Chapter 19

Edward

I was a little apprehensive about this conversation, but recent events changed my mind.

What if? And why? Pondering to myself, I crept through our house. My nerves were tense because I could not find a solution to solve this problem. There had to be something that could be done. So there was nothing else left for me to do. I had to talk to Emmett.

"... my gynecologist suggested folic acid ..."

My mom and Rosalie were talking.

"That didn't exist in my day. Hooray for medical development. I'll have to tell Bella about that later," my mom said excitedly.

"Don't get on her nerves like that, Esmé, or she'll clam up and no one will be helped."

Those are wise words, Rose. I could talk to Bella and make the acid and vitamins and the Delta thing palatable to her. It's all good for development, then nothing can go wrong, and they will be normal, as it should be. But acid? Isn't that harmful? Vitamins I understood, but the omega thing was a mystery to me. But women knew about such things. Rose had taken it, after all, and it didn't hurt her. Where is Emmett when you need him?

I finally found him in the kitchen, eating. He had not been really hungry at breakfast, but he was making up for it.

"Emmett?"

His gaze was suspicious.

"Yes."

"I have a few questions for you."

My voice was firm but balanced.

"Shoot."

His distrust had not completely disappeared.

"To make they NORMAL, is there anything one can do?"

I smiled slightly at him.

His gaze brightened.

"Sure buddy. There's a lot to keep in mind."

"I was just listening to Mom and Rose, and they mentioned vitamins and ... I think some acid and omega or something and that it's all good for development," I shared my discovery with him.

"Yes, Rosi got a lot of little pills and Omega was there too. Do you know 'Seven of Nine?'"

"What, what's it good for? Those two didn't mention it. Tablets, too?"

I was at a loss. How many remedies were there?

Emmett laughed.

"No, nothing to take. 'Seven of Nine' is the hot chick from 'Voyager' and she thinks Omega is great, too."

"I don't know this band. What kind of music do they make?"

I looked at him questioningly - and what did he do?

He laughed even more.

"Man, dude, that's not a band. 'Star Trek,' dude, you know, final frontier and stuff."

"Aha ... sure I know 'Star Trek,' who doesn't, but I've never seen it."

What did any of this have to do with my soon-to-be healthy son?

"Well, anyway, Seven's the hot Borg chick with the bangin' suit thing ..."

His gaze glazed over.

What was he thinking about?

"Now what does that have to do with this?"

Who cares about a Seven when I have Bella.

"Nothing. If I'll buy Rose a suit like that? I would have to look on the Internet, in the fan store maybe?"

The last sentence was no longer addressed to me, and he continued to brood.

Rose came over to us and stood behind Emmett.

"But she can't put it on until her fat pads are gone, which is after our son is born."

I grinned and Rose gave Emmett a less than friendly look.

More lethal, I would say.

"FAT PADS?"

He winced and jumped up.

"Rosi? Baby, what are you doing here? You scared me!"

Hectically, his eyes darted back and forth.

"Fat pads? Emmett? So you think I'm fat?"

With her hands on her hips, she stood before him like avenging angels.

"No, baby, I didn't mean it like that. You know, when your super cute belly is gone again, and your old figure sees the light of day again. You're not fat after all! Just a little too much weight, but one can change that back."

He was talking his head off and didn't even realize it. I would never have dared to call Bella fat. And she wouldn't be fat either, that would be the baby and she would look adorable.

Rosalie grew angrier and huffed at Emmett.

"A little too much weight?"

Her voice became shriller and louder.

Emmett got down on his knees and ruefully slid over to her and looked up at her. He apologized and she slowly relaxed.

"The last word has not been said about that yet!"

He nodded and she turned and went into the kitchen.

"Whew! Lucky again!" He wiped his forehead with his hand and stood up. "See, buddy, this is how you treat women. So ... and where were we?" He mused for a moment and before I could answer ... "Oh yeah, on the 'we're making a son' thing. Let's go outside and I'll explain everything."

He put his arm around my shoulders.

