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Surprise, surprise

BPOV

In the days since my birthday things had almost returned to normal. Well, as normal as my life could be. I still didn't go out alone, but I didn't feel like I needed to stay at the apartment all the time either. Esme and I went back to seeing the kids in pediatrics on Wednesdays. Rose and Alice would often pick me up to go shopping, or to lunch where we would discuss Rose's upcoming wedding or my plans for a nursery. We had also gone to another home game for Emmett; he was on cloud nine with the Bears sitting at 3-1 and him being lauded as one of the best rookies in the league. My novel was progressing nicely with so much time to devote to it; I had even started going back to edit and revise previous chapters. Edward's curiosity about what it entailed was heightened and I started softening on the eventuality of letting him read it sometime in the future. It did make me happy that he took such an interest in what had begun as just a hobby for me. Perhaps, it could end up being more than a hobby? Was it possible that being an author is really what I wanted in life?

Two weeks after my birthday, Edward and I arrived at Dr. Young's office for my monthly check-up. I couldn't help feeling a little leery as we walked in, knowing that it was one of her ex-employees that helped Tanya access information about me; but I also knew that Emily had immediately fired Lauren upon hearing what she had done. That fact alone had me feeling a little more confident this visit would go smoothly. Edward had continued monitoring my blood pressure from home and I had been maintaining normal levels since all the stress of the wedding and Tanya had subsided. Edward stood beside me, holding my hand, as I hopped up on the examination bed. Emily came in soon after I had settled. Her eyes were apologetic as she came around the bed to stand close to me.

"Bella, before we start, I wanted to personally apologize for the fact that one of my employees played a part in the stress and worry you had to endure. I am so sorry." Her kind eyes were so sad and I wanted to comfort her, knowing it hadn't been her fault. I patted her hand that she had placed on the bed beside me.

"Dr. Young, you don't need to apologize. Edward told me you fired Lauren when he told you what she did. I appreciate that you went to that length and that you care for my well-being; and honestly I'm really feeling much better." The small smile that appeared on her face assured me that my message had been conveyed. Dr. Young nodded and moved to grab the blood pressure cuff. I really admired that with me she did all the testing herself, rather than handing the menial tasks off to one of her technicians. Just another perk of having a husband as one of her colleagues I suppose. She opened my file as she checked my vitals, and started asking me about my symptoms.

"So, tell me about how you are feeling. Are you still experiencing extreme nausea and fatigue?" she asked, looking between my face and the monitor. I felt Edward squeeze my hand.

"It's been getting better. I'm usually only sick about once a day now, and I am definitely keeping more food down. I'm still tired, but I am able to take naps in the afternoons." She nodded at me and smiled.

"Well, your blood pressure looks fine, Bella, completely normal. Let's take a look at your baby, OK?" I grinned and nodded at her, looking over to see Edward's bright smile mirroring mine. She set up the ultrasound and put the frigid gel on my belly. "Alright, well you are around eleven weeks now, let's see…" Her voice broke off as she watched the screen. I was caught off guard when I heard the gasp come from Edward. My eyes went from the screen to his startled face and I felt the blood drain from mine.

What was happening? Was something wrong with my baby?

"Edward, what is it? What's going on?" I asked in an almost hysterical voice.

"Um...uh…is that what I think it is?" I watched as his head turned from the screen to look at Emily. I followed his glance to see her face. She seemed surprised, yet was also smiling. I wanted to scream at them to tell me what they were seeing.

"What?" I practically yelled. Emily looked at me.

"How do you feel about twins, Bella?" she asked, a hint of humor coloring her voice.

Twins? Holy hell. Of course it shouldn't shock me that Edward, my personal sex god, would also be blessed with super sperm.

Although I could hear Edward and Emily speaking to each other, I didn't comprehend a word they were saying. The stunning news had thrown me in a daze. I was going to have TWO babies; two babies, at the same time. I had been worried about being a good enough mother for one baby and now there would be two.

