"Son of a bitch," I snarled, stubbing my toe on one of the cardboard boxes filling up our tiny living room. From the kitchen, I heard Bella, Alex, and Anthony laugh, which just irritated me even more. Not them, but the fact that instead of being able to be in our nice, big house, we were stuck inside a cramped, tiny, three-bedroom apartment.

After making the decision to build a new house, Bella and I spent the next two weeks searching for a rental house, only to find the ones that we were willing to live in were overpriced and in horrible neighborhoods. So, we settled on an apartment. It wasn't bad, just smaller than we were used to and not home.

"You okay, baby?" Bella asked.

Looking over my shoulder, finding her leaning against the entry to the kitchen, I scowled and nodded. "Yep, just injured my pinky toe and possibly my pride."

"Aw," she cooed, sliding between the boxes effortlessly and wrapping her arms around my waist. "Want me to kiss your pride and make it all better?"

I groaned, feeling her hands slip under my T-shirt. "I'd rather you kiss another part of my body," I moaned just seconds before the boys came out of the kitchen, "but that's not gonna happen."

Bella giggled and dropped her arms. "Maybe later."

"Are we ready?" Anthony huffed and moved over to the front door. "We're gonna be late."

"Just give me a minute to find my keys," I muttered, searching around the pile of boxes in front of me. Moving the top three, I found my keys and picked them up, swirling them on my finger. "Gotta get my shoes on and then we can go."

"Hurry!" he nearly yelled.

Giving him a look that said 'calm the fuck down' I walked down the short, like very short, hallway and into mine and Bella's bedroom. Though, to be honest, we barely had room for the full-size bed and dresser that filled the room, not to mention the dozen or so boxes piled up in one of the corners. Dropping to my knees, I fished my running shoes out from under the bed and quickly slipped them on.

I headed back into the living room, gesturing for a very annoyed Alex and Anthony to go out. Bella smiled at me, hating our situation as much as I did, but what choice did we have? We couldn't keep living with my parents. I loved them, but they were smothering us. No, Bella, Alex, Anthony, and I needed to be able to be a family in our own place. I just wished we could have found something that was bigger than a shoebox.

I followed the boys and Bella downstairs and out of the building to our parking space. Once we were all inside of the car, I headed toward the boys school, knowing that it would take us an extra ten minutes to get across town. Shifting my eyes over to Bella, I sighed and grabbed her hand, causing her to look over at me. She had her other hand resting on her belly, which was now obviously protruding. I loved how she cradled her belly, almost caressing our unborn twins.

"Do you think they'll let us peak between their legs this time?" I asked, thinking about Bella's last doctor's appointment. We'd hoped to be able to find out the sex of the babies, but they were stubborn and refused to move so that we could tell. Bella blamed me, while I insisted that it was all her.

"Probably not," she laughed, shaking her head.

"It's not fair that we can't come with you," Anthony muttered. "Those are our sisters."

"Or brothers," I amended for at least the eighteenth time. "One or both of them could be boys."

"You're wrong," Alex stated like it was fact. "The babies are girls. We keep telling you, but you refuse to believe us."

I sighed. We'd had this discussion at least ten times over the last three weeks. The boys were adamant that we were having two girls, even going as far as suggesting names for them. Of course, they wanted to name them Mary Jane and May. Their obsession with Spiderman had a lot to do with that and Bella and I both squashed them immediately. Of course, I wouldn't tell Bella this, but secretly, I hoped that the boys were right and we were having twin girls.

"It doesn't matter if their girls or boys; all that we care about is having two healthy babies," Bella said, turning and looking at the boys. "And you're going to school today, so stop trying to get out of it. I swear, going to the ballet is not the end of the world."

"Whatever," Alex snorted as I parked behind Angela. Anna climbed out of the backseat of Angela's car, looking right at Alex. Looking at him through the rearview mirror, I saw his cheeks turn red when he saw her. She was wearing a red, satin party dress. Alex cleared his throat and opened his door. "Maybe it won't be so bad."

Anthony climbed out after him, but based on the scowl on his face, he didn't agree with his brother. Alex walked straight up to Anna, and held out his hand. She smiled and placed hers in his, letting him walk her up to the door. Bella and I shared a look. Yeah, we were going to have to keep a closer eye on those two.

"I wish we could have gone with them," Bella said, wistfully. "I always loved going to the ballet."

"I'll tell you what," I replied, drawing her attention back to me. "How about if I take you?"

"Would you really?" she asked.

I scoffed. "Of course I would. I love you."

