Sorry! Really Really sorry. I know what it's like, wating for this. I, myself am waiting for another update of several stories. Namely, Stand and You Had Me At Hello. but, their author's have been rater kind to me, and I have not. Breathless Boy's and Gaping Girl's! That's one! hahah. TWIFAN AND SABBY. update. seriously, teehee.
Thank you to Emilie Whoa, who i hope give me a scale of Dylan (aha) she's been making me want to write, and keeping me slightly insane, always good. And thank you foreverinlove17, for checking this over for me. ah luffsss yewww both. My shift key won't work...
I think, that I'm going to make a playlist of songs that I'd recommend listening to while reading this story. They'll mostly be songs I think that Edward and Bella would like, easy listening. Samson and On The Radio by Regina Spektor, and St Augustine by Band Of Horses, are a few.
I've started on massage therapy, which is neat, but my neck hurting more than anything is NOT neat. At least, it has inspired me for another story, eh? Haha.
Chapter Fourteen: The In-laws
Ecstatic. That is the only word to explain exactly how I felt when I walked into the bathroom and saw that pregnancy test on the counter. Now, I knew I had everything I'd ever want. Since I had been planning on asking Bella to marry me, this added bonus was the icing on the cake, an appropriate analogy, for my wife's profession.
Wife. Oops. Perhaps I was getting a little too far ahead of myself.
God, Bella was amazing. The greatest thing I have ever done for myself was picking up that bottle on the beach. And here I was, in America with a wonderful job and a beautiful fiancée, and a child of my own. That piano as well, was a wonderful gift. Definitely too expensive, but my fingers had been itching to play. Play something for her.
Alice was sure to be furious, after the stunt Bella pulled, and she wisely predicted the little pixie would be on her way over. Bella changed from her small pyjama's (much to my dismay) into a flowing peasant shirt and a pair of brown cords. We began cooking a few things for our friends to eat once they arrived, and as soon as Bella finished the icing on her cookies, our doorbell rang. I gave her a bright grin and kissed her before heading towards the door.
Alice was front and center, with Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie right behind her. Alice glared at me and her eyes shot to my shoulder, where Bella was peeking over, smiling devilishly at her friends.
"EXPLAIN." The only word to come from Alice's mouth. She pushed her way inside, the others following behind her. Bella kept behind me, her arms wrapped strongly around my waist. She stuck her hand out in front of me, her ring glittering beautifully. Alice and Rosalie gasped loudly and grabbed for her, their eyes wide and mouths hanging open. They looked up at me and I smiled widely, my cheeks starting to hurt from the amount of happiness I was feeling.
"We're getting married," Bella sang, still invisible behind my back. "And Edward's a Daddy!" Now it was time for Jasper and Emmett's mouths to drop, the girls screamed.
"YOU'RE REALLY PREGNANT!" Alice yelled. Bella came out, one arm wrapped around me and nodded at them. The two began screaming and laughing, jumping up and down, unsure whether or not to hug Bella. Finally, they decided to embrace all of us, Jasper and Emmett gave me a pat on the back and Bella a hug.
We threw cushions on the floor and covered the coffee table with food. We turned on a movie and talked about our plans, assigning Alice as the wedding planner and Rosalie as anything-to-do-with-the-baby... planner.
Halfway through the discussion, Tom Sawyer had settled himself in my lap and was now belly up, fast asleep. I leaned my head into Bella's neck and breathed her in. Bella chuckled and kissed my jaw. "Daddy's boy," she muttered, looking down at the cat. We sat in silence, watching the movie in the dark, moving only every now and then to reach for more food. My eye caught the mail I had left on the side table next to the sofa, and I noticed that one of them looked remarkably unlike a bill. I reached around Bella and picked it up, tilting it to read in the dark.
"It's from your parents," she said softly. I flicked it open and pulled out the letter, reading it over quickly, the only thing registering, was the date, and the fact that they should be arriving here tomorrow. Bella, apparently was following along very closely.
"OH my God," she exclaimed suddenly, jumping up and frightening the cat. Everyone, myself included, looked at her curiously as she ran down the hallway towards the bedroom and then ran back out again, looking frantic.
"Bella?" I asked quietly. She breathed in and out heavily, closing in on hyperventilating.
"You all have to leave, now." she exclaimed, picking up cushions from underneath our friends and ushering them towards the door. "I have to start cleaning, I have to fix up the house, I have to bake something goo- OHH my God..." she was definitely freaking out.
"Bella," I soothed, picking up the cat and stilling her movements, rubbing my hand up and down her arm. "It's just my parents, you needn't worry about anything." She shot me a glare, her nostrils flaring.
