Disclaimer:To my own disbelief and pure greediness, I sadly don't own Twilight/New Moon characters, Miss Stephenie Meyer does.


The routine schedule was back into swing, waking up at 6:45am, taking the kids to school, Jake at work, cleaning the house, doing chores, picking up the kids, dinner, bed, sleep, and repeat.

One day, I caught myself with nothing to do, and my swollen feet needed a break. I sat on the couch absent-mindedly flipping through channels, but really thinking about that night with the Cullen family. As I went in and out of the grocery store, or in Port Angeles, when I'd run into a PTA mother, they'd ask about the Cullen's, saying they'd heard the kids were back from college, all found jobs here in Washington and lived near their parents, yet no one ever saw them. I would just smile and say "I have no idea." My pregnancy was almost becoming to obvious, even only being 4 months along in the cold November rain. Still on the Quileute tribal families knew, not even my own kids. They just assumed I'd been gaining weight, they never asked questions.

I talked it over with Jacob that night before we went to bed about how to tell the kids why my stomach was growing. He suggested just sitting them down, telling them they'd have another sister. I really disliked this idea though, so we spent more nights suggesting ideas.

Jake finally suggested why not take Mason camping with him and you could go to Port Angeles with Madeline and we could tell them. I took a liking to this idea, but we decided to plan for this after my 4 month appointment with Dr. Cullen.

Thanksgiving approached quickly, and Madeline and Mason didn't have school, without me thinking, I scheduled an appointment in the afternoon. I could drop the kids off at Charlie's, I thought, but then realized he was probably working. I thought about Sam and Emily, but I recalled how she had her family here in town, and she didn't need anymore guests. Jake tried to take the day off, but even with Sam as his boss, he couldn't let Jake take the day off, with Thanksgiving being only next week.

One night after dinner and after the kids had gone to bed, I thought of a brilliant idea for my appointment.

"Jake?" I finally asked.

"Hmm?" he said, not taking his eyes off the paper.

"I think I'll take the kids with me, and have me and Carlisle explain to the kids about their new sister."

He put down the paper and stared at me, "But what about camping and Port Angeles?" he shook his head.

"Well, we could still do it, maybe as a last 'separate family' vacation, before baby thing…" I suggested.

He rolled his eyes then picked up the paper again, "Sure, whatever Bells."

That morning I let the kids sleep in, and then got them ready to go to the hospital. They didn't ask questions, they just got dressed and went to the door to let me help them with their coats. One day, I bought in Port Angeles I bought Mason a black coat like his father's, and I even found a black trench coat exactly like mine for Madeline. They both loved them.

I got in the car, and looked in my rearview mirror at Madeline and Mason, they both looked stunningly like their father and myself, I smiled.

I put the car in reverse and carefully headed over to the hospital. With both my hands, and each kid at my side, I led them through the hospital front doors, and up to the receptionist's desk. We waited in line, as other's signed in as well, waiting for other doctors. I noticed that this receptionist was new, because I hadn't seen her until today.

We finally got up to the front of the line, I still held both of my kids' hands, and tried to struggle with a huge, black, leather purse that happened to be designer. I got to the front and politely smiled at her, she smiled back as I let my kids' hands go. They stayed at my side, trying to look up at the counter.

"Hi, I'm here for an appointment with Dr. Cullen." I stated.

She smiled again, "I'm sorry but Dr. Cullen is not taking new patients."

What? I thought to myself. "Oh no you must be mistaken, I've been coming to him for the past few months, I already have an appointment." I said with an icy point in my tone.

"Excuse me M'am but I already checked, Dr. Cullen isn't taking any new patients, and he doesn't have any appointments."

I heard someone behind me, almost muttering at how stupid I was that I couldn't understand.

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Edward's Point of View.

It was almost high noon as I decided to go hunting, but was going to ask Carlisle if he wanted to go tonight, if so I decided I'd wait and go to the hospital to ask him. I got into my brand new Volvo and quickly started the engine, speeding off towards the hospital. I parked next to a Ford Expedition, the scent coming from the car reminded me of… of no one, I thought to myself.

With a quick glance I glided to the front doors of the miniscule hospital. I could see down the hallway all the charts and folders, patients in their rooms, I heard thoughts of people impatiently waiting, or those that were in pain. I quickly drowned them out with other thoughts.

Being the doctor's son could almost allow me to go back and visit Carlisle, just wait in his office, but there was a new receptionist, and she probably wouldn't allow it. I hated the new ones, always following the rules, doing what they're told… it was all so old after 100 years.

Thankfully there was only a little line, one that I quickly went and stood behind, I decided to just sort of flirt with the receptionist, she'd then understand how I need to go back and see Carlisle.

I was looking down at the white cheap tile that was on the floor, and then I glanced up, hearing

the receptionist trying to gain control.

"I'm sorry but Dr. Cullen is not taking new patients." She calmly said.

