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Super Extra Special Epilogue!!!

Four Feet

Bella threw herself forward and seriously considered reaching insider herself and pulling her son out. The little whelp hadn't even been born yet and he was already giving her grief. Edward, her supposed loving husband, was no help, but Bella figured that was to be expected. He was torn between checking on Allegra every five seconds (even though she was content to ignore him in favor of her new building blocks), glaring at the male OBGYN who was over seeing the birth with Carlisle's assistance and holding her hand.

Bella had to resist the urge to threaten to kill every male in the room, her about to be born child included, but she (somehow) managed to placate herself by mumbling angrily at her husband. If she had been of the mind to she would have felt a bit of sympathy for Edward. Here he was, her anal hundred fifteen year old vampire who had spent who knew how many years worrying about her safety just to get her pregnant the very first time they had sex. Now she was in the throws of giving birth and he had no idea what to do with himself. This was certainly a situation he'd never imagined having to deal with, let alone with a person he'd contemplated killing when first they met.

What had struck Bella was how easily she'd gotten pregnant. Sure it was an unsatisfying hump in a bar bathroom that got her pregnant with Allegra, but Edward was supposed to be different. He certainly wasn't supposed to be able to get her pregnant. He was a vampire for crap's sake!

Maybe he has super sperm, Bella thought glaring daggers at her husband. Great, I'll be getting pregnant every time we have sex when I'm not already pregnant!

Bella wondered if Trojan made condoms that could withstand the awesome power of Edward's super vampire sperm. She doubted it and considering the fact that her father-in-law was currently staring intently at her vagina, she wasn't sure she was willing to risk it. If the condom failed (very likely) and she got pregnant (again, very likely), Bella didn't really want to have to face Carlisle after he, once again, had to stare at her vagina for ten to fifteen hours.

Esme, Alice and Rosalie (who got infinitely more pleasant after finding out that Bella was going to have another baby) were standing to her left, taking turns holding her hand and giving much needed encouragement or in Alice's case warnings that killing and/or divorcing Edward would be a bad idea. Bella wasn't entirely convinced on that front, but her extreme discomfort kept her from acting on her knee jerk inclination. Having Edward around for when little Edward Jasper (he won the wrestling match against Emmett for middle name rights) Masen Cullen arrived would probably be beneficial, even if she could see how at the moment.

A powerful contraction seized her attention. While the contraction weren't painful (nothing was) they were terribly uncomfortable and Bella couldn't wait for them to stop.

You don't want to kill your husband, you don't want to kill your husband, you want to kill your husband- yes, kill him, this is all his fault anyway! Him and his damn super vampire sperm! Bella thought, wishing like hell she'd thought to bring her gun.

Bella was about to wing it and jump out of her hospital bed and tackled Edward (too busy glaring at the OBGYN to notice his life, if not his marriage was in danger) when Alice grabbed her hand in a vice like grip that refused to let up. Bella turned her death glare from her husband, who had just left the room again to check on Allegra again, to Alice, her new nemesis. If the pint sized demon from hell masquerading as her sister-in-law would just let go of her hand she could have the satisfaction of murdering her husband. And then having a baby.

"Trust me, Bella," the demon said, sounding remarkably like Alice. "If you kill Edward, you'll regret it." Bella opened her mouth to disagree, but the demon Alice interrupted her. "Maybe not right after you do it, but once little Eddie Jasper's born you will. Trust me."

"Plus, what's a little boy to do without a father to look up to?" Rosalie added. She held a cup of water up to Bella's lips. Bella too pissed to appreciate the gesture snatched the cup from her hand and threw it a Dr. Morris, her default OBGYN. She'd been seeing Dr. Monroe for the past nine months, but the bitch who had delivered Allegra was on maternity leave do to an unexpected pregnancy.

"That was unnecessary, Bella," Esme chided, lightly.

"No! My fucking husband leaving my fucking side every fucking five seconds to fucking check on our daughter who is fucking perfectly fine with her fucking uncles- that's fucking unnecessary! If this baby isn't out of me in the next ten seconds I'll start throwing all these expensive machines at my doctors! Is that unnecessary too?!" Bella screamed.

"Shhh, Bella," Edward said, taking up his post by her side. "Do you really want the first thing our son hears to be you swearing or threatening bodily harm?"

"I swear to whatever God is listening that if you leave my side one more time I will kill and eat you," Bella promised. Emmett's laughter rang through the hospital room, but before Bella could build up a good long scream at her brother-in-law, a more powerful contraction hit. She threw her body back into the bed and moaned.

