Chapter 19: Miraculous Moments

Rosalie smiled as she and Emmett were standing in another apartment they were going to move into. "This place is perfect for Maggie and the new baby," she commented. Emmett wrapped his arms around her waist, moving his hands over her stomach.

"Yeah it's a nice place," he agreed.

Emmett kissed the back of her shoulder, hugging her close. "Not a mansion but it works," he added. She hit his arm.

"Emmett stop it," she answered.

He sighed as he felt their son kicking under his hands. "See even your son is telling you to stop talking that way," she added. Chuckling, Emmett kissed the side of Rosalie's neck before letting her go.

"So what do you think my mom has planned for this place?" he asked.

"She only wants to decorate the baby's room. You know your mom, she loves decorating, it is her job you know," Rosalie pointed out.

"This is true," he agreed smiling.

They looked up when the door opened. "Hello," Esme greeted smiling.

"Hey ma," Emmett answered smiling.

"So this is the place? It's lovely, reminds me of mine and Carlisle's first place. It's a fixer upper, but that's what makes it fun you can make it into whatever you picture," Esme commented.

"You and dad had a fixer upper?" Emmet asked raising his eyebrow.

Esme rolled her eyes. "Emmett when your dad was in medical school do you think we could afford the house we live in at the time?" she asked laughing. Emmett shrugged his shoulders with a half grin. "So what room will be the baby's room?" Esme asked.

"We're thinking by the master bedroom so that way it's easier to get to him when he cries in the middle of the night," Rosalie replied.

"Smart choice," Esme agreed.

She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Are you sure you won't tell me the baby's name so I can make a baby plaque above the crib?" she asked.

"Mom, it's a surprise to everyone, even me," Emmett replied laughing.

Esme shrugged as she began taking out the decorations she brought with her for the baby's room.

Later that night, Rosalie was sitting in the rocking chair feeling completely exhausted from the day's events. Emmett walked over, rubbing her shoulders gently. "You alright?" he asked.

"Just tired, ready to not be pregnant anymore," she replied.

Chuckling, he kissed the top of her head. "It won't be much longer," he assured her. Rosalie smiled, resting her head against his arm.

"I'm anxious to see him," she said softly.

"So am I babe, so am I," he replied kissing the side of her head.

Two weeks later, Rosalie's water had broken in the early morning. It didn't much encouragement to get Emmett out of bed and dressed. When Esme arrived to watch Maggie while they were at the hospital, Emmett drove his fiancé to the hospital like a bat out of hell.

Once at the hospital, they were able to get Rosalie a room. Now, Rosalie was lying back, rubbing her stomach with a sigh. "How are you feeling?" Emmett asked as he placed a cup of ice chips in front of her.

"Mm…not as bad as the first time," Rosalie replied, her eyes closed.

Smiling, he kissed her forehead gently. "I love you," he whispered softly. Rosalie smiled, resting her head against his shoulder.

"I love you too, you have no idea how much," she whispered.

Emmett smiled as he held her close to him while rubbing his fiancé's stomach.

The hours ticked by, it felt like it was going on forever. Looking outside, Rosalie could see the colors from the sun that was beginning to rise. "Rosalie," the doctor called smiling, snapping her out of her daydream.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"You're ready," the doctor informed.

Rosalie looked at Emmett with fear in her eyes. "Don't leave me," she whispered.

"Never babe," he answered.

He kissed the top of her head. "You're stuck with me," he told her with a grin. Rosalie smiled as she held onto his hand as she began pushing.

Only moments later, the sounds of a baby's scream filled the room. "Here he is!" The doctor announced, placing the baby on Rosalie's stomach. Rosalie had tears fall down her face as she looked at her son.

"Oh look at you," she cooed softly with tears in her eyes.

She held her son close with a small sob. "Hello precious one, welcome to the world," she cooed crying. Emmett smiled through his own tears as he took out his camera, taking several photographs of his fiancé and newborn son.

"Happy birthday son," he told the baby softly, placing a kiss on the baby's forehead.

The baby calmed down, his eyes opening to look at his mother. Rosalie smiled softly to see Emmett's bright blue eyes staring back at her. "Yes, I'm your mama," she whispered. She held him close sniffling softly. "We've been waiting so long for you," she told him crying softly. Emmett hugged the three of them close with a shaky sigh.

