I forgot to mention, but Bella and the gang are all eighteen now. Emily is almost two, and this is a few days after the wedding. Follow me on twitter? Link is on home page. Enjoy.

Who's at the door?

My new, shiny ring weighed a tonne on my finger. It glistened in the light as I moved my hand back and fourth. A smile spread across my face as I observed the ring, memories of our wedding filling my head.

I never, ever thought I would be this lucky. My husband is amazing, as is my daughter. My family have always been there for me, and I hope they always will be. My friends have been so supportive of my situation. I couldn't ask for anything better.

The loud bell rang, making me jump. The class room filled with giggled and boisterous laughs. I rolled my eyes.

"You can go home now. I'll see you all tomorrow." I went and sat behind me desk, frowning at the untidy room. Crayons and pens, crushed into the carpet. A single pencil floating in the gold fish bowl. Every now and then, the fish would come up and bump it with it's nose, investigating.

I put my hand bag on the desk, searching for my phone. I smiled when my hand came in contact with the cold metal and I pulled it out. I pressed the 'On' button and waited for it to load. It finally loaded and I clicked on my email inbox. I groaned when I pressed the wrong button. Edward insisted on getting me an Iphone the day after our wedding, I still don't know how to use it properly.

I put the phone back on the desk, turning to the stack of original writing papers waiting to be graded. These children may only be eleven and twelve but they are a bright group of children. A knock sounded on the door, making me look up.

When I saw who was standing there I groaned. HE stood there, a bright smile on his face. He looked like the Cheshire cat from Alice in wonderland.

"Knock, knock." His obnoxious voice rang out in the room as he walked over to me, trying to be seductive, I think. It's not working.

"What do you want?" I sighed. I wasn't trying to be rude but I have had enough of this man. Everyday he tries it on with me, not matter how many times I remind him of my husband and daughter.

"To see the hottest woman here." He smirked.

"I'm married James." I sighed again. He nodded.

"I know." He shrugged.

I turned my attention back to the papers. I could feel his stare on the top of my head as he sat on a table just in front of me. My eyes flashed to the phone, tempted to just ring Edward to come pick me up. I do have a car, but I don't like to use it. As all the Cullen cars are, it's very flashy and I don't want to bring it to school. I use the Volvo most of the time, but Edward needed it today so he dropped me off on his way.

"I didn't see your car this morning. Do you need a lift home?" I glared up at him.

"No, I'm fine." I snapped. I know I sound rude, but he just gets on my last nerve.

"How will you get home?" He pushed.

"Edward is coming to pick me up." I answered bluntly. He looked amused.

"Am I annoying you?" He asked. I looked up, raising my eyebrow at him.

"You know you are. Now, as you can see, I am busy. Do you mind, I don't know, leaving?" He shrugged.

"I will, but I know you want me baby. Just say the word and I will be here." He stood and left.

I sighed in relief and continued doing the papers. They were all done within an hour and I was soon sat in the car, my hand in Edwards. I couldn't help but smile out the window as Edward ran his thumb over my hand. He traced word over my palm, 'I love you'. My heart swelled with pride.

When we arrived at the house, I practically fell out the car, just wanting to see my daughter, to let her take my bad day away. I opened the front door, dropped my bag and went into the living room. I dropped onto the settee with a huff.

"Mama." Emily squealed, running towards me. She held her arms open as she came. I smiled and bent down, letting her run into my arms.

"Hey baby. Have you been good for nana?" I asked, raising my eyes brow.

"She has been an angel." Esme smiled, walking into the room. She had on an apron and it was covered in flour. She was also wiping her hands on a tee-towel.

"That's good." I stood, balancing Emily on my hip. "How have you been?" I asked Esme, placing a kiss on her cheek.

"I'm fine thank you darling, how was work?" I shrugged, not wanting to talk about it. Esme just nodded, she knows about the whole James situation.

The front door slammed and we turned to see Edward walked n, a smile don his face as his eyes settled on his daughter.

"Mils!" He chuckled.

"Dada!" She squealed. Wriggling and holding hr arms out to him, trying to get to her father. I chuckled and handed her over. Edward started calling Emily, Mily, not long ago. He said Emily was to long. I like it, but refuse to call her it, all the time.

The egg timer went of in the kitchen and Esme left, going to get something out of the oven. The smell of fresh cupcakes and cookies overwhelmed me. I followed the smell into the kitchen, my mouth watering. Esme was bent over, getting trays out the oven. A tray of cookies had already been left out to cool and I was about to take one, when.

"Don't even think about it." Esme stopped me. I smiled sheepishly as she turned around, looking at me over her shoulder.

"Just one?" I asked, trying to look innocent and holding up one finger. She rolled her eyes.