"Bella!" Edward grasped her hand and looked frantically at Dr. Morris. "What's happening?"

"SHE HAVING A BABY!!" Emmett yelled from the waiting room. Edward growled and moved to leave the room (yet again) and attack his big mouth brother, but Bella stopped him before he could.

"I will kill and eat you," she hissed.

"She's crowning," Dr. Morris said, calmly.

Bella had a tiny bit of respect for her default OBGYN because he'd taken a hard plastic cup to the head without batting an eye. Either he had a high tolerance for head injuries or Bella wasn't the first pregnant woman to throw something at his head. Either way he took it in stride and that was worthy of praise. Besides Bella's current predicament was Edward's fault, not Dr. Morris'.

"A few more strong pushes and we'll have the first baby out," he said. Something about that statement rubbed Bella the wrong way. She couldn't quite place what seemed off about it and unfortunately she didn't really have the luxury to stop and think about it.

"Come on, Bella," Dr. Morris encouraged. "You need to focus."

Focus right, focus on getting Eddie Jasper out of my body. Don't even think about what Dr. Morris meant by 'the first baby,' focus, focus, push and focus. It doesn't matter what Dr. Morris meant by 'the first baby.' He was probably just referring to the fact that Eddie will be the first baby he helps me deliver. That's all it meant. That is all it meant. Focus, focus, push, focus, focus… WHAT THE HELL DID HE MEAN BY THE FIRST BABY!!!

"I'm sorry I can't do this," Bella said, unreasonably calm.

"Of course you can, love." Edward kissed her forehead and pushed her hair out of her face. "You did a great job with Allegra, you can do this."

Bella glared at Edward. All of the sudden he was back to being the wonderful supporting husband that had vanish the second she went into labor. Unfortunately it was too little too late. She was not having Edward Jasper Masen Cullen until she found out what the hell Dr. Morris meant by 'the first baby.'

"What did you mean 'the first baby'?" Bella asked, ignoring her husband. He'd spent the last few hours ignoring her, it was time he got a taste of his own medicine. Dr. Morris was staring at her wide eyed. "Dr. Morris, what did you mean 'the first baby'?" Bella punctuated each word with as much anger and seriousness as she could muster under the circumstances, which was thankfully quite a bit. The room had gone strangely silent, all except Bella's labored breathing. She assumed that the Cullens were all staring at Dr. Morris waiting for his answer, she wasn't about to break eye contact to find out. It was vitally important that she know what the hell he was talking about.

"Dr. Monroe didn't tell you?" he said finally.

"No, she didn't!"

"After your last ultrasound," he stammered. "She was supposed to call because they found something they hadn't before. She must have gone on maternity leave before she could, but the attending physician should have called you."

"No one called me!" Bella yelled. She groped blindly at the table next to her and threw the first thing she could get her hands on, which turned out to a vase of roses that Esme had gotten her when she checked in several hours ago. Dr. Morris managed to duck just in time and the vase shattered against the wall behind him.

"What the hell did they find?" Edward asked, his tone murderous.

"Nothing serious, just another baby," Dr. Morris said, hastily.

"Nothing serious. NOTHING SERIOUS!!!" Bella roared. "I'm having twins and that's not serious?! Argghh!" Bella arched her back a massive contraction pulsed through her body.

"It's time," Dr. Morris said. "Dr. Cullen, be ready to cut the umbilical cord."

Bella screamed as she pushed as hard as she could. Her scream was cut off abruptly by the scream of a seconds old new born. She fell back into the hospital bed, exhausted, knowing that it was only half over. Another baby, another damn baby! How had Dr. Monroe missed another baby in an ultrasound?

Bella glanced over at Edward. Her husband had frozen solid. Dr. Morris and Carlisle were busy doing something between her legs, while Esme and Rosalie stood over the new born cooing. A nurse brought the baby over to Bella as soon as possible. Laying the child on her chest so that they could bond. A pair of confused brown eyes met hers and Bella felt tears prickling her eyes. He was so beautiful, with a mass of brown curls on his head.

"Hello, Edward," she whispered. Edward Jasper, moments old looked his mother in the eye and smiled a toothless grin. Bella reached over to her right randomly waving her hand until she hit her husband. She kept hitting him until she was sure that he'd unfrozen. "Pay attention to your son, Edward," she said.

