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[A/N] Thanks and hugs to all my lovely readers out there. I'm so grateful that you're taking the time to read and review my little story here. It's your support that keeps me motivated.

This chapter is dedicated to PatterThePaperKite and Jexy for loving my story.

**Chapter 60**

"Are you sure that you don't want me to come with you?" Ali asked me as she parked the Volvo in front of Angela's house. I took her hand in mine and squeezed it gently before I put it to my lips and planted soft kisses on her dainty knuckles.

"Yes, sweetheart, I am sure that I want my wedding dress to be a surprise for you."

"I could still act surprised, even if I'd seen it before." she told me when we stepped out of the car.

"No chance." I mumbled, pulling her closer to me to kiss her lips very gently. The tip of her tongue caressed my lower lip and when I gasped for air it slipped into my mouth to massage my tongue.

A pleasant shiver went down my spine and I twisted my hands into the silky curls of her short hair.

"Get a room."

I cringed slightly and pulled back to face Benjamin who grinned at us sheepishly.

"Don't listen to him, he's just jealous." Angela stated cheerfully while she nibbled on a sandwich in her hands.

"No, I'm not…well, maybe a little bit but the two of them are just too cute together."

"Thanks," I mumbled and wrapped my arms around Ali's waist.

"Shouldn't you be working right now?" she asked him while her fingers stroked up and down my bare forearms.

He sighed deeply and his face turned into a frown.

"Seth is working for me because my dad decided to force me spending some quality time with my uncle."

"He's not forcing you. You could have said no, you know." Angela told him, twisting her hair into a messy ponytail.

"Speak of the devil…," he whispered so low that it was barely audible as the door of the house opened again.

The first thing I realized about the grey-haired man was his eyes because they had exactly the same shade of melted caramel like Ali's. I felt her stiffen next to me.

He seemed to notice the similarity too for his face turned instantly white like chalk. I hoped that he wasn't going to have a heart attack or something like that.

Benjamin put one hand on his shoulder while his uncle mumbled something in Romanian to him.

He nodded his head and cleared his throat nervously before he spoke up again.

"Ali, this is my uncle Vlad…ahm I mean our uncle…,"

She held out her hand and I realized that her fingers were trembling slightly. To my surprise Vlad didn't take it. Instead he wrapped his arms around her neck and hugged her so tightly that it made her gasp for air.

"Benjamin, tell your uncle to let her go. He's going to break her ribs."

He planted several kisses all over her face before he finally dropped his hands and pulled back.

"Tell your stepmother that I can understand her perfectly and don't need you to translate for me the entire time as if I were a complete idiot."

Then he turned to Ali, his voice sounding suddenly a lot warmer and friendlier, as if he was honestly pleased to see her. Maybe he was.

"You're pretty like your mother."

"Thanks." she croaked out.

"But you're too thin."

She's not too thin, I thought, it just looks like that because she's standing next to me.

He took her hand in his and looked down on it.

"You have fingers like a little doll."

Ali's face turned into a bright crimson color.

"I know that I have the size of a dwarf."

His eyes caught the rose-gold ring on her ring finger and a smile flashed over his face.

"Are you married?"

"No, not yet…,"

"Then you're…what's that called again…engaged?"

"Yes."

"Congratulations. I hope he makes enough money to feed you up a little bit."

"I'm not marrying a guy. I'm engaged to Bella."

"Bella? Who is Bella?"

I shyly waved my hand at him.

"Hi there,"

"I don't think I understand. What has she to do with your wedding? Is she your bridesmaid?"

"No, she's the one that I'm going to marry."

"But she's a girl! You're a girl! You are both girls! This is not right. Alicija, if you have trouble finding a suitable husband, I know someone…"

She quickly shook her head and took my hand in hers to squeeze it gently.

"I don't want to find a husband. I'm happy with Bella."

"But you're both girls! This is not normal."

"Vlad, we've already had this discussion several times now. It's not more normal for a girl to like a boy than to like a girl or for a boy to like a boy."

"She's right, Vlad."

"For you it's still uncle Vlad, young man, and just because my sister wanted you to be a girl when you were a little child doesn't mean, you have to act like a sissy now."

XXXX

"Wyatt? Like Wyatt Earp? You're not honestly planning on naming our child after a criminal, are you?"

Emmett chuckled slightly and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"I'm not planning anything, babe, because you decided that we don't want to know the sex of the babies before the birth."

She dipped a piece of apple into a jar of mustard before she started nibbling on it.

I tried to remember if I used to have weird eating habits like that when I was pregnant with Lilly but I couldn't think of it.

"You get to name one of the twins but only if I you make suggestions that I like." She stated while she twisted a wisp of her blond hair around her fingers. I recognized that she wasn't wearing her wedding ring anymore probably because her fingers were swollen or something like that.

Ali wrapped her arms around my middle and rested her head against my shoulder. I planted a kiss on the silky curls of her hair and inhaled the sweet scent of vanilla that seemed to be streaming out of each of her pores.

"Auntie Rosie, can I give Fido the other half of my sandwich?"

"No, sweetie, you shouldn't do that."

"But he looks so hungry."

"He's already too fat, Lilly. You don't need to feed him every time he begs for it."

"Hmm,"

She giggled and put a wisp of Lilly's copper hair behind her ear.

"Trust me, sweetie. It's better that way."

The dog raised his head, it probably didn't seem like a good idea to him. I petted his huge head with my fingertips and a purring noise escaped his snout.

