Hmm so I said we'd have EPOV, which we will, but I think we may still need a little bit of RPOV. This will be mainly happy, so don't worry ladies and gents. Like I said, we're nearing the end so its fairly smooth sailing from here.

Haha I must dedicate this to cam, for calling me a big mouth bitch and telling me to write. And to labbit for sticking with me through all the ups and the downs…mainly the downs, and still having faith in my writing.

Short chappy, sorry!

SM owns everything, but she can't write angst like me!

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RPOV

I was surprised at how easy it was to love little Emmett. His presence didn't make my pain disappear, but he filled my heart in a way I never thought possible. He was warm, and so tiny. His entire life depending on us.

Thankfully Edward allowed me to help him out, which gave me the sense of being needed by someone. It also gave me a purpose to get up in the mornings. Carlisle took me to the side and told me he thought my attachment to little Emmett could become unhealthy, and I may have problems letting go when Bella awoke.

I understood how he could say that, but I didn't think it would be the case. Either way I wasn't about to stop spending time with the child. It would just throw me even more into depression.

Still at nights I would cry, missing the warmth of Emmett's arms and wishing I could have had his child, instead of living vicariously through Bella's while she was still in her coma.

Edward and I brought Emmett to her as often as we could, talking to her and telling her about the things that were going on with him. Carlisle said she could hear us, but we were still skeptical. She would be so heartbroken when she woke up to find she'd missed so much of her little boys life.

Now today it had officially been a week since I had been released from the hospital. The anxiety medication was helping, but it didn't entirely take the edge off. Those days I would throw myself even more into taking care of Emmett, trying to keep busy from thinking about anything at all.

Sometimes I would take the pill too late, and Carlisle or Esme would find me huddled in a corner of my room, hyperventilating and hysterical repeating Emmett's name.

I felt completely and utterly out of control of my life.

Today Alice was going to take me to the doctors, I stared out of the side window as she chattered on about who knows what. She never asked me direct questions, so I knew she was just trying to keep me distracted. In all honesty I had grown used to it, and preferred it to the silence of my broken mind.

The doctors office seemed very cold, the walls were all plain with the occasional colorful painting, as if that were enough to keep people cheery. The feeling of sickness hung in the air, and I laughed at the fake plant in the corner of the waiting room. Everything in my life seemed like a charade anymore.

It seemed to take a lifetime of staring at the never moving clock before my name was finally called.

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We were going to bury Emmett today.

My heart was going to be lowered into the ground in a mahogany casket, and I was going to walk away and never be able to see him again. I felt my chest tighten as we neared the gravesite.

"Breathe," Alice instructed me gently as I felt my thoughts grow hazy.

I could do this. I could be strong. I could get through this burial.

Everyone began saying their final goodbyes as the casket rest above the ground. When it came to my turn I fell to my knees in agony, sobs wracking my body. The casket began to move lower into the earth and I thrust myself forward, reaching out as if he would catch me and take me with him.

"I can't do this without you!" I sobbed, as Edward wrapped his arms around me, holding me from the dark gravel below.

I looked to the heavens, willing the skies to cry along with me.

"I can't do this without you," I repeated more softly this time before barely whispering, "I'm pregnant."

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EPOV

Burying my brother was hell.

Burying my brother while watching the love of his life try to throw herself into his grave was worse.

Holding her in my arms I could almost feel the pain resonating throughout her body. She allowed herself to become dead weight in my arms as she screamed for my brother her tears covering my suit, as my own slid down my face.

"I'm pregnant."

My heart stopped, I couldn't be sure I heard the words right she said them so softly. Nobody around me seemed to have heard it, so I tried to act as though I hadn't either as I helped her to her feet.

She leaned gratefully into me as Alice took her hand and we walked together towards the car we had all come in. I opened the door, trying to coerce Rose into her seat.

"Edward?" She sounded dazed and confused.

"Yes."

"Did that really just happen?"

My throat tightened as tears welled in my eyes. Her big blue eyes looked up at me, hopeful that I could tell her this was all just a bad dream.

"Just sit back and try to relax, it's been a long day," I replied finally as I closed the door, Rose still staring at me.

The ride home was silent except for Rose's comments to herself occasionally in the back seat. I wondered how stable her mental condition was.

Watching as she rubbed her stomach I decided she was just delusional with all the stress, and didn't put much thought into what I had heard at the grave site. Alice had gone with her, surely she would've said something if Rose had found out anything of that magnitude.

Alice stood by Rose as we reached the house. I stood back, watching as Rose crumpled to the ground as sobs wracked her body.

"Emmett, I need you! Your baby needs you!"

I moved to help her up, but Alice stopped me as she kneeled down beside her, rubbing small circles in her back.

"Rose, this baby needs you more than anything. You need to pull yourself together and get inside before you make yourself sick." I was surprised at the stern tone in Alice's voice, as I followed both women into the house.

Esme handed me baby Emmett and I immediately went in to see Bella, eager to tell her of the days events. Although she couldn't respond it somehow comforted me to be able to share everything with her.

She was as beautiful as ever, her dark hair in a tangled mess on the pillow. Her face was pale, her eyes held dark circles around them although she was stuck in a permanent sleep, and her lips seemed to disappear. Still even just seeing her in this condition she managed to take my breath away.

"We buried Emmett today," I began, as I ran my thumb across her cheek.

Tears filled my eyes as I remembered the days events, causing baby Emmett to stir slightly.

"Your son misses you," I told her as I laid him on her chest as I often did.

Even though she couldn't wrap her arms around him, I knew the sound of her heartbeat was comforting to him, as I'm sure the feel of his tiny body was to her. I prayed that one day she opened her eyes, and I would want her son to be the first thing she saw.

I laid down in the bed next to her, holding our son in place as I wrapped my arm around the both of them.

"I miss you I whispered," as my tears flowed freely for everything I had lost and before long I felt myself began to fall asleep.

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I woke up a few hours later feeling disoriented, and I wondered what had caused me to wake up. Looking around the room I saw Alice rocking baby Emmett in the corner, humming softly to him.

"I thought I would give you a break," she said without looking up from Emmett.

"Thanks," I managed to mumble as I tried to rub the sleep from my eyes.

"So it was nice of you to humor Rose earlier," I began.

"What are you talking about?" Alice said looking up.

"About her being pregnant."

"Edward, Rosalie is really pregnant."

There was an awkward pause as I stared at my sister who never broke her gaze from little Emmett.

"How did they not catch that when she first went in?" I asked dumbfounded.

"They weren't looking for it I guess. Technically they should've caught it, but everyone slips up," She said with nonchalance.

"How are you going to tell Carlisle and Esme?" I questioned.

"They already know…Edward, we didn't tell you because you already have so much to deal with. You're taking care of Emmett, and trying to do everything you can for Bella. You're already spreading yourself too thin without worrying about Rose."

"I think it's good for her," I said slowly, my mind having difficulty processing what I was being told as I looked down into Bella's sleeping face, "it gives Rose something to look forward to."

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