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[A/N] Blows kisses and confetti to all her awesome readers out there, without your amazing encouragement I couldn't have done it.

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#FAQ

Will Edward come back in the story?

Is anyone missing him yet? He's definitely going to stay in jail where he belongs. Maybe he will be mentioned now and then by some of the other characters but he's not going to make a physical appearance anymore.

**Chapter 103**

I will not cry. I will not cry. I repeated over and over in my head while I desperately tried to keep my mouth in that faked smile I had decided to put on until Ali would disappear in the departure lounge of the airport.

"Look at me," she whispered softly, cupping my face between her dainty hands to pull me closer to her.

"I'm going to miss you too,"

My lips nudged against hers and when I gasped for air she slipped the tip of her tongue into my mouth to caress its inside tenderly.

She tasted sweet, a bit like the strawberry frosting of the donut she had eaten earlier and I licked over her full lower lip to get off every tiny rest of it.

"Too cute,"

I cringed and pulled back to look into a pair of pitch black eyes in a grinning face.

"Oh, don't let me disturb your little goodbye scene. It's pretty nice to watch."

Ali growled and crossed her hands in front of her chest. I wrapped my arms around her shoulder to keep her from doing something stupid.

"What the fuck are you doing here James?"

"Flying to Milan with you and the rest of the crew," he stated, licking his bottom lip greedily.

"Why? Didyme knows that I don't want to work with you."

"Maurice the other photographer can't fly because he has acute ear or some crap like that."

He grinned again and I fought the incredible urge to hit him straight into his face.

"Looks like the two of us are going to spend a lot of time together in the next week. Are you excited about that, Ali?"

He took a step forward and she instantly took one backwards. Damn it, I didn't want her to be afraid of that asshole.

"You are going to keep your fucking paws away from her or I'll make sure that your mother doesn't get any grandchildren from you." I snarled at him, pulling Ali closer against me.

"Your wife seems to be a little bit bitchy. Must probably be all the pregnancy hormones in her blood. How did the two of you manage to produce a baby anyway? I thought that you weren't into threesomes."

"It's none of your business, James." I mumbled, rubbing my fingertips up and down Ali's bare forearms in an attempt to calm her down.

"I have to admit that I'm a little bit jealous of the lucky guy…,"

"Shut up. I'm not going to spend one single minute alone with you over there and just for the record; if you dare to start any weird moves on me, I'm going to sue your sorry ass for sexual harassment before you can even blink twice, Mr. Hunter."

He chuckled and licked his lips again.

"I like a woman who puts up a good fight before she surrenders."

"James, I'm serious about the harassment thing."

"Whatever. Excuse me now; I have to talk to some of the models before we get on the plane."

He walked away and Ali sat down on the cold linoleum floor.

"I don't want to go," she stumbled out when I kneeled down next to her and wrapped my arms around her.

"Because of this James bastard?" I asked her worriedly.

"That too, but mostly because I don't want to leave you behind, Bella,"

I kissed her again and inhaled deeply through my nose to absorb as much of her delicious vanilla scent as possible.

"Don't worry about me. I and the little nudger will be fine when you come back to us."

She sighed deeply and planted a kiss on my lips before she leaned down and pressed her lips underneath my belly button.

"Bye little nudger,"

I cleared my throat and pulled the tiny box out of my handbag to hand it to her.

"Open it."

She flipped the box open and her lips twitched into a warm smile.

"You shouldn't have,"

"But I wanted to." I whispered and planted a kiss on each of her knuckles.

"I've already set the clock on European time for you."

She stood up from the ground and put a wisp of my hair behind my ear.

"Thanks, the watch is really pretty."

"It has an engraving too," I told her, running my fingertips over the sensitive skin on her wrist.

Slowly she flipped the watch around on her left palm to read the words I had let them carve into the silver material.

Time is endless and so is our love

XXXXX

"I have a bad feeling when I'm thinking of Ali being over there in Italy with this fucker James Hunter."

Emmett chuckled and took another sip from the glass of coke in front of him before he spoke up again.

"It's cute that you are so worried about her, but that's completely unnecessary. Ali knows how to defend herself against…how shall I call it…unwanted attention or stuff like that?"

I sighed and cradled my rounded middle between my hands while the baby kept kicking against my ribs so hard that I wondered if he or she would manage to break one of them in the next weeks.

"And you know that why? Ali is so tiny and fragile."

"That doesn't mean she can't defend herself. It's all about using the right techniques."

"Hmm,"

"Can I ask you something without you getting pissed at me?"

"That depends…," I murmured, taking a bite from the chocolate covered apple in front of me. Over the years I had developed a special method of eating stuff like that without really having too much of the fruit itself.

"Is it possible that a woman suddenly turns into a lesbian?"

"Yes…no, what kind of question is that anyway?"

"It's because of Rose. She's acting so weird in the last days and…,"

He stopped midsentence when Jasmine and Zafrina appeared on the porch, the tiny puppy wrapped into a fluffy towel.

