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Epilogue

All Those Things Important For Emotional Satisfaction

Isabella Swan (a.k.a. the future Mrs. Edward Anthony Cullen) had been asleep for the past hour and half. She was completely aware of what was going on around her and of what was going on inside of her. She was pregnant again, Edward just didn't know it yet. Alice did though which was why Bella was getting her hair and make up done while half asleep.

It was better in her opinion that Edward didn't know she was pregnant just yet. She was sure that he would freak out about it and refuse to continue in their physical relationship, something that Bella simply couldn't abide. So, she stayed awake for as long she could as often as she could, to avoid any suspicion. He was suspicious, of course. Bella might have been ten thousand times better at lying but she still was nowhere near as good as Edward.

Plus the longest she could stay awake for was about an hour to two hours at a time with at least three hours of sleep in between.

This was one of the many reasons that Alice had planned their wedding ceremony to be under an hour with no reception afterwards. The family was going to have dinner with Charlie, Sue, Renee and Phil but no one else. Most of the people on the guest list would be fine with the short ceremony and lack of a party. They would take one look at Bella and understand.

When Bella made the guest list Alice had been a little confused, mostly because she didn't recognize a lot of the names on the list. Bella knew that Alice had expected her to invite the people from Allegra's birthday party and maybe a few others. The sheer number 'King's, 'Queen's, 'Emperor's, and 'Empress's, 'Prince's and 'Princess's on the list had surprised her. Bella might have had very few actually friends but she did have many allies who had been very loyal to her over the years.

Alice poked Bella until she got to her feet. Rosalie was there, primarily because she didn't want to seem like a bad sister to Emmett, to hold Bella up while Alice shimmied her into the dress. A dress that Alice had picked out, hemmed and fitted so that she could get Bella into it while Bella was still mostly asleep.

Rosalie was supportive to a certain extent. She was thrilled about the prospect of a new baby, having figured it out shortly after the family moved. Edward was too focused on the move and the wedding and Allegra's relationship with Oliver to pay too much attention to Bella's strange sleeping habits. Even though he had noticed. Every time he tried to bring it up, Bella expertly distracted him.

She wanted to tell him, was desperate to really, but Alice insisted that she wait until the honeymoon. She said that Edward would be thrilled if she told him then, a little honeymoon surprise. Bella believed her and kept her trap shut, with little effort. She was so tired when she was awake that the only things she felt inclined to do was play with Allegra and then play with Edward. She didn't have the energy to argue with anyone let alone Alice.

Edward, Bella and Allegra had moved into her house and the rest of the family was living next door. The size of Bella's house and the number of weapons therein had taken Edward by surprise at first. Bella was sure that he'd assumed she'd gotten paid very well for her job, he was just taken aback by how well.

Bella had explained just enough to Sue, Renee and Phil that they didn't question the child, Edward's youth or Bella wealth and strange living arrangements. They were still curious, Edward had told her, but with a little push from Jasper they stayed mum about it. Sue was used to strange things going on in around her home from her children, so she was only slightly put off by the odd way Bella lived.

Alice thrust a mound of white Calla Lilies into Bella's hand, smacked her lightly on the cheek to wake her up and lead her down the stairs. It was time to begin.

Dien tradition dictated that the bride and groom walked down the aisle together, symbolic of their journey towards marriage as one. The groom came from one side, the bride from the other, they met in the middle and he offered her his hand. The bride had the right to end the ceremony at that point, but Bella knew she wouldn't. After that the couple walked up to the altar together where a priestess waited to bless the marriage.

The ceremony itself was simple and short. The priestess blessed the couple with love, eternal happiness and fertility (unnecessary in Bella's opinion). Then the groom professed his love, slipped a ring on the brides finger and the couple kissed. The bride did the same, next. At the very end the couple was presented as married by the priestess and the ceremony was over.

Bella was basically sleep walking, making her almost snub Edward when he offered his hand. Hannah had had elbowed her in the side to get her attention. She was still feeling a little raw about their argument back in Forks so she can to the wedding wearing a t-shirt that proclaimed, "Marriage is Like Being Slowly Pecked to Death by Chickens." Fortunately Bella was too sleepy to care.

Once at the altar, Bella woke herself up enough to enjoy Edward's sweet words and his kiss. She returned his words and his kiss shortly after and fell back into her semi-comatose state for dinner. When her parents and their spouses left, Edward picked her up and took out to the car. He loved her sporty little car mostly because he could go several hundred miles an hour and it was built like a tank and could drive through anything without causing damage to the car.

James had offered the use of his private island for their honeymoon and Bella had made a point of waking up long enough to accept. As far as she was concerned he owed her big time and use of his island didn't get him anywhere near the pay back she was going to be insisting on.

