BPOV

With my arms over my head and our hands intertwined, Edward's thrusts were becoming slower as he went deeper. I closed my eyes enjoying the pleasure he was bringing me.

"Mmm, you feel so good," he moaned against my mouth, but it sounded whiny not husky like it should be.

He worked his way down my neck as he pumped in and out of me. Then the more I felt him the hotter and sweatier he got.

"Mmm, so good." He groaned, this time I heard him wretch.

Huh?

"Edward?" I asked shooting up, looking at his hunched form heaving over the side of the bed.

"Don't feel good," he whined.

"Oh God," I sighed, rubbing his sweat soaked back. "Are you okay?"

He leaned back down so his head hit the pillow. "I'm done doing that, he choked out.

I reached for my crutches and felt his clammy hand grab mine. "Where are you going?" he questioned.

"I'm not letting your puke stay on the floor."

"You're not cleaning it up," he argued weakly.

"I can and will," I said hopping up and headed to the bathroom.

The question was how would I be able to do this? I took my crutch and used it to move the wastebasket towards me. I grabbed a towel and washcloth throwing it in said wastebasket. I hobbled over to the sink reaching under it for the Pine Sol and threw it with the rest of my supplies. I began moving with my crutches and slowly scooted the wastebasket with each step. Maybe Carmen wasn't such a bitch, the therapy was obviously working since I got this far.

I froze in the doorway when I saw Kenzie cuddling next to a sick Edward. Then I noticed a twin puddle next to Edwards. Great they're both sick.

"Bella don't," he mumbled as his hand fell limply across Kenz.

I ignored him scooting the wastebasket towards they're mess. I took my body pillow from next to Edward, setting it up against the bed and carefully slid down until my ass hit it. From there it was cake, it took me fifteen minutes to clean up the mess. I struggled getting up, Edward's flailing hands and protests weren't helping. My third failed attempt of standing resulted in my back hitting the frame of the bed. I tried not to cry out in pain, but that was also another fail because I heard Edward on his phone. "Mom…Sick… Bella… Floor…" he said incoherently.

"I'm fine," I grunted, trying to get up.

I'm a dumbass because the pain in my pelvis and back were only becoming worse. All I wanted was to curl up in my bed and go back to sleep.

I felt tiny fingers tugging at my hair. I glanced up at Kenzie's pouting face. "Mommy my tummy hurts," she whimpered as Edward cuddled her closer.

"I'll make it better, monk." I promised stroking her sweaty forehead from my spot on the floor.

Twenty minutes later Esme rushed into the room with Carlisle following close behind her.

"Bella are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I hissed in pain as Carlisle picked me up. "They're both sick and I tried cleaning it up."

"You should have called us first," Esme scolded.

"It's three o'clock in the morning," I seethed my anger directed towards my pain.

"Still you could have seriously hurt yourself."

She was making me feel like shit for trying to take care of them. They were both sick and I wanted to make them feel better. I was the Mommy and soon to be wife it was what I was supposed to do.

I buried my face in Carlisle's shoulder to hide my tears. "It's okay to ask us for help," he said soothingly.

I shook my head against him and then felt something lightly brushing my foot. I looked down seeing Edward frowning as he was trying to pull me out of his father's arms.

Esme was sitting next to him taking his and Kenz's temperature. "They both have fevers," she announced fussing over them.

"Please just let me be with them Carlisle," I pleaded.

His kind blue eyes gave me an answer before he said anything. He sat me down on the bed next to Edward.

"I'll bring in some medicine for them, I think Bella can watch them."

"But she's hurt," Esme protested.

"I'll grab her meds too." He offered gently tugging on her hand.

I mouthed 'thank you' as I cuddled Kenzie to my right side and Edward clung to my left.

"Mommy," she sniffled uncomfortably.

"It's going to be alright baby," I soothed rubbing her back.

Carlisle left for a few minutes, but returned with everything we would need.

"We'll be in one of the guest rooms," Esme called leaving the room.

I was able to get both of them settled after giving them some of the meds he gave me. Edward was the only one that couldn't keep anything down. The pain in my back combined with the two sickies in bed with me, allowed me only a few hours of sleep.

Eventually Alice dragged me out of my room saying I needed a break and we hung out in the living room while Esme focused on Edward and Kenz.

Hendrix sat in my lap as I petted her. Not going to lie when I first saw her in Edward's arms two days ago, I wasn't very happy with him. The eyes are what did me in, they were different and made her special. I know she's a dog, but she has her own personality.

"She's only going to get bigger," Alice warned. She wasn't a fan of the dog.

"She'll be bigger then you," I giggled, sticking my tongue out at her.

"You are so funny," she squealed sarcastically.

Our banter was interrupted with arguing out in the hallway. I turned my ear and heard Esme's voice rising to what seemed like another female voice.

"She's my daughter," the voice growled.

"You gave up that right when you laid a hand on that child," Esme roared.

I was scared, I had never in my life heard Esme Cullen talk like that to anyone. "Alice, get Carlisle."

She nodded, he was somewhere in the house.

"I want to talk to her!" the voice yelled.

