Bella POV

August 27th 2011

I just knew that Edward was going to mention it as soon as we got in the car. Emma sat in the back playing with Edwards phone, completely oblivious to the conversation, and potential argument that was about to start.

"Bella please..." Edward started just as we pulled out of the driveway.

"Do not even mention it, I swear to god if the next words out of your mouth have anything to do with my mother or my birthday I won't be responsible for my actions." I snapped and leant my head back in my hand where my elbow was leaning against the window.

My other hand rested lightly on my bulging stomach.

Aside from my temper, other ugly side effects of pregnancy were starting to rear their heads, such as back cramp and... It was embarrassing to even think it, constipation.

"Love she's your mother..." he started quietly.

"Edward." I snapped, turning my head quickly to glare at him, "I said I don't want to talk about it okay... please." I whispered.

IN truth I hated the way my relationship with my mother was, I wanted nothing more for it to go back to how it was, like my relationship with Esme was... but honestly I couldn't forgive what she had said about Edward and my being pregnant with Emma when Edward had been in the accident.

In truth, I hated her for it, and that particular feeling, however sad I might be, wouldn't change.

"Hey." Edwards soft voice floated over to me and his hand ran down my arm, travelling to rest over my own which was on my stomach. He took it and gave it a gentle squeeze.

I turned to see him looking anxiously out of the front windshield, his eyes firmly on the road.

"Yes?" I whispered back. His eyes darted to mine and he smiled at me sadly.

"Its okay to be sad you know, I just don't want you going through it alone."

I lifted his hand to kiss his knuckles, "I'm never sad when I'm with you Edward."

He smiled slightly, "I love you."

"I love you to Edward." I whispered.

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Edward wrapped his arm around my waist as we watched in the arrivals terminal of the airport. Emma was holding Edwards hand in both of hers and he was twirling her around like a princess. I smiled at seeing her and Edward play together, he was such an effortless and fantastic father, and I was more than positive that he would be when our next baby came along.

"Grandma Renee!"

My eyes snapped up as Emma rushed forwards, jumping into my mother's arms.

I tensed upon seeing her and Edward rubbed my back gently, leaning down to whisper in my ear.

"Easy love think of the baby."

I glanced up at him and he gave me his best stern gaze. I sighed and gave a small nod, him kissing the top of my head.

"Thank you." He whispered.

Phil appeared then, Phil, I had no problem with.

He shook Edward hand and hugged me. My mother hugged Edward, who returned it more out of courtesy more than anything. She then reached for me, and Edward looked at me pointedly

I sighed and hugged her, although it was awkward, as I really didn't want anything to do with her, I was here for Emma, as it was important for her to know her grandmother, I wouldn't force her to not know someone like that.

Edward supported my decision and kept his own council on it, rather than shouting the odds and forcing me into a decision.

Edward took my hand as soon as I was free of my mother's grip. She stood there awkwardly while Phil hailed a cab, as far as Emma knew, there was no room in the car for Phil and Renee, even though it was really me, refusing outright that they were not to ride with us.

Because we were going to Carlisle and Esme's in the morning as Edward was working, we made up the excuse of wanting to get as much sleep as possible, which meant I said a good night to my mother, and closed the car door rather forcefully as Edward pulled away.

He took my hand and I glanced in the rear-view mirror to see Emma fast asleep, the sun setting behind the tress.

"See now, that wasn't so hard was it." He said quietly.

I swallowed and looked down at my lap, "please don't let mine and Emma's relationship turn out like that."

Edward sighed, "It doesn't have to be this way you know. You could forgive and forget."

"no Edward. "I whispered, "I can't."

I was more or less asleep when we pulled up at the house. Edward let Emma out of the car and then opened my door, he slid his arms round me and lifted me into his chest.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, "You shouldn't be able to lift a seven month pregnant women this easily." I mumbled.

He chuckled as he carried me into the lounge and laid me down gently on the sofa, sitting down on the edge facing me, "Carrying you over the threshold is part of my job description."

I giggled as he stroked my stomach and kissed my forehead. Emma bounded in and grabbed Edwards hand.

"Dance with me daddy." She exclaimed and I smiled as Edward scooped her up and carried her over to the centre of the room, where he set her gently on his feet, and held her hands as he waltzed them both properly around the room.

She giggled and he stroked her hair gently, "Daddy?"

"yes Angel?" He breathed and crouched down in front of her.

She pulled him into a hug around his neck and he laughed as she told him seriously.

"You're the best prince charming ever."

I smiled happily and stroke my stomach, everything looked bright and shiny, and I knew that as long as I had Edward, everything would be okay.