This Little Love REVISED

Disclaimers: I don't own Twilight or any characters of Twilight. I own the specific plot I write and any characters I come up with. I don't make money off this story.

Summary: Bella comes to Forks pregnant, and becomes the center of attention in the least likely of persons; the Cullen family. Edward is infatuated with Bella, and her unborn baby, and goes through her pregnancy with her while going through some changes of his own.

Warnings: Some sexual content; coarse language; dubious actions (maybe). I'll add more if the need arises because I think I got them all.

AN: My Word thing wigged on me…apparently my ruler made my document go WAY down the page, and not the top like all my others. I hate that style. It always irks me that I don't use the whole thing. Anyway, here's the eighth chapter up, and in Edward's POV.

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"Dammit." I sighed heavily, sitting back in my seat next to Esme and Alice after Bella's nurse left, informing me that she was in the surgery room now.

"I never saw anything like this…" Alice mumbled to herself. It wasn't for the first time since she had gotten here when I called her, letting her know that Bella was going into surgery. Alice had been destroyed to know that the third child inside Bella was dead - or the fact that she even had a third child that wasn't even alive.

I shook my head. "I didn't hear a heartbeat, and I never suspected either. Her back problems were just so normal."

Esme patted my knee. "Edward, Alice, this isn't your faults. The third just wasn't strong enough to survive." She told us both softly, looking at me though from knowing me guilt of just…missing this large fact in my mate and children.

Jasper shook his own head, pacing slowly back and forth in the waiting room; passing the waiting time as stimulating as possible. "How do you think Bella will cope with this, Edward? She's carrying two of her three children still. How will she do?" He asked me, looking to me while continuing his pacing.

I shrugged. "I don't know. She'll…mull on. She knows she can't stay depressed, I bet, and she'll continue to carry the twins to term." I told him knowingly.

Knowing Bella was what I did best. I knew her and her carrying ways that didn't include pregnancy. She was a strong woman, and knew the right thing to do for the other two babies inside her still. She wouldn't be alone in this, of course. She had me, the family, her friends of course, and her side of the family.

I debated over the chief. He had known of this visit since he had rushed in thirty minutes ago wanting his answers on his daughter and grandkids. He had cursed an awful lot very colorfully before he claimed he needed to call Bella's mother, step-father, and call someone else before he disappeared rather quickly. He said he would be back, but how long he would be gone was the question. If Bella's mother was coming, so was Phil; then if he was calling who I thought he was calling, a mutt's mother was going to be here with Charlie; that woman he had been dating, Sue Clearwater? Whatever her name was, we were to be polite and perfect ladies and gentleman on Esme's firm orders of no complaining.

That had been directed at Rosalie who had given a large huff over the woman coming. Considering I didn't want Rosalie here either, she had no place to say who and who couldn't see MY mate. But seemingly, Rosalie was buddy buddy with Bella all of a sudden since this happened.

It was for the kids, nothing more.

Rosalie wasn't able to have them, and Bella losing one was sparking something within Rosalie to the point of saying who couldn't see her. I was Bella's mate. I would say who could see her, and if this Clearwater woman wanted to see her, so be it.

"We don't know that, man. She was really calm though at the school, but now she knows what was happening." Emmett claimed in a mutter, tossing a stress ball in the air before catching it over and over. He was killing time and taking his mind off this tragedy.

When Emmett had called me in the school, saying Bella had gone into labor, I had grown proud of him within seconds. He had called Carlisle first, telling him he was bringing Bella into the hospital, then he called me, Esme, and Alice; the women who wanted to know on Bella the most. Bella had been in the hospital within twenty minutes, and she had been fine in a sense with Emmett handing her.

I had been pissed off over Bella being in labor so early, but I was proud that Emmett knew precisely what to do in that situation. How he had known was a mystery to me, but he had done well.

"She'll be fine. Bella's a strong woman. She knows becoming depressed won't help her twins." Esme consoled him.

I looked to Emmett with a curious gaze. "You were very calm in this situation, Emmett. How did you know what to do if Bella had gone into early labor?" I asked him curiously.

He shrugged. "I looked it up online and stole a book from Carlisle's library. I read that she needed to be calm, and not stressing too much, so I took her mind off it over and over. She hates my driving though. She claims it's like yours." He chuckled.

I chuckled as well. Bella didn't like fast driving it seemed. "Homicidal grandma is what she called my driving style." I chuckled at the memory of Bella telling me that. "She wants you to drive her now, Esme. She doesn't trust us until we learn speed limits." I turned to Esme, making her giggle softly.

