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I woke up with something wet touching my face. Not opening my eyes, I titled my head and reached to grasp his head, to bring him closer. That was until I felt an oddly shaped head and there was definitely a lopsided ear.

"EW!" I shouted and rolled away from Cody.

I forgot we had fallen asleep on the couch, wrapped in the throw after I had fallen under Edward's spell.

Hello, hardwood. My forehead was throbbing from the impact and to make it better, Edward fell on top of me.

"Bella? What…?" he groaned.

"You're squishing me," I muttered, feeling all his weight on me.

"Sorry. Are you okay?" he asked worried, sitting up and rolling me around. I realized he was naked. At least, I had enough presence of mind to shrug in my panties and his shirt. "See something you like, Mrs. Cullen?"

"Actually, I love this moment. I see two of you," I said amused then closed my eyes. "Fucking dog."

"What happened?" Edward asked, helping me up and on the couch. He wrapped the throw around his waist before sitting next to me.

"He was licking me…and I thought it was you until I touched his head. We should have moved to bed."

When he didn't answer, I looked at him to see his eyes trained on the doorway of the room. Abby was there looking confused and clutching her penguin.

How much did she see? I wondered worried.

"What's up, little bit?" Edward asked nonchalantly, smoothing the throw over his legs.

"I heard a bang." She shrugged and came to us. Her eyes went to the clothes that were still next to the couch then to our flushed faces. "Why are your clothes here?"

"I'm gonna shower," Edward declared and rose, clutching the throw to his waist. It looked like he was hitching up his skirt as he walked out of the room. Abby looked confused after her daddy.

"Let's make breakfast!" I took her little hand and walked to the kitchen.

"I want muffin!"

"We can't make muffins, Abby. First, I don't have what we need and second, we're on a tight schedule."

"But I want!" she whined.

"How about we stop at the store and see if they have some when we leave?" I compromised. She nodded. "Okay. Now, help me here. Put this on the table." I gave her the cereal box.

Five minutes later, Edward joined us in only his boxers. Abby was eating her breakfast while I was making sandwiches for the trip. Edward stopped behind me and hugged me to his chest, tucking his head against my neck.

"Feeling cuddly?" I asked, twining our fingers on my stomach.

"Hmm." He hummed, swaying. "Just missed you," he whispered, kissing my jaw.

"You just saw me five minutes ago," I whispered back while my heart started humming against my ribcage. I wondered if I'd ever tire of feeling him so close or hearing him say such sweet things. Hopefully, it would never go away.

"An eternity," Edward said seriously into my ear, squeezing his arms around me. "I love you so much."

My stomach started doing weird flip-flops as heat poured through my veins. I turned my head to the side so I could catch his lips in a deep kiss trying to show him how much I loved him. My left hand went to his hair and Edward groaned into my mouth, bringing me closer to him. Our tongues slid against the other as one of his hands went between the flaps of the shirt to the swell of my breast.

When Cody barked right behind me, I was brought back to reality. Abby! Looking at her, I realized she was focused on her breakfast.

"Go away, Cody," Edward muttered, pressing his forehead against my temple.

He barked again and came between our legs, whining.

"I think he wants outside," I said quietly.

"Dammit," Edward muttered. "Let's take you out." He nudged Cody to the door.

"Take this." I offered him a sandwich which he took gratefully before leaving with Cody.

An hour later we were ready to leave. Of course, Abby still wanted muffins so after a detour to the store, we were on our way to Seattle. Only thinking about it made me panic.

Because Chicago was on our way there, four hours later, we stopped home to get what we had forgotten. I packed a few more clothes while Edward grabbed his shaving stuff. Then we were off again.

We stopped for lunch in Madison, Wisconsin. When we left, Edward suggested I should drive. I was more than happy knowing that it would be tiring to drive for so long. I remembered how tired he had been when we drove from Port Angeles that time.

Around ten at night, I pulled in front of a hotel just outside Minneapolis. I picked the travel bag I had packed on our short stop at home while Edward took Abby in his arms. The consignee didn't look pleased with Cody, but finally allowed us to go into the room. We were so tired that all we could do was fall asleep.

I woke up first and after a much needed shower, I went to see what hour it was. Only seven. There was time. I couldn't wake them up when they looked that cute snuggled into each other.

I went to the restaurant of the hotel to make a tray with breakfast then went back upstairs. They were awake. Abby looked really distraught and Edward looked at a loss of how to pacify her.

"Hey, what happened here?" I asked, sitting on her other side.

"Mommy! You're back!" she cried, clinging to my neck.

