Dude, I don't even know WHAT this is. I had this dream last night…exactly this dream. Except I was Bella. Please don't ask me why. I was reading BD last night, and was quite disappointed in the scene. But I figured maybe that meant I should write this. I've never experienced this first or secondhand, so I don't know how accurate this is. But I thought I should try it since my dream was so vivid that it actually wrote it FOR me. I obviously added some…if it sucks, please don't be rude about it. Thanks.

By the way- Song credit "It Did" by Brad Paisley--GREAT song!

Just when I start thinking its as good as it can get
This crazy life does something just to let me know
I haven't seen anything yet

EPOV

"Bella!" I called, as I walked in the front door. "Babe, I'm sorry I'm late…the roads are terrible…took me three times as long to get home and plus, I got caught up at work…" I began as I emerged the staircase. "Would you like me to make something for din—" I paused, seeing Bella laying on our bed, moaning in pain.

"Bella!" I rushed to her side, taking her hand in mine. "Bella, what's happened? What's going on?"
"Edward, the baby…it's coming." She said, breathing through her contraction.

"NOW?!" I asked, half in shock, and half in anger because she didn't call. "Why didn't you call? I could've come soon—" she cut me off, sobbing as she gave her explanation. "My cell phone died, and I couldn't get to the home phone. I can't move. It hurts so bad, Edward."

"Baby…" I began, sitting by her side, holding her tightly in my arms. And that's where I stayed for the next few hours of my life, helping Bella through the hardest thing she had ever gone through.

I sat at Bella's side, holding her hand as she experienced the worst pain she had ever felt, I'm sure. I squeezed her hand as she arched her back, screaming in agony. She was giving birth to our child, and I had never been so scared in my entire life.

I had never seen anyone do this…true, when I went to medical school, the maternity ward was a rotation, but that was nothing compared to this—snowed in our house, she and I completely alone. No doctor—I was hardly fit to be her gynecologist—and even worse; no drugs.

"Oh God, Edward…" she moaned, holding my hand tighter, grabbing her stomach with the other as she breathed through the contraction.

"I'm sorry, love. Keep going. You're doing great."

After an eternity, her grip softened and her posture became more relaxed. "Oh my God, this hurts…"

"I know, babe. You're doing beautifully."

"Where's your dad?"

I shrugged. "He should be here soon, Bella. Just keep breathing. You're doing great."

Carlisle busted through the door a few minutes later amidst her worst contraction yet. She sighed in pain, and I rubbed her arm soothingly, coaching her through the contraction. Carlisle didn't say a word, examined Bella, and then looked at us, wincing.

"What is it?" I asked, looking at my father with concerned eyes.

"She's in active labor."

"I knew that." I said, sarcastically. "There's been quite a lot of activity since her water broke."

He shook his head. "No, I mean it's too late."

"For?"

He sighed. "Don't make me say it in front of the woman giving birth…" he paused. "Drugs."

"Oh my God…" Bella moaned as another contraction hit.

"You're about nine centimeters, Bella. How long has she been in labor?"

"Hours…her phone was dead, she couldn't get to the home phone to call, and it took me forever to get home from the hospital today. I've been here about three hours."

"I'll go downstairs and watch some tv….I'll be back up to check on her."

He left the room and Bella looked at me, exhausted, in pain, and sweaty, but yet, she had never looked more beautiful. Giving birth to our child was truly a beautiful thing, although she might not think so now.

"Baby, can I ask you something?"

I nodded.

"This is going to sound strange…"

I nodded for her to continue.

"Can you come sit behind me…and hold me through this? Please, baby? I need you to hold me through this."

I smiled sympathetically at her. "Don't even ask, honey." I helped her scoot down the bed. I sat down at the head of the bed, Bella sitting in between my legs. She leaned against my chest and I rubbed her shoulders and back as she breathed through another contraction. She grabbed me legs, squeezing them and screamed.

"Oh baby…" I moaned, kissing her cheek, holding her close to me and she worked through the contraction. "I'm so sorry sweetheart…I wish I could do this for you."

She breathed out, and leaned her head into my shoulder, sobbing.

"I'm so scared." She cried, and I rubbed her back. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I hugged her close.

"I hate that I did this to you. I'm so sorry, Bella."