"I love you," he told her quietly.

"I love you," she answered with tears in her eyes.

Emmett kissed her several times before the nurse took the baby from Rosalie's arms. "Let's get him measured and weighed," she commented as she placed the wriggling newborn on the scale.

"Eight pounds, seven ounces, big baby," the nurse commented.

Rosalie was lying back against her bed letting out a deep breath. Tears were still falling down her face as she watched the nurses clean her newborn son up, diapering him, swaddling him up in a blue blanket, and place a hat on his head. "Here we are mama," the nurse told her smiling, placing the baby in her arms. Still crying softly, Rosalie cradled her child close to her chest.

"My miracle, oh yes you are. You and your big sister are my miracles, both of you are," she cooed quietly, holding her son's tiny hand between her thumb and index finger gently.

She ran soothing circles into her baby's palm. Emmett smiled as he kissed his son's forehead again. "You were great babe," he told her gently.

"So were you," she answered.

"Hey, you did all the world. I got to do the fun part," he told her.

Laughing a little, Rosalie shook her head gently before looking back down at the baby in her arms.

Rosalie and the new baby were moved into a private room. Once they were settled, Rosalie was cuddling the baby close to her chest when the door opened. "MOMMY!" Maggie shouted as she ran in.

"Shhh, Maggie no shouting. The baby's sleeping," Rosalie scolded softly.

Emmett smiled as he lifted his daughter up on the bed. The toddler looked at the bundle in her mother's arms. "Baby," she giggled pointing at her brother.

"Yep, baby. This is your new baby brother sweetheart," Emmett answered smiling, he kissed the top of his daughter's head.

Maggie was staring at the baby with wide, curious eyes. "I hope she wasn't too much trouble," Rosalie commented as she looked at Esme.

"Of course not, a perfect angel," Esme replied smiling.

Carlisle was standing behind his wife, his hands on her shoulders. "So…come on tell us. What's his name?" the older woman asked anxiously. Rosalie laughed quietly as she stroked his cheek.

"Emmett and I just about went through every name in the book, but nothing fit. I finally found the perfect name for you little one," Rosalie told the baby softly.

Rosalie glanced at Esme before back at her son. "Samuel Dale Cullen," she whispered softly. Emmett's eyes widened in disbelief at the name. He and his brothers knew about the brother they never knew. Looking over, he saw as his mother burst into tears at the name. Carlisle smiled through his own tears. He remembered baby Sam, he and Esme were a newly formed couple when he was born. So really, to him, Sammy was his son as well.

Walking over, Esme hugged Rosalie tight without hurting the baby. "Thank you," she whispered with a sob. Rosalie hugged her back with her free arm, crying as well.

"No, thank you, Esme, for everything. You have been a great person, the closest thing I have to an actual mother," Rosalie explained.

They pulled back with tears still falling down their faces. "May I?" Esme asked. Rosalie nodded as she placed the baby into her arms. Esme smiled through her tears as she looked at the baby in her arms.

"Hi Sammy," she cooed softly.

She smiled as she rocked the sleeping newborn back and forth in her arms. "I'm your grandma," she cooed softly. Emmett smiled as he sat by Rosalie, kissing the side of her head.

"You just made me fall for you even more babe," he whispered softly.

Rosalie rested her head on his chest with a tired smile as she watched Carlisle and Esme coo over their new grandson. Maggie yawned and rested her head on her mother's shoulder. "Everything's perfect," Emmett murmured as he kissed Rosalie's shoulder. Nodding her head slowly, she let out a deep breath.

"Just about," she replied.

Esme was still cooing over Samuel, stroking his face and kissing his soft head when she looked over at Emmett and Rosalie. She smiled to see them asleep. "You gave them a hard time little one," Carlisle quipped softly. He kissed the top of the baby's head before he grabbed the blanket off the chair and put it over Emmett and Maggie. Esme let out a shaky breath with tears in her eyes. "You alright?" he asked. Smiling at her husband, she nodded her head slowly.

"I'll be alright," she answered.

Carlisle kissed the side of her head as he wrapped his arms around his wife's waist. The two of them stood in silence staring at the newborn baby boy in Esme's arms.