The woman was holding her two kids' hands and then she dropped them. They were all wearing black trench coats. The mother's hair looked stunningly like her daughter's. I tried to read her thoughts about this, but nothing was clear.

"Oh no you must be mistaken, I've been coming to him for the past few months, I already have an appointment." The woman sounded icy, she was not happy with this.

"Excuse me M'am but I already checked, Dr. Cullen isn't taking any new patients, and he doesn't have any appointments." The receptionist fired back.

I started to mumble, believing no one could understand, the receptionist started to smile.

"I'm sorry m'am, but that is final." She added.

The woman shook her head, "I don't understand I've been coming almost monthly to him for my baby; he must surely know I'm coming."

I thought to myself, Carlisle didn't deliver that many babies, unless he was on call at the ER and had to. The last patient I heard that he was surely delivering was… was… well Bella.

Then it finally clicked, two kids, familiar smell, Damn why didn't I see this sooner?

Bella grabbed her two kids' hands, "Well, could I at least talk to him about this?" she asked. Bella sounded exhausted; her two kids were looking up at her, confused. I couldn't read their thoughts; they must have inherited their mother's private brain and thoughts.

I finally decided to go up behind her, I finally said…

--

The receptionist clearly didn't understand that I had an appointment and knew Carlisle more than she'd ever know him… I used the whole 'can I at least talk to him?' bit, and she didn't bite.

Then from behind me came a sweet, perfumed voice, it was almost too familiar.

"Excuse me miss, I'm here to see my father, Dr. Cullen." He added a crooked smile. He turned to me, confusion was written blankly across my face.

"Oh Bella, "he added, part of an unknown scheme, "It's good to see you, are you here to see Carlisle?"

The receptionist was so lost; she stared back and forth between Edward and me.

I shook my head, "Uh… yes, yes… I am." I added and cleared my throat, "…but apparently, I don't have an appointment, excuse me Edward." I grabbed my two children's' hands and started to turn them around, as if it was doing ballet.

"Oh surely, Bella, Carlisle is expecting you," I turned around, my hair had fallen in my face, I put my daughter's hand down and lift my black designer bag up to my shoulder. I grabbed her hand again, my children were looking at Edward, they were as confused as I was.

He turned around to the receptionist, "I know for a fact, Bella is here to see Dr. Cullen. She is an old family friend of ours. May I go back and tell Carlisle she's here?" He winked at her, if I were her; my heart would have skipped a beat.

"Sure, Edward, but Mrs. Black will have to wait in the waiting room till he calls her back." She added.

"Oh that's no problem, right…" he turned to me, "…Mrs. Black?" he said it in a way that almost knocked the wind out of me; it was almost a rude tone.

"Sure no problem, Mr. Cullen." I led my kids to two chairs. I placed Madeline in the chair next to me, and Mason on my lap, he played with my hair.

Edward walked down the hallway, to what I now know as Carlisle's office. A minute later, in a white medical coat, came Carlisle walking towards me, but then turned to the receptionist.

"Excuse me, Whitney?" I heard from a distance. She looked over at him.

"Yes, Dr. Cullen?" she sounded worried.

"Mrs. Bella Black is a dear patient and friend of mine; I hope that this confusion won't happen again."

She looked down in shame, "I'm sorry Dr. Cullen, it won't happen again."

He turned towards me and sighed, adding a smile. "Alright, ready Bella?"

I nodded, and picked up Mason, trying to balance him on my hip, and held Madeline's hand.

"Madeline, can you grab my bag please?" She went and picked it up, dragging it.

Carlisle was still waiting for me, looking at me with a smile.

"Madeline, please try not to drag my bag, "I smiled, "Oh, it's ok Madeline, here, I'll take it.

She handed me my bag and I slung it over my free shoulder that wasn't occupied by Mason. I grabbed her hand and started walking towards Carlisle; Mason kept feeling heavier every minute.

We finally reached Carlisle and I tried to put Mason down, but he wouldn't let go.

"Mason, honey, you need to walk, here hold my hand," but he didn't let go.

"No mommy, I don't feel good." He whispered.

"Why what's wrong, Mason?" I started to rub his hair, "What's wrong bud?"

"It smells…" he added. It must have been the blood.

"Bella? Is there anything wrong?" Carlisle finally spoke.

"Oh it's just Mason, he doesn't do to well with blood, either, unfortunately."

"Oh I understand." He paused, "Mason? Do you mind if I held you?"

Mason put his head up and looked at me, as if I was going to answer.

"Go ahead Mason, Dr. Cullen is a good doctor, he won't bite." I added and smiled, he laughed.

Mason dropped from my hip and went to Carlisle, who easily picked him up. I grabbed Madeline's hand and held onto my purse as we walked down to a patient's room.

"So Bella," he closed the door, "What brings the honor of meeting your children?"

Madeline and Mason were sitting in two other chairs in the room, looking around with huge anxious eyes.

"Well Carlisle, I should have made this appointment with a little consideration towards time, and I couldn't find someone to watch them, and I was going to show them the ultrasound to show them their new sister." I smiled.