"Bella?" I felt Edward squeezing my hand. "Baby, are you alright?" I felt his lips on my forehead and his fingers brushing my hair back. Inner bad girl was on strike, not even wanting to comment on his magical fingers.

"I'm OK." I meant to say, but I think it may have come out as some unintelligible mumbling by the confused looks Edward and Emily were giving me. I heard her say something about allowing me some time to let it sink in, before she walked out the door. Suddenly, inner bad girl started doing the Macarena when Edward's mouth descended on mine in a sizzling kiss. My daze went straight from baby-induced to Edward-induced as his tongue devoured mine. My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck before my fingers wound through his hair. I was mid-moan when he pulled back, looking into my eyes.

"We're having twins." His gleeful declaration appeared to bring me out of my stupor and I began to share his excitement. "What are you thinking, love? Are you happy?" he asked me, his eyes dancing. I nodded my head, trying to find my voice.

"Yes, I'm happy. It's just a little overwhelming. I really hope I can do this." He hugged me tight. I hadn't told him my fears about not knowing how to be a mother. I really needed to talk to Esme soon. Maybe she could tutor me.

After a few more calming minutes, Edward accompanied me to the front desk to make another appointment in a few weeks. Although my vitals had returned to normal and I was progressing beautifully, Emily still wanted to see me again in three weeks due to my carrying multiples. Once we were in the car, I asked Edward to take me to a bookstore. I wanted to buy some books giving me as much information as possible on carrying twins and motherhood in general. He of course happily obliged, buying a dozen different books both for him and me.

Later that night, I was coming out of the bathroom after washing my face and brushing my teeth and saw Edward sitting up in bed, reading one of the new baby books. He was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of pajama bottoms; but that wasn't what stopped me in my tracks. The black-framed reading glasses perched on his nose, as he was engrossed in the book, set my girly parts on fire. He rarely wore the glasses, preferring contacts so he wasn't bothered at work; I absolutely loved the way they made him look so studious, knowledgeable, educated, even just a little geeky. I squeezed my thighs together, practically panting with my desire for him. Inner bad girl was reciting the Pythagorean theorem. I watched his eyes scanning the page, his lips slightly pursed as if he were deep in thought. He turned the page and I imagined the scent of the fresh pages mixed with Edward's manly smell; and I tried to keep myself from moaning out loud. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen, and I wasn't even factoring in his chiseled body. My brain should probably be studied somewhere. I was surely odd for getting turned on by glasses and the smell of books.

He glanced my way and I whimpered seeing those emerald greens looking over the top of his frames. A few locks of his unruly bronze hair messily fell over his forehead. His crooked smirk appeared and I wanted to kiss it away.

"What are you looking at, baby?" My muscles quivered from his velvety tones. I just kept staring, and he shifted a little, grabbing his glasses. I saw a hint of pink tingeing his cheeks. "Sorry, I took out my contacts and I wanted to start reading this. I'll take these off." I held out my hand and almost cried out in response to stop him. He looked at me in question. Was it possible that he thought I didn't like them? Was he self-conscious about the glasses? I walked over to the bed, trying to tone down my lust enough to talk to him.

"Leave those on, Edward; trust me when I say, I have never wanted you more." His eyes widened and his lips parted in surprise at my declaration. I grabbed the book from his hands, lifting it to my face for a moment to take a whiff, and then tossing it on the other side the bed. "You won't be needing that anymore," I said, before climbing up to straddle him.

My hands roamed his chest and abdomen, indulging in every rise and crevice. All the while, my eyes transfixed on his, which were highlighted by the spectacles remaining on his face. I leaned forward slowly until my lips found his, leisurely tasting while deepening the kiss. His hands had gripped my hips, firmly pressing me against his ever-increasingly hard length. My arms went around his neck, pulling myself closer to him as I moaned into his mouth. I felt him groan when his hands snuck under my nightie, revealing my panty-less bottom.

