I'm bringing sexy back- yeah- sorry I was starting to say I'm back and that popped in my head… LOL, as you know I tend to write whatever it is when that happens… LOL… anyways, IM back, and I have some goodinessity - (my official language bettynese as In Betty (me), -nese) - for everyone. ENJOY! By the way, someone who was anonymous asked how Charlie was back in this, thinking that he dies, here's your answer. Charlie did die, the Charlie I was referring to was Charles Henry Swan, Emmett and Rose's second child, it's all in the chapter before Alice's Wedding.

EPOV –Again (Cuz we all secretly wanted Twilight to be in his POV, or well, at least I did)

It was two weeks after and everything looked like it was back to normal, Bella came home after the first week, and her wound was healing nicely, only a deep red, irritated-looking small scar was left from where the bullet had hit her shoulder. Bella's stomach was growing exponentially. She was only four months along, it was almost Easter. Her due date was August 15th, and the twins would turn two in October. I was turning, 29 in June and Bella 25 on September 13th. Alice's stomach was huge by now; she was entering her eighth month of pregnancy.

They, however, didn't want to know what the sex of the baby was. Jasper was a traditionalist and Alice wanted to the excuse to shop for both sexes. Tomorrow, Bella and I would be finding out the sexes of the triplets, after which Bella made me promise I would get a vasectomy, something I was already considered but knew I had to ask her about. It wasn't as if we didn't love having children, but we were sure five would be more than enough, and didn't want to risk another multiple birth, seeing as it appeared that there was something in our genes that urged it. We were nervous and excited, worried and happy. For the first time my beautiful Bella was behaving like a normal pregnant woman. I loved her for it, and was so happy to have her in my bed, happy and alive that I didn't care that every night this last week she had woke me up at 2:00 am because she was craving something, I laughed as I remembered the first night.

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"Edward" I heard, slipping out of my deep sleep. "Edward" said my Bella, shaking my body forcefully, my first instinct was of course, to worry.

"What's wrong? Are you OK? Is it the babies?" I said in less than a three second time period, sitting up and putting my hand on her bulging stomach.

"Edward" she said giving me her heartbreaking pout. "I'm hungry"

I laughed in relief and started to dress, the fact that Bella was pregnant did not deter her from a very active sex life, with me, of course.

"Okay, What do you want?" I asked her

She bit her lip, her finger on her chin and her eyes rolling upwards, looking at something just above the right side of her forehead, it was so adorable I had to smile.

"I want a burger and fries and … a PEPSI! I need a huge icy Pepsi. Oh and a bacon-bit filled, and cheese on top baked potato." She finished and then looked at my gaping mouth.

"What?" she asked, honestly confused

I shook my head in amusement and bemusement (HA THAT RHYMES!) "Nothing, I'm on it, if you need anything else, just text me, ok?" I asked her, leaning in to kiss her cheek. She nodded and plopped back down on the bed.

I drove to the 24-hour Wendy's, the only fast food joint that sold baked potatoes and burgers.

I gave the older woman my order, and she opened her mouth in surprise. She didn't say anything as she nodded and took the money, smiling slightly.

I felt my pocket buzz and took out my phone.

One new Message.

E-

Must add Frosty, oh, and Garden Sensation Chicken Caesar Salad. OOO, and Chili and Chicken Nuggets. That's it.

Love you

-B

My mouth opened in shock, I was pretty sure she couldn't eat all of it, but I stepped to the cashier again as I got another message.

I rolled my eyes as I saw its contents

E-

Oh, don't forget, Grilled Chicken Wrap and Chicken Club sandwich and something filled with chocolatenessity (bettynese).

-B

The woman stared at me strangely as she took my new order and then laughed to herself when she noticed me yawn.

"The wife?" she asked, her face showing age and wisdom

"Yeah" I told her, sighing, not upset at all, but happy to do anything Bella needed to be done while she was carrying our babies, not that I wouldn't have done it before.

"How far along is she?" she asked

"Four months" I told her, as we chatted, waiting for my orders to come out.

"Is it your first?" she asked, acting as if she knew my answer.

I shook my head and she looked surprised.

"They're my 3rd, 4th, and 5th actually."

She gasped and her eyes looked like they were about to budge.

"Triplets?"

"Yeah, and almost two years ago, twins."

"Oh my, it must be hard dealing with your wife."

"Not at all" I told her, and her eyes bulged even more out of their sockets.

"But you can't be more than 30 years old!" she exclaimed.

"I'm 29 actually, my wife is 25, we've been married for almost six years."

"Well, you married young" she told me

"Yeah it took me a while to convince her."

"Oh, well at least it seems you have a good relationship" she said, as a woman in a uniform handed her my orders.

"The best." I told her, smiling, and she gave me a motherly smile back.

I drove back to find Bella sitting Indian style on the bed, looking up at me expectantly.

"Did you get it?" she asked and her eyes were full of light and happiness, and just plain old content.

"Yup, everything, all the way down to something full of chocolatenessity." I told her, still wondering where she got that word from.