Bella hadn't a clue if Edward actually did. For all she knew he was dancing the cha-cha with one of the overly flirtatious nurses or more likely beating the living daylights out of Emmett. The point was that Bella was so taken with her infant son and his deep brown eyes that the rest of the world paled in comparison. He looked so adorably confused. This new world was so bright and harsh, Bella was sure that it was a lot for the little guy to take in.

She was also sure that she'd a moment like this with Allegra, but honestly she couldn't remember. All she remembered of Allegra's birth was her own tears at being all alone and her new born daughter's energetic screaming. Bella really should have known then that her daughter would be nothing but trouble. Lovable trouble, but trouble all the same.

Bella did notice when Edward gently laid his hand on Eddie's back. She looked up at him only then realizing that her vision had blurred with tears of joy. She loved Edward so much. She loved their son so much. She loved Allegra so much. She even loved the little bugger still fighting his/her way out of her womb. She loved everyone at the moment. Bella wasn't sure if it was the awesome experience of holding her son for the first time or the random fluctuation of hormones flooding her system, but she was suddenly in love with the whole world.

The moment was broken quite nicely by Eddie Jasper's twin and a very powerful, very uncomfortable contraction.

"Son of a bitch!" Bella screamed. Edward snatched their son out of her arms, as Bella sat up and pushed. She was kind of glad that that moment of unadulterated bliss was over because it meant she could be mad at her husband again.

If it weren't for Edward and his super vampire sperm she'd be done giving birth by now.

Bella looked at the husband in question and once again contemplated the numerous benefits of divorce, when she saw it. The look in his eye when gazing down at the little life they had created together. He was beyond thrilled, beyond joy, beyond mere happiness. He was all of those mundane emotions and more. Over-thrilled, overjoyed, over-happiness. And in love. He was experiencing his moment of unadulterated bliss. Bella imagined that he was wearing the same look he had on now when he'd first met Allegra. Curled in her car seat looking up at him with her sparkling green eyes and squealing in joy.

Bella lost her anger as quickly as she had gotten it. She loved Edward and was willing to go through as much discomfort as was physically possible if only to keep that look of love and bliss and joy on his face for a moment longer.

With new resolve, Bella steeled herself for the unpleasantness to come. Three babies… If someone had told her yesterday (in between jabs from Emmett about her letting herself go so early in her marriage) that she would be willingly giving birth to twins in a few hours time she would have called them nuts and then thrown something at them. But here she was giving birth to her third child.

And to think, she once thought she never wanted children.

"You're doing a great job, Bella," Dr. Morris said. "I want you to push extra hard on my cue. Can you do that for me?"

"Don't patronize me, you slack jawed asshole!" Bella answered.

"All right. Push now!"

"Arghh!" Bella pushed with all her might. She was mildly surprised she didn't pop a blood vessel in the process. All of the sudden Edward was by her side again… without their baby boy. Bella lost her focus for a split second. "Where is he? Where's Eddie Jasper? Where's my son?" she asked between gasps.

"It's okay, love," Edward said soothingly. "Rosalie and one of the nurses are cleaning and dressing him." She looked past him and saw the bemused eyes of her son peaking over Rosalie's shoulder.

"Oh." Bella laid back and sighed in relief.

"Bella," Dr. Morris said. "I need your attention on me for a little bit longer."

"Oh, right. Having a baby," she said. "Need to focus."

"Push again, Bella," Carlisle said. "Push hard." Bella gritted her teeth and pushed and pushed and pushed. She took a few seconds to catch her breath and then pushed and pushed and pushed some more. A breather and more pushing. Another breather and much more pushing.

Bella wasn't entirely sure how long she'd been pushing, but it felt like forever. Eddie was in cradled in Edward's arms again and it seemed that the two of them were getting lost in each other's eyes. Or at least Edward was getting lost in Eddie's eyes. The new born was too distracted by his Daddy's messy hair and the fact that he was an infant to notice the look of love and adoration on his father's face. During one of her breathers between pushing, Bella reached over to stroke Edward's cheek lovingly. He looked up at her with so much pride shining in his eyes.

"She's crowning," Dr. Morris said. "Dr. Cullen?"

"I'm ready," Carlisle said.

"Arrrgghhh!" Bella screeched as she pushed with everything she had. She finally felt the baby part ways with her body and fell back onto the bed, mentally exhausted. "That's it," she gasped. "I'm never having another child for as long as I live. Never, never, never, never, never again."