"Edward. Your parents have never been to America. They sent that letter weeks ago, knowing that we would get it just in time for when they arrived, and you're telling me not to freak out." I smiled and nodded. "I already made one bad first impression on them! If they're coming here, while I'm pregnant and we're getting married, our house is going to look good. Now, stop looking so cute, and go clean up the bathroom." she pointed an angry finger at the hallway and I waved sadly to our friends as they left, smirking at me and the furious Bella. The cat hopped onto my shoulder as I helped Bella pick up the dishes and bring them into the kitchen. On my way back to the living room to clean up the floor, there was a knock at the door.
Bella looked at me curiously, over the kitchen island while I went to the front door. The bell was rung and I heard soft laughter on the other side of the wood. With a bright smile I pulled open the door and revealed a happy older couple, and then a terrified gasp from Bella.
"Oh, look, a cat!" the woman said, holding out her arms as Sawyer, the traitor jumped onto her.
"OH MY GOD!" Bella yelled and I turned just in time to see her duck behind the counter.
"Who might you be then?" the man asked.
"Edward Cullen," I replied quietly. The two looked at each other and smiled happily.
"We're Charlie and Renée, Bella's parents."
I found Bella shaking and near tears behind the counter, and after many consoling words and small kisses on her cheeks, nose, forehead, lips, she finally came out with me.
"Hello Mother, Father," she said to them solemnly, glancing around at the small messes in the house. We certainly weren't expecting them to come, and with my parent's on their way, Bella was making herself too stressed. "How are you," she croaked. Her parents laughed and sat down on the sofa, smiling at us.
"So this is the famous Edward," her Mother spoke. Charlie looked at me curiously. Clearly, he hadn't heard of me yet. "He's Bella's boyfriend, dear," Renée explained. "Come all the way from England." I smiled at him, and he nodded, almost in approval, shaking my hand.
"What do you do for a living, son?" Bella was sitting next to me, her heart probably racing a mile a minute. We chatted for a while, what life was like back home. Bella continued to stare between the three of us, until finally Charlie asked how we met.
"Yes, dear. I haven't really heard that one myself," her mother quipped. Bella blushed and her first smile of the evening spread across her beautiful face. I smiled and stared into those gorgeous eyes as she looked into mine before turning to her parents.
"I threw a letter in a bottle out to sea," she said simply. "And he found it, and wrote back to me." Renée gasped and smiled, Charlie's eyebrows rose.
"That's--"
"Terribly romantic!" her Mother cut in. Bella giggled and nodded. Charlie coughed and eyed me carefully.
"He's been so wonderful to me," Bella said, relaxing slightly into my arms, wrapping her hand around my chest. Renée jumped suddenly, grabbing Bella's arm and yanking her closer. Oh, dear.
"Bella what is this on your finger," she said quickly and harshly, her eyes bright and wide. Bella smirked, blushed a pretty pink.
"My engagement ring," she said with a smile. Charlie's eyes bugged out of his head and Renée squealed, grabbing Bella from me and hugging her warmly.
"Edward, may I have a word?" Charlie said, standing up stiffly, looking at me with a hard expression. I nodded and stood up, following him out onto the deck. He leaned on the railing, staring out towards the ocean and sighing heavily. I was, however, quite surprised to see the smile on his face.
"What exactly are your intentions with my daughter?" he asked, a smirk clear on his face, even in this limited lighting.
"To make her the happiest woman alive, sir," I said seriously. Charlie nodded and clapped a hand on my shoulder.
"I don't want you two rushing into things. Are you sure you're both ready for this?" he asked seriously, looking concerned.
"I love you daughter very much, Mr. Swan. I've never in my life felt like this about anyone, and we've been friends for a long time. I honestly can't picture myself with anyone but her, she's everything I've ever wanted, and I'll spend the rest of my life making her happy, giving her anything she wants." Charlie smiled warmly at me, patted me lightly.
"I can believe you," he said softly. "You better make her happy. Bella is my only child, and all I want for her is what's right for her. I'm fairly certain you're it, boy." I grinned to myself as we walked back inside to where Bella and her Mother were talking animatedly. I noticed something in Renée's hand. Something small, white, and a little bit purple. Oh, gosh.
"Charlie, you're going to be a Grandpa!" she exclaimed. Bella laughed at her Father's expression, and I was thankful to see a smile spread across his face. I walked over to my love and pulled her tightly into my arms. Bella laughed into my chest as her parent's embraced each other, and I smiled myself, swaying slightly, almost dancing with her.
We showed them to a guest room and Bella brought them more blankets. For now, they were too awake to even think about going to sleep. But, we were tired after a day's worth of too much news and happiness. I carried Bella into our bedroom and helped her change into her pyjama's, kissing her face all over while I changed into my own.
I held onto her tighter than I ever had before, a gigantic smile on my face as I waited to fall asleep. Of course, I also found it quite funny that while Bella was sound asleep and I wasn't, Charlie peeked in to check on us. My darling wife also took that opportunity to sigh out my name in her sleep, and her Father hastily closed the door, shaking his head, but laughing.
