Edward POV

My shoes skidded along the pavement as I left the car just about locked. I flew through the car lot and rounded the last corner into the school. A woman who I recognised as Emma's teacher appeared at the school door. She turned away from me to shake hands with someone I couldn't see.

But when I saw her, my heart contracted, and then the other jewel in my eye arrived beside her mother.

"Thank you for coming Mrs Cullen, it was nice to see you again, it's a shame about your husband..." She trailed off when Bella interrupted.

"He's working late, something about a traffic accident." Bella said firmly, the excuse she always gave whenever anybody enquired as to where I was.

"Ah yes, doctor Cullen...well... maybe next time. I'll see you at school tomorrow Emma." Emma's teacher, Mrs Raydon said and patted Emma on the head.

Her bronze hair bounced and she beamed, although slightly tiredly as she waved goodbye.

"Thanks again Mrs Cullen, you should be very proud." Mrs Raydon continued and greeted another set of parents before walking them back into the school.

Bella sighed and shifted the stack of letters she had in her arms as well as steering Emma forwards.

"What are we having for dinner...? " Emma chirped as she skipped down the pavement towards me. A smile lit across my face as her eyes met mine and she beamed.

"Daddy!" She cried and leapt into my arms. I held her tight to me and spun around, kissing her hair as she squealed.

"Heya Emsicle..." I crooned and she giggled at the childish nickname.

"Did you make me proud?" I laughed and she nodded.

"She made us so proud that we are going to Grandma and Granddads for dinner." Bella's voice came from beside me and I glanced at her anxiously but she smiled at me, stretching up to kiss my cheek.

"Good evening love." She whispered in my ear and I smiled, setting Emma on the floor as she bounced over to the car.

"How are you?" I asked and pulled her into a hug, discreetly taking the stack of letters from her which received a frown. I smiled and reached down to rub her swollen stomach.

"Both of you?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes and covered my hand in hers, "we are both fine, please stop worrying?"

"You haven't felt nauseous, dizzy, over tired..." I started to reel off the list of possible complications that a woman could face in pregnancy, as a doctor, I knew most of them off by heart.

This meant most of the time this act earnt me a round of shouting from my wife about being over protective, so I kept most of my worrying to myself.

Most of it anyway.

"Daddy and mummy come on!" Emma shouted as I leant down to touch my lips to Bella's.

I chuckled and wrapped my arm over my pregnant wife's shoulder, leading her back to her car as Emma hopped in the back.

I opened her door for her and she put her bag inside, standing on the other side of it to me as she stretched over the top to kiss me.

"I'll see you at mum and dad's." I whispered, knowing that dad would probably still be at work, and that we might just catch him before we had to take Emma home to bed, and I made sure Bella was resting and realized before we both fell into our bed.

Bella lips touched mine and I pecked her quickly once again before she could get in the car.

"I love you, be careful." I called as she drove away, waving at me over her shoulder as she drove away. I laughed and climbed in my own car, following Bella as she drove all the way to mum and dads.

We pulled up at the same time and she glared at me as I took her hand immediately and helped her from the car, then steered her towards the house as my mother opened the door.
"Bella darling!" Esme cried and Bella laughed, rushing forwards to be swept up in a hug by my mother. Emma took my hand and pulled me towards my mum.

"Emma come here!" Esme gushed and scooped Emma up, hugging her tight; I rolled my eyes and wrapped one arm around Bella's waist. My mother and daughter spent too much time together I was sure, they loved one another so much... and it wasn't as though they hadn't seen one another this morning.

"How are you Emma?" Esme asked as we walked into their house.

"I'm fine grandma, although mum wasn't very well this morning." Emma said, reminding me of more of her childish innocence. She was my biggest ally in knowing what was going on with my wife.

It took all of my self control not to stop walking.

"Edward." Bella warned.

I shot a look at her, "You were sick this morning?"

She glared at me, "I'm pregnant, I have morning sickness, and you're a doctor catch up here... god..." She muttered and followed Esme into the kitchen. I sat with Emma on the sofa, her giving me a step by step account of her day as my mother and my wife prepared dinner.