I have to thank my a fantastic trio of friends for helping me with this: m0t0b33, teamalltwilight and Pyejammies! ;)
As always, I don't own anything Twilight related or anything else you might recognize in my story. I DO own the idea.
We'll just call them Hot Mama and Jailbait. :) Check the pictures in my FB group: Addicted-to-romione-bedward Fanfiction (link on my profile)
Bella's POV
I've never been so scared as the day Volturi told me straight, as I stepped into his office, that he was going to expel Edward.
After I heard all the sides of the story: Edward, Jacob, Henry – the kid he knocked out cold, and Volturi, I brought out the heavy weapons – my womanly powers. And it worked. I saved Edward…and myself.
Now that school is over, Edward is mostly gone from home with Emmett. I'm gone too, but he's not back until dinner time.
I don't complain because it gives me time to work on his surprise birthday party.
Alice was supposed to be my right hand, but three days after Edward's graduation, she gave birth to a baby girl. She's home with her, while I'm stuck with Jasper and Pete. They're a great help, though. Especially, Pete.
When he heard that we were working on a project for Edward, he got involved in this madness. His job is to make a collage of pictures. Edward passed his love of computers to the kid and we can't take him away from it without wails and kicks.
Two days before June twentieth, I'm done with all the preparations. Jasper's at the clinic, Alice is with the baby, and I'm home too - supposedly relaxing.
Actually, I am relaxing.
I'm on top of the bed with Pete next to me, reading Jules Verne. He likes it better than the children books Jasper left behind.
We're absorbed in the story so when Edward storms into our room, we both jump.
"Oh, fuck!" Edward moans when he sees us. "Hi."
"You get spanking for bad word," Pete announces to him loudly.
I can see something is annoying Edward, but he can't resist the twitch in his lip at Pete's comment. "Oh, then I better watch my mouth."
"How?" Pete asks, frowning, turning to me. "How can he watch his mouth?"
"It's an expression that means he'll be careful with what he says," I explain.
"Oh." He nods. "Will you spank him?"
"No, he's too big for that, but I might make him wash the dishes for…a month." I smirk.
"No, God no! Please, don't."
"Can you stay here alone a little? I need to talk to Edward," I whisper to Pete.
"Not too long…Pete not like alone…" He starts rocking.
"I'm fine, Bella," Edward mutters. "Em drove me crazy – that's all."
"If you say so…" I settle back, wrapping an arm around Pete. "Let's see where we left off."
He immediately finds the paragraph and I rearrange my glasses before continuing to read.
After banging about in the bathroom for a while, Edward comes on the bed next to us and presses a loud kiss on my lips. "You look so fucking sexy with those glasses."
I glance at him, hoping he gets the idea – anything we say is registered by Pete. I don't want him going to Jasper and telling him how we were talking with him next to us.
"I'll reconsider the spanking if you talk like that."
He chuckles and rolls on his side, folding his hands under his head, listening to me read.
Edward is clueless so on his birthday, I play along. I give him a part of the present before he even gets out of bed.
He doesn't complain – how can he when I'm between his legs, sucking him before he opens his eyes?
Emmett is part of the plan as well. He takes Edward to his place around 10 am while I make the last arrangements.
Jasper, Pete and Alice, along with little Sarah, arrive promptly at ten thirty. Then Riley arrives with Dr. Felix. I still remember how shocked I was when he asked if dating a co-worker was acceptable. Thinking he was into the small, blonde nurse, Jane, I said yes – they are close. So a few months ago when Riley came into my office with Felix, I thought something terrible happened again, but they just told me…they were dating. I'd have never guessed either of them was gay, but I congratulated them and told them to keep the PDA to a minimum. Though, like the other couples in the clinic, they didn't listen.
Anyway, with them here, we are just waiting for Emmett to bring my boy back. He'll be surprised, I'm sure.
When they finally arrive with Emmett's girlfriend and a few of their friends from high school, I have to laugh. Edward has a scarf over his eyes and he's cursing left and right, threatening to cut their throats for taking him somewhere to execute him.
Too funny.
"Don't worry, man. We won't dirty our hands with your blood. Here is the executioner." Emmett winks at me and I suddenly don't care that there are people here who don't know about us.
Edward's eighteen.
I pad to him and put my hands on his cheeks, bringing his head down to kiss him softly. "Happy birthday, baby."
He gasps then rips the scarf off his eyes. He looks around shocked then at me. Then he hugs me tightly, raising me off my feet and kissing me fervently. "I love you," he murmurs between kisses.
"I take it you like the surprise."
"Fucking love it." He sets me back on my feet, rubbing a hand on my stomach. "I haven't had a party since…"
"Yeah, too long," I agree. "Now, show your guests to the living room while I bring some appetizers."
I turn to walk to the kitchen but I still can hear Emmett talking with their friends. "See, told ya, Eddie boy has a hot mama."