I gave Edward a weird look, wrapping my arms around Abby. "I'm here. What's wrong?"

"I woke up alone!" she sniffed. "Then Daddy came and I told him you were gone! He insisted you were here."

"Shh, baby. I just brought breakfast," I soothed her.

"I tried to tell her the same thing. I heard you go," he admitted.

"Where were you?" I hissed, stroking Abby's hair.

"Bathroom. How was I supposed to know she's wake up at that moment?"

After a light breakfast, Abby didn't seem to want to let go of me. That's how I ended up squished in the backseat of the car with Abby in my arms and Cody breathing down my neck.

Seven hours and a few stops later, we were in Bismarck. The landscape – or the lack of it – wasn't helping my nausea. I had never been car sick, but apparently that changed. One kid loved the car that much that decided to be born in it and the other didn't seem to like it at all.

"Pull over," I groaned loudly.

"She has to pee again?" Edward moaned, singling that his was pulling over then stopping the car.

I made sure I could open the door while I answered him. "No. I have to puke." I stepped out of the car and rounded it, hunching over to throw up on the side of the road like some drunk.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" Edward asked concerned, stopping behind me and catching my hair. "Was it the fries you ate?"

"It's the pregnancy's joys," I muttered before more stuff came out. Damn it.

"I'll bring you some water," he whispered.

I leaned against the back of the car when I was done and ran a hand under my eyes to make the tears go away. I hated throwing up.

"Here." Edward held a bottle of water to me and a tissue. "Maybe you should stay in the front with me?"

I nodded weakly. "How's Abby?"

"Looking through the back window at you. She was asking if you were sick." He smiled.

"Yeah, she usually throws up when she's sick." I nodded then rinsed my mouth. "I feel like shit."

"Let me help you." He grabbed my elbow and led me to the passenger's seat. "Dammit. Hold on." Quickly, all the maps and chip bags were thrown in the back of the car then he helped me inside. "Will you be okay?"

"I hope so." I put my seatbelt and leaned the seat as far it would go with the baggage from behind.

"I'll drive slower," Edward promised and leaned down to kiss my head. He shut the door and rounded the car.

"Mommy? You okay?"

"Yeah, honey. I didn't want to scare you," I whispered, reaching behind me with my hand. She took my hand and squeezed it.

"I don't wanna!" she protested when Edward opened her door to strap her there.

When everyone was safely strapped, we started again and Edward kept shooting me worried glances every five seconds.

"Just watch the road and leave me alone. I'm gonna nap," I told him, closing my eyes.

Edward woke me up a few hours later and told me we were stopping for the day.

"What? No! Don't stop because of me. We promised to make it there on Sunday!" I insisted.

"Don't be difficult. You're not feeling well. Come on." He grabbed my hand helping me out of the car. I didn't put a fight, not like I could anyway.

We spent the next few hours until bedtime on the bed in a hotel room, playing some board game named Candy Land. I sucked at it. Sometime during the game I fell asleep.

The next morning we had a head start. I still wasn't feeling well so I didn't dare eat anything. Being six in the morning when Edward wanted to leave, not even Abby ate breakfast. He was the only one munching on a sandwich with one hand and with one driving. I was back to being slumped in the passenger's seat, watching the trees fly on the side of the road.

Some hours later, Abby was fully awake and asking if we were there. It wasn't like we could play some normal road trip game with her since she couldn't read plates, but she could tell us the color of the cars passing by. She grew tired of the game when five blue cars passed us in a row.

"Whoa! What was that?" she asked surprised, plating her face on the back window looking after a small sports car that had zoomed in the other direction.

"You didn't catch the color?" Edward teased her.

"It was yellow," she answered still in awe.

"Probably a Porsche," I mumbled.

"That was fast, right, Daddy?" she asked, turning back in her seat.

"It was, and please put your seatbelt back. Everyone is wearing it," he told her seriously.

"Cody isn't."

"Cody is a dog," I told her. "Put the seatbelt back."

Scowling, she obeyed. "Are we there yet? How long now?"

"Still too far away," Edward answered. "I know a game. A is for Armadillo."

"Who?" Abby asked.

"One of us says a letter and the others have to look and name three things that start with that letter. Who is the faster gets to say the next letter," I explained happy that this could keep her entertained. "And to let daddy pay attention to the road, we'll allow him to choose all the letters, okay?"

"Yes! Sounds fun!"

"C," Edward said after a few minutes.

"Cody!" Abby said loudly.

"Three things," Edward reminded her.

"Car and CD."

"That's good," I appraised her.

"P."