"You are not wearing any panties, my love." I chuckled at his husky tone.

"Nope. I wanted you to have easy access." My lips went to his ear as I spoke softly to him. "Do you have any idea how hot you look in these glasses, Dr. Cullen?"

"You think I look hot in them?" he asked, sounding so unsure. Did he not have a mirror? I hummed in his ear and nibbled on his lobe.

"Oh, yes. You had me panting from across the room. You always make me hot, but these glasses almost made me explode as soon as I saw them on you." If he needed a little reassuring, I would give it to him. Lord knows he did it for me often enough. "You are very sexy, Dr. Cullen. I may never let you out of this bed again. I may throw away all your contact lenses. Don't put it past me," I told him as my hand reached down to stroke him. I felt his breath coming faster before he flipped us over and hovered above me. Those pajama pants were flung across the room a moment later. His hands escaped under my nightie, cupping my breasts while his mouth attacked mine. I wrapped my legs around him, wanting him inside me.

"Bella." I heard him moan my name between kisses. His fingers stroked me, making sure I was ready before guiding himself into me.

"Oh, that feels so good," I said when he started pushing in and pulling out. I opened my eyes to take in his face. His eyes were closed and his lips slightly parted, with those sexy spectacles still sitting on his nose.

"Tell me, Bella. Tell me what it feels like," he said between his moans and grunts. He wanted me to talk to him.

"There's no better feeling in the world. I feel like I am going to explode when you are inside of me; big and hard, sliding in and out. Only you can fill me up like this." I watched his lips turn up almost into a smile as his thrusting increased in intensity.

"Yes. Yes," he said, emphasizing two thrusts. "Tell me more." He gasped out.

"I love how you feel so big and strong on top of me. Thrusting in so deep, making me yours." I felt my muscles clamping down around him, so close to orgasm. My words were exciting me as much as him, and watching his face as he neared his peak was setting me off. "Only you can make me come like this," I said before I cried out in pleasure. I felt him drive in and still as he released, moaning my name. Eventually, I felt his warm kisses return in our afterglow.

"That was amazing, baby. You know I love it when you talk to me." He grinned down at me.

"I will do anything you want if you wear those glasses again." I told him. The lascivious look on his face made me wonder exactly what his pervy mind might think up.

Whatever it was, I'm pretty sure I would enjoy it.

EPOV

Things seemed to calm down for us after the Tanya episode. Embry had someone watching her moves and let me know that she had barely left her apartment since being fired. Even though she still hadn't fled Chicago, it didn't appear as if she was seeking employment elsewhere. I knew I would be on the phone immediately to any medical facility with which she tried to apply; feeling comfortable that my influence would blackball her from being hired. There was the continual nagging anxiety related to Victoria and James in the back of my mind, but I felt that we were at least prepared if they tried anything and were still having them monitored; although, Embry had told us that Victoria seemed to have a gift of evading her tail often. He suggested that he put a couple guys on her and I agreed. Put a million on her, I don't care about the cost. I just wanted her tracked and kept tabs on.

When we found out about the twins, both Bella and I thought it would be best to tell the rest of the family at Sunday dinner a few days later. It was another home game for the Bears, starting at noon, which allowed us all evening to fill the family in. It was going to be a night of big announcements since I was informed that Alice and Jasper had news and Rose and Emmett had decided on a wedding date. Finding out about the twins was both shocking and exhilarating. Bella seemed in a stupor while I asked Emily why we hadn't seen both sacs on the seven-week ultrasound; Emily told me that sometimes it just happens that way and there is a hidden twin not visualized. She also told me the twins were fraternal and actually dated one as a couple days older than the other. Apparently, Bella and I had conceived both before and after she got to Chicago. I laughed when I heard her mumble something about super sperm. I felt like the luckiest guy in the world, Bella and I had discussed how we wanted kids similar in age and we couldn't get any closer than this. Knowing Bella was carrying two babies, her severe bouts of fatigue and morning sickness made even more sense. Bella was even more stunned than I was. I was beginning to feel like she had doubts about her ability to be a good mother. She had said a couple things to me over the last few weeks that made me wonder, it likely revolved around her growing up without a mother. I tried to assure her that she would make a wonderful mother; her naturally nurturing personality perfectly suited motherhood in my opinion.