"Oh I see, well first we're going to be doing other tests, which uh… involve some blood. Would you like your kids to go into my office? Edward is in there…" he suggested.

I really wouldn't have liked my kids to leave me, but seeing as Mason was looking pale white, I decided against it, and Carlisle lead them to his office, he came back seconds later, saying they were alright and drawing pictures with Edward. I had to laugh, I could already imagine it.

Carlisle did all the tests and checked everything, and everything was running smoothly. He then quickly set me up for the ultrasound, and he came back holding Madeline and Mason's hands, Edward was following behind them.

"Bella, "Carlisle started to ask, "You don't mind if Edward stays for a moment, I just got a call about another emergency patient of mine, I'll be back shortly."

Edward just stood facing the counter, my kids started to show me the picture they drew.

Madeline had drawn our house with me, Jake, herself, Mason and this pink little girl, who she pointed out, was her sister… her comment almost made me cry, as I was just sitting, waiting for Carlisle.

Mason had drawn just a picture of his sister, what he thinks she'll look like. My eyes started to water, and I sniffled back my words.

I saw Edward look over, he looked almost worried, I just looked down at my children, acting like I couldn't see.

I picked up Madeline and sat her next to me, and Mason on my lap. I kissed Madeline and Mason.

"I love you two so much." I smiled.

I was staring into their deep brown eyes when I finally looked up to see Edward staring, I just grinned at him.

Carlisle came back in, "I'm so sorry Bella, it's all taken care of now. So let's begin shall we?"

I layed down as he rubbed the ointment, the little baby appeared on the screen.

"Well Bella, she's just as beautiful as you last saw her." Carlisle smiled. "He pointed to the screen, addressing the arms, feet, and head to Madeline and Mason. They just smiled.

I laughed, "You two use to look like that, you know?" They both smiled.

"Mommy, "Mason looked at the screen, then at me, "is that a baby?"

I looked at him confused, "Yes, Mason, that's your sister."

"Oh," he looked down, "…and where do babies come from?"

I could tell my eyes grew wide, and Carlisle smiled, looking at me, I could tell Edward was smiling and holding back a laugh, even though he was still staring away.

I gulp… "Well Mason, "I looked to Carlisle, who was still smiling.

Carlisle thankfully interrupted, "Mason, you're parents both really love each other, and then they're granted the gift of having babies after they are married of course."

Mason shook his head, "Oh…" he added, Madeline looked satisfied too, she must have been wondering.

Carlisle printed another picture then handed it to me, "Here, this Is for Jacob." I smiled.

"Thank you Carlisle." I paused, "Alright you two, ready to head home?"

I heard a chorus of "yeas" as they grabbed their coats.

We headed out to the receptionist again, this time she had a frown as I approached.

Carlisle went to the front of the desk, like me, and told Whitney to schedule me next month's appointment, for some reason Edward had come and followed us along too.

Whitney was busy on her computer typing as we were discussing appointment times.

"Alright, and I'm sorry m'am, what was your full name?"

I watched Mason and Madeline as they were fighting over who got to hold my purse.

"Excuse me," I added, then quickly snatched the purse from both of them.

Edward was near the counter, talking to Carlisle but also looking over near me.

"I'm sorry what did you say?" I asked.

"You're full name, miss." She answered.

"Oh yes, Isabella Marie Black." She typed some more, the clicking sound filled my ears.

"Oh yes, and you're maiden name?"

I was almost taken back; no one had ever asked me that since… forever.

"Uh Swan, Isabella Marie Swan Black." I answered.

"Mommy," Madeline asked, "What is a maiden name?"

The receptionist was busy clicking so I looked down at Madeline.

"Uh, it's my last name before I got married to Daddy, mine is Swan. You know how Grandpa Charlie has the last name Swan? That was my last name."

"Oh," she stated, before she turned back to Mason.

Somehow I caught Edward's eyes on me, and I smiled as if I were watching from a distance,

He just looked back to Carlisle, and started talking again.

"Alright Mrs. Black, you're appointment is set, we'll see you then," the receptionist added.

"Thank you," I grabbed both of their hands and headed out the door, putting them in the car, I started the car then headed off back home. We drove by Charlie's house and I noticed the cruiser outside, before we approached. It must have been his day off, to my mistake, so I pulled up next to the curb.


Author's Note: Sorry for the cussing, but damn it! I promised you shorter chapters, which are coming
up I believe, in like chapter 9. And here I am, promising you yesterday... and here I give you like
a 3,000 word chapter, I'm sooo nice, huh? Well, it's a good chapter, I believe, some tension was raised,
but it was still long... I mean, my word! I'm so mad, at myself!
Well, I hope you're all enjoying it... all uh, 4 of you haha :) I'm just kidding, I don't mind having little to no fans.
(I'm serious about that... no sarcasm, I don't mind the little number of fans.)

Till Then, Elizabeth