"Go on then. "I clapped my hands and took a cookie. I moaned as the warm, sweet treat melted In my mouth. It tasted better than it smelt and I finished it with in seconds. Esme's cookies are the best.

"Nana cookie." Emily walked into the kitchen. Esme smiled and grabbed one, braking it into four. She grabbed a plastic plate and put the pieces on it before handing it to her.

"Go careful, it's hot." Esme warned. Emily smiled and took the plate. She dropped to the floor, dropping the cookie from the plate in the process. Before I could do anything, she pieces up the pieces and ate one.

"Is that nice?" I asked her, my brow raised. She smiled and nodded.

"Yummy." She rubbed her stomach, like I do when I try to get her to eat something.

I watched as she ate, wearing most of it. When she finished, she lifted the plate, looking for some more.

"More?" She asked, looking up at me. I grabbed a wet wipe and shook my head.

"No. Wait till after dinner." She nodded.

I helped Esme make dinner, while Edward went back to work. His hours at the hospital have been all over the place recently, but he has Carlisle for company. Rose and Emmett are coming over tonight, and Alice and Jasper are coming tomorrow. I can't wait to see the twins again. Rose has been so busy with them she hasn't had time to visit us.

Emily's laugh made me smile as she watched some cartoon on the television. Esme and I both had smiles on our faces as we listened. Emily is so cute sometimes.

"She's growing up so fast." I mused.

"She sure is. But she gets so much more beautiful everyday. She's so much like you." I blushed at the comment. She is getting so big. It's scary to think she will be starting school soon. Then a few year later, she will have her first boy friends, her first kiss. So many first have been with her, but so many more are coming.

"What's got you thinking so hard Belly?" Emmett boomed walking into the kitchen.

"Nothing. How are you?" I asked. He smiled.

"Couldn't be better." I was lifted into a bear hug, Emmett style.

"Where's Rose?" Esme asked, eager to see the babies. Emmett gestured to the living room.

I was the first one in, closely followed by Esme. Emmett trailed in to and went over to Emily, lifting her out the play pen. Rose was at on the settee, a double pram next to her. She was leaning in, doing something with them. She smiled at us before carrying on with what she was doing.

She sat up once she had finished and smiled again.

"Hello." She beamed.

"Hey Rosie." I chuckled. She scowled at the name.

"Hello darling. How are you?" Esme sat next to her, trying to get a peak at the twins.

"I'm fine thanks. " She leaned over and got Connor out the pram, handing him to Esme. She fussed over him as he slept in her arms. Next Rose got Kelly out, handing her to me. I stared at awe at the tiny little baby in my arms. Her little nose and pink lips looked perfect against her blonde hair.

She scrunched up her tiny nose before a yawn sounded from her lips. I 'Aww'ed' before going over and plopping down next to Esme. Kelly's blonde hair as flat against her head, only one little bit stood up from the rest. I freed one of my hands and flattened it out. Her soft hair was like silk under my hand.

"How are they sleeping?" Esme asked. We both turned to look at Rose, waiting for her answer. I chuckled quietly when I looked over. Rose was sat, her head resting on the back of the settee. Her eyes were shut and her mouth was partly open.

"Not to well at the moment. Connor will wake up, cry, then wake Kelly up. It happens every hour or so. If it isn't one it's the other. Rose's isn't sleeping well. I do get up, but she tells me to go back to sleep." Emmett shrugged. We both nodded.

After a little while, me and Esme swapped. Connor was slightly heavier than Kelly, but the same length. He slept soundly, as Kelly did. His brown hair was hidden under a tiny hat, his hands in little blue mittens. I looked over and noticed Kelly was wearing the same mittens, but hers are pink.

"I want another one." I admitted. Emmett snorted.

"You can baby sit these, let Rose get some sleep." I nodded eagerly.

I said "Yes" at the same time Esme said "No." We both giggled quietly, waking Rose up in the process. I felt bad instantly.

"Rose, go up to Emmett's old room. Lay down. I'll watch the twins." She didn't even put up a fight. She simply nodded and dragged herself off the settee, going up the stairs. I stood up, taking Connor into the kitchen with me.

Connor began to fuss, so I took him to Emmett handing him over. After a bottle he calmed again. Kelly was silent, not making a noise as she slept in the pram. I watched her chest rising and falling with every breath. Seeing her reminds me of Emily when she was tiny.

I sat next to Emmett as he had both babies in his arms, waiting for Esme to finish with dinner. The door bell rang and I got up, going to answer it. I opened the door and gasped, slamming it shut again.

Cliffy? Who's at the door? Have a guess? Tell me in a review? Do you like it? Are all these questions annoying you?

Thanks for reading.

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