Dr. Morris glanced at her and then at Edward, obviously concerned, while Carlisle managed to deliver the Placenta. Alice was rolling her eyes, Rosalie looked a little put out that there wouldn't be anymore babies and Esme was just as concerned as Dr. Morris. She seemed to realize that the only real way to ensure that there would be no more babies was if Bella and Edward never had sex again. Something that Bella was completely aware of.

"Ummm…" Edward said. "It's that something we should talk about, alone."

"A bouncing baby boy," Dr. Morris said, laying the newborn on Bella's chest.

Bella cradled her son close and gazed happily into his pretty blue eyes. He seemed to be identical to his older brother except for his eyes that he must have gotten from Renee. He wore the same look of bemused confusion that Bella so adored on a newborn. She was glad for the different eye colors because that meant she'd be able to tell the difference between her boys.

"Bella?" Edward said, pulling her attention away from her lovable little buddle of joy. She looked up at him questioningly. "Isn't us having more kids something that we should discuss in private, together?"

"Oh, sure," she said. He relaxed. "But only if you plan on having the next one."

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Edward wasn't sure how to answer that, so he stayed silent hoping that that was the right way to respond. He knew that Bella hadn't enjoyed giving birth, but the end result (the baby) was so wonderful that he couldn't imagine not wanting to have tons of children. Sure he had been shocked when he found out that Bella was having two babies instead of the one that they had been expecting. But that revolved more around confusion.

How had he, a vampire, with super hearing and everything, not known that his wife was pregnant with two children?

He had looked to Carlisle for the answer but his father could only speculate. Perhaps the boys were so in-sync with each other that their heartbeats were exactly the same? Perhaps they had been positioned just so that even the most advanced ultrasound couldn't detect the other body? Perhaps it was easier for the second child to remain unnoticed because they both seemed to have inherited their mother's silent mind? Perhaps? Perhaps? Perhaps?

But no answers.

It was true that they had inherited their mother's mental shield. Edward had noticed once Bella was in her eighth and ninth month that, though he should have been able to, he heard not a peep from the child(ren) in her belly. Bella had laughed about it every time Edward brought it up. She thought it was hilarious that he wouldn't be able to read the mind(s) of his son(s). But then Bella's sense of humor while pregnant was not something that Edward cared to dwell on.

Suffice to say, her humor aired on the morbid side.

Bella had hit him until he came back to himself. There snuggled into her arms was his boy. Eddie Jasper Masen Cullen. And he was in love. Edward loved his brothers, for all their many faults (most of them Emmett's) and he certainly loved Carlisle, but this was different. This was his son. This was an organic love, a love that knew no bounds, that built bridges, that flew to the stars and back. This was a love that came from nine months of waiting, countless hours of labor and a single act of love between him and his wife. It was the most precious, most wonderful moment of his life. It was like seeing Allegra for the first time.

Joy, so much joy.

Edward was distracted, yet again, when his second, unnamed son was laid on Bella's wasn't entirely concerned about not having anymore children. Allegra was impossible to keep up with most days, he couldn't imagine the havoc that these two boys would get up to if they took after their sister. What he was concerned about was the very real possibility of never having sex with his wife again. That was a possibility he wasn't sure he could live with.

She'd gotten rather lusty in her third trimester and Edward had gotten used to making love once or twice a day. Three times if he put the thought in her head. It wasn't the only part of their relationship that he loved, but it was the most intimate moments that he had with her. Sure every once and a while they'd catch each others' eye over the head of their cinnamon roll covered daughter and they'd share a moment of parental pride and love that knew no bounds. And those moments were intimate, very intimate. So intimate that when one of the family members interrupted it they both got pissed.

But it was nothing like making love.

Their bodies tangled together, joined so perfectly, staring into one another's eyes as they reached bliss together… Or when Bella was feeling particularly frisky it was just a short romp in the bathroom. But it didn't matter if they were making deep passionate love to one another, or just screwing around, it was very important part of their relationship. And it certainly wasn't a part Edward was interested in having end so early on in their relationship.

While Edward thought all this over and looked deeply into his yet unnamed son's blue eyes, the nurses were cleaning Bella up and moving her to fresh bed. At some point a nurse had taken the new born off of Bella's chest to clean him up and get his measurements and whatnot. Edward wasn't really paying attention to any of it, the only thing he could focus on outside of his mental musings about the state of his sex life, was his son.

