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**Chapter 98**

Ali's POV

"A true gift from the gods, that's what she is." Rosalie stated, while she nibbled on a small carrot stick. The dark purple bags underneath her blue eyes had vanished completely or at least they were now covered very well underneath her makeup. Her hair wasn't greasy anymore and her face had lost the slight roundness it had during her pregnancy.

I realized that she looked even thinner than before and wondered if I should make a comment about that. Did she want to look that skinny?

"I'm so grateful to have Irina to help me with the twins. She wasn't joking when she told me that she's good with kids."

I nodded my head and sipped on the glass of diet coke in front of me. Jeez, why did anyone bother to buy this awful stuff? The taste seriously reminded me of liquid plastic.

"Did you talk to our mother in the last days?" she asked me after a few awkward moments of silence.

"No, I didn't. Everything is so terribly tensed right now and it's difficult for me to stay calm when I'm so…angry at her."

"She's sorry about what she has done, I know she is. You have to understand that…,"

"I don't have to understand how she managed to cover up a murder for Edward. How could she do something so horrible?"

"I'm not saying that what she did was right; just that you need to understand that she did it in order to protect her child."

She sighed deeply and stood up from the couch to run her fingertip over the wooden frame of a picture of the twins.

"I would probably do the same for Tegan and Tennessee if they get into trouble."

"It's still wrong what she did. And I actually think that she would have protected Edward better if she had made sure he gets the psychological help he needs so desperately. That man is like a ticking bomb and she let Bella and the little one stay with him under one roof for years. I get sick when I think of everything that could have happened to both of them."

"Don't remind me." she whispered, sitting down next to me again.

I swallowed hard to keep the tears from falling. The thought of him hurting anyone I cared for was almost unbearable for me.

"Please, you have to stop thinking about it, because if you do, it'll drive you crazy. As hard as it seems…you need to move on. Our brother won't get another chance to hurt anyone."

She cleared her throat nervously before she spoke up again.

"Em hopes that they let him rot in jail for the rest of his life but I would prefer to see him go into an asylum or a place like that. I can't even tell you why I feel that way."

"Probably because it would make all the things he did less worse? I mean if they discover that he's really sick in the head."

"Maybe…or maybe it's just because I'm scared of what could happen to him while he's behind bars."

The key turned around in the lock and when Rosalie recognized the box Emmett was holding in his hands her face turned into a frown.

"Donuts? You brought Donuts? Do you have any clue how many calories that kind of stuff contains?"

He chuckled slightly and planted a kiss on her mouth, cupping her face in one of his huge hands.

"You worry too much about calories. I don't understand what all the fuss is about. What difference should a pound more or less make?"

"I don't have enough time to explain that to you, McCarthy. Just do me a favor and put the box away before I munch down everything that's inside of it."

When he returned from the kitchen a few moments later he dipped another stick of carrot into a tiny bowl of low-fat yoghurt.

"Eat, my little bunny," he whispered cheerfully before he handed it to her.

"You're so mean." she mumbled, hitting him playfully on the head.

"No, I'm not. Just for the record…you're doing this ridiculous raw food diet for you and not for me."

She rolled her eyes at that and emptied the glass of water in front of her in one big gulp.

"Whatever,"

"Did your parents call again? I hope they didn't. Your mother should get some therapeutic help herself to overcome her guilt issues. I can't believe your shithead of a brother convinced her to lie to the police and everyone else in order to save his skinny ass from getting to jail where scum like he belongs to."

"Can we please stop talking about that now? Irina will come back with Lilly and the twins from the park and I really don't want her to freak out because of this. It's not necessary to tell her about…,"

The front door opened again and Lilly rushed into the living room, wrapping her arms around me to plant a kiss on my cheek. I pulled her on my lap where she nuzzled her face against my shoulder. She was overly cuddly in the last days and I wondered why she was acting like that.

Irina entered the room, balancing one of the babies on her arm.

"I'm going to change Tegan's diaper now. He doesn't smell too good to me. And please don't make me go to the park with them again. It's full of freaks."

She walked out of the room and I pulled a tiny flower out of Lilly's copper hair.

"Sweetie, did anything happen in the park?" I asked her worriedly.

"Irina yelled at a man who wanted her to work for him."

"Work for him?" Emmett repeated skeptically.

Lilly nodded her head.

"He said that he would pay her twenty bucks if she would give him a blow-job. Auntie Rosie what is a blow-job?"

"Nothing that you need to know about, sweetie," Rosalie told her, trying to keep her voice calm.

"But I want to know. Does it have anything to do with blowing up balloons?"

"Not exactly," I whispered, hoping that you would stop asking about it now.