"Pants, penguin and pedal," I said quickly sticking my tongue out at Abby when she pouted.

Edward laughed. "Y." He just had to choose weird letters.

Abby started looking through the things in backseat. "Yoghurt! Yo-yo! And… Yogi!"

"Good job, little bit! See, love? She can find words with Y."

"Who's Yogi?" I asked annoyed that my three year old had won again.

"Yogi Bear!" she exclaimed, showing me a small brown bear. It had been a gift from Ed and Liz on her birthday.

"Wasn't his name Pete?" I asked confused.

She shrugged. "Now he's Yogi Bear Pete."

"What if I start calling you some other name just because the situation called for it?" I challenged her, showing her it was bad changing names. "Maybe he doesn't like to be called Yogi Bear."

"Bella, she was just playing," Edward pacified me.

"Do you think he is upset?" she whispered, hugging the bear.

"Probably, but you can kiss him and he'll forgive you," I told her softly.

"I'm sorry, Pete," she whispered, squeezing the bear to her chest. A loud yawn followed that.

"How about we pull over to eat a sandwich then you sleep?" I asked. She nodded, rubbing her eye.

A sandwich, some chips and soda later, Abby was fast asleep in the backseat with Cody draped over her small body protectively. I looked through our CDs and found something I had no idea we possessed. Enigma. I hadn't listened to them in years.

"Yours?" I asked Edward, flicking my wrist to him.

"Where did you find that? I thought I lost it."

"In the glove compartment. Did you ever clean that?" I laughed, sticking the CD in the slot.

"Maybe? Possibly? Never?" he answered amused.

Trying to keep my laughing as quiet as possible, I started searching through the mess in his glove compartment. All those years together and I never really looked through this part of the car.

"Oh my God! Ewww!" I shouted taking my hand away from the rubber thing. In the daylight, lying on the floor of the car, I could see it was actually a balloon and not a used condom.

"Jesus!" Edward moaned, glancing at the balloon. "Is that…?"

"A red balloon," I confirmed. "Thank God for small miracles."

Edward breathed a sigh of relief. "I told you I have no idea what's there."

"Besides the car was off limits, right?" I reminded him.

"Exactly." He nodded. "What else is there?"

"A lighter, a service knife, an acorn," I enumerated the items I was taking out. "Acorn?" I giggled.

"Yeah, that was from the Scratch era." He chuckled. "I was in love with that squirrel."

"That's disturbing," I muttered. "Movie tickets," I added to the list. "How many movies did you see?"

"There should be two for each movie. They're from high school."

"Or didn't see," I said under my breath, stifling my smile.

"I was watching the movies if you must know, but not the entire thing."

"The Simpsons Movie? Tell me you didn't take a girl to that!" I pleaded him.

"Actually, I did. Alice begged me." He shrugged.

"300? You didn't want to watch it with me!" I muttered. "Did you go with Emmett at that?"

"If I tell you, you wouldn't believe me who I went with," he said laughing.

"Sylvia?"

"No! Mom!" He burst in laughter. "Dad didn't have time and she likes the actor, just like you." He glanced at me pointedly. "Emmett demanded he had shit to do, Alice said she wouldn't see it even if it had Brad Pit stark naked since it was with fights…that left me to do it. The youngest and stupidest."

"I'm sure she appreciated it," I said softly, patting his leg.

"Yeah, she baked my favorite cookie."

"Enchanted? Hairspray?" I choked on my spit.

He cringed. "Yep…you know…? Chicks liked that."

I rolled my eyes. "Finally, something normal. Into the Wild. Sweeney Todd, Harry Potter. Now, I recognize the Edward I love."

"Yeah, I took Sylvia to those. There should be the rat one…the French rat. What was his name?" he asked frowning.

"The cook?" I asked.

"Yeah. That one. It was hilarious. I saw it at least three times. First, I took Sylvia because she begged. I was kinda reluctant then I dragged Bob with me and when I heard Alice whining that she wanted to see it, I took her too."

"Found it! Ratatouille!" I said excited. "I loved it! I have it on DVD. I'm sure Abby will like it too."

"Yeah, she would. But where do we find a toy rat?"

I shrugged. "Juno?" I asked surprised. "Norbit?"

"Norbit was really good. Eddie Murphy is the best comedian ever!"

"And Juno?" I insisted.

"Another background noise."

Laughing I stacked the tickets and put them between my legs before going back to looking through the glove compartment. There was stuff I knew about, and some I put there myself. Until I found something stuck to the back wall. I wished I hadn't seen it.

"What else did you find?" Edward asked amused.

