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December 20

Beep!

I groan waking up slowly, and raise my head up peeking an eye open to listen out for whatever woke me up. Silence. I roll back over laying my head onto Edwards chest. His arm wraps around me and I smile remembering back to last night.

I remember the way his lips moved against mine. And the way he mov– beep!

There it is! What is that?

That one makes Edward stirs for a minute before falling back asleep. My curiosity takes over, I slip out of bed trying to find whatever is beeping. I giggle softly when his beautiful lips turn into a frown as I stand up from the bed. Quickly throwing on his t-shirt, I stand still as quietly as I can waiting for the beep.

Beep!

My heads jerks towards the bottom of the bed. Feeling around the pockets of his jeans, I pull out his phone. He's got one missed call from his mother, one from Emmett, and another from his dad.

Geez, I hope nothing is wrong.

I crawl back up to where he's sleeping peacefully, and slide down next to him. I press my lips to his chest giving him a kiss and then another and another until he starts to wake up. I smile into his chest when he pulls me tight against digging his face into my neck.

"Morning." He grumbles, but I feel his smile against my skin.

"Morning." When I feel his hands start to roam a little I clear my throat.

He pulls back smirking. "What?" He tries to look innocent.

I laugh. "You might want to check your phone. I'd hate to get started only to be interrupted." He looks confused and I hold up his phone. "You've got three miscalls from your mom, Emmett, and your dad. I hope you don't mind me looking but it woke me up beeping."

He rubs his eyes and then takes it from me pecking my cheek. "It's fine." I watch as he sits up against the headboard and holds the phone to his ear. Patiently, I sit beside him and play with his fingers–cause apparently I now have that little habit too– waiting to see who he is calling.

"Hey mom."

Oh, Esme.

"I know, I'm sorry." He sighs. "I'm sorry." He stresses out the sorry. "Look is everything okay?"

I bite my lip straining my ears to hear whatever she's telling him.

Suddenly he sits up straighter. "Okay, we are on our way, bye!" Edward jumps out of bed effortlessly pulling his hand away from my hold. "Rose is in labor."

I jump out of bed as well and start throwing on clothes. Once I get my dress back on, I cringe. "I can't wear this to the hospital."

"Hm?" He looks at me from his closet and purses his lips. "You look fine." I raise an eyebrow and turn around showing my bare back. "I'll take you home first."

Leaning over to put on my shoes, I shake my head. "No just drop me off. I'll get a shower and look more presentable then I'll head there in my truck."

He wants to argue I can tell but he knows this is the best option. "Fine." He says then throws on a long sleeve shirt, jeans and tennis shoes.

After Edward leaves, I jump in the shower. Within minutes of getting out, I'm dressed and heading out the door again. As I run to the truck I realize I should have worn a hat on my still wet hair. It's freezing. I hope I don't get sick.

I follow the directions he gave me and arrive at a huge hospital I've strangely never seen before. Pulling into a spot, I prepare myself for the cold and jump out running for the door. When the doors to the hospital slide open, I spot a big map beside the elevator. After a quick scan for the maternity ward, I step in and press the the button leading to the third floor. When it starts it's smooth descent, I nervously straighten my clothes.

The floor is very quiet and I walk up to the nurses desk.

"Uh, hello?" I try to catch her attention. Her back is turned from me but I can't tell what's she's doing. I try again. "Excuse me?"

Finally she turns around and smiles kindly. "Oh, I'm sorry dear. How may I help you?"

"I'm looking for a Rosalie McCarthy."

"Okay, room 325." She puts me in the right direction.

"Thank you." I smile and walk towards the way she pointed. The door to the room is closed so I knock and wait to be let in. After a few awkward seconds, the door swings opened and Esme is standing there looking worried but happy.

"Bella. Lovely to see you again." She pulls me into a hug.

"You too, Mrs. Cullen."

She narrows her eyes teasingly but cups my cheek in a motherly fashion. "Just Esme, please?"

"Sure." I smile.

"Bella?" I hear Rose call my name. I shuffle in and find Edward standing with his arms crossed beside the bed looking as if he's trying to scare the nurse. I also notice another nurse, a young and very pretty nurse, eyeing him hungrily.

Rose calls my name again and I push all of that out of my mind trying to focus on the most important person right now.

Rose.

"Hi, how are you feeling?" I ask.

She smiles but it's more like a grimace. "I'll be a lot better if you could do my a favor."

"Whatever you need." I reassure her.

She points at Edward. "Take your boyfriend here, and get him out of my room for a little while before I ring his neck." She glares at him. I notice out of the corner of my eye miss pretty nurse narrowing her eyes slightly at me. I smirk a little then look at Edward crossing my arms.

His mouth drops opened and he stares at her in shock. "What did I do?"

"What did you do?" She asks incredulously. "I'm trying to have a baby and your barking at the only people here who know how to properly deliver one!"