Bella smiled and blushed. "I love you, too. And I would love to go."

"Good, I'll see about getting us some tickets. Maybe to see the Nutcracker this Christmas."

"Oh, I haven't seen that since I was a little girl," Bella giggled. "Charlie took me when I was seven. He grumbled, much like Alex and Anthony, but he put on his best suit and bought me the prettiest dress. It was soft pink and it had a long, white satin ribbon. He curled my hair and allowed me to wear clear lip-gloss, which was a huge thing for me. When it was time to leave, he wrapped my hand around his arm and said, "I have the best looking girl on my arm tonight, honey." Bella brought her hand up to her mouth, taking a shaky breath. I could see the tears swimming in her larger, brown eyes. "We had the best time, Edward. It was magical."

"Sounds like it," I murmured, stroking her cheek with the tips of my fingers.

Blowing out a breath of air, Bella blinked several time and to keep her tears from falling. "We'd better go, or we're gonna be late."

"Okay, love," I said, kissing her fingers before placing her hand back on her stomach. "You tell our babies to be nice and let us see if they're boys or girls."

"Yeah, yeah; I'll try," Bella scoffed.


Half an hour later, I parked in the lot in front of Bella's doctor's office. Helping my wife out of the car, making sure to grab her ass as I nestled her against me, I led a huffing Bella inside and over to the elevator, where she preceded to glare at me and call me a tease. I smirked, knowing that I was a tease, but it was fair because she spent more time taunting me with her body than should be legal. Especially now that she was really starting to show; I couldn't seem to keep my hands off of her.

"Later, when we're at home, I'm gonna make you pay for copping a feel," Bella purred, pressing her back against the front of my body.

"Don't make promises you can't keep, baby," I murmured, lowering my lips to the outside of her ear. Bella shivered against me. Turning to face me, Bella pressed her palm against my chest and looked up at me from under her lashes. I felt my body quiver and I almost came undone right then and there. She had no clue just how alluring she really was.

"Oh, I always keep my promises," she whispered, seductively. "Always."

I moaned as the doors to the elevator slide open and Bella pulled away from me, laughing under her breath. Resisting the urge to adjust myself, I followed her. Bella checked in with the receptionist before sitting down next to me on one of the many sofas. Placing one hand on her tummy, she laid the other on my knee.

We didn't have to wait more than about five minute before Cora pushed open the door and called out Bella's name. I stood up and offered my wife a hand, which she took gingerly.

"How's everything going?" Cora asked, motioning for Bella to step onto the scale.

Kicking her shoes off, Bella sighed and did as she was asked. I bit back my laughter, knowing how much she hated this part of her visits. "Oh, you know, it's going," Bella replied. "How much did I gain?"

"Four pounds," Cora told her, quickly adding, "But as I've said before: you're going to need to gain more weight with twins than you did with one, and you were already very skinny, Bella. You've only gained twelve pounds in total, so don't fret over it."

"Yeah, yeah; I know," Bella grumbled, "but I don't have to like it."

Cora gestured for Bella to head into the restroom and leave a urine sample, a standard procedure that had Bella blushing every time. I waited outside of the door, and when Bella came out, she reached up and dragged her wet hand across my face, laughing as she said, "Good thing I wash my hands after I pee, isn't it?"

"Ugh, you'd better have," I laughed, swatting her ass as I nudged her toward her usual exam room. Bella laughed and settled on the examination table. Cora came in a couple minutes later and took her temperature and blood pressure, lifting an eyebrow at the reading. However, before I could ask her what it was, Cora said Tia would be right in and closed the door behind her. I turned to Bella, lifting an eyebrow. "Was it just me or did she seem a little concerned about your blood pressure?"

"It wasn't just you," Bella murmured. However, before Bella could say anything else, the door to her room opened and Tia came in.

"Hello," she greeted us, but there was something off. I wasn't sure what, but suddenly, I was very nervous. Placing Bella's chart on the counter, Tia smiled. "So, how's it going?"

"Great," Bella said, smiling. "We just moved into a new apartment."

"And you were good and didn't lift a pretty little finger, yes?" Tia waited expectantly for Bella's reply.

"She tried to help," I told her before Bella could reply, "but I wouldn't let her. Instead, she stood in the middle of the room and directed where she wanted everything."

"Good," Tia chirped, moving over to Bella and pulling out her stethoscope. "I'm just gonna take a quick listen."

"Okay," Bella whispered.