"I'll drive her wherever she needs to go. I know speed limits very well." Esme said in amusement.

Jasper chuckled as well. "Wonder if she'll allow me to drive. I'm better than Alice here, and I abide the laws of the road." He mused over becoming a chauffeur himself.

"You might be last resort. You're a man and she's seen these two on the road first hand." Alice informed, a smile on her face at her husband announcing her style of driving that was about the same as mine.

I just shook my head fondly at us talking of Bella's fear of, not us and our 'nonhuman' status as she called it, but of our driving. She really was one of a kind.

Bella knew we were something not human. By now, it was hard not to. Letting out hints, and a little extra had boosted Bella's interest in us. She was spending more time with us, and was over at our house every day after school. For three days now, Bella was with us, getting to know us, and bonding with us. I was enjoying her company, and feeling the children move about in her swollen abdomen. When I had first felt them move with my bare hand and not my arm, it was heaven. Now that I could feel them when I wanted to, it was even more heaven sent if possible. I'll never forget my first feel, but the others I had taken were lovely.

I knew that the little girl was kicking at me more and more for touching ''her home'', but the boy…he was more calm and subtle in his kicks, according to Bella. She claimed her daughter was the real abuser and her son was the more timid one.

I wonder, if those two were a girl and a boy, what was the third? We needed a sonogram whenever possible. A sonogram to remind Bella that she had two more children and it wasn't the end of the world might be a good thing to do.

Jasper turned on Emmett with some shock. "You looked up what to do if Bella went into early labor?" He sounded just as shocked.

Emmett shrugged. "Yeah. Might as well know what to do. This is why. I was the one in range for her, when no one else was. No one else would have made it in time, and I had stayed after school." He claimed quickly.

"We were in range, Emmett. You could have called Alice and me." Rosalie told him, a hand on her hip.

"Bella was more comfortable with me, Rose. No secret that you don't get along. Besides, I knew what to do, and I took her to the hospital. I did fine." Emmett defended himself, going back to his stress ball.

"We wouldn't have made it, Rosalie. It would have gotten worse if Emmett called on us and waited. Emmett did wonderful, and we owe him Bella's life." Alice stopped Rosalie from speaking again quickly.

I nodded in agreement, getting a look from Emmett. "He did. I'm sure Bella is very grateful, like I am."

Emmett looked uncomfortable now, making Jasper snicker as he looked to me.

'He's embarrassed, Edward.' Jasper thought to me, making me gaze back to Emmett with a twitching smirk.

"Shut up with the mind reading, bro. Change the subject." He demanded, throwing the ball at me with speed.

I caught it easily, and gave it a lighter toss to Jasper. "Alright then. Bella's moving in with us. She needs a little more watching that the chief can't do, and she sure as hell isn't going to La Push." I claimed firmly, thinking over the mutts Bella was friends with.

She had called them when she and I were in my room talking to each other. She had forgotten something and called on Jacob Black to pick it up and take it to her house.

I never knew that the mutt was gay and imprinted on another wolf…

That made it so much easier for me to cope with her knowing all those mutts. Half of them were already imprinted, and or were gay. It was perfect, and I had no competition against them for my mate.

"Sounds fun! I can have all her stuff moved into your room in no time." Alice smiled brightly at the change of subject to something happier.

"Why his room? Give her a room to herself, Alice." Rosalie spoke up again.

I glared at the blond. "Bella will be in my room, as will the twins when they're born, Rosalie." I told her, not giving the choice of her to tell me the fuck no.

Bella was MY mate.

Rosalie gave a glare of her own. "Bella can sleep alone, Edward. How do we know she'll want to sleep with you?"

"Because I'm her mate and because I said so." I said in a lower voice.

"Rosalie, butt out. Bella isn't your problem, or concern. Let Edward handle his mate how he sees fit. Bella loves Edward already; she'll want to be with him more than having her own room." Jasper hissed lowly, siding with me again.

When it came to Bella, Jasper always sided with me; like Alice did.

"I see it already, Rose. Everything goes more smoothly if Bella rooms with Edward. She doesn't like big spaces anyway." Alice waved our sister off, making her give a glare to her for doing so, like it was a crime.

I turned back to Alice. "What did you see exactly?"

She smiled. "I'll be getting the bassinets later, but I have them special ordered. You'll love them, Edward, trust me. The cribs are special ordered as well, and will arrive when the bassinets do."

I turned to Esme. "How large is Carlisle's bill this month?" I dared to ask, worrying over my father's credit once again.