The nurse (who had all but been mentally ravishing him in her head) handed the freshly cleaned infant to Edward who held him to his chest. Edward loved Allegra with all his heart and even if he and Bella had another daughter, she would always hold a very special place in his heart because she was his first child… but this, this was his son. His little boy. And Eddie Jasper, currently curled in his Aunt Rosalie's arms, was his little boy too.

They were his boys, his precious little boys.

"You're going to name him after me right?" Emmett asked. Edward glanced over his shoulder where Emmett who was grinning like a maniac. As far as he was concerned he hadn't so much lost to Jasper as come in second place. And since there was another baby it stood to reason that the silver medal winner should be awarded middle name rights. It's only fair, Edward, Emmett thought poignantly.

"That's something that Bella and I need to talk about together," Edward said. He thought about this for a second and turned to his wife. "Right?"

Bella sighed and rolled her eyes. Jasper picked Allegra up and she climbed onto her Mommy's hospital bed. Allegra crawled into Bella's arms, desperately seeking some attention before both her parents were distracted by the two new babies to notice her and all her wonderfulness. Bella scooted over so that Edward could sit next to her. He cradled his unnamed son in one arm and wife and daughter in the other.

"It only makes sense for you to name him after me," Emmett reasoned. "Who else will you name him after?"

Edward took a good look at Emmett's thoughts. He knew that his brother wasn't being entirely honest and just needed him to slip for a few seconds… Ah, there it was the real reason.

"Emmett, I'm not naming my son after you just so you can beat Jasper in some way, shape or form. Getting first name rights won't make up for the fact that he beat the crap out of you," Edward said. Emmett scowled. I might not make up for the fact that he's a quick little bugger, but it will make me feel better! "And stop being such a baby."

"How about we name him 'something Emmett Masen Cullen'?" Bella suggested. Emmett brightened. At least he'd have this.

"That could work," he said. "But I'm not too fond of the first name."

"Stop being an idiot, Emmett," Rosalie snapped.

"Well, if their not going to name the kid after me they better come up with a name better then 'something'."

"I was thinking of naming him Carlisle," Bella said. The whole family looked away from Emmett to Bella. She was gazing down at the boy nestled in Edward's arms. She tweaked his nose and he giggled.

Oh, Bella, Esme thought. Edward looked away from the smiling child in his arms to his mother. Esme was shaking with silent happy tears. Carlisle had his arm around her, he was truly touched that Bella would even offer to name their unexpected child after him. Edward looked at Bella. She seemed completely oblivious to how touched both Carlisle and Esme were. She was just being kind.

Just being Bella.

"I figured," she continued. "We named our first son after you, Edward. And your birth father." She looked up at him. "But Carlisle's been your father for a lot longer then your birth father ever was, so it seems to me that he deserves some credit." Edward smiled and kissed her sweetly on the lips. "Plus he's had to deal with you for a century."

Emmett laughed and the rest of the family smiled.

"So, we're naming him, Carlisle Emmett Masen Cullen," Edward asked, completely ignoring Bella's ribbing.

"And we can call him 'Em' for short," Emmett suggested.

"Or you could go get the nurse, so we can put his name down on his birth certificate?" Bella said. Emmett huffed and went to find the nurse with the paper work.

Edward smiled after his disgruntled brother. He felt Allegra press her hand into his cheek. She wanted to know about the babies. She hadn't been expecting babies. Sure Mommy and Daddy told her there would be a baby, but she hadn't believed them and certainly hadn't expected two babies. Brothers, no less.

"Allegra, Mommy and I would never lie to you about something like this," Edward said, looking down at her. "I told you that the reason Mommy was getting so…" Edward picked the next work carefully. "Round, was because there was a baby on the way."

"I didn't think you meant it," she said.

"Honey, why would Daddy and I joke about something this serious?" Bella asked.

"It was what Uncle Emem said after you tole me," Allegra mumbled. Edward sighed as Emmett's words ran through Allegra's head.

"What did he say?" Bella demanded.

"He said that you wasn't having a baby, you was just getting fat," Allegra said, with youthful innocence.

"It looks like Emmett just lost middle name rights," Alice said, Bella's eye twitched.

"Ha! Looks like I've still won," Jasper said, Bella's eye twitched some more.

"We should probably lock the door before Bella tries to kill Emmett," Alice whispered, Bella's eye kept twitching.

"Why?" Rosalie asked. "It's not like she can."

Emmett chose that moment to reenter the hospital room.

"No middle name for you!" Bella screamed.

"But! Wha? Why?!"

"Because you're fat!"

"Oh, crap."

The End