Three Months Later:

I smiled as I walked through a throng of people at the airport. My head was slightly throbbing from being woken up at three in the morning, and my stomach swirling in knots, yet kept grumbling as we stood on the airport as people tried to get food before their flights.

Alice had disappeared, skipping in the direction of the information desk about the flight the men were supposed to arrive in.

I tried to stand on my tip toes to see over the crowd, unfortunately no amount of inches on the platforms of my sneakers were going to allow me to see.

It sure as heck wasn't happening with Oliver blowing raspberries in the carrier, and wiggling his little hands and feet everywhere.

He was almost a year old, and had only begun to take a few steps before plopping on his butt, smacking my chest with his hand.

"You ready to see your daddy again?" I asked, as I tilted my head to look at him.

He blew a raspberry in response, before continuing to wave in his seat in the carrier Kate had given me.

"Yeah. Me too." I whispered, with a sigh as I groaned a little at the backache that had begun.

"Oh, don't pout, princess… I can't stand it when you pout." I heard Edward suddenly speak from behind me.

I turned quickly to see him standing there with Alice and Jasper amused.

"Dada!" Oliver babbled smacking my chest.

Edward winced in response as he handed his bag to Jasper before unbuckling the straps and plucked Oliver out of the carrier. "Hey, bud." He greeted, smiling widely at him before turning to give me a confused frown. "I thought you said he looked the same." He mumbled as he reached over to kiss my lips.

"I never said he looked the same…" I told him, defensively.

"You told me, 'He's making progress, about the same weight..'" He repeated with a raised brow.

I scoffed, "Edward, that was almost five months ago. He'll be a year old in a two months." I told him amused.

He sighed, "I guess I was gone for most of your life, huh, bud?" He asked him, sadly.

Oliver stared at him happily and slapped his face with both his hands.

Alice bit back her laughter as I rolled my eyes at him.

"How are you feeling, Bells? Alice told me you've been a little tired, and sick." Jasper said as we made our way to the car.

I smiled, "Oh, a lot better, thanks for asking. I have a few months off since the tour just finished but I think I'll be okay. I already checked with the doctor and he said I should be fine." I told him as Edward opened the door to the back seat.

I smiled as I watched him struggle for a second to strap Oliver into his car seat, before handing him his toy.

As I sat in the passenger's seat, and Alice hopped into the driver's seat, I sighed in exhaustion.

We watched as the guys went to the back to place their bags into the back before climbing in on either side of Oliver.

My eyes closed as we began making our way home.

I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up, we were already home and I was in bed.

Edward was sitting on the foot of the bed with a hesitant smile. Peaches laying next to his feet.

"So, I take it the night we spent together in Iraq brought this on?" He told me, gesturing to the tablets of antacids on the bedside table along, a pack of orange flavored energy boots, and a jar of multivitamin vitamins.

I nodded as I sat up slowly, "How'd you know?" I asked.

"Bells, your chest has gotten rounder than it was three months ago. Not to mention the roundness in your belly." He said, jutting his chin in the direction of my stomach.

"I was going to tell you… but I didn't know how." I finally told him.

He smiled at me, "It's okay, baby. I know. I understand, trust me. Good thing is that I've got six months off. So you have nothing to worry about… I'll be here." He told me with a big smile.

I smiled back, "Are we really going to do this again?" I asked, amused.

He moved closer to me, "Of course, we are." He told me.

I shook my head at him amused, "You're too excited for your own good." I mumbled as I leaned back onto the head rest.

"Well, I have a lot to smile and be excited about… I have an amazing wife, an adorable son, and an awesome mother in law…. Great people and friends surrounding me…" He told me as he leaned closer to me.

"Do you now ?" I whispered, reaching up to touch the side of his face.

He smiled and nodded, "The best people in the world." He replied without hesitation.

I laughed, "I'm glad you think so… I missed you." I confessed.

"How much?" He asked teasingly.

I looked down at my stomach before chewing on my bottom lip. "Too much…" I replied.