Tia listened to Bella's heart and lungs, asking her to take several deeps breaths. Though, this was her fourth appointment with Tia since finding out that she was pregnant, I still felt awkward being in here with her. Sarah had never been comfortable with me being at her appointments, and even after the doctor found the heart defect, Sarah tried to stay positive, stating over and over that everything was going to be okay. I so badly wanted to believe her, but by the end, she was so weak, so vulnerable.

"Go ahead and lay back," Tia said, placing her hand on Bella's back and helping her back onto the table.

I was at Bella's side in a heartbeat, grabbing her hand. Tia smiled, but didn't say anything as she pulled Bella's shirt up, displaying her protruding belly. While Tia felt around on Bella's stomach, checking the placements of the babies, I kept my eyes on my wife's. Tia pulled out a measuring tape and measured the size of Bella's belly, causing my wife to groan.

"How big?" Bella asked.

"About twenty-two inches," Tia chirped. "Perfect for twenty weeks."

"Then why do you look nervous?" Bella inquired.

Tia pursed her lips together as she tossed the measuring tape onto the counter. "Your blood pressure is high."

"How high?" I asked.

"155 over 96," Tia replied. I didn't know much about blood pressure, but I knew that was too high. "Now, before you freak out, that doesn't mean there's something wrong. You're carrying twins, and with the strain of a double pregnancy, the move, the fire, and everything, it's not unexpected, but I'd like to redo your pressure before you leave and see if it comes down. If it doesn't, then we're gonna have to talk about what to do."

"Like what?" Bella sat up, placing her hand on her belly.

"Like bed rest for a few days and constant monitoring," Tia explained. Sighing, Tia placed her hand on her hip. "Look, let's just see what the new reading is and then we will decide on what to do, okay?"

"Okay," Bella replied, tightening her grip on my hand.

"Good, now, let's take a look at your babies." Tia smiled as she pulled the ultrasound machine over to Bella. I moved over and flipped off the lights, earning me a nod from Tia. She turned on the machine while Bella lay back on the table. Tia squirted some gel on Bella's stomach, who giggled from the cold. You'd think she'd be used to it by now, but every time she felt it. After a few moments of moving the wand around on Bella's stomach, Tia shifted her eyes over to us. "Still want to know the sex of the babies?"

"Yes," we nearly yelled together.

Tia laughed. "Okay, okay." She turned the monitors toward us and said, "Say hello to your . . . daughters."

Bella gasped, bringing her free hand up to her lips as her eyes filled up with tears. "Girls? We're having girls?"

"Yes, you're having two healthy-looking little girls," Tia confirmed, printing us off a dozen pictures. "Okay, I'm gonna give you two a few minutes to absorb this and then I am going to check your blood pressure again."

"Alright," I said, quietly.

Tia turned on the lights on the way out of the room and I cleaned Bella's belly off, helping her sit up again. Slipping onto the table behind her, I wrapped my arm around her waist and leaned my chin on her shoulder so that I could see the photos in her hand.

"You know, the boys are never going to allow us to live this down," I mused, laughing softly. "It's bad enough they knew we were having twins, now they were right about the babies being girls."

Bella smiled. "Do you think Sarah and Brody told them?"

Pressing my lips against her shoulder, I whispered, "I'm sure of it. They seem to be one step ahead of us at all times."

"They really do," Bella murmured.

A few minutes later, Tia came in and rechecked Bella's blood pressure. It'd gone done to 142 over 84, but Tia still wasn't happy with it. She gave me a prescription for a digital blood pressure meter and ordered me to check her every morning and every night, and any other time that I felt she needed to be checked. As if that wasn't enough, she instructed Bella to bed rest if her blood pressure went any higher. Bella scowled, but didn't say anything.

"I know it's not fun, Bella, but your daughters need you to take care of them," Tia said, handing me her instructions.

"Yeah, I know," Bella mumbled, placing her hand on her tummy.

I set up Bella's next appointment before we headed back down to the car. Stopping at the pharmacy to pick up the blood pressure meter first, Bella and I picked up some lunch and then headed home. Though, she didn't say much, I could tell that Bella was just as worried as I was. Together, we headed up to our apartment and settled in the living room with our burgers and fries.

"Do you think the babies are going to be okay?" Bella asked, a tremor lacing each word. Shifting her eyes up to mine, I saw the tears swimming in them.

"Oh, honey, the girls," I smiled, "are going to be perfect."

"I still can't believe that we're going to have girls," she giggled, ignoring the tear that slipped down her face.

"Me either," I murmured, wiping it off her cheek. "I love you, Bella."

Bella leaned forward and kissed me softly. "I love you, too."