"I can't do this, Edward. I can't. The baby's too big. I don't know if I can do it." She said, looking up into my eyes. I kissed her lips passionately, then wiped the tears from her eyes with my thumbs.

"You listen to me, Isabella Cullen. You are the strongest woman I know. You can do this. You will do this. Bella, you have to. And I'll be here every second. I'll be sitting right here, holding you in my arms, ok? You can do this. I need to be a daddy, Bella. Please."

She nodded, and another contraction hit.

"EDWARD!" I instinctively wrapped my arms around her, placing my hands on her belly. She placed her hands on top of mine, squeezing them. She laid her head back on my shoulder again.

Carlisle then rushed in.

"How are you feeling? I heard you yell."

"I want to push, Carlisle. I have to."

Oh no. Here's where things get difficult.

"Let me check you…" and Carlisle proceeded, then looked up at us an frowned.

"Not yet, Bella. Why don't you and Edward walk around the room? I'll come back…I know you want this private…"

I looked down at her, and she nodded up at me. "Let's try it." She sighed, letting me help her up. We just walked around the room for about fifteen minutes until Bella decided she couldn't walk anymore.

I sat on the bed, and she laid in my lap, sobbing as another contraction hit. "Edward. I need to push. Now. It hurts, baby. I have to."

"DAD!" I yelled, and he ran up the stairs. But it was too late; Bella had already begun pushing.

"Bella, you need to stop." Carlisle instructed, walking into the room and pulling a chair up to the foot of the bed, sitting on it.

"Carlisle…" she moaned, spreading her legs farther apart, wrapping them around mine.

"Ok, Bella. I need you to hold your legs and give me one big push, ok?"

She nodded, grabbing her legs, pulling them farther apart, and I pulled too.

"PUSH!" He yelled, and she obliged, screaming all the while.

"1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8…9…10. Stop." I said, and she did, exhaling and leaning her head into my chest.

After about another half an hour, Carlisle announced that he could see the baby's head, and with that newfound knowledge, Bella became more determined to deliver the baby. Her expression got serious, and she looked at me. I wrapped my arms around her, and she leaned into me as she continued to push.

"One more, Bella! Come on!" Carlisle coached, and she followed his instruction, which resulted in our daughter being born, approximately twelve hours after Bella had gone into labor.

"Congratulations, it's a girl." He announced. Bella laid back against me, in relief and exhaustion. "Would you like to cut the cord, Daddy?" I nodded, lifting Bella in order to get up. I cut the cord, and looked at my daughter's perfect face.

She was the spinning image of Bella…she had her eyes, nose, and dark hair; my lips and chin. She was perfect.

"I'm going to go clean her off. Stay with Bella?"

I nodded, rushing back to my wife.

"Congratulations, mommy. You did it." I kissed her passionately, holding her face in my hands. "I'm so proud of you." I kissed her lightly after each word.

"We did it. No drugs. Not bad, dad." She smirked, and I chuckled.

"You are officially the toughest woman I've ever met. Never let me forget that."

She shook her head. "I love you so much, Edward. Thank you for this…"

I laughed, kissing her again. "I didn't do anything." I paused, smiling, feeling as if I was going to cry. "Thank you for making me a daddy."

She kissed me back. "Thank you for making me a mommy."

Carlisle brought the baby back, handing her to Bella.

"I'll head back to the house and tell everyone. We'll let you guys get some rest, and we'll be back later on, ok? I'll call first."

I nodded, looking at my wife, then walking over to him, embraced him. "Thank you, Dad. For everything. Congratulations, Grandpa."

"Thank you, Edward. Good to have the title after all these years."

And Carlisle left, and I stood in the doorway, looking adoringly at my wife and daughter.

"We need a new mattress." She laughed, and I rolled my eyes.

"You would be worried about the mattress."

"What do we name her?" I asked, pulling up a chair and sitting beside our bed.

Bella looked at me, and I knew all too well what she was thinking. "You wanna go with it?" I asked.

She nodded. "It feels right."

"Well then…welcome to the world, Renesmee Carlie Cullen."

One more push and a baby cries
Sweet little angel with her mama's eyes
And I said to myself
it doesn't get better than this
no it doesn't get better than this
But it did…

I'm really excited about my next chapter…I know this one wasn't really like vampire/human like…but like I said, my mind thinks up weird things. Let me know how much it sucked!

-Renee