"Good." He told me, as he finally moved forward and pressed his lips to mine.

Six Months Later:

I sat in the blanket, holding our two week old daughter, Jimena, as I watched Edward run around with Oliver and Peaches in the grass.

Jimena's pregnancy had been much more enjoyable than Oliver's.

A totally different experience.

No stress. Not a lot of tears either. Edward was there for all of the appointments.

We even went shopping for baby clothes, and things.

I actually got a baby shower this time!

We also got to attend Alice and Jasper's small wedding ceremony. Followed by Jacob and Tanya's in Vegas.

Our group would have barbecues every other weekend and hang out at our houses each time.

Rose, Emmett, and Henry join us occasionally.

Upon Edward's return Carlisle and Esme tried to get us to allow them to meet the kids, but Edward was adamant about not letting them near the kids and I fully supported his decision after finding out his reasoning.

Eventually, Edward had been asked to relocate, and we moved with my mother to the state of Vermont.

My mother had recently met a man named Phil and had been dating him for a few weeks. She seemed so happy with him.

Our friends eventually moved out of state as well. Alice and Jasper to Vermont too. Tanya and Jake headed to Hawaii. While Tyler and Lauren went to New York.

The band and I had gotten enough recognition and were planning to go on tour when my water broke.

Jimena had gotten here two weeks before she was supposed to. Luckily for us she didn't need to spend time in the NICU like Oliver had.

She was born weighing five pounds and fourteen ounces, and was almost eighteen inches long.

I blinked back into the present as I watched Oliver walk towards us, I smiled widely at him, "Hey baby, are you hungry yet?" I asked as he plopped down by my legs.

He nodded, "Juicy." He told me.

"Of course, baby." I told him as I moved over and handed him a juice box.

Edward smiled as he sat down next to me, looking down at the baby in my arms. "Is she sleeping again?" He asked me.

I nodded as I leaned over to lay her in the portable bassinet, making sure she was properly snuggled, and sigh at the ache in my arms.

"You want to go home already?" He asked me, quietly as we watched Oliver rub his eyes and yawn tiredly.

"I think that's a great idea." I told him.

We got up, slowly picking up our things and placing them in the basket before placing Jimena in her car seat, and Oliver in the seat next to hers in the double stroller.

Oliver was asleep by the time we got home.

"Ya regresaron?" I heard my mom call from the kitchen (You're back already?)

"Yes." Edward called back.

Oliver lifted his head sleepily before dropping it back on Edward's shoulder.

He took Oliver to his room, and laid him in the bed, while I went to lay Jimena down in her crib.

I watched her sleep for a second before heading to the room to remove my sweater.

As I was standing by the bed lost in thought I felt Edward wrap his arms from behind me, placing his chin on my shoulder.

"What's going through that beautiful mind of yours?" He asked me.

I smiled, placing my hands over his, "Nothing. Just thinking about us." I told him.

"Oh? What about us?" He asked me, teasingly.

I shrugged, "Everything. I just— I'm trying to sort out my feelings after everything..." I quietly told him.

"Oh? How do you feel about us?" He asked me, curiously.

"Happy, peaceful, content…." I listed.

"Good to know…" he told me with a smile, kissing the side of my face.

"It's more than that… I can't explain it… it's home." I whispered as I turned in his arms and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

He gave me a loving smile as he pulled me closer to him. "I know what you mean…" he told me.

"Do you?" I asked, teasingly.

"Of course, it's the same feeling I get when I come here. The feeling isn't the house itself, it's you and our little family. Our friends…" He tells me.

"I'm glad. It'll give you the right motivation…" I told him.

"For what?" He asked, confused.

"To come back home." I replied, staring up into his eyes, searchingly.

He gave me a passionate look, nodding in agreement, as he hummed., "Every damn time." He responds immediately, before pressing his lips to mine.

Author's Note:

Okay, so this is the official ending to this story! How many of you enjoyed it?

Honestly, I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

I hope to see you all soon! Take care!