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Bella's POV:

I chuckled as we blew up balloons and the twins bounced around batting one back and forth and going on in their 'twin' talk.

Today was their second birthday and we were doing the house with a 'Toy Story' theme since both boys were currently obsessed with it.

Molly was tied in the sling around my chest gurgling away.

"Are you sure you and Paul are ok?" Emily asked setting Sara down in the bouncer in the corner of the room.

This morning had started off quietly enough but as I'd started pulling out the decorations Sam had called Paul saying that there was a new scent around Forks and that the whole pack was needed.

Paul was still technically the 'beta' wolf and could have told Sam that he didn't need everyone but Paul being Paul he of course wanted to help out.

I'd asked him if he could please stay home and help me and had said that this was a family thing but he just insisted that he had to go.

I know he wants to keep us safe but since his blowout with Seth over Molly after Molly was born I just feel like he is obsessed with helping the pack that it's proving detrimental to our relationship.

I understand that all he wants to do is protect Molly but his temper is getting the better of him and it's beginning to get annoying. I love the man with all my heart but it hurts when he doesn't even wish you a happy anniversary as he runs out the door to meet with the 'guys'.

Luckily I have Emily to vent to.

"He's just being so dense!" I whined while pinning up my side of the banner Alice and Rosalie had made that read 'Happy 2nd birthday Micah and Noah our own cowboy and spaceman' and was decorated half with Woody and the other half with Buzz.

Emily let out a small laugh and responded "Honey they all are at points in time I mean at least you don't have Jacob and Leah's relationship!"

I shuddered slightly at the thought of constant ups and downs "Hey I bet their make ups are always thrilling." I joked lightly. Our friends had the most tumultuous relationship I had ever seen and they fought at least once a day but they loved each other and there was nothing they wouldn't do to protect the other.

She groaned slightly "I really don't need those images of my cousin" Emily whined but smiled widely "They have a very colorful relationship."

"That they do" I nodded in agreement.

"So where are the Cullen's?" Emily asked briefly looking over at me as she tied a couple more ribbons onto balloons.

"They had to go on a hunt- it's been a while and they don't want any possible mishaps at the birthday party" I explained "Then I think Jazz and Carlisle were going to go and see if they could recognize the scent of whatever it was that showed up last night that the pack is hunting."

"Momma Noah pushed me" Micah suddenly interrupted us tears in his eyes and a woeful expression held on his face.

"Well that wasn't very nice" I said crouching carefully, so as not to squish my daughter who had fallen asleep, and looking in my son's eyes. He had the same brooding grey eyes as my husband and I loved looking into them. He was soft spoken though in comparison to my husband and other son. "Noah, come here please."

I waited as Noah toddled to my side a congenial smile planted on his face "Momma?" He questioned putting a gentle hand onto his sister's head. For insisting he didn't like her he was pretty sweet with her every now and then.

"Why did you push Micah?" I questioned.

"He took the balloon" Noah's smile faded into an indignant pout.

"Well that doesn't mean you can push him" I insisted "Now you are going to apologize and give him a big hug and then it's nap time for my two favorite boys."

"I don't wanna nap" Noah said petulantly and Micah nodded vigorously in agreement. Emily was laughing behind me because as soon as I'd said the bad word 'nap' the pair had linked hands and were standing glaring at me.

"Well when you guys wake up it'll be time for your party" I said moving into a standing position and towards the stairs "and there will be cake and pizza and all your aunties and uncles" I started up a couple of the steps "And grandpa is even coming with Maggie."

They squealed in delight and rushed quickly past me to their bedrooms. They never could resist a visit from Maggie. The pair was obsessed with her and she adored the attention they gave to her.

"Momma hurry. Tuck us in!" Was their jubilant, joint response.

It only took a couple of minutes to tuck them both in and give them kisses before I headed back to getting the party ready.

"Cake?" Emily asked as I headed to the kitchen and she followed me.

"It's just cooling I made them this morning when I was mad at Paul" I explained as I entered the large kitchen and started pulling out my chocolate ganache out of the fridge to whip.

She glanced around wide eyed taking in the kitchen "You were really mad weren't you?"

"What makes you think that?" I asked coolly not glancing as I connected the mixing bowl to the mixers base and turned it on low.

"You have three cakes, two fruit trays, a deli tray, candies, treat bags arranged and you're making frosting and yet this place is sparkling clean." She commented pointing to each thing as she listed it. "And I bet if I were to go into the basement there will be a good dozen to two dozen pizzas just waiting to be put in the oven. I know you Bells you cook and clean when you are upset."

"He just doesn't get that I need him here and it feels like he's falling out of love with me." I tried desperately not to cry as Emily wrapped her arms around my waist hugging me.

"He loves you and the kids more than anything else. Sam has commented that he has never seen Paul as happy as he is now."

"Sure seems like it" I sniffled scoffing lightly.