He shrugs. "I'm only trying to make sure they do everything right." He walks over to her and holds her hand. "You're my sister and you've been through enough pain. You deserve for this experience to be done right with any stress or worry."

Rose softens her glare and clutches his hand. "I appreciate it I really do, but I'm going to be stressed and I'm going to be worried and you're only adding to it."

He takes a deep breath and lets go of her hand. "Okay." He leans over and pecks her forehead. He walks around the bed to me and wraps his arms around my waist. I slide my hands up his arms and lean into him. "Hi sweetheart." He whispers and leans down to kiss my lips quickly.

"Hi." I pull back a little. "Come on, why don't we get some breakfast?"

"Yeah that sounds good."

Threading my fingers through his, I pull him out of the door and I hear Rose yell a thank you at me.

Edward has been pretty quiet since we sat down in the cafeteria. I eat my breakfast and sip on my coffee trying to give him time to think, or whatever it is he's doing.

When I'm done he's still not said or ate anything so I get with my tray and throw away the remains of the food. After refilling my coffee, I sit back down and take his hand resting on top of the table.

"Babe? You okay?" His head snaps up at me and he nods.

"I'm not trying to be overbearing." He grumbles.

Oh, we are jumping right into it? Alrighty then. "I know and so does she, but she needs a calm environment right now."

He smiles softly and then wraps both of his hands around my own. "I'm glad you're here."

"Me too." I lean forward and kiss him.

He pulls back but wipes at his eye. Tears. "I know I hadn't told you this yet but this is a very hard thing for me to talk about."

"Told me about what?" I frown. I want to wrap him into a hug and never let go.

"Rosalie was pregnant before now, but she lost the baby."

I sigh. "I know." His eyebrows furrow in confusion. "She told Alice and I when we went shopping." I explain.

"Oh, well anyway. I guess that's why I'm being overbearing is because I don't want to see her or my family go through that again. It was the worst feeling in the world."

Not longer being able to resist, I get up and sit down in his lap not caring who sees. Wrapping his arms around me he leans into me seeking comfort. "I got to hold him. He was so tiny." A few tears drop onto my arm. A few tears of my own escape before I can stop them. "I don't know if she would survive losing another child." He grips me tighter.

"She made it long enough for the baby to be healthy. It will all be fine." I hope.

After a few minutes, I move to stand up. "You wanna go back and check on her?"

"Yeah." He looks relieved.

Twelve hours later, little Hali Grace McCarthy is born.

Not too long after breakfast, I left Edward and went home to catch up on some chores around the house. But when he called two hours ago, I've been waiting with him ever since.

When it's our turn to visit Heidi, the nurse from earlier, informs us we are can go back.

Soft cries are coming from the room as we enter and I stay back a little allowing Edward a moment with his family. He first hugs Rose and then pats Emmett on the back a few times giving him one of those guy hugs before stealing Hali from him. Emmett pouts but Rose just laughs tiredly before closing her eyes to rest a minute.

Making himself comfortable in a chair, Edward cradles her and leans down whispering to her softly. He places a kiss on her and then looks over at me grinning from ear to ear. My stomach tugs a little and I get a fluttering.

What is it about men with a baby? It's like a direct connection to your ovaries. Or mine at least.

He walks over to me whispers, "Do you want to hold her?"

I nod and reach out for her. Once she's in my arms, I snuggle her into my chest and instinctually start to hum swaying side to side. Her little red lips are puckered out a little in her sleep and she's holding her own hands together.

She's so beautiful and precious.

"See I knew you'd be perfect." I whisper to her.

After a few more minutes of cuddling, I hand her back over to Edward and go to Rose. I lean down and gently hug her.

"I'm glad you two found each other." She says surprising me.

"Thanks. So am I."

She smiles and I glance over at Edward. He's talking with Emmett but he must feel me staring at him. He smiles crookedly and winks.

I giggle.

"You know, not everyone needs years or even months to know if they have fallen in love someone. I fell in love with Emmett immediately. Of course I still made him work for it," we both laugh, "but I knew I already loved him."

Love? She thinks I love him?

Do I?

"So you don't think it would be too soon?" I whisper.

She shakes her head no.

I lie in bed thinking about what Rose said. Could I love him? He makes me feel happier than I ever thought I could feel. I yearn for his touch. I feel physically empty, like half of me is gone when he's not with me. I want to tell him about all the things happening in my life, even the small things that would probably make no sense to him, but he wouldn't care. He'd go along with it no matter how crazy I sounded.

I can picture us a few Christmas's from now standing in his living room decorating our own tree together. Sharing kisses under the mistletoe and singing badly to Christmas songs blaring throughout the house. I laugh out loud picturing him eating all the cookies as they come out of the oven.

I want it.

I want a life with him. Forever.

I love him.