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August 9th 2010
What could I say about working the night shift in Forks General A&E.
Good points were that I got to be at home during the day with my two favourite girls. Bad points, we couldn't really do anything or go anywhere, because Bella was pregnant and I was on a totally different body clock. Aside from this, the whole set-up was really rather glorious.
I walked up the stairs of our house and looked around Emma's door. She was still asleep, and I hoped her mother would be, after all it was only eight o clock, and they both could benefit from a lie in.
I walked into our bedroom to see Bella sat up in bed reading, she grinned when she saw me.
"Heya." She whispered and I beamed, walking over to kiss her, sitting down on the edge of the bed facing her, our lips touching gently.
"Good morning." I whispered.
She smiled and I rubbed her stomach with my other hand and she looked down at my other, which was holding a paper bag.
"What's that?" She asked.
I smiled and lifted it up, "I brought you breakfast."
She beamed and all but ripped it from me. I chuckled as she opened it and took a large bite of the muffin I had purchased.
After all she was five months pregnant, so I couldn't really blame her for being hungry, nowadays there wasn't really a point where she wasn't hungry, but it was still nice to see her eat. Happily and not suffer from morning sickness.
I didn't however, smile when a look of revulsion swept over her face and she put the muffins firmly back in the bag.
"What's the matter?" I asked, and a list of things ran though my brain, food poisoning, was she going to be sick, morning sickness.
She glared at me, A savoury muffin?" She demanded.
I blinked and her face just got more and more livid, "There is enough disappointment in the world Edward without that." She snapped and shoved the bag back at me, muffin crumbs hitting my face from the top of it.
"A Savoury Muffin." She muttered and rolled onto her side away from me. I frowned and rubbed her side, kissing her neck.
"Sweetheart I'm sorry." I whispered.
I pulled back when I heard her sniffing, "What's wrong Bella?"
She swallowed, "I'm sorry."
"Oh hey... hey come on." I whispered and lay down behind her, spooning into her back and kissing her neck gently.
"It's okay my love." I breathed, "Really."
She turned her head slightly to look at me, "Really?"
I nodded, "yeh."
She smiled and I lay down beside her, wondering where exactly my plan for breakfast in bed had gone down crap avenue alongside its friend general cock-up.
Of course, in recent years I had taken coming home to my wife of an evening or morning and lying with her in my arms in our bed for granted. It was just something, one of the luxurious I got to enjoy.
Although of course, it hadn't always been like that.
September 8th 2005
"There... all done." I said and wrapped the tape around the last box. I then sat back on the end of the bed and ran a hand through my already messy hair. I looked around the room, most of Bella's stuff, well all of it was packed in cardboard boxes that were labelled and taped around the room.
I sighed, smiling and looking down at my hands. I was more than looking forward to having her share my bed every night, officially under the same roof as a couple.
I turned my head to the side to see her walk in the room, her hands on the bottom of her back supporting her spine. I frowned, she had been having trouble with her back since her stomach had started growing, and Carlisle had voiced his concerns privately to me about how much weight she had to gain in such a short amount of time.
So, under my careful watch, Bella had been eating three meals a day, large enough to keep two adults alive. She often complained and shouted at me for it, but I just ignored her and carried on as we were, and I think it was earning me some serious brownie points with her father.
"Heya love." I smiled and she sat down on the bed beside me, before meeting my gaze and groaning, and giving in to lie down more comfortably on the bed.
I smiled and lay beside her, popped up on one elbow, my head resting in the corresponding palm, the other hand rubbing her stomach gently.
She sighed and rested her hands by her head, closing her eyes and smiling slightly.
"Thank you." She whispered.
I was confused, "What for?"
She opened her eyes and reached up to touch my cheek, "For helping me pack all this stuff up."
I thought that the answer it that would have been blindingly obvious, "Well I wasn't about to let you do it, imagine the trouble you could get yourself into with cardboard." I teased and she pouted.
I grinned and kissed her protruding bottom lip.
"You know I love you." I whispered.
She beamed, "I know you do."
We both looked up to the sound of heavy footsteps reaching the doorway. Charlie leant against he door and sighed, shaking his head.
"What?" Bella asked and I stiffened, praying he didn't have his gun behind his back.
Charlie sighed, smiling slightly, "It annoys me how comfortable I am with you being in the same bed."
"We aren't in it." I defended quickly and Charlie chuckled.
"And it's not like you don't know we haven't shared one before." She stressed and looked at where my hand rested on her stomach pointedly.
He shrugged and stood upright, "Your mum phoned Edward. She said that we are all going over there for dinner tonight." He told us.
I nodded and so did Bella, he then smiled and went off back downstairs. Bella smiled and touched my cheek.
"We'll be okay wont we?" She asked quietly.
I leant up more, "What does that mean?" I couldn't help the frown that was forming on my face.
She sighed, "Nothing I just... I don't want to do this alone."
I leant down to let my breath wash over her face, "You won't have to."
She smiled slightly and I kissed her cheek and then her stomach, she giggled as my eyes travelled back up her body to meet hers.
"I will always look after you." I whispered, "And I will never stop loving you."
She smiled and locked her hands in my hair, a welcome invitation clearly set upon her lips.