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When I woke up, I knew we were no longer alone and that there was going to be no encore of last night. Abby's small body was snuggled between us as she slept deeply. Raising my eyes, I saw Edward looking at me and gasped, not expecting to see him awake.

"Hey," he whispered, running his hand over my hip. "Sleep well?"

"Hey, you," I greeted him with a smile. "I slept perfect. You?"

"It was perfect until someone squirmed between us," he mumbled, trying to sound upset.

"What are we doing today?" I wondered, cupping the hand that was on my hip.

"Whatever you want. We can visit around here if there's something to visit. I thought it would be nice and quiet." He shrugged.

"It is quiet," I acknowledged. So much quieter than Chicago – my ears were ringing. "But you realize I have to talk to my boss about this spontaneous break?" I asked, giggling.

"Ah, you're forgetting that he's a fan. It was easy to bribe him with tickets for the next season to let you go for two weeks."

"Two weeks?" I exclaimed, regretting it when Abby stirred between us. It had been a week, yesterday when he told me to pack for Abby.

Edward gave me a sheepish smile. "You just love to ruin my surprises."

"Where are we going? I thought we stayed here for only one week." I was confused.

Abby yawned loudly and opened her eyes looking at us then around, confused. We should have made sure she was awake and aware we were some other place, not home, but I never had the heart to wake her up.

"Morning, little bit," Edward said softly, kissing her head. She scowled, hating the nickname, which made Edward laugh and bring her closer to him, burrowing his face in her stomach and giving her a raspberry. Abby shrieked and tried squirming out of his grip. Easier said than done.

"Edward, leave her alone!" I moaned, saving her from him. "She doesn't like it."

"Little bit likes it," Edward shot back, rolling Abby on her back and going back to teasing her. In moments like this, I wasn't sure which one was the kid.

"No, Daddy!" she squealed.

I watched as he started tickling her. That always ended up with Edward sporting a fresh bruise. He wouldn't learn his lesson until she knocked his teeth out.

I slipped out of the bed, letting them act like kids as I went in search for coffee. The cottage had everything you needed in the kitchen appliance department. I only had to find where Edward had stowed the coffee and sugar. Ten minutes of fruitless searching, I decided to go and ask, only to find them both fast asleep.

Deciding not to wake him up, I grabbed our bag, the last possible option and rummaged through it. He was a dead man if he forgot the coffee.

During my searching, I stumbled over my toiletries bag. Had he packed that for me? I might reconsider killing him. Curious of what he had packed for me, I opened it. My eyes widened when I saw everything I might need in there, from body lotion to my favorite shampoo and my tampons. He was too much.

As I looked at the tampons box, I felt my hands shaking. I didn't remember using them last month.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" I yelled, dropping the box to the floor. It couldn't be true. Who said pills were safe, lied. Big time.

"What happened? Are you okay? Bella, love?" Edward was awake and right in front of me.

I looked up in his concerned green eyes before to the floor where the box lay. Why couldn't we do this the normal way? Plan this before it actually happened! Why?

"Bella, what's wrong?" Edward insisted, rising my head with a finger on my chin.

"Uh, I think…" I pointed to the box at our feet. "I think…I'm pregnant."

His eyebrows drew in the middle of his forehead as he looked at me surprised then a stupid grin appeared on his face. "Really?"

"Uh huh."

Before I knew what was going on, I was in his strong arms and being twirled around. When he finally put me back down safely on the floor, I saw Abby on the bed watching us confused. Edward picked her up, and kissed her soundly.

"Guess what, little bit? You're gonna have a little brother or sister."

"Now?" She asked unsure, looking at me slightly concerned – well, as concerned as a three year old could get. I was concerned for Edward's sanity too.

"In a few months. You'll be a big sister!" Edward exclaimed.

"I'm not even sure," I reminded him. "I haven't been sick," I added thoughtfully.

"This calls for celebrations!" Edward said loudly as if I hadn't talked. "Pancakes, anyone?"