I was transfixed by the picture. It was of Edward and Sylvia, hugging and looking in love. They were pressed against each other, chest to chest and cheek to cheek, grinning at the camera.

"Hey, what did you get there?"

I blinked, shaking my head. "Just a picture." I turned it to him. He glanced at it then looked back at the road only to take a double look a moment later.

He grabbed the photo and put it on the steering wheel, looking at it every few seconds. "Hmmm… It was that summer…" he whispered probably to himself.

I started putting everything back in the glove compartment. Before I could close it, Edward put the photo inside too.

"Do we still have Coca Cola?"

So we were ignoring the picture. Fine by me. "Yep." I leaned in the back to get it without waking Abby. Cody turned to me to see what I was doing but when he realized there was nothing for him, he put his head back on Abby's lap.

Once Edward had his drink, we drove in silence for the next few hours. I was dozing off when I felt his hand on mine. I squeezed it, not opening my eyes.

"One more stop?" he asked quietly.

"Are you tired?"

"You're not driving. I can drive…" he said shrugging. "We're two hours from Spokane and then four more hours. I think."

I glanced back at Abby and saw her looking out the window and petting Cody. Surely she was sick of the car.

"Only if you can," I answered Edward.

"Of course, I can. We'll make a small stop in Spokane for gas and a bite."

It was already four in the evening. I decided to call Rose and let her know we'd be there around midnight or so.

On our gas stop, I took Abby to the toilet, and of course when we were out of there she went to the sweets area. Edward was inspecting the coffee vending machine.

"We better buy more Cola," I told him. The cups of coffee were so small that wouldn't do their job.

"Can we get these?" Abby asked showing us her arms full of sweets.

"You won't eat them all. Are we clear?"

"Of course, Mommy!"

That being settled, we paid for our stuff and left. A Twix later, she was as hyper as ever.

"Let's play something else," I declared wishing she'd calm down. "It's called 'Who Am I?' and I give you clues of how someone looks like and you guess."

"Can I ask too?" she begged.

"Once you guessed."

She knew the family so there wasn't going to be any problem hopefully. "Male, black hair," I told her.

"Family?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Hmm… Uncle Emmett?"

"That was easy." Edward rolled his eyes. "Here, listen to me. Female, long hair, very beautiful."

"You have to tell her the color of the hair," I told him.

"Shut up, party pooper."

"But Daddy, everyone has long hair!" Abby protested.

"Wavy," he added reluctantly.

"Mommy!"

"Mommy's hair is not wavy," Edward said amused.

"It is!"

"It's not mommy."

"Aunt Rosie?"

"Nope."

"Grandma Esme?"

"Nope."

I had no idea who it was either. Alice was excluded since her hair was as straight as it would get.

"Nana Liz?"

"She has short hair," I reminded her.

"Oh, I know!" Abby exclaimed. "Your friend…Sylvia!"

"Guess again," Edward said between chuckles.

I ran over his description in my head again. Female, long hair, very beautiful. Gasping, I looked at him to see if my assumptions were correct. He didn't give anything away.

"I don't know! This game is stupid!"

"Are you giving up?" Edward asked in mock-shock.

"Not playing!" She folded her arms over her chest and pouted.

"It is someone you know very well," he said. She didn't answer. "It was you, little bit!"

"You can't make me guess me!"

Once I got Abby to forgive Edward, I suggested we play 'team storytelling' which seemed like a great idea. It would keep Edward awake too in case he got tired.

"There once was a prince under a curse," I started.

"He got a bad case of hair on his face," Edward followed with a huge smile on his face.

"That was itchy at touch," Abby added giggling.

"And when he had to save the damsel in distress."

"He scared her with his ugly beard." Edward laughed.

Abby giggled louder. "The princess said to leave."

"And return only when he had shaved," I joked pinching Edward's cheek.

"But the prince was gone for years," he said and shrugged at me when I winded my eyes.

"He got tracksided."

"Sidetracked," I corrected Abby, trying to hold in my laughter. Why would the prince get sidetracked? "All the barbershops were closed."

"Only one was open," Edward muttered.

"And it was far far away!" Abby shrieked getting into the little story.

We kept adding silly stuff to it until I realized we were in front of Emmett and Rose's house. Thankfully, Edward had just made the prince return and he was shaved.

"And the princess kissed him!" Abby said happy.

"And the lived happily ever after," I concluded. "We're here."

Aren't they sweet? I hope you enjoyed it. So we have one more chapter then future takes that I'll post here since they have a continuation to the main story.

Now, that I did my duty to post...I'm going back to my bottle of champagne. ^_^ *blows kisses*