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[A/N] Welcome back, my dear readers. Thank you for your great response on the last chapter. I cherish your support so much. It's the reason why I'm still here.

Today's update is dedicated to Crazy Heart 101 and Jay aka Jordan

**48**

"Please, stop washing your hands." Bella whispered, hugging Rosalie tightly from behind. "Your hands are already red."

Rose turned off the faucet. She winced when she dried off her hands. They felt sore. A thick layer of lotion would hopefully make the skin smooth again. Why was it so incredibly difficult to overcome this habit?

"I'm sorry." Rosalie mumbled. "All of this is just too much. Do we really have to go through this dinner? I don't feel like celebrating."

"I know." Bella stated. "Esme and Carlisle wanted to cheer us up with that invitation. I know you're exhausted from the day at court. But you need to eat anyway, point. After dessert, we'll leave. I promise."

Bella took Rosalie's red scrubbed hand and lifted it to her lips. "I love you. You need to promise me to talk to your therapist about this washing your hands problem you have."

"I will do that. Oh, Bella, I love you too. How can we pretend that none of this ever happened?"

"Baby steps," Bella told her. "We'll just take one day after the other. You're not alone in this."

A knock on the bathroom door made them turn around. "Are you two done?" Alice asked impatiently. "I need to pee, again."

Rose placed a hand on Alice's shoulder. "Are you okay? You look pale."

"I'm okay. My back is hurting but that's just because we were at court again the entire day. Excuse me, I really need to pee."

Bella and Rosalie walked out, almost bumping against Emmett in front of the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"I plan on posting pictures of peeing women on YouPorn. As my mother was a whore and my father was a mercenary bastard. That would be the perfect new hobby."

"Stop saying stuff like that." Rose snapped. "Dad was your father. Volturi means nothing. Do you hear me, nothing!"

Rosalie's brother shrugged his shoulders. Then he sank down to his knees, lowering his head between them. "Do you think he knew?"

"Who?" Rose asked him, wrapping her arm around Emmett's shoulder. "Who knew what?"

"Dad—who else? Do you think he knew that I wasn't his kid?"

"It doesn't matter anymore. And you were his child, just as much as I or Jasper." Rosalie stated, trying to pull Emmett up again. "He loved you very much. I know he did."

A bitter chuckle left Emmett's mouth. "Isn't it ironic? In a way, it's like history is repeating itself. Dad was not my real Dad. Now, Alice's baby is not mine either."

Alice stepped outside the restroom, her left hand pressed against her lower back. "You don't have to follow me to the restroom. I'm just pregnant, not completely helpless."

"I'm just talking to my sister." Emmett mumbled, reaching his hand out to Alice's to take it into his. "And I can't endure being at that table where everybody stares at me with that pity look."

Rose stood up on her toes and planted a kiss on her brother's cheek. "Ignore them. I do."

They returned back to the table, where the food on the plates had already turned cold.

Bella brushed her fingertips lightly over her daughter's hair before she sat down on the chair next to her. "Why didn't you eat your vegetables?"

"I could be allergic to carrots. Then it would be dangerous for me to eat them. Wouldn't it, Carlisle?"

He looked up and tried to suppress the laughter in his voice when he spoke up. "Yes, you're right about that. Most times carrot allergies go hand in hand with severe ice-cream allergies. Your mother shouldn't allow you to eat that too, just to make sure."

"No, no, I'm fine." Resha mumbled, stuffing a spoonful of carrots between her lips to chew them. "I'm sure it's not that bad with my allergy."

Alice winced when she shifted on her chair. Why was everything she tried to sit on so terribly uncomfortable?

Rosalie sipped on the glass of wine in front of her, enjoying the feeling of warmth it filled her empty stomach with. Maybe she should try to get really drunk. That would help her to forget, even if it was just for a couple of hours.

"They should have given him the death penalty." Jasper stated, grabbing his bottle of beer with so much force that a bit of it, swiped over the sleeve of his shirt. "I can't believe they let Volturi get away with a life sentence."

"We agreed not to talk about it anymore." Rose pleaded. "Killing Volturi wouldn't bring Dad back. It wouldn't bring Mom back. So, where's the point in it?"

Bella put her hand on Rosalie's. "Let's change the subject. I'm very proud to announce that my beautiful girlfriend here is finally going to open her very own garage next Saturday."

Rosalie's mouth curled into a smile, her cheeks tinting with color. "She's right about that. You're all going to come for the opening, right?"

"Sure, we will." Alice stated. "You could check Emmett's jeep out then too. It makes strange noises when you try to go over seventy with it."

"You shouldn't be driving that fast in your condition. Besides, the engine makes these noises, because you don't know how to shift properly." Her boyfriend responded with a grin. Then he cupped her face between his hands and pulled her close to kiss her.

"Ouch! Oh fuck! Damn it!" Alice cried out, cradling her swollen mid-section.

She tried to stand up, only ending up plopping back onto her chair a moment later. Wetness soaked through the fabric of her skirt and trickled down her leg. Great, now I'm already incontinent, she thought. It's so gross. Then the pain in her back ripped through her again, making her barely able to suppress a moan.

"What's wrong with you?" Emmett asked worriedly. "Are you in pain?"

"It's just my back." She whispered. "Maybe we should go home, so that I can lie down. Can you bring me?"