"Over my dead body!" Esme's tone was lethal.

"Carlisle," I called as he bolted from the kitchen to the hallway, with Alice trailing behind him.

"Renee," he said calmly and that's when my world froze completely. My mother was in my house asking to see me?

It had been seventeen years since I'd last seen my mother. When I was little, I remembered her stumbling in and out of rooms, screaming at my dad, and hitting me on occasion.

Alice sat down looking at me with concern. "Bella," she said carefully.

"My… mm…mom," I stuttered. My breathing was becoming ragged; I knew I was having a panic attack.

I hate you…

*SLAP

You are a worthless mistake…

*SMACK

Even Daddy hates you…

*HAIR GRAB

"Oh God," someone cried, I wasn't sure who.

"Breathe," Carlisle, chanted softly, brushing my hair back.

I started to relax and felt Esme's arms wrap around me. "She will never come near you again."

"Please… can I… go upstairs?" I hiccupped through my tears.

Carlise and Esme both exchanged a look as if they were in silent conversation, finally Carlise picked me up and carried me to my room. Edward was sleeping with his arm protectively around Kenzie. It made me cry harder. How could anyone beat and abandon their child? It would kill me if Edward or I did anything like that.

"You need to calm down," Carlise whispered. "They wouldn't want you upset like this."

He gently sat me down in the glider I've had since Kenzie was born and kneeled in front of me.

"Why would she show up now?" I sniffled.

"Unfortunately, I don't have an answer for that."

"She used to hit me," I said quietly, wiping at my eyes.

"When she left it wasn't the first time," he said slowly, his eyes widening.

"I didn't tell my dad… He was so in love with her," I cried.

"Bella this might sound clichéd, but you are Charlie's world."

"Carlisle…"

"Listen, we knew that Renee had issues and your father tried getting her help. The truth is that she didn't want any help. He moved on to make sure you were happy while still trying to deal with your mother's illness. When she had you, she was graduating high school and wanted nothing more than to leave Forks. It was her Bella, not you."

"Mackenzie wasn't planned," I disagreed.

"There's the difference in the people." He pointed out giving me the same crooked smile Edward gives me except it held no lusty meaning.

"Dad?" Edward rasped out.

Then his eyes locked on mine and he sat up abruptly. As fast as he was up, he was back down. "Dizzy," he mumbled.

"That's an effect of having a virus," Carlise admonished gently, walking over to him.

"Bring her," he complained, reaching out for me.

"You were always a needy child," he mused, coming over to get me as I giggled lightly.

"Dad," Edward groaned.

"Patience," he said sitting me on the bed.

Edward maneuvered Mackenzie so she was on his other side and pulled me to him. "You've been crying," he realized.

"My back," I lied.

"You should have never tried cleaning our puke."

"Ew," I said wrinkling my nose.

"So mature," Edward said giving me a lazy smile.

Carlisle came over and took both their temperatures again. Both were going down, which was a relief.

"I'll be amazed if you don't end up sick," Carlise chuckled.

"I have a excellent immune system," I boasted.

"Apparently she has Edward's," he joked, nodding towards Kenz.

"She is perfect," I murmured, leaning over Edward kissing my baby's messy hair.

"She'll be sick," Edward, teased looking up at his father.

"I'll be downstairs if you kids need me," he smiled leaving us alone.

"Now I know you're in this forever if you take care of me while I'm sick," he poked at me.

"I love you puke and all," I squirmed.

"My girl is such a romantic," he crooned, squeezing my hand.

"I seriously love you very much," I told him letting my emotions get the best of me.

"You okay?" He asked his concern growing.

"My back," I mumbled into his chest.

We lay together quietly. I think the only reason he wasn't pushing me was because he was sick. Through tired eyes, he kept giving my wary glances. Finally, Kenzie's eyes started to flutter open.

"Monkey," I murmured kissing her head.

"My tummy hurts," she frowned.

"Daddy's hurts too," I offered.

She looked at him with sad eyes. I just wanted to take away that uncomfortable feeling. "Daddy?"

He nodded weakly. I brought my fingers up to play with his hair. When we were in college and he would get sick, he would always make his way to my room and lay with me. Edward was extremely whiny when sick and he would always make sure someone knew his pain. I would always play with his hair to calm him down. Then we had Mackenzie who was exactly like her father.

"Mommy," she said climbing slowly over Edward and clung to me.

"I got you baby," I cooed holding her gently.

"Mommy," she sighed contently in my ear.

I felt Edward's hands join mine rubbing on her back.

These two were my main priority. I had no idea what my mother wanted, but I wasn't going to let her come in and taint everything I had built for myself.

A/N: OMG! I want to let you all know I live in freakin' Pennsylvania and we were hit with 22 inches of snow! I have had no power or heat since Friday night. I had to keep charging my laptop at work so I could write at night. I want to say FUCK THE ELECTRIC COMPANY because they obviously suck! I am able to update via my bff's house because he was power. The next update might be in a couple a days it's almost done. Again huge thanks to my beta dolphin62598 she ROCKS!!! Please read and review…