"Me, me!" Abby shrieked, hugging him around the neck.

"Wait!" I shouted right before he left the room. "Where's the coffee? I've been searching for half an hour…"

"You're not allowed coffee. Remember?"

"Edward, I don't even know if it's true."

"No coffee for you." With a final smirk over his shoulder, he carried Abby to the kitchen.

I grabbed a shower to clear my head, and do the math better. Try as I might, I couldn't remember my period coming in July. That meant I had gotten pregnant in June…

The cooling water splashed over my face as I remembered Edward's birthday. I had to go to work, and he was home. He and Abby had eaten half of the chocolate cake and she had spazzed around the house for half of the night before we shipped her to the all too willing grandparents. Then we drank champagne and… Fuck! I banged my head against the wall. The alcohol annihilated the pill's effect. Fucking A.

As I walked in the kitchen, I was still smiling, remembering his birthday…until I smelled the fried sausage. Saying I hadn't been sick was jinxing it probably, because I sprinted to the sink and heaved in it. The smell was too much and it was still heavy in the air.

Edward's hands were holding my hair and rubbing my shoulders. "Déjà vu," he murmured amused.

"Fuck you," I hissed, pushing him away before going to the bathroom to brush my teeth again.

When I finally returned to the kitchen, the windows were opened and there was a faint smell of fried sausage in the air. Much better. I was ready for pancakes.

"Felling better?" Edward asked as I slumped in the seat next to him.

I grunted in response and carried five pancakes on my plate before drenching them in chocolate syrup goodness. I was salivating as I looked at them. Yummy.

In no time, my plate was polished and when I looked up, I saw Abby looking at me with wide eyes and her little mouth hanging open. She had never seen me devour food.

"What?" I shrugged. "Eat up," I urged her.

As I looked around the table, the mean sausage had mysteriously disappeared. Catching Edward's eye, I knew he had thrown it away. Or gave it to Cody.

"Do you want anything else?" he whispered in my ear.

"Some toast with butter and salt. But I can do that myself," I said warningly as he lunged for the toast. "We're not going to have the same discussion as last time, I hope."

"Not if you let me take care of you." Suddenly his face fell. "I guess the other half of my surprise is ruined."

"Seattle?" I guessed. He nodded, biting on that plump lip of his. "We can go. I can fly until seven months or something like that. I'm a month or two away."

"How do you know?" He frowned, scratching the back of his head.

"I want peanut buttew," Abby interrupted us.

Edward started spreading the peanut butter on a slice of bread before she finished talking. He raised his eyebrow at me, expecting an answer.

"Well, it happened on your birthday, I bet." I grinned.

He returned my smile, closing his eyes and humming at the wonderful memory. "We have to try the headboard thing again."

"Hey!" I jabbed my foot in his, nodding to Abby. She was paying attention to our every word.

"Wha'?" He quirked an eyebrow at me offering Abby her buttered toast. "It was really, by far, the best time-"

"Edward!" I hissed. "I know, but can we not talk about that now?"

After breakfast, I decided we should take a walk around the area. It was nice to have some free time.

The second the cottage's door opened, Abby and Cody zoomed out with us running after them until we realized there was nothing going to happen. The beach was really nice and there weren't many people so early in the morning.

Edward entwined our hands and we walked slowly, keeping our eyes on them. I had no idea who was happier: Cody or Abby.

"Look at this!" Abby rushed to us with a small pebble.

I took it from her and turned it in my hand. It was really beautiful; small and pearly white. "See if you can find more," I encouraged her. I didn't even finish the sentence and she was running away.

Edward was really quiet and when I looked up I saw him looking off on the lake, an odd expression on his face. My hand squeezed his making him look at me and grin.

"What's up?" I wondered moving closer and wrapping my arms around his waist, tucking my head against his chest.

"Just thinking," he whispered, hugging me tightly. "Abby, don't go into the water!" he shouted.