Esme stood up from her chair, rushing towards Alice who was sitting on the other side of the table. She wrapped her fingers around Alice's wrist to check her pulse.

"How long do you have that back pain?" Esme asked. "For a while, I assume?"

"Yes," Alice whimpered. "Since this morning, but it's getting worse."

Esme laughed. "Honey, it's going to get much worse until this baby is born in a few hours."

xxxx

Rosalie brushed her fingers through her damp hair. "Maybe we should try to call Emmett in the hospital again?"

"No, we shouldn't." Bella stated, grabbing the brush from the nightstand. "We'll call in the morning. Now, come and sit with me. I'll do your hair."

She hugged Rose when she sat down on the edge of the bed. "I love you. Never forget that, right?"

"I won't." Rosalie whispered. "Do you think the baby is a boy or a girl? Alice didn't want to tell me."

"You like babies, don't you?" Bella stated, before she carefully started running the brush through the tangles in Rosalie's hair. "Do you want to have one?"

"I just want to be happy with you, Bella." Rose mumbled. "Kiss me,"

"I plan on kissing you very often." Bella said, circling the tip of her forefinger over Rosalie's mouth. "And not only on your pretty mouth,"

Bella put the brush aside and pulled Rosalie into a close embrace. Her lips found Rosalie's, parting them slightly with the tip of her tongue. She felt fire beginning to prickle in her veins as her fingers moved lower, from Rosalie's neck down to her chest.

"Do you remember how I touched you here for the first time?"

"Yes, I do. It was very irritating." Rose whispered, pulling Bella's face close to kiss her mouth again. "I couldn't stop thinking about it. About how good it felt."

She guided Bella's hand under her shirt. "How right,"

"Fuck, Rose. I want you so much. It's been too long."

She cupped the soft flesh of Rosalie's breasts in her hands and massaged them lightly. Rose groaned when she felt Bella rubbing her thumbs teasingly slow over the sensitive tips. Then, Bella lifted the shirt over Rosalie's head. The Blonde sighed when Bella's warm lips closed around a hard nipple. After showering each breast with the same amount of attention, Bella quickly removed her own clothing.

"I want a tattoo." She told Rosalie while her girlfriend moved her hands down Bella's flat stomach. "A tattoo of a rose,"

"I bet that hurts when you get one done." Rose said, lowering her mouth to Bella's belly button. "Where do you want to get it?" she asked, circling her tongue down to Bella's hip to suck the skin there between her teeth. "Here?"

She kissed her way down Bella's thighs, touching their insides very lightly. "Or here? Or…," her hand moved around Bella's waist. "Or on your cute apple ass?"

"I haven't decided on that yet." Bella moaned. "Please, touch me, Rose."

Rosalie's right hand moved between Bella's thighs. She felt her own sex beginning to throb when she reached the wetness on her fingertips. "You're wet."

Gently she started rubbing Bella's outer lips before she focused her attention on Bella's swollen clit. "I love pleasuring you. Does this feel good?" she asked, letting two fingers glide into Bella's pussy.

"Yes," Bella groaned. "Oh yes, it feels so good. Please, don't stop." Bella could feel her stomach muscles beginning to spasm. Her toes curled and she could already sense the beginning of her release building from deep within her.

Rosalie pulled her hand back and Bella whimpered in protest. "Don't stop,"

"So greedy, aren't we?" Rose teased, before she kissed Bella's mouth again. Then, she leaned over and fished the box from underneath the bed. "I want to use that dildo thing on you."

"That's for both of us," Bella moaned, pressing her lips against Rosalie's neck. "But I want to try it too."

She leaned back against the frame of the bed and parted her legs. Her heart was pounding in her chest, when Rose pressed the thick head of the toy against Bella's entrance. Bella's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt how the dildo stretched her.

"Fuck,"

"Too much?" Rose asked, stopping her movements. "Am I hurting you?"

"No," Bella whimpered. "It feels good. Just try going a bit slower. Kay?"

Rosalie nodded her head. She lowered her mouth to Bella's breasts and teased the pink tips, licking and nibbling them gently before she focused her attention on the toy again. Slowly, she pushed it deeper and deeper until Bella groaned it was enough now.

Bella's voice was raspy with arousal when she told Rose to push the other end of the toy inside herself. Their thighs brushed against each other as they tried to hold the toy between their joined bodies. Rosalie rocked her hips forward, feeling the toy glide even deeper inside her. Then Bella repeated the same movement and after a while the two women found a faster, almost staccato-like rhythm. Both of them were covered in sweat when Bella's lower body jerked up, a wave of lust spreading throughout her. A second later, Rosalie's release followed, making her shudder with the unexpected intensity of her climax.

"I love you," Bella panted breathlessly. "I will always love you." She placed the toy on the nightstand and pulled Rosalie against her chest. "You're mine, Beautiful."

"I love you too," Rosalie whispered, snuggling into Bella's arm. She brushed her fingertip over the brunette's lower arm down to Bella's wrist. "This is a nice place for a tattoo. I could get one at the same spot. That would be nice, wouldn't it?"

Bella kissed Rosalie's hair. "You know it's going to hurt, right?"

"If you can do it, Swan, so can I." Rose stated. "I'm tougher than you think I am."

"You're tougher than anyone I've ever met in my life. That's why I love you."