"I just have one request. Not so many vulgar words. You know I don't like that."

He nodded and I was relieved.

A small victory is better than none at all.

"Shall we go out into the garden? No one will disturb us there," I suggested to him.

"Sure."

"But first, I need to talk to Bella for a minute. "

He nodded at me, and I went in search of my treasure.

Where was she? Time passed and I had to explain to her how important all this was. Otherwise she would have to go to the hospital because of deficiency symptoms. No, I would not let that happen.

My panic grew.

What if she needs some of the pills already. I need to get to the drugstore. Right away. Or better yet, I'll take her to a doctor. My son would not get well and normal otherwise.

I frantically looked for Bella.

Where was she? Time was running out and the possibility that everything would be all right was getting smaller and smaller. My son. A little voice was talking in my head, telling me that I couldn't possibly know if Bella was even pregnant.

I pushed them aside.

No errors.

When I finally found her at Jake's, she reassured me.

She was good at that. My panic subsided and I had once again overreacted. But not so much, I thought.

She kissed my worries away.

But we would continue practicing tonight, or better yet, we would tackle the endeavor of producing a son if it hadn't worked out after all.

The food thing sounded plausible to me. Also that I should not expose myself to hot water. And that with the many sex in different positions was also quite to my taste. There was so much to consider. The different positions we could already practice tonight.

We heard a laugh.

A Bella-laugh.

She rolled on the ground and Rosalie sat next to her and laughed too. Even Mom and Dad laughed.

Someone had to have said something funny.

I waved at them, and we walked over. I wanted to know what was so funny that my sweetheart couldn't stop laughing.

My mom was talking to my dad and suddenly she looked startled.

"EMMETT McCARTY! GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!"

I guess it wasn't Emmett's day today. Although I didn't know what he did wrong.

My mom disagreed.

"What kind of crap are you telling my baby! It's all bullshit!"

She was very upset.

Why? Crap? Can not be! It was all okay, almost all logical comprehensible arguments and explanations.

"Esmé, this is not crap. I did thorough research," he defended himself, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Those are all old wives' tales!" She looked at me. "Baby, none of that is true. Don't believe him." She came up to me and took my face in her hands and looked at me urgently. "Old wives' tales, Edward, it's all old wives' tales."

My eyes wandered to Bella. She had picked herself up and was still chuckling.

"Esmé is right, Honey Bunny."

She kept chuckling and so did Rose.

What was so funny?

Mom let go of me and Bella came to take her place.

She gave me a little kiss on the lips and said, "That's ALL not true. Well, the food thing ... healthy it is, but it doesn't affect the sex of a child or your fertility."

She smiled at me.

If that was half true about the food, there had to be something to the other things as well. But if I objected now, Mom would lecture me, and I didn't have time for that. I had to go shopping.

I nodded and Emmett snorted and muttered to himself.

Rosalie was still chuckling, too.

Probably the hormones, she could not control them.

"Emmett?" I whispered, and he looked at me.

"What?"

I beckoned him to me, unobtrusively of course.

"What's wrong, Ed?"

"Do you want to come shopping. I need a few more things."

He grinned and nodded.

"Sure buddy. Happy to help."

Bella

My sweetheart nodded, but I knew him well. He didn't want any trouble with his mom and nodded like a model son. I didn't buy it, though. Now he had disappeared with Emmett. I wonder what they were up to. But I guess I'll find out soon enough.

The phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Bella! Do you want to come over? Bring Rose and we can have coffee and talk a bit."

Alice. I was glad to hear her voice.

"Sure. I'd love to. What street do you actually live on?"

I had completely forgotten to ask where she now lived.

"Denali Avenue. Not a ten-minute walk."

"I know where that is. What house number?"

"Seventy-three. The nicest house on the street. You can't miss it."

"Great. See you in a bit Alice."

I hung up and went to find Rose. Esmé was standing with her, and she also wanted to go. Alice certainly had nothing against it.

"Oh ... what a beautiful house!"

Esmé clapped her hands joyfully.