Their honeymoon was only going to last a few days, partly because Bella was too tired to do the traditional honeymoon activities and mostly because Allegra would throw a fit if Mommy and Daddy stayed away too long. Plus as soon as Edward found out she was pregnant, Bella was sure that he would have her on bed rest for the duration of her pregnancy.

"Bella," Edward said, pulling her out of her sleep.

"Hmm?"

"We're here."

Bella sighed happily, stretched and opened her eyes. Edward had carried her into the small house on James' island and laid her bed. She looked outside at the beautiful sunset, pure white beach and emerald greenery and the back to the most beautiful (maybe second most beautiful) thing her world. She had been looking forward to a nice, short steamy bout of loving making and then a nap, but the look on Edward's face told her that wasn't going to happen.

"Don't you dare try to distract me this time, Isabella Cullen," he said, pointing at her. "I want to know why you've been sleeping so much."

Bella made an unhappy noise she'd heard Allegra make hundreds of times. She'd never quite understood what the noise meant until that moment. Bella had hoped to have sex, take a nap and then tell Edward she was pregnant. The guy was so anal about her safety there was no way he'd agree to short, steamy sex after he found out about the baby. She wanted short, steamy sex and the only way she could possibly express her dissatisfaction with not being able to have it, was through a tiny whine in the back of her throat.

Edward rolled his eyes. He had known Allegra long enough that he was no doubt used to the noise. "Don't even try that on me, Bella. I don't need to read your mind to know that that noise is a load of crap." He sighed, looked out the window a moment before turning back to her. "Alice told me not to worry about it, so I didn't, but now I am. After you came back to Forks you never slept. Why are you doing it so much now?"

"I'm-" Bella began, before changing her mind. "Can we have sex first? Then I'll tell you?"

Edward closed his eyes and groaned. He was quiet for a moment then he rolled over on top of her and she squeaked happily, surprised at her ability to persuade her husband.

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Edward snapped his jaws closed over the flimsy top of Bella's dress and pulled. The blue dress torn right down the middle revealing the dark blue bra and panty set she was wearing. The color was succulent against her pale, slightly flushed skin. Edward had asked Alice to get a dress that looked like the one Bella had worn in the painting. It was a vision on his wife.

The blue dress had been made of silk so thin that it revealed everything. The lacy detail on Bella's underthings, the pearl of her nipple when Edward had accidentally brushed against her breast, the unusual roundness of her belly.

Edward wasn't stupid. He knew she was probably pregnant. Her round belly and strange sleeping habits made it clear what was going on. The reason he was only 'probably' sure was because she often times would wake up and stay up for a few hours. All the research Edward had done on pregnant Dien women indicated that they would only wake to use the toilet, shower or eat. Bella would do all of those things while awake but she would also play with Allegra and then insist on playing with Edward.

Bella moaned happily when Edward ripped the remnants of the dress from her body. She would have to get more dresses like it, the look of it on her body had driven him to distraction. He gave her bra the same treatment as her dress, ripping it in half with his teeth. He planned on undressing her completely that way.

Edward latched onto one of Bella's nipples. He sucked it to his mouth, punishing the taut pink flesh as hard as he wanted. It would bruise, of course, but heal so quickly he didn't have to worry about permanent damage. Edward closed his hand over her other breast, twisting the nipple between his cold fingers. Bella's back arched under his ministrations, a silent plea to continue.

They had been so physical lately he didn't really need to hear her thoughts to know what she wanted him to do. The arched back was his favorite silent command.

Bella pulled at Edward's shirt, but he ignored her. The only time he got to leisurely explore her body was the first time they made love. After that it had been short and sweet. Not that Edward was complaining. He quite liked the turn their relationship had taken. When he asked her what he needed to do to fix their relationship sex had been the last thing on his mind, but it had managed to bring them closer then they had ever been before. He knew what every twitch of her body meant, what she wanted when she moaned or groaned, what she needed when her nails dug into his back. He felt so close to her now, so wonderfully close.

Bella pulled his shirt from the back of his pants and dug her nails into the flesh revealed. She was demanded that he get on his back. He knew that and refused all the same. He was going to take his time with her, whether she liked it or not… he sincerely hoped she liked it though. All this licking and nibbling at her breasts was mostly for her.

Ignoring her silent command, Edward kissed his way down her body. He laved his tongue over her ribs making her twitch. He bit the soft skin at her hip bone, them nibbled his way down to the middle seam of her lacy panties. He lingered there for a moment, licking and kissing the soft flesh before moving up again to her other hip bone. He repeated this path several times all the while running his hands up and down her thighs, feeling the muscles underneath relax and contract.

He paused at the seam of her panties, tempting her with a promise he wasn't quite ready to follow through on, then moved to her hip bone. Bella groaned and threw her head back, in what Edward could only assume was disappointment. Edward grinned against her hip, dipping his tongue just below the elastic of her panties. Bella shivered and wiggled her hips seductively. Edward maintained his cool in spite of the erection demanding a quick bout of love making that had been the norm so far.