I put all the things on the bed, letting her bury herself in them, choosing what she wanted first, not questioning her at all about the amount of food.

She was on her third bite of a chicken wrap when I decided to ask her.

"Where did you get that word from? Chocolatenessity?"

She laughed, throwing her head back.

"When I was younger my dad was friends with a woman whose name was Beatriz, like the princess, but everyone called her Betty, like Betty Boop. Anyways, she was a communist, and detested so much capitalism she said all the words in the English language were only rules that the "man" had put in place to maintain social order. So, she made up words in her own language that seemed like normal words to her. She would use them so often around us, some of them stuck, just like chocolatenessity and I don't know if you've noticed, but I tend to say things like great-a-licious and stupendastic, well, those are from her too."

She said, finishing, her wrap in one last bite as I noticed that she did say those words a lot, and had never bothered to question their origins, I just thought she was so much smarter than me that she knew some words that I didn't, now that I looked at them, they did sound utterly absurd, yet hilarious at the same time.

"What happened to her?" I asked curiously and I saw her face light up as she started on her salad.

"She moved to Communist Cuba, and last I heard she married someone, joined the communist federation and is working for Castro. It was her dream really, she said he was the sexiest man alive and if she ever could she would sleep with him so she could get tips about how to turn a country communist, then come back and do it to the states."

I laughed at her, it was ludicrous, but by the way she described it I knew she was serious.

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The next night was similar except that I had to go all the way into the city to find an open sushi bar that sold omelets. It wasn't easy.

The third she wanted Italian food, including tiramisu and pizza, which according to her, was Italian no matter what anyone said.

The fourth, my lovely wife wanted nothing other than fried fish and lobster, which was all the way on the other side of the city. I gladly drove at two in the morning to get it for her. I was lucky enough to be off work for now, they had given me vacation time, plus bonus time, because of the whole Tanya incident, so I didn't have to go back to work until the babies were a month old. Bella was working from an office at home, and I had actually started to look into going back to school, I wanted to study medicine, become a doctor and save women from all the things Bella had been put through. I knew she would support me no matter what, and knew that I was no longer happy being in a job that put my family at risk, when I talked to her about it, she was wonderful and told me to do whatever my heart's desire, that she would be there to support me, no matter what I chose, after this I kissed her passionately and ended up doing things that no man should do to his pregnant wife.

It was now two on the dot and we were waiting outside a doctor's office for our names to be called.

I was holding Bella's left hand as she was holding Nessie and I was holding Allie. We were going to find out the sex of the babies as a family.

"Mr. and Mrs. Cullen" said a nurse, looking up from a clip board as we stood up.

"I knew I'd never get tired of being called that." she told me, squeezing my hand lightly.

"So did I" I told her, smirking.

We followed the nurse into a room where we sat the girl down in the same chair and I took the one closest to the bed. Bella changed into a gown she was given and I tried to explain to the girls to keep quiet.

Nessie nodded, but Allie just smiled brightly.

They both looked adorable. Their hair was to the same length and the same type, the only difference the color. They each had little star berets clipping one side of their hair. Allie had on a light bubble gum pink dress with tiny little shoes and a white button sweater; she had on pink socks that matched the white shoes and pink dress. Nessie was in blue. She was dressed just like her sister, except that her dress and socks were baby blue. The color brought out her eyes, just like it did to Bella.

Around there necks were the new Cullen Family Tradition. They both had round golden lockets that on the back said the words "more than my own life" in French. Inside, there was a tiny picture of me and Bella holding the owner on one side, and then one of the girls together, hugging and smiling brightly in ways only those adorable two could.

Nessie was playing with hers as the Doctor came in.

"Mr. and Mrs. Swan, great to see you again."

"You too doctor" I told him, shaking his hand. He looked curiously over at the well behaved little girls and smiled at them.

"Hello" he said, walking a bit closer to them

"Hello" said Nessie in perfect articulation

He looked up with wide eyes and we had to explain to him our gifted twins. He nodded, clearly surprised at such a level of development, but then began the ultrasound to find out the sex of the babies.

"ah, yes. Everything seems to be fine. I can see the first ones head there- he said pointing as we watched in awe- and the seconds, and the third. Yes, and let me see, ah, okay, yes, that's good." He printed the picture on the screen and then shut it off.

"So?" Bella and I asked at the same time.

"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Cullen. Your babies are healthy and growing at a good pace. You will be having two boys and a little girl" he said and a smile broke our faces. Bella hugged me and I held her, as the girls bounced up, begging to be held as well.

I took a moment to shake hands with the doctor and then came back to see Bella changed.

"At least it will be close to even this time, Daddy" Bella teased me, it was always a point made in our family that I was outnumbered by three to one, at least now the odds would be less, Emmett, who had one of each had dared to tease me about my lack to produce a male, something that I would now smugly throw in his face, since I had now produced two, and three girls, while he only got one shot at a time. I laughed to myself and Bella didn't bother ask me why, dinner tonight was going to be quite the event….

There it is, I might finish the next chapter tonight, but I can't make guarantees depends on my mojo. REVIEW PLEASE!