"Hi Bella, Emmett,"

"Is the dog sick?" I asked Jasmine who was cradling the poor animal like an actual infant.

"No, she's just tired because someone made her walk through the entire park this morning although that someone knows that my little baby is much too small for such a long walk."

Zafrina rolled her eyes at that and sat down on a chair next to me.

"It's a good thing that you have to work that much right now, because you are to soft-hearted to train the dog."

"I'm not soft-hearted."

"That's what you think, cowgirl."

Emmett snarled and emptied the glass of coke in one big gulp.

"Jasmine, are you going to tell me what is going on between you and my wife?"

"Do I hear a slight hint of jealousy in your voice?" she asked him, running her fingertip over the edge of a vase on the table.

"Don't get your hopes too high, Jazz. I just want to know why she had to meet with you every single day during the last week."

"Why aren't you asking that question to Rosalie?"

"I have, but she doesn't want to talk about it."

"And I can't talk about it because it's…confidential."

He growled and crossed his arms in front of his broad chest.

"Do you think I'm stupid? I know that Rosalie doesn't believe in any of this psycho crap and apart from that I highly doubt that all of your patients shower after their appointments with you."

"Hmm,"

She sat down on Zafrina's lap and planted a kiss on her lips before she handed her the sleeping puppy.

"If she has anything that she wants to talk about, she can talk to me. I'm her husband for crying out loud."

"Emmett, it's not like you think it is." Jasmine stated after a few awkward moments of silence.

"If I find out that you're fucking my wife behind my back, I'm going to...,"

"Don't be ridiculous, Em. Besides…if I want to fuck a pretty blonde, I can go home and masturbate."

"Keep your hands off of my Rosie, if you want to keep them."

"Threat her just one more time and I'm going to shove my heel up your ass." Zafrina snarled at him, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled towards the floor.

"I didn't mean it like that. It's just that I'm really starting to worry about her. She's acting so weird right now and even decided to visit her shithead of a brother in jail although I told her it was a stupid idea."

"You didn't tell him?" I asked Angela while I flipped through a magazine on my lap. It smelled disgustingly of disinfection spray inside the waiting hall of the hospital and I wrinkled my nose in disgust. Hopefully they wouldn't make me wait here for too long.

"I couldn't. He seems to be so happy right now and I didn't want to ruin that for him."

"Ela, you really should talk to Stefan about the baby. It won't get any easier if you wait any longer."

"Probably, but I'm still too chicken."

I took her hand in mine and squeezed it gently.

"Do you want me to tell him for you? Because I would totally do it, if you want me to."

"Really?"

I nodded my head and gave her an encouraging smile.

"Mrs. Swan, Dr. O'Hara is ready to see you now."

Carefully I stood up from my chair and pressed my fist against my hurting back.

"Hello, Mrs. Swan. How's it going?" my gynecologist greeted me cheerfully when I entered her office.

"My back hurts like crap and my feet are swollen but apart from that, I and the little nudger are doing pretty fine, thank you."

"Little nudger?"

"Well, that's just because we don't know the sex of the baby yet."

"Maybe we're lucky and are going to find out about that today during your ultrasonic testing."

She wrapped the blood pressure cuff around my arm and pressed the cold metal of the stethoscope against my chest.

"I'm not very content with the way your blood pressure is reacting to your pregnancy. It will probably lead to you having premature labor and other complications."

I sighed and twisted my hair into a sloppy ponytail.

"Where is your wife today? She's always asking me so many questions when you bring her with you."

"Ali is in Italy right now with her boss."

Really? That's pretty amazing. Bella Italia, I truly envy her."

When I stood up from the chair to walk over to the examination couch another sharp pain went straight through my lower stomach.

"Ouch," I hissed through gritted teeth.

"That bad? Maybe we should keep you here over night, just to be sure."

I quickly shook my head and sat down again.

"It's not that bed and I can't leave my daughter alone at home."

"Hmm, I see. Would you like to try some acupuncture? It could really help you to get rid of your back problems."

"I'm not exactly a fan of needles," I confessed embarrassedly.

"Just give it a try. If you can't handle it we can always stop the treatment."

"Kay,"

She pulled my shirt upwards and smeared a bit of the contrast gel over my rounded abdomen. I cringed when the cold gel met my overheated skin.

"Everything seems to be pretty fine with your baby." She told me after a few moments. Then she pointed towards the tiny black and white screen.

"See that little row of pearls? That's the spine."

"Hmm,"

"And that's a tiny arm and…that down there…,"

I raised my head to get a better look at the screen.

"I don't see anything down there." I whispered, trying to get any sense into the blurry ultrasound picture.

"Exactly," she told me cheerfully, wiping the contrast gel away with a tissue.

"You can't see anything because the baby is going to be a little girl."

XOXXOXXXOXXOXXO

[A/N] So the truth is finally out. The little nudger is going to be a girl. I'm sure Ali will be thrilled when she finds out about that.

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