He would have to learn to take his time with her. Edward wanted Bella blinded by need when he finally took her. His erection twitched in his jeans. But then again… if Bella really was pregnant she probably wouldn't be able to stay awake long enough to enjoy the hours of foreplay Edward wanted to devote to her scrumptious body.

Edward growled unhappily and pulled his shirt off. He'd have to shorten his plans if he wanted to talk to Bella after this. He had to know if he was right about her pregnancy. The best way to do that would probably be to stop right then and demand the truth, but Edward knew that his self control had taken a beating since they had begun making love and with Bella running her hands all over his chest, making the sexiest purring noises he'd ever heard there was no way he would be stopping for anything.

Edward ripped her panties off, again with his teeth, moved back up her body and kissed her. The press of her naked breasts to his chest broke Edward's remaining resolve. No lingering, no sweet kisses followed by contented sighs, no teasing, no nothing. Except fast, hard love making.

Bella pulled at his belt without much success. Edward gripped his jeans and ripped them off. He had destroyed her clothing in an effort to tease her, but had destroyed his cloths in an effort to be inside of her as quickly as possible. Edward was sure that his mixed signals were confusing the hell out of Bella. The look of longing in her eyes told him that she probably didn't mind all that much.

She pushed his boxers down to his knees and wrapped her legs around his waist. Bella rubbed her sopping wet core against his hardened length, wantonly. Edward growled as the addictive scent of her arousal assaulted his nose. He wanted her, needed her, couldn't wait a moment longer-

With his hand planted on either side of Bella's head he thrust. She threw her head back and moaned as Edward found his rhythm within her. He kissed her all over her face, neck and chest, rubbing his face over every inch of skin he could reach. Soon Bella began whimpering and Edward could feel her tight inner walls spasm around him. She was close, so close that Edward picked up the pace, pounding as hard and as fast as he wanted. He'd been wary of doing so the first few time they made love, but Bella's loud and energetic response always served to quell those fears.

Bella threw her head back and forth and screamed his name as she came. The vise like hold she had on his length pushed Edward over the edge. He yelled his completion to the ceiling before falling next to Bella.

After a moment Edward looked over at his new wife. Her eyes were dropping closed and she had a sated smile stretched across her face. Bella was struggling out of her bra and Edward looked down, realizing that he had never fully removed his boxers. He kicked them off and turned back to Bella just in time to watch her fall back to sleep. Edward sighed. He usually wouldn't have bothered her, letting her sleep, but this was their honeymoon and he had to know for sure if she was pregnant.

"Bella," he said, firmly. She grumbled in her sleep and rolled over. "Isabella Marie Cullen, wake up this instant." He knew that she would hate his commanding tone and wake up long enough to tell him off. She didn't let him down.

Bella sat up, crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him with sleep bleared eyes. "Where do you get off telling me what to do?" she yawned.

"I'm your husband-"

"That can change."

"And I'm worried about you," Edward continued, ignoring her half hearted threat. "Please tell me what's going on with you," he begged. He knew that Bella would like that.

"Fine," she snapped. "And just so you know I would have told you sooner if Alice had let me."

"What?"

"Alice told me not to tell you, she said it would make the surprise so much better or something to that effect, I fell asleep half way through her explanation…." Bella yawned again and stretched her arms up over her head. Edward watched the movement of her breast, swallowed hard, then shook his head. He had to focus, Bella hadn't really told me anything yet.

"What did Alice tell you not to tell me?" He'd have to punish his little sister as soon as he got back for making him wait. And then he'd have to punish his little wife for drawing out the tension.

"I'm pregnant, Edward." Bella smiled happily, clearly waiting for his surprise and joy. Her face fell when Edward smiled knowingly. "Why aren't you happy, you son of a bitch?"

"First of all Esme is not a bitch," Edward said, counting off on his fingers. "Second I kind of already suspected you were."

"Then why didn't you say anything?" She snapped.

"I wanted to be sure and you haven't exactly been acting like you were pregnant."

"What do you mean? I've been sleeping most days away."

"But you've also been awake for several hours at a time."

"So, you expected me to forgo my duties as a mother just because I'm pregnant? It seems that you've got a very unsavory image of the mother of your children!"

Bella got out of bed and walked over into the bathroom in a snit. She slammed the door closed and Edward smiled. That was his Bella all right. He wasn't worried about her anger. He would most likely find her fast asleep on the floor when he went groveling for forgiveness in a few minutes and by the times she woke up again she'll have forgiven him. The child was a blessing he couldn't have been happier about. He was sure that it would be wonderful, kind and giving.

How could it not? With such a wonderful, kind and giving mother?

The End