The next day I had woken up, making a gigantic breakfast with every food imaginable for my lovely Bella, bringing it into her in bed and waking her up with a simple kiss. When I went back out into the living room, Charlie and Renée were waiting, so I offered them the breakfast I had made for them as well. Sawyer jumped onto my shoulder while I filled his bowl with food and then left to head for the airport.
In the car I turned on a CD that Bella had made me, of the favourite songs she found in my music collection. I smiled, when I glanced in the rear-view mirror to see the picture of her I had stuck up there a few weeks ago, and started back into the city, passing the usually exits and heading straight to the airport.
Since it was so early in the morning, I wasn't bothered by swarms of people and all of their chatter. The last thing I needed was a headache, so I stopped in to the small Starbucks and picked up a coffee, skimming over the letter in my hand to find the parents' gate.
Luck was on my side, the plane was there, and I was waiting for only a couple minutes before they walked through, hand in hand, smiling warmly at me. Mum laughed as I swept her into a hug, and Dad patted my back happily while I led them out to the car.
"How have things been, dear?" They asked from the backseat, staring out the windows at the scenery passing us by.
"Very well, actually. The people I'm working with are fantastic. Bella's parent's are down too, now. You'll get to meet them, which is great." Esme let out a tiny squeal from excitement. "You can see Rosalie and Emmett again, and meet our friends, Alice and Jasper too." I pulled up our street, heading straight to the end. I saw my darling Bella coming outside the front door and a smile spread across my face to see here there. She was wearing one of my sweaters, and a pair of red cords that Alice had bought her.
"We have a couple of surprises for you, as well," I told them. Dad helped Mum out of the car and I locked the door quickly, my eyes fixed on the beautifully woman who had her arms wrapped around her chest.
"My God," I heard Dad say behind me. "She's pregnant." I froze, stumbled, but caught myself before I could fall.
"What?" I asked frightened. "How did you know!" Mum's hands flew to her mouth and she ran past us, heading towards Bella. Dad merely smirked at me.
"I'm a Doctor, Edward. Do you think I can't tell these things?" He stepped forward and held me tightly. "And, I didn't know. But, you just confirmed that for me, didn't you?" I grinned. Stupid old man...
"CARLISLE!" Mum screamed from the steps. "THEY'RE GETTING MARRIED!" Dad looked at me, eyes wide, and I couldn't help the goofy grin on my face.
"Congratulations, Edward," he said warmly, walking with me up the stairs and pulling Bella in a hug. As soon as I could I took her back and held onto her, kissing her forehead as she smiled at my parents. We brought them inside and introduced them to our parents, the four of them sat down immediately and started going over the news we'd given them, I laughed, whenever one of them got overly excited. Charlie and Dad would occasionally break into their own hushed conversations. I'm also fairly certain I caught Dad reassuring Charlie that I was fit to be a son-in-law.
After a few long kisses in the privacy of the kitchen, Bella started into work on a birthday cake ordered for a little girl's tenth. I went into my office off the side of the dining room and began working on a couple of manuscripts I'd taken home. After an hour's work, I noticed the 'adults' had gone out, and I couldn't hear Bella's singing from the kitchen anymore. There was a message on the machine from Alice and Jasper, but no note from Bella. Her car was still in the driveway, and the cat was fast asleep in the window sill.
I headed towards our bedroom, to check and see if she'd taken a nap, but stopped when I saw her at the end of the hallway. She was staring into one of our spare bedrooms, my university sweater looking much too big on her, the sleeves hanging past her hands. Her hair was messily hanging from a pony tail, and she hardly moved, resting her weight on one hip. I slowly moved next to her and wrapped my arms around her, kissing the soft skin of her neck before looking over her shoulder at the almost empty room.
"I think this would be a nice room," she said softly. "For our baby." I grinned. "It's far enough away so that when she grows up we won't have to move, her. We'll still be close by. And, it has a view of the sunset. I always thought that was nice to go to sleep to..." I kissed her cheek and she smiled, turning her head to meet my lips.
"We'll have to make it blue, though," I murmured. She scrunched up her face.
"Blue? Why would you want to paint a girls' room blue?" I bit my lip to hold back some of the wide smile.
"Because every young boy should have a blue room, don't you think? We could do green of course, but I don't think it's the same as blue..." Bella rolled her eyes at me, but wrapped her arms and legs around me as I picked her up.
"Excuse me, good sir," she said, adopting that silly accent of mine. "I must apologize, but we are having a young lady in this house." She kissed me strongly and I pivoted, facing us towards another spare room across the hallway.
"We could always have two," I murmured softly, turning my eyes slowly from the room's plain windows to her eyes. She blushed a light pink, and I felt heat in my own cheeks. She giggled and kissed me again.
"That's fine with me."
So yay! I'm really sorry again, for my terrible updating. In two weeks, however, I shall be in Italy, heading for France and then for London itself! So, hope to gosh that I can get a chapter out before then!