Stephenie owns 'em.

Yeah, this was complete but then I found these words. I'd originally wanted to turn this into a longer outtake but that never happened. Also, it really bothered me that there were seven chapters of this story. Damn you, OCD.

Also, this is not beta'd.

Anywho, enjoy and thanks for reading! (If you still decide to click the link!)

Baby

"I don't get why you want to have another baby." Masen grumbled as he crawled into his bed. We'd just told him the news and explained that he had to keep it a secret until we knew that everything was okay.

"Well, we just figured that you were so much fun we'd like to have some more just like you." I pulled the comforter up to his chin and tucked it tight around him.

"But how will we keep having fun if there's a baby around?" He said with a frown on his face.

"We'll manage, kid." I kissed his forehead and got up.

"Dad! Wait!" He grabbed my hand and pulled me back down to his bed then held out his arms. I laughed and hugged him tightly. "I love you, Daddy."

I smiled. He hadn't called me 'daddy' in a few months. Apparently first graders said 'dad' instead. He didn't tell me that though, little Haley Newton did.

"I love you, too." I gave him another hug and made my way out the door.

"Wait!" Masen yelled again.

"Yeah?" I asked tiredly.

"Will you read me a story?" He asked. I sighed and jumped into his bed causing him to bounce a little. Masen laughed and snuggled up to my side.

Three stories later he was finally asleep.

"That took a long time." Bella said without looking up from her book.

"Too long." I crawled in bed next to her and snagged the book from her hands, tossing it on the floor and pulling her into my arms.

"Cool it, Cullen. I've already got one bun in the oven." She pushed me away gently then laughed at her own rhyme.

"That means I can do whatever I want, right?" I said with my lips to her neck. She sighed softly and threaded her fingers through my hair.

"For now," my wife whispered before pulling me over her. "Soon I'll be too fat and you won't want to touch me." She pouted.

I frowned as I situated myself on top of her, resting my elbows on either side of her head and brushing her hair back.

"You'll be gorgeous," I whispered and kissed her softly.

"Such a sweet talker," she mused and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"I love you, you beautiful pregnant woman."

"I love you, you stupid fertile boy."