Esme giggled and patted my leg in sympathy. It told me it was very high and all Alice's fault. I looked to Jasper afterwards and he shrugged at a loss.

"She doesn't listen to me when it comes to Bella and the twins, Edward. Orders don't work on her when she's credit card happy." He defended his dominance over Alice when I was silently questioning it.

"No they don't. And when the twins are born, nothing will stop me from ruling over the world with Carlisle's credit cards." Alice said with a perfectly straight face, not breaking out in giggles this time.

I turned to Esme. "Think Bella will notice?" I asked her.

Esme shrugged. "Think Carlisle will notice?" She questioned back, telling me that she would since Carlisle always did.

When does he not notice? Never; that's when.


"What was it?" I dared to ask Carlisle when he came into the room with a sullen expression and in clean scrubs.

He sighed and sat down next to me. "A boy. He was deceased at the third month, and he was rather small. He was very underdeveloped, and he wouldn't have survived term if he was birthed normally."

I sighed heavily and sat back in the seat. A boy. Bella always wanted a son, and two sons would have been a blessing. "What about the other two? Are they still safe?" I asked him my main worry behind Bella.

Carlisle nodded. "Yes, they're just fine. They're undisturbed, and Bella will make a full recovery; physically."

"She'll be fine. Did you happen to get a sonogram before the procedure?" I asked him randomly.

He handed over a small picture from the scrub pocket. "There they all are. It was the best picture I could get. I thought Bella would like to see her daughter and two sons together." He claimed softly.

I looked to the picture and couldn't help but chuckle. The girl was on the left, growing strongly and correctly, like the live boy on the right. They both were seemingly developing perfectly, which was the exact opposite for the middle child, in between the twins. It was the smallest and wasn't so formed. That was my deceased son then. He was small...

"This is the one after the procedure. I made sure to take one for Bella, and I made copies for Esme and myself, along with Alice of course. She wanted pictures." Carlisle chuckled fondly in the name of his wife and daughter, handing me another picture.

This one made me smile in fondness. The twins had moved closer together to each other; both touching very slightly as they shared space inside their mother's womb. "First they'll fight for womb space, then they'll want their own rooms." I chuckled, already thinking of their futures as young children.

Carlisle released a chuckle as well. "Yes, they're wonderfully developed, and I know that those two will be fine." He assured me.

I nodded. "Bella will be very happy to see these. What do we do of a certificate? Does he get one at this age?" I asked my father.

He hummed positively and nodded. "Yes. I have one prepared, and to file it in and receive a death certificate, I'll need a name for him."

I sighed. Bella...would she be able to give him a name though he didn't live? "I'll talk to Bella; I shouldn't name him on my own. Where is she?"

"I had her rolled back to her room in the maternity ward. She should be weaned off the anesthesia. Esme claimed she would be with her until you went back to her."

I nodded in acceptance. As long as it wasn't Rosalie, I was fine. Rosalie was up to something. She was off now. She wanted to be closer to Bella like she deserved it after everything she had done, and she didn't. Being rude to Bella, then being totally nice wasn't acceptable in my book.

"Should I tell Bella that he'll need a name?" Carlisle questioned me softly over my ability to tell Bella about our deceased son needing a name for his death certificate already.

I shook my head. "No. I'll do it." I looked to the two pictures of my children. "She should hear it from me."

"Very well. I'll leave you to it. The sooner we get a name, the quicker we can get the certificate in the mail, and the boy's burial completed." Carlisle told me.

"Where is he now?"

"The morgue downstairs. He's being taken care of, son. Don't worry." My father assured me softly.

One sigh later, I slunk back in my seat. Bella had been doing so well in her pregnancy, then this happens. Poor Bella; and my poor son. Bella would be crushed. She knew she was having a girl and she thought a boy, but she would have been so ecstatic to be birthing another son. I briefly wondered what he would have been like, and thought of only Emmett. He was the prankster, I assumed, and Bella didn't have the chance to see if it was true.

I hoped that Bella would be semi-normal in her transition to having twins again, when knowing she could have had triplets. My mate was a strong woman though. She was going to be fine. I was going to take care of her now, like I should have been doing when I first met her. She'll move in with me, and be taken care of for the rest of her pregnancy.

Bella would be okay, like my twins would be.


There. Drama and sadness. This was a short one as well, but I think I can leave it at all for you all to wait impatiently for the next one.

I have a name in my head for the boy, and I think everyone will love it. If not: oh well. I like it.

The next chapter will be in Bella's POV, and I want a bit of Esme/Bella bonding. I think they can relate on a sense, so I want them to have a moment with each other.

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