When she suggested dropping by a bookstore to buy baby books, I jumped at the chance. Bella loved to learn and I know that she would likely feel much better, with the more knowledge she gained about the changes that would occur with her own body and with the arrival of the twins. One thing I love about Bella is she often does things that I am not expecting; getting turned on by my glasses definitely counted in that category. Not that I am complaining. It was hot seeing her so aroused, even though I had to admit the glasses had always been a bane to me. I had often been ridiculed as a kid for wearing glasses and it had always remained as something that made me feel especially self-conscious. When I was young, I had problems adjusting to contact lenses and the glasses remained a staple for me until later in my high school years. But, the reactions from my Bella made me think I needed to break them out more often.

Once Saturday rolled around, I had decided I couldn't put off the money discussion any longer. I have wanted Bella to be aware of what she now inherited and what she would be responsible for in the off chance something happened to me. I got up early, going to the bakery to get her chocolate croissants and fresh fruit for breakfast, I also stopped and got her flowers; setting everything up on the kitchen table before she came down to start her day. I had been trying to ease her into this, knowing how uncomfortable she felt about my family's money at times. The week before I had showed her how to open the safe in the library and the emergency cash I kept in there, just in case. I made her promise to take it and use it if she ever needed to. I didn't want to imagine a situation where she felt she had to run at a moment's notice, but it was there regardless. Bella smiled as she walked into the kitchen, seeing the breakfast I had set up for us.

"Thank you, Edward, this is wonderful," she said, coming over to kiss my cheek and sit down. Her pregnancy glow was in full force and I admired the way her skin shone and her eyes sparkled; her hair even looked shinier. I had to remind myself to keep my hands to myself until after we were done talking.

"I know these are your favorite," I told her, referring to the pastries. She moaned a little as she bit in, licking the flaky crumbs from her lips. I never knew eating a croissant could be sensual, but Bella doing pretty much anything seemed to have that effect on me. Twitch.

"What is the plan for today?" she asked. I knew she liked to get out on weekends, when I was away from work.

"Do you feel like going to the Art Institute?" She had been hinting that she wanted to go see the museum and I wanted to take her, even though a Saturday viewing would entail avoiding a lot of tourists. Her grin lit up and she nodded at me.

"Yes! That would be fun. I've wanted to go there since I arrived in Chicago. They have so many excellent pieces." With her appeased about the day's activities, I took a deep breath to start the money conversation.

"Baby, we have to talk before we leave. I need to go over some financial papers and have you sign some things for our lawyer." I heard a small sigh escape her lips, but she gave me a small smile. At least she was beginning to thaw on the idea. This insecurity she had, about not feeling worthy of the wealth I had inherited, was slowly dissipating.

"Alright, Edward," she acquiesced. We both cleaned up the table from breakfast and I led her into the study. I pulled out several documents from the safe and sat next to her at her desk.

"Well, first of all, you have been added to all the banking accounts." I handed her the information and cards dealing with joint checking accounts and savings accounts. "If you want to transfer your money into one of these accounts, that is fine. Or if you prefer to keep your account that you still have in Forks, feel free." I watched Bella as she looked over the amounts kept in the accounts. "I usually don't keep a lot of money in those accounts, but those are the ones I use most frequently for things like debit charges or paying bills." I handed her another set of documents. "The largest sums of money are kept in investment savings accounts where I let my attorney and investment banker deal with diversifying and tracking profits and losses. I have told them both that you now have access to all the accounts." Her eyes bugged out when she saw the numbers in those accounts. I knew it was a lot of money, but those also held all my trust fund money from both sets of grandparents.