I looked toward her and saw how close to the lake she was. Thankfully, she listened and started chasing Cody around the beach. He kept barking until Edward whistled for him to come to us. The few people that were on the beach so early didn't seem to enjoy barking dogs. I watched as Edward took a toy out of his pocket and threw it away making him ran after it with Abby in tail.

"Who brings the toy first gets a reward," I snorted making Edward chuckle.

We kept that up until we reached the end of the beach and settled on a rock. The day wasn't really sunny so we were going to stay for only a little while. Abby busied herself making forms in the sand or pressing Cody's paws in the sand then pressing her palms there. It was her first time at a beach.

I remembered how I was when I saw a beach for the first time, so I totally understood her. It was something new.

Edward let his head on my shoulder and sighed heavily. That really irked my curiosity and as I ran my fingers through his hair, I titled his head so I could look in his eyes.

"What's wrong? You were happy before we left the cottage." My lips pressed to his forehead. "Are you okay?"

"Sure, I'm great. I'm really happy." He smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Edward, I know you better than this."

"Nothing's wrong. I just want to bask in this feeling. Abby's first trip to a beach."

"Does this have to do with a memory of your first trip to a beach?" I asked, finally realizing what was going on.

"Are you in my head?" he asked amused. I quirked an eyebrow at him. "Fine. If you must know, yes, I was thinking of how I saw a beach for the first time when I was ten. She's three so it's okay for her to run around and act silly. It was stupid for a ten year old to look amazed at the water and beach and everything. Emmett made sure to point that out loudly when I just looked at the sand and touched it for the first time."

My arm tightened around him. "I was surrounded by sand in Arizona, but never really saw the combination with ocean until I was eight. I think. Mom was into this quilt sewing thing and there was an exposition in San Francisco. We went to the beach there. It was really amazing, but considering I was sick of sand…" I shrugged making him smile a little. "And I promise it wouldn't look stupid if you run around with her now."

"Just another crazy parent," he muttered.

"I wouldn't have you any other way. I love you crazy." I turned his face to mine and kissed him soundly. "Stop thinking of that. We're on a break and we're going to have fun."

Edward wasn't one not to respond to my kisses so all too soon we were making out until Abby tugged at my skirt, looking up at us with wide, green eyes. She loved to interrupt us. It was like she had a radar of the moment we were kissing; whenever we were alone she happened to just stop whatever she was doing and come to us.

"What's up, little bit?" Edward asked, picking her up.

"I'm yucky," she explained showing us her hands full of sand.

"That's what sand does to you." I laughed. "We can clean it with a little water." She jumped off Edward's lap and I grabbed her arm stirring her to the lake. "Where are your shoes?" I asked confused just as I was about to suggest she should take them off.

"I made prints with Cody." She beamed at me.

"Okay, come on. It's a little cold, but you get used to it," I coaxed her toward the lake, just where it met the sand. She jumped back when she touched the water then tentatively put her foot in it again. "Not all the way, just a little so I can clean your hands."

The sun was breaking through the few clouds and some brave persons were swimming, but I knew that I wouldn't let Abby in the water just yet. That thought was lost when I saw Edward undressed to his swim trunk coming to us.

My eyes drank in his toned form. He still looked amazing, after all these years. With a wink to me, he went further into the water.

I caught Abby on time because she wanted to follow.

"First, you don't swim with clothes on, and second, you don't know how to swim," I explained.

"I want to Daddy!"

He was already in deeper water, not hearing us.

"Not today. The water isn't that warm," I told her, stirring her to the flat rock where Edward had left his clothes.

"But Daddy's there!" Abby whined, squinting her eyes and searching for Edward.

"Daddy's older than you and if he gets sick it will be his fault. Now, let's play nicely here."

I barely managed to distract her until my idiot returned from the water. When he reached us, Abby went to him, begging to go in the water.

