EPOV
We were sitting in Irina's office, she was Bella's doctor who delivered Mackenzie and we both agreed that she should be there for this little one too.
I had Mackenzie sitting on my lap and she looked nervous. I told her multiple times that we weren't here for her. She still wasn't convinced.
Dad was the only doctor she liked because he was her Gramps. A couple of days ago I had to take her to an allergy specialist and she was less than happy with me, especially when she had to be tested with about five different needles.
"Daddy no shots right?" she asked biting her lip.
"I'm seeing the doctor today, monk. Remember?" Bella assured her while she lay on the examining table.
"You have to get shots?" she frowned.
"Maybe," she shrugged, now biting her lip nervously.
"Shots aren't that bad," I insisted to both of them.
"You have a tattoo, you obviously embrace pain," she said rolling her eyes.
Mackenzie sat up and smacked my shoulder blade where my tattoo resided. "You're tutu have needles?" she asked horrified.
I hugged her close for a moment trying to think of how to explain tattoo to a four year old, but I had nothing.
The door opened and Irina smiled at all of us. "How is everyone doing today?"
"Me, Mommy and Daddy are healthy and need no shots," Kenz rambled adamantly.
Bella giggled and I chuckled kissing her head. Irina crouched down in front of me and grinned at Bella and me.
"Is that so?" she asked.
"Yes."
"I might have to give Mommy a shot," she sighed regretfully.
"But Mommy doesn't like shots," Mackenzie explained eyeing Bella carefully. At least she was trying to save her mother.
"I'll give her a lollipop when it's over," she mused.
"I like lollies."
"You do?" she asked surprised.
Kenz nodded and told her about her own run in at the doctors. Once we got through to her that Irina wasn't going to hurt Bella, she began the ultrasound.
"According to Carlisle you found out a couple of weeks ago?"
"Yeah, it's been hard for us to come in," she explained. We tried to come sooner, but with our work schedules, it was nearly impossible.
"From the looks of it you're a little over thirteen weeks."
"Why is she doing that to Mommy's tummy?" Mackenzie whispered.
"Watch," I whispered back.
"Any morning sickness, headaches, fever…" she rattled off the usual questions.
Mackenzie was focused on the screen watching with rapid curiosity. Her eyes started to squint like she was figuring something out.
"Surprisingly no, I have been achy and tender," Bella blushed looking at my smirking face. I had been living it up, motor boating her, she said her breasts were tender and I used it to my advantage to make her feel good with sucking and nipping.
Irina nodded and that's when the heartbeat filled the room.
"What's that noise?" Mackenzie asked furrowing her brow.
"That would be you baby brother or sister," Irina smiled.
"A baby," she said slowly.
"Yeah there's a baby in Mommy's belly, monk," I said gently gauging her reaction.
"We don't need a baby…I'm the baby," she said frankly her frown deepening. And this is exactly why Bella wanted to leave her at home and have us wait to tell her. Ease her into the idea of being a big sister. I should have fucking listened.
Bella had a smug smile on her lips and Irina was trying hard not to laugh as she cleaned everything up.
"Kenzers look at Daddy," I pleaded, trying to turn her to face me.
"I'm not talking to you," she said quietly looking straight ahead.
"We'll get you set up Bella, I've also talked to Carmen and she said that even though you've improved she wants to have more sessions with you."
"Fine," Bella sighed adjusting her top.
"I'm not going to sugar coat this but this will be a harder pregnancy for you than it was with Mackenzie due to the accident. I'm hopeful that with the right rest and positive outlook things shouldn't be too bad. We will need to deliver c-section and we'll talk about bed rest in the next few appointments."
"Thank you, Irina." She smiled gratefully.
Before Irina left, she gave Mackenzie a lollipop, which she quietly took. It was freaking me out how quiet she was being.
Bella slowly eased her way down in front of me kneeling on the floor. She took her finger and lifted Mackenzie's gaze to hers.
"Talk," She ordered softly.
"Bella, maybe we should wait until we're home," I suggested because I didn't want her pissy-ness to ruin our happy day.
"No, she will not behave like this," Bella said shaking her head. "Now tell Mommy and Daddy how you feel?"
"I…I'm the baby," she whined.
"You're not a baby anymore monk," her mother said gently. "You're a big girl."
"I'm your baby," she said giving her tone a stubborn edge.
"Whether you like it or not there's a baby in here," she glared at her, pointing at her stomach. "Daddy and I love you, but you have to know that you don't always get your way."
I gave her a funny look because now she looked like she was going to kill me. The pregnancy hormones were taking prisoners. Abort Cullen, fucking abort! Jump ship or something before she castrates you.
"I'm going to runaway," Kenz threatened.
"Where?" Bella pried.
"I'm running away to… Nana's… no AUNT ROSIE'S!" she yelled and pushed Bella's shoulder. I grabbed her little hand giving her a stern look. She was killing me as her big brown eyes filled with tears.
"Fine, live with Aunt Rosie for all I care," Bella grumbled as she scrambled to her feet and left the room.
"Mommy's sooo mean," she cried burying her face in my neck.
I had no fucking clue what just happened as I held my baby trying to comfort her. She silently cried the whole way to the car. When leaving the reception area the expectant mothers and fathers stared. Most of the men looked scared and I wanted to tell them 'you have no idea'. Bella was looking out the windshield fuming, when I placed Mackenzie in her booster seat.
"You had to fucking bring her and couldn't just listen to your mother and me," she said sharply, but quietly.
"Bella," I tried.
"Give her what she wants Edward take her to Em's," she spat.
"They went to Sonoma for the weekend," I mumbled.