Yes, Jasper had taste. A beautiful house.

Rose said nothing and so I looked at her. Her gaze was directed to the other side of the street.

"Rose? Are you okay?"

I tugged at her sleeve.

"Yes, everything is fine. Look at the house."

"Which one?"

Esmé was standing next to me.

"The third from the right, next to the yellow one."

Our heads turned to the house in question.

"Oh, that's cute." Esmé.

"Yes, a very nice house. With a great front yard." Me.

"It's also for sale." Alice.

Alice?

All three of us turned around. Grinning, she stood there looking at us.

"It's for sale, Rose."

She smiled at the puzzled Rose.

"Yes?"

"I know it, Rosalie. You can believe me. The owners want to move to Europe, and that means they have to sell their house." Alice smile widened. "Then we'd be neighbors."

Rose squealed in unison with Alice.

This is where they could move here. It would not be so far from our house.

"There's not another house for sale on this street, is there?"

Esmé looked longingly in the direction of the house for sale.

"I don't know. But it's easy to find out." Alice bounced up and down. "But first, come on in. Coffee's waiting."

We left Alice five hours later and headed home.

Once there, it was very quiet.

No one here? Yes there is.

Our three men sat on the terrace and drank beer.

Hopefully, Carlisle was still able to steer Edward a bit away from his, or Emmett's, advice.

Edward pulled me onto his lap and kissed me.

I sighed happily.

My Honey Bunny was good at kissing, always had been. Although I had no other experience with men, I could not imagine that anyone else could do it better. That was not possible.

After a while, my Honey Bunny got up and went to the kitchen, where Esmé was working on supper. She didn't want our help. Less than five minutes later, Edward came out again, very smug and grinning.

Emmett winked at him, and my Honey Bunny nodded.

"What's wrong?", I asked after I had made myself comfortable on his lap again.

"Nothing."

He shrugged his shoulders innocently.

Too innocent for my taste.

"How was it with Alice?"

Emmett called attention to another issue.

Very suspicious. Since Carlisle didn't object, it couldn't be bad. Otherwise, he would have put his foot down.

Rosalie and I reported from the visit to Alice.

Emmett's eyes widened when Rose told him about the house she had found. Emmett assured her to look at it and if he liked it, they could talk about buying it. She was delighted and kissed Emmett stormily. He whispered something in her ear and Rosalie got a little color on her cheeks.

Inwardly, I rolled my eyes.

I didn't even want to know what he said to her. It was definitely not PG.

"Food is ready!", Esmé's voice sounded from the kitchen.

We set off and a disgusting smell hit me.

What is this? I've never smelled anything so repulsive!

"Sit down," she warbled, taking a pan from the stove.

The disgusting stench poured out of it.

I wrinkled my nose.

"What is it, Esmé?"

I pointed to the pan in her hands.

"Roasted celery. Very healthy. Who would like?"

My Honey Bunny and Emmett came forward. The others quickly shook their heads.

Who ate such a thing voluntarily?

Esmé had made several salads and fried fish.

Yum.

Everyone helped himself and began to eat.

Asparagus salad and fish landed on my plate.

Edward also piled asparagus and fish on his plate.

My eyes grew wide.

'Asparagus, oysters and celery,' Emmett's voice echoed in my head.

"Honey Bunny?"

I looked at him.

"Yes honey?"

He smiled his best smile.

"Don't get any oysters?"

His look became apologetic.

"No, couldn't find any. Fish is fine, though."

I heard Rose chuckle softly and looked at her. She shook her head and continued eating.

Emmett grinned superiorly. A 'I'm smarter than all of you' grin showed broadly on his face.

As long as it was just something like that, I couldn't say anything against it.

I smiled back and started eating.

A casual conversation accompanied the evening meal. We laughed and joked. That's how I put up with it.

My Honey Bunny stiffened briefly, pushed back his chair, and ran out of the kitchen.

What's going on now?

He came rushing back, rejoicing.

"Here you go, sweetheart."

He opened his hand, and four colorful pills were on it.