"Lilly, sweetie, have you already decided if you want the baby to be a little brother or sister?" Emmett asked her in order change the subject of our conversation to safer topics.

"I don't know. Auntie Ali do you want a boy or a girl?"

"I hope it's a girl. I always wanted to have a little daughter."

She jumped from my lap and a split second later she burst out into tears.

"You love the baby more than me! I hate the stupid baby!"

"Lilly, please don't say something like that." I kneeled down in front of her and pulled a tissue out of my pocket to clean her running nose.

"And I love you and the baby both the same. I really do."

"But when you talk to be baby you always say that you're its momma."

I nodded my head and sighed deeply before I put one of the copper curls behind her tiny ear.

"That doesn't mean I love you less, Lilly."

"But it's not fair that the stupid baby is going to have two moms. I only have one."

"See? I told you that she would be confused and jealous about this." Rosalie stated, taking one of the baby from Irina who had started nibbling on one of the Donuts.

"That's so delicious. How can you eat this rabbit food when you have stuff like that in your kitchen?"

"You understand that better when you're older, Irina. It's not that easy to keep your figure once you're over thirty."

"I don't like yucky carrots." Lilly mumbled, wrinkling her little snub nose in disgust.

"I know, honey."

"Are you going to make the baby eat them too?"

I nodded my head and plated a kiss on her forehead.

"I'm not going to love the baby more than you or treat it different. You don't have to worry about that, Lilly."

The doorbell rang and Rosalie stood up from the couch to open the door.

When Benjamin and Bella entered the room he had a cocky grin all over his face. Like he was holding a secret that no one was supposed to know about. I made a silent note to myself to ask him about it once we were alone.

I cupped Bella's face between my hands and kissed her mouth before she sat down on the edge of the couch. When I placed my palm right underneath her belly button the little nudger kicked against my hand. I took Lilly's hand in mine and squeezed it gently when I realized the tensed expression on her tiny face. I didn't want her to feel jealous of the baby but right now I didn't really know what to do against it.

"Hi, everyone." Benjamin greeted us cheerfully. Then he turned to his cousin and mumbled something in Romanian to her that obviously seemed to piss her off a bit.

"Talk English to her. She's supposed to learn the language while she's here." Rosalie snarled at him, crossing her hands in front of her chest.

"You're in an excellent mood today, Barbie girl, aren't you? I was just trying to give her a little warning. If she doesn't stop eating so much of that candy stuff, she's going to need two seats on the plane back home."

"I hate you, Benjamin." She told him, kicking him playfully against his ribs.

"No wonder that you don't have a boyfriend. Who wants to deal with an insensitive ass..,"

"I don't have a boyfriend because I like to have options, Irina. Having options is when…,"

"I know what having options mean. Having options is just for people that haven't found the right one yet. Once you do, everything will be different." Her eyes sparkled when she spoke the last sentence.

Rosalie had told me that she was spending almost every night talking to her boyfriend on the phone. It was probably hard for them to be away from each other. I really hoped that I would never have to spend time apart from Bella. I craved her physical closeness like a flower craved water and sunlight.

"I don't understand that you are so terribly in love with this idiot Vasili. The last time I saw him he had pimples all over his face."

"You are so mean. It's not his fault that he has skin problems."

"Hmm, probably, but even if he hadn't he'd still be an asshole and I hope that you find out about it before you marry him."

"Mind your own business. At least I'm going to give my father grandchildren and make him proud."

"If I or if I not give my father a grandchild is none of your concern, Irina." he told her cheerfully, his mouth twisting into a bright smile when he put one arm around my shoulder.

"How's it going? Have you read any of those 'becoming a mom' books yet?" he asked me, twisting one of my spikey curls around his fingers.

Bella cleared her throat and took a sip from the glass with now lukewarm diet coke on the table.

"Why do you want to know about the stupid books? Nothing what's written inside them is able to prepare someone to be a mom."

"Mommy?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"When the baby is born will you and Auntie Ali be its moms?"

She nodded her head and took one of Lilly's hands to place it on her underbelly.

"It moves!" she stated after a few moments.

"Yes, it does. Isn't that nice?"

"I don't know if I like the baby. It's not fair that it gets to have two mothers when I only have one."

"I'll be your momma too, if you want me to." I whispered pulling her on my lap again.

"Promise?" she asked me, starting to nibble on her fingernails again. I had realized that she always did that when she seemed to be nervous about something.

"Yes, sweetie, I'll be your momma."

"Even when the baby is born, momma?"

I pulled her closer to me and kissed her hair that smelled sweet like strawberries from the shampoo Bella had washed it with this morning.

"Even when the little nudger is born," I told her and just with that I stopped being her aunt and became her second mother.

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