"Then take her to your parents," she insisted.
I said nothing the whole time I drove, this wasn't how things were going to be. For my own sanity, I wasn't going to have my very hormonal wife arguing with my very temperamental four-year-old. It wasn't an option.
I pulled into the driveway and looked at Bella's scowling face. "This isn't your mom's house."
"No, it's ours."
"I want Aunt Rosie," Kenz started crying.
"Aunt Rose went on a trip and Nana isn't home."
"Edward," she growled.
I got out of the car to get Mackenzie and once she clung to me, I reached my hand out for Bella, who huffed and pushed past me.
"Daddy," Mackenzie whimpered.
"Shhh," I soothed her rubbing her back.
Bella was sitting on the couch with her hand on her stomach. I placed Mackenzie on her lap. Her face softened, but I could still see her annoyance with me, as I lifted up her shirt exposing her small bump. I placed my hand there.
"Give me you hand Kenzers," I asked.
I moved my hand and held hers there. I glanced up at Bella seeing the tears rolling down her cheeks. Her hand came up and started stroking Mackenzie's hair. I pulled closer to Bella's stomach and began to talk.
"Hey, in there," I started, pressing Mackenzie's hand against Bella. "That's your big sister."
I raised my view to Kenz watching me intently and Bella finally smiling. She knew where I was going with this.
"She's not mean, she's usually quite nice," I stage whispered.
"The baby heard me?" Kenz gasped in horror.
"Um… Of course Carl heard you," I nodded.
"Carl?" Bella blurted out.
"Carl," I shrugged.
Mackenzie looked at her hand and then to both of us with concern. She leaned down enough so she was level with Bella's bump. "I'm sorry I was sooo mean Carl," she whispered. "I love you lots."
I reached over placing a kiss by her hand and Mackenzie followed suit. "See now Carl isn't sad."
"I'm sorry I was bad Mommy and pushed your arm," her little brown eyes pleaded.
"It's okay Mackenzie," Bella said holding her tightly kissing her head.
Mackenzie squirmed her way out of Bella's grasp in search of her beloved Hendrix.
"What made you think of that?"
"Dad," I paused with a smirk. "Apparently Emmett felt the same way about me."
"He did?"
"You grew up an only child. When Esme was trying to get him off the bottle and pacifiers he would find me and climb in my playpen, sit on me, stealing mine away from me."
"I never knew this," she giggled pulling me to her. I sat sideways and put my legs across her lap, her hands resting on my thighs.
"Now you do," I nodded.
She looked at me opening and closing her mouth a few times. I saw the hesitation in her eyes.
"I was terrible and I'm sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry for."
"No, I've been snappy with you and you've been perfect…" she cried.
I brought my hand to her face and pulled her other cheek to my shoulder.
"I love you," I murmured in her hair. I wasn't going to lie and say she wasn't being a bitch because she was, but I loved this woman.
"I'm not thrilled about bed rest," she pouted.
"I already have some of my work schedule cleared for the next couple of months."
"What about the rest of the disaster series for Washington?"
"I'll go to Iraq in three months, you'll be six months along and that one is a shorter trip. Sierra Leone is scheduled for after Carl's born," I smiled.
"If Carl is a girl she's going to have a complex," she giggled. The giggles are what I wanted to hear not the crying.
"I'll pay for her therapy."
She grabbed my face kissing me hard. "I love you so fucking much," she whispered.
"I know this Mrs. Cullen," I replied kissing her ring.
"Are we going to honeymoon?"
"You my wife who hates any kind of present or money spent on her is asking for a honeymoon?"
"I was merely curious."
"When things settle down we can plan one."
"Nothing over the top."
"Of course not," I said rolling my eyes.
"We need to go to my dad's house soon too, so we can tell him," she said rubbing her stomach.
"You're going to have to officially meet James," I pointed out.
"Oh trust me I know, Sue says he is the all time smart ass."
"I can't let this happen that was… is my title," I scoffed shaking my head.
"I suggest you school the little punk and show him who he's dealing with," she said seriously.
"Remember when your dad caught Jazz and I with pot," I laughed.
"You were trying to get his fifteen year old to smoke with you… IN HIS HOUSE."
"Don't give me that, you were going to do it, you just blamed us because you didn't want to ruin your good girl rep."
"I want you to remember what you're saying for when our children do it, you'll be a world class hypocrite."
"There's a difference," I defended.
"What's the difference?"
"I was trying to get into your pants," I stated obviously.
"You make no sense," she said tapping at my head.
"Listen, you wanted to smoke with us to look cool. I was very cool all through high school and college. If we were high together we would have fucked," I concluded.
"You're so sure of this?"
"I'm positive."
"All the pot has fried your maniacal brain," she smirked.
"I don't…"
"Before you fought with Jazz you smoked like what? Twice a week," she said arching an eyebrow.
"H…wha…"
"Do you think you don't smell like it? And you constantly call out Jazz about it."
"Emmett does it too," I confessed.
"Such a tattle-tale," she teased, scratching her fingers in my hair. I felt fucking good.
"You going to tell your dad?" I groaned.
"I don't want the chief to drag away my husband for narcotics."
"That is noble of you."
"You're to pretty for jail, you'll become someone's bitch for sure," she laughed, as I moved my legs off her and quickly had her on my lap.
"I'll always be your bitch," I murmured against her lips.
"Damn right," she sang, kissing me deeply.
A/N: I can't believe all the reviews for last chapter. Welcome to all new readers I didn't know more websites were rec'ing this! I want to thank my beta Dolphin62598 because she really is the best! Do your thing guys!