There are snickers and a loud shout of pain – definitely Emmett's.
"Fucking stop it, Em!" I hear Edward yelling.
"You used to find it funny. I guess become a dad makes you gloomy and all serious."
I snicker as I enter the room with the trays. I need to save Emmett apparently because he's taking it too far. Edward's too protective lately.
I sit next to Edward, trying to keep him calm, but apparently the only one able to make him happy is Pete. Everyone's shocked at their close relationship, but I love seeing him so close to the little guy. He doesn't truly understand Pete, but all the kid needs is a friend, and Edward's his best friend.
It turns out to be an amazing birthday party. Apparently I'm good at this.
In the late afternoon, Edward goes to his room with his friends, while I stay in the living room with Alice and Jasper.
I'm still surprised they hit it off so quickly, but that's love at first sight – true love. Jazz accepted Alice's baggage, while she accepted his.
"Is it hard?" I ask Alice when Jazz goes with Pete to the kitchen to make him a snack.
"Having a baby?" she wonders, holding her little one closer. She just woke up and started fussing.
I nod, staring at her baby.
"Honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing half of the time. If Jasper didn't wake at night and help, I'd look like a zombie."
"Yeah..." I take my glass off the table and drink some juice, trying to calm my nerves. "I don't expect Edward to help. I know he'll want to be...involved, but he's so young." I moan, closing my eyes. "What the hell was I thinking?"
"Weren't you on the pill?"
"Apparently, it wasn't effective," I grumble. "Don't take it wrong. I want this..." I rub a hand on my rounding stomach. "...but Alice, all I can think of is how I ruined Edward's future. When we started this relationship, I didn't see it going somewhere specific, though he insisted I was the one. Yeah, well...I wished it was true, but now? Now even if he at some point wants out, he will feel obliged to stay with me."
"Bella, the kid loves you more than you give him credit for," Jasper informs me as he returns to us.
"You think?" I whisper.
"Don't you trust him? Heck, you can see it from miles away!"
I feel my heart constricting.
Could Edward love me just as much as I love him?
We need to talk tonight.
The party breaks around seven that evening. Edward disappears upstairs after closing the door behind our guests.
"Hey, I need help here!" I shout after him.
Long gone are the times he offered to wash with me. I have no idea why he lost interest in that, but maybe he had a motive before. Whatever the reason, I need his help because I'm not allowed to get tired.
"Edward, for crissake!" I yell.
I hear him bounding down the stairs then coming to a halt in the kitchen doorway. "What?"
Is he joking? I wonder in disbelief.
"Wash the dishes! What the hell happened to the times you used to help?"
"Uh..." He scratches his head. "I was feeding Fish."
I narrow my eyes at him.
"I'm not lying."
"Still, get your butt to the sink and wash the dishes. I'm going to clean in the living room."
"Aw...no me wash, you rinse?" He pouts.
"NO!" I snap.
God, I'm tired and he's annoying me.
I'm aware I'm more snappy and my emotions are all over the place, but he's not helping my temper either.
Later that night when we relax in bed, he wraps his arms around me, burrowing his face in my chest.
"Sorry, love."
"You're forgiven," I whisper, stroking his hair. "Now sleep, we have an appointment with Kate at eight and I don't want you moaning that you want five more minutes of sleep."
He chuckles, snuggling better against me, putting a hand on my stomach. I cover his hand with mine and settle, ready to fall asleep.
As predicted, it takes me half an hour to get him to wake up. Between preparing breakfast, washing and getting dressed, I come to him constantly, shaking him and trying to get him to open his eyes. Finally, when I'm about to leave him sleep because he's apparently really tired, he stirs, groaning and stretching.
We arrive at the clinic right on time.
Kate allows us inside, joking that she thought I was bailing.
I point at the sleepyhead that is already making himself comfortable on the couch, stretching his legs in front of him, folding his arms over his chest and closing his eyes. "His fault," I tell Kate, laughing.
"Not my fault I need to sleep."
"You better stay awake or don't you want to know what Bella's having? We can find the sex today."
"Really?" I exclaim, already hopping on the bed.
A few questions later, we're staring at the monitor. Kate's pointing to different parts of the baby and I can't keep my tears from falling.
Edward's frowning at the monitor, mumbling that he can't see anything.
Aw, he's too cute for his own good. Sleepy and confused.
"Do you want to know the sex?" Kate asks quietly.
"Of course!" I exclaim, excited.
She glances at Edward then announces us, "You're going to have a little girl!"
Edward turns to me, beaming. I can see he's not really grasping the enormity of what's going on, but he will...once she's out.
Keep an eye on my stories...I'm going to post a new one soon (tonight or this weekend). It's called Black Hole - who is in my FB group knows of it because I posted a teaser some time ago.