"What is it?"

"Precaution, my dear."

Oh no, he was also in a drugstore.

"Edward ...", I rebuked him, but got nowhere.

"No, Bella. I will not risk our son's health."

This can't be true!

"I'm not pregnant, Honey Bunny."

He interrupted me again.

"Not yet, but that's changing quickly."

He smiled at me. He meant well and so I took the pills and washed them down with a sip of juice.

"I am so proud of you, my baby! You're thinking about the future."

Esmé beamed at her son.

That was obvious.

Rose chortled again and almost choked on her mouthful of fish.

"Bella, Emmett was even worse."

I can't imagine. It was just Emmett. I have Edward and Esmé.

Carlisle changed the subject and I looked at him gratefully.

If I got pregnant, Edward would wrap me in cotton wool and Esmé would help him, beaming with joy. I was done for. My hope that the whole pregnancy thing could last a while brightened my mood. It never works the first time, I'm sure of it.

We spent the rest of the evening on the terrace with a glass of wine.

Edward became more and more fidgety.

"What's wrong?", I asked him.

"Nothing, just tired."

He grinned.

Aha ... tired, then.

"Then go to bed already. I'll stay up for a while."

His face darkened.

"Well, I'm not that tired."

I'm sure he wanted to take Emmett's advice and drag me to bed. I had no objection to that, but I wanted to keep him in suspense.

"I'm tired, too," Rose said.

"Come on then, baby. I'll put you to bed."

Emmett wiggled his eyebrows.

"Yes, children, I am also ready to come to my bed."

Esmé looked at Carlisle, who nodded. He handed her his hand and pulled her up.

Now the two of us sat alone on our terrace.

My Honey Bunny grinned.

He stood in front of me and said, "Come on, into bed."

I nodded in surrender.

Resisting Edward is not easy.

When we got ready for bed, I wanted to put on my pajamas.

"Can we sleep without? ... Naked."

With a begging look that was unparalleled, Edward looked at me.

"Why not."

I pulled my undershirt over my head, unclasped my bra and slipped out of my panties.

Edward growled.

"Your turn," I smiled sweetly at him.

He had only his jeans on, which he slowly unbuttoned and pushed over his hips.

I swallowed, because my mouth was dry for some unknown reason.

He kicked it away and pulled his underpants down even more slowly. A penis ready for action came to light.

A shiver fluttered down my spine.

"Ready, honey."

I looked up into his face and felt slightly caught.

He came up to me and pulled me close to him. His sex pressed against my belly. It felt good and I could not suppress a small moan.

"Bed?" he asked hoarsely.

"Yes," I replied in a raspy voice.

I cleared my throat.

He lifted me up in his arms and walked me to our bed, put me down and scrambled after me.

He leaned over me and looked indecisive. Even a hint of blush showed on his cheeks.

"Um ... Bella ... honey ... can we try ... um ... something else?", he stuttered quietly to himself.

"What do you want to try?", I asked excitedly and aroused.

"Another position ...", he whispered so softly that I could hardly understand him. "... from behind."

I swallowed and nodded.

I couldn't look him in the face. But to try something new and exciting made me tremble.

He seemed relieved. He kissed me stormily and I melted in his arms.

We caressed each other and he almost drove me crazy with his hands and lips.

He turned me around and I was excited about what was going to happen next. I was so inexperienced, but so was my Honey Bunny.

"If I hurt you in any way, you have to tell me right away."

I nodded.

He was always concerned about me, and I loved him even more for that.

He pulled my hips up and I felt his hardness against my butt.

That was so exciting! I could not wait any longer.

I wiggled my butt back and forth a little and Edward groaned.

"Careful, honey," he breathed.

I did it again right away.

Now he growled again and grabbed me tighter by the hips so that I could not move.

In case I haven't mentioned it yet, it's exciting. I felt the head of his penis at my entrance and trembled with anticipation and then ...

A rumble and a thud sounded in the hallway.

We both froze.

"Ouch ... Don't do that," we heard a quietly scolding Emmett.