"Um Edward, what is that number?" she asked, pointing at the sheet.

"That's the comprehensive report over all the holdings and that would be our current total of monetary assets." I rubbed her shoulders, letting it sink in. I stressed that it was ours, not mine. She raised her eyes to meet mine.

"Are you telling me you have over 40 million dollars?" Her voice was shaky and I decided not to tell her that number would multiply if ever the sad days occurred involving the passing of my grandparents or parents.

"No angel, we have that much. I need you to understand that this is now yours, too." I pulled out another of my documents, which I had recently drawn up with my lawyer, expressing my wishes if something were to happen to me. "I need you to be aware of all these things, because if anything were to ever happen to me, this would all go to you. I also want us to discuss putting trust funds into effect as soon as our children are born; although, we don't have to do that today." I continued by assuring her that she need not worry about personally handling the money. I rarely ever contributed to investment research, trusting my advisors to do their jobs. I also informed Bella that she was now included on my shares of Masen Pharmaceuticals. Although neither my parents, nor Alice and I, had been interested in the business end, my grandfather had been adamant that the family retain a majority share of the company. I was positive that our children would immediately have shareholder claims as soon as they were born. I watched her take a couple deep breaths.

"Wow. I'm not sure what to say. I think I need some time to comprehend all of this." She chuckled a little. "I guess one thing is certain, I will never have to worry about my children not being taken care of." She gave me a smile and I knew that she wasn't going to freak out, I exhaled in relief and felt the tension that had built up in my body start to recede. I suppose that it would seem odd to worry that someone would be unhappy when informed of their sudden wealth; but Bella had always been insecure in regards to people thinking she was after my money. I just hoped that after everything, she knew that nobody's opinion mattered except ours and I knew with everything in my heart that Bella wanted me more than anything else.

We spent the rest of the day leisurely exploring the Art Institute of Chicago and then going out for dinner. Our conversations never returned to money issues as I wanted to give Bella as much time as she needed to absorb everything. We did discuss our babies and decided we wanted to learn the sex of our twins as soon as the ultrasound would reveal them. As we were eating, I thought about our apartment and asked Bella about our living arrangements.

"Bella, with twins coming, how do you feeling about our home? Did you want to stay at the apartment or would you rather get a house somewhere a little further from the city? Maybe we could look at some places closer to my parents? You know I could always open my own practice somewhere in the suburbs, I don't have to stay at the hospital." I really didn't. I had been thinking a lot about opening my own practice lately. I wanted to be a part of my children's lives as much as possible. If I was my own boss, I could set my own hours. I knew I didn't want to give up medicine entirely, but I could still have that and spend time with family if I started my own place.

"Would you rather be closer to your parents?" she asked.

"I wouldn't mind it. We can always keep the apartment in the city, in case we need to stay there sometime. I think I might like having a bigger place for our family. What do you think, Bella?" I felt her fingers playing with mine as I held her hand under the table.

"Well, I would love you being able to spend more time at home, especially with our babies. What does opening your own practice entail?"

"I'm not exactly sure, but if this is something that interests you, I will find out." I watched her face break out into a smile.

"Yes. I am interested," I knew she hated my occasional double shifts and on calls. "and I love your parents; I wouldn't mind being closer to them although, I don't really think we need a house that size." I chuckled.

"We have time to be picky. It's a good buyer's market right now and we can pick out something that is perfect." I leaned over and kissed her cheek. I was excited about the prospect of a new home and a new practice.