Ali cleared her throat nervously before she turned to her blonde sister again.

"Mom and dad are still so pissed at me."

"They're not pissed at you. Your parents are too fine to be pissed, but they're not really happy about the current situation." Emmett stated.

The situation is so not current, I thought while I pulled Ali closer to me, as if to make sure that she would stay right where she was.

"Look, Tinker-Ali, I'm really sorry that our parents are so…stubborn."

"Rose, you know how much I hate it when you call me that name. And just for the record; mom and dad are not stubborn. They are just so terribly old-fashioned about everything. I really wished they would manage to start accepting my relationship with Bella."

Her voice sounded so sad now that a sharp pain cramped around my heart. This was so hard for her and I wished that I could do something to make her feel better. Slowly, I pulled her on my lap and started rocking her back and forth while I planted a gentle kiss on the sensitive skin right beneath her hairline.

"Love you." I whispered into her ear while I pulled her closer, yet it still didn't feel close enough to me.

"Fine, so let's pretend our parents are not stubborn." Rosalie mumbled while she pulled a candy bar out of her handbag to dip it into the mustard before she stuffed the half of it between her coral tinted lips.

"Everyone in your family is stubborn, babe. I guess that's part of the Cullen DNA. Let's just hope that our kids won't inherit that too."

She frowned and stood up from her chair, placing her right hand on her rounded stomach.

"Right now I'm way more worried that they could get your big scull. It would make the whole birth a lot more complicated."

"You could always get a c-section, you know. We don't want to get parts of you damaged that we may still want to use in the future."

"McCarthy, I already told you that we want a natural birth. No painkillers and all that other nonsense, I want to do it the traditional way."

I bite my own tongue to keep me from telling her that she would probably change her opinion about that once the labor pains started actually. My fingertips moved over the bulging scar on my abdomen that would cover my body for the rest of my life now.

How easy it could be to have a child and at the same time it could be so difficult…

Ali picked a daisy from the grass next to us and started crumbling the tiny petals between her fingers.

"Mom won't come to the wedding if dad is against it, will she?" she croaked out after a few awkward moments of silence.

Rosalie sighed deeply and kneeled down in front of Ali.

"I could talk to her if you want me to."

"You'd do that?"

She took Ali's hand in hers and squeezed it for a moment before she nodded her head.

"Of course I'd do it. That's what big sisters are there for."

"Because you don't have to, you know. It is worse enough that they're angry at me. I don't want them to be mad at you too because you're on my side now."

"Don't worry about that. I know how to handle mom. If things get ugly I can always use the babies…"

She inhaled sharply between her teeth and stood up from the ground again.

"You're okay, babe?"

"The babies…" she mumbled, placing her flat hand on her stomach again.

"I think I can feel them moving."

"Are you sure about that? Maybe it is just indigestion because of the amounts of mustard you're constantly eating."

"No, I'm not sure. This is my first pregnancy in case you've forgotten it, McCarthy."

He put one hand on her stomach and waited.

"I don't feel anything."

"That's because it has stopped now."

"Hmm,"

Fido nudged his head against Rosalie's side, whimpering like a little puppy and that noise coming out of his snout sounded so completely ridiculous that I couldn't suppress a giggle.

"There…" Rosalie whispered taking Emmett's hand and placing it right under her heart.

"Can you feel that now?"

He nodded his head.

"Is that hurting you when they kick like that?" he asked her worriedly.

"No, it just feels…well, strange somehow."

"But why are you crying then?"

"I, I…don't know." she stumbled out and wiped the tears away with her fingertips.

"It's just that I've…we've waiting for so long, that I can't believe it's really happening."

Ali stood up from my lap and cleared her throat before she spoke up, her voice trembling slightly.

"I'm sorry…I can't."

She rushed back into the house and I followed her, wrapping my arms around her before she even reached the door.

"Shhh," I mumbled and stroked down her cheekbone with my thumb until I reached her full bottom lip.

"It's going to be okay, Ali."

"No, it won't. I can never have that, never. There's no fertility treatment that may help with my stupid heart." She whispered hoarsely before she burst out into tears.

I pulled her pixie-like body against me and caressed the small stripe of bare skin between her shirt and her jeans with feather light movements.

"Being pregnant is not as fun as it looks like from the outside. I mean there are the swollen feet and the stretchmark's and the mood swings and all the other stuff."

"I wouldn't mind."

"I know, honey. And I'm really sorry because I can't do anything to make you feel better about the baby-thing."

"I know that you're sorry, you keep telling me that the entire time."

She took my hand to blow a soft kiss on the back of my hand. Then her lips twitched into a grimace that was probably supposed to look like a smile.

"So being pregnant is not that fun. Are you sure that you want to go to that again? Because you don't have to, if you don't want to…"

I closed my eyes and for a split second the image of a tiny baby with spikey jet-black hair appeared in my mind. The thought send a warm, tingly feeling straight to my heart.

"I want to, I want it because since I'm with you, I kind of feel like everything is possible…everything and maybe even more."

XOXOXOXOXOXO

[A/N]

*You can help me pick names for the twins if you want to*

And now, I've got some good and bad news for you. The good one is that I'm on vacation in the next weeks (okay that's only good news for me and not for you) to travel the States with my sis who is unlike me able to read maps and stuff like that *lol*. I'm really excited about the trip and hope that everything will be fine.

Now to the bad news – there won't be any updates of WTHN for the next four weeks. I can't actually believe it, because this story feels like my second reality to me…

Until next time, take care :-)