I made sure Edward saw me doing the universal throat slicing gesture before he answered. Crouching to Abby's level and glancing at me apprehensively, he gulped before he said cautiously, "I'm not sure that's a good idea. It's cold, but I promise you'd go in tomorrow."

She seemed satisfied with the answer. I wasn't because I could imagine what would happen if tomorrow the weather wasn't nice. But I was too pessimistic for my own good.

We continued to make different forms in the sand, and even attempted to build a castle. Edward took the job really seriously and focused on creating the best castle there was, while I decided to play with Cody. My aim was still rubbish. The toy flew toward the lake just as Edward burst in laughter while clapping. I wanted to punch him.

Cody didn't seem to mind where the toy landed because he rushed there, stopping momentarily when he realized there was no longer earth –or sand– under his paws before he started swimming and retrieved the toy.

"Can you refrain from throwing stuff?" Edward requested once his laughing fit was over.

"Show off, basketball player extraordinaire," I muttered, kicking sand to him in a childish gesture.

Cody returned to us and dropped his toy at my feet before starting to shake. I whisked Abby up right on time before he got her all wet, but Edward was still there.

"Yuck, Cody!" he moaned. "Now I smell like wet dog," he protested picking up the toy and throwing it away.

"It was his first time in water," I reminded him. "I bet he'd go in the lake again."

"Do I have to remind you of the time we washed him after he rolled in the dirt? And he shook off the water every time I took the shower head off him?" Edward asked disgusted. "And he was smaller."

I laughed, ruffling his hair after putting Abby down just as Cody returned with the toy in his mouth and dropped in on Edward's lap, barking happily.

Once Edward had dried and was dressed again, we went into town to grab lunch. Abby walked between us, holding our hands, but kept tugging us at every shop window where she saw something shiny. I was growing tired – one thing I knew it had to do with the pregnancy.

"Stop it," I snapped, yanking her back when she decided to run to another window.

Edward gave me a surprised look then shook his head, probably realizing what was going on.

"Ow, Mommy!"

"Stop running. We're here to eat not to stop every minute for every stupid thing you see."

"But I saw-"

Edward took her in his arms, cutting her off. "Pizza?" he asked me.

I shrugged, unsure, but I was too hungry to care what I ate. After ordering, we settled back on our chairs and waited. Abby kept scowling at me for having snapped at her earlier.

Lunch was quiet, and I started feeling bad for snapping at her. It wasn't her fault I was cranky. It was Edward's. And out of pure reflex at that thought, I kicked him under the table making him yelp and turn to me with huge eyes.

"Spasm," I explained with a wide grin.

He snorted, narrowing his eyes at me as one hand disappeared under the table probably to rub the spot I had just kicked.

"Daddy, can you cut this?" Abby whispered pointing to her slice of pizza. It was too big for her; I usually cut it in small straps when I gave her pizza – which was seldom.

"Here, let me help," I offered, taking the plate next to mine and cutting it as I knew she liked it.

She beamed at me. "Can we give Cody some?"

"No, Abby." I rolled my eyes when she started pouting. "He has his own food."

When we were done with our pizzas, we decided to find an ice cream parlor or something. In search of ice cream, we stopped at one of the stores Abby had seen before and bought her what she wanted. While she looked through the toys in the store, Edward leaned into me.

"What the hell is this?" he hissed in my ear. "Kids could take their eyes out with it!"

I looked at his hands and saw a wooden stick then looked at the spot he had taken it from before started laughing.

"For someone that boasts to love Harry Potter, you're really slow, Edward. It's a wand." I showed him all the stuff around.

"Oh." His face was too funny.

"I found sumffing," Abby announced to us. "It's up."

Edward put the wand back before picking Abby up in his arms. "Where, little bit?"

"There!" She pointed to an area with huge plush animals. They were bigger than her.

"What did you see?" Edward asked. She squirmed in his arms until he put her down before she zoomed to a huge panda bear and hugged its arm. She probably made sure to pick the biggest plush toy in the history. As it sat there, its head reached my hip, something Abby hadn't managed just yet.