The next day, we woke up early due to the noon kickoff. The Bears were playing the Carolina Panthers and won the game handily. Emmett had an excellent game, allowing no sacks. The whole family was in a jovial mood when we arrived at my parent's house for dinner. I pulled my father and grandfathers aside before dinner to talk with them about the possibility of Bella and I buying a house nearby and opening my own practice. They all thought it was a terrific idea. Not only would we be closer to all of them, but they had no qualms giving me their negative opinions of raising a family in an apartment, luxury penthouse or not, rather than a house. They all agreed that living in an apartment was fine for bachelorhood, but now that I had a family, I needed to grow up and buy a house. I wasn't sure if I really agreed with that line of thinking, but I took it under consideration. Dad got me contact information for a realtor he had done business with and I promised to call them the next day.

After my conversation with them, I watched Jasper and Alice arrive. Curiously, Jasper was hovering around Alice like an orbiting satellite, not leaving her side. It peaked my interest enough that I questioned him when Alice finally shooed him away.

"What's going on, Jazz?" I asked, handing him a beer and sitting down next to him on the couch. He looked around, noticing we were alone. He was smiling and his eyes shone.

"Alice is pregnant," he said in a low voice, his knee bouncing like he had drank a gallon of coffee. I grinned and punched his arm. I was so happy for them, but I was surprised. Every time I talked to Alice, it had sounded like she wasn't even trying. Was that all a front?

"Congratulations, brother. That's terrific! How far along is she?" I asked. I didn't know what my parents were going to do with the news of all these babies. My mom's head might explode. He shook his head and put his finger to his lips.

"Quiet down. I'm not supposed to say anything; Alice is planning to tell everyone later. She is about ten weeks along." He looked down at his lap, fingering the bottle in his hands. "She didn't want to say anything until she was close to the end of her first trimester." I heard his voice croaking from emotion. What was this all about?

"What's wrong, Jasper?" I put my hand on his shoulder.

"She wouldn't want me telling you this, but she had a miscarriage about ten months ago." He looked at me like he was close to tears. "Edward, it was the hardest thing I had ever been through and it was twenty times harder for her. She was a mess and she didn't want to tell anyone; she thought she was a failure and beat herself up so much over it. I didn't know what to do. I finally convinced her that both of us needed to go to counseling and it helped some." He set the beer on the table and rubbed his hands over his face. "She's been so scared over the last six weeks or so since she found out for sure she was pregnant. I kept telling her that it was alright to be happy about the baby and to tell her family and enjoy this time. I even suggested it would help both her and Bella to go through this together. But, she wouldn't have any of it. She was too scared to believe it was real until we went to another OB appointment a few days ago and the doctor assured her that she was fine and the baby was moving along normally; it was like she could finally take a breath. We are planning to tell the family today." I was stunned silent, not only happy about the news of her pregnancy, but also upset that my sister had gone through all this and I had been completely oblivious. I was such an asshole. How could I not know this was happening?

"God, Jazz. I don't even know what to say. Of course, I am so happy for you both about the baby. I'm just sorry that you and Alice had to go through such an ordeal. I could have been there for you both. Why didn't you tell me?" I watched the sadness wash over his face again.

"She wouldn't let me say a word. I think she felt ashamed." He looked angry and shook his head. "I couldn't talk any sense into her." His eyes met mine again. "Don't say anything to her about knowing, she wouldn't like that I said anything; I really just couldn't keep it in any longer and needed to talk to someone in the family." I nodded at his request. I wouldn't say a word, although it did hurt that she felt she couldn't share her sorrow with me and had to shoulder it alone. I loved my sister and would do anything for her, just as I know she would for me. I blew out a gust of air before taking another pull of my beer.

"I feel like maybe Bella and I should delay our news for another day. I want Alice and you both to have your moment. Alice should have her share of the mommy spotlight," I told him.

"No, no, no. Don't do that. It would just upset her. I think she wants to take some of the spotlight off of the situation. She is just now getting comfortable with the idea that she is really going to have a baby and that nothing bad will happen. She wants you and Bella and Em and Rose to tell the family all of the good news today." He seemed pretty adamant that this was Alice's desire. Our conversation ended when Emmett bounded into the room. He was on a high from his win and didn't notice the heavy atmosphere, immediately engaging us in conversation about the game.

