edward surrendered and went to sit on the opposite side of the pool.

"I'm going back inside." He said.

"Why?" Bella asked.

"Because…your wet vest top is leaving very little to my imagination and it's making me wish you were on the birth control."