"Are you sure?" I asked, crouching to her. "What about this?" I showed her a stuffed penguin that looked much better and it was around her high.

"You said it was up," Edward pointed out.

Her little finger showed us what was on a shelf above us. Similar to the panda bear she was holding, there was a grizzly bear which reminded me of the L.A.'s basketball team mascot from college.

"I like the panda more," Edward told her scowling at the brown bear. Yep, he thought the very same thing too.

"I like it." Abby nodded. "We take it?"

"Of course, if you want it, it's yours." He loved to spoil her. I couldn't remember a time he said no to her.

"And that," she added, pointing to the penguin in my hands.

After looking at all the panda bears and penguins, choosing the perfect ones and making sure they were alright, we went to pay for the plush toys. I never had such big stuffed animals because they were expensive, and Mom didn't have the money. Those two weren't the exception, but like always, Edward didn't care about that.

What Abby wanted, Abby got.

When we left, she realized she couldn't carry either of the animals and decided to take Cody's leash, just to do something. He loved her very much because he never ran away when she was in charge, he never tackled her down, it was just like he was a whole different dog with her.

"Do you still want ice cream?" Edward called after her because she was ahead. That made her stop and nod vigorously before running back to us. Lucky Cody followed since she had dropped the leash.

The guy selling ice cream watched us amused. I'm sure we were a sight, holding the stuffed animals.

"What would it be?" he asked Abby since she was his most important client.

She glued herself to the small window that separated her from the ice cream and looking at the slots with huge eyes. I elbowed Edward in the ribs when he started laughing. Like he hadn't done that when he was little!

"You can pick only three," I informed her, hoping she heard.

After two minutes, she pressed her finger to the pink, green and black slots. Of course. She was pleased to have the guy serve her personally. He instructed her to make sure not to drop it or smudge herself before straightening and smiling at us. He didn't look older than high school.

"Chocolate, vanilla and banana," I requested.

"Too bad they don't have nuts," Edward said under his breath.

"Now that you mentioned it, we have to stop at a store and buy nuts," I admonished him. Stupid cravings.

"Do you want nuts? I have a few grounded nuts for decoration? No one requested that before," the boy selling ice cream said surprised.

"You do?" I asked excited. "I want!"

A moment later, I had my yummy ice cream in my hand. Of course, I ate all the nuts first. While Edward asked for his ice cream, I made sure Abby was okay. She was almost done with one color but her hand was full of green and pink melted ice cream.

"When you're done, come to me to clean you," I told her. She merely nodded.

After saying good bye to the nice ice cream guy that I had a feeling we'd pay another visit soon, we left in the general direction of the cottages.

"Abby, take Cody's leash. With the clean hand," I warned her.

I was the first to finish my ice cream, and by the time we arrived back at the cottage, they were done too.

"Direction: bathroom," I said sternly. "Don't touch anything!"

She walked dutifully directly to the bathroom and waited for me to reach her. I washed her hands and face before taking her smudged shirt off.

"Edward, did you pack detergent?" I yelled turning to the door. "Shit!" I gasped. He was right there.

"Moooommy! Bad word."

"I'll give you your dollar later. Did you?" I turned back to Edward.

"Nope. But we really need it." He laughed, showing me a strain of chocolate on his shirt.

"How about the kids have a bath while I run to the store and buy detergent?" I asked, raising my eyebrow at Edward.

"No fucking way! Remember what Bob sa- OUCH!" he shouted when I slapped my hand over his mouth. I had my fair share of slips, but he loved to drop the f-bombs.

"Can you at least try to use that filter?" I hissed. "She won't ask. I hope," I mumbled. "I'll be really quick."

Not leaving him room to argue, I kissed him quickly before leaving.

We're getting closer to the end...which won't be really the end. Lol. I'll add a few future-takes in EPOV here since Bella kinda stopped talking once I reach chapter 89. :)

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