During dinner, Bella leaned over to whisper to me, asking me what was wrong. I rubbed her shoulders and told her everything was fine and that I would talk to her later. I knew Jasper didn't want me to say anything to the rest of the family, especially Alice, but I couldn't keep this information from Bella. She would know I was hiding something. I would tell her all of it when we got home.

When dessert was served, my dad brought the table to attention, clanging his fork on the side of his coffee cup. My mom winced, as if in pain, from the sound of metal hitting her china. I smiled and shook my head at her.

"We apparently have some big news to be announced tonight by all of our kids," my dad said. I saw Rose and Emmett grinning at the inclusion of them in the family. "Alice, would you like to go first?" He asked, looking over at her. She smiled and shook her head.

"No, first Em and Rose, then Edward and Bella, and Jazzy and I will go last." I smiled over at her, watching her lean into Jasper, who tightened his arm around her shoulders. Everyone turned to Emmett and Rose.

"Well, we've set a date. We decided to wait until after the season. The wedding is set for February 19th." Both he and Rose had huge grins on their faces and congratulations were resounding from all the family. Emmett cleared his throat and continued. "We also want to ask Alice, Bella, Edward, and Jasper to be in the bridal party." Of course all of us accepted their request. Bella was scoffing a little.

"You know I am going to be rolling down the aisle at that point, right? I am going to be the size of a whale," Bella said, blushing at the laughter her comment elicited.

"You will be a beautiful maid of honor." Rose assured her. Next up was Bella and me. She squeezed my hand, letting me know she wanted me to make the announcement. I looked around at everyone staring at us. I still felt guilty, not wanting to take any of the attention from my sister's big announcement coming up. I looked at Alice and she just nodded to me and smiled.

"Bella and I had another OB appointment this past Thursday." I paused seeing a brief flash of worry cross my mom's face. "Well, we missed a little something on the first ultrasound; this last ultrasound showed Bella to be a healthy eleven weeks along, but there was also a big surprise. We are having twins!" I couldn't hide my excitement. Mom squealed and jumped up, rushing over to embrace Bella. I laughed at her reaction as the rest of the family congratulated both of us. A look of recognition crossed my dad's face. He probably understood my sudden interest in purchasing a home a little more now. After answering everyone's questions regarding what type of twins and how it wasn't realized sooner, it was time for Alice and Jasper to step up to the plate. My heart clenched when I saw the tears start pouring out of my sister's eyes. This had to be so emotional for her and I couldn't even comfort her without revealing that I knew what she had been through. Jasper kissed her cheeks and whispered something to her. She nodded to him before he turned to the family again and cleared his throat. I watched Bella's eyes watering, watching my sister's tears. I squeezed her hand to let her know it was alright.

"We also have a big announcement. It seems like there may be something in the water, because Alice and I are also pregnant." I was happy to see everybody react in surprise and excitement, each person hugging and kissing Alice in congratulations. I held her tightly in my arms when I got my turn and told her how happy I was for her. After everyone calmed down and sat back at the table, my dad teased Rose, asking her if she wanted another glass of water. Emmett boomed out in laughter as Rose's eyes went wide as saucers. I couldn't help the chuckling that escaped me.

On the drive home, Bella asked me about why I had been upset during dinner. I told her what Jasper had revealed to me and I could tell she was upset. She said she felt awful for being so happy about her pregnancy this whole time and Alice hiding hers. Bella had a way of engendering feelings of guilt and I quickly tried to alter her thoughts of regret. By the time we arrived home, she was happily chirping away about her and Alice going through pregnancy together and I hoped the storm had passed.

AN2: Well, what did you think of the surprises? Can Bella handle two babies? Will she and Alice be able to commiserate together? Can Bella deal with the knowledge of how wealthy she now is? Should Bella and Edward move? How did you like Edward in glasses?

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