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Old Times

Edward walked in with Renee trailing behind him. He looked just as confused as me. Being the care giver that she is, Esme offered every one in the house some hot chocolate. The snow was now coming down heavily. Edward sat in the chair next to mine while Renee and Gran sat on the other side of us.

"What are you doing here?"

"What'd you think? I missed the wedding of my Grandchild you'd think I'd miss the birth of my great grandchild."

"I'm not giving birth yet, Gran. Where's Pop?"

"That old goat is out there watching a foot ball game, the moment we walked through the door he was hooked on the flat screen." She laughed. "So how has my granddaughter been, young man?"

"Very good ma'am," Edward answered smiling.

"It seems to be. You've knocked her up right after honeymoon."

"Gran," I groaned in embarrassment, feeling the heat rush to my face.

"I just couldn't keep my hands off of her, I suppose." Edward said with a smirk. With that remark, He reached for my hand. Mortified, I declined his gesture and pressed my palm to my face. What did he think he was doing? There was a reason I didn't speak much about my grandmother she was like Renee on steroids.

"I…I like him," a smile slowly crept onto her face. "I think he's a keeper."

"Of course he's a keeper… they're married," Pop shouted from the other room.

I was glad to have Pop in the other room defending me and being sensible.

"So, Gran, what have you and Pop been up to lately?" I folded my arms unnervingly.

"Not as much as you've been up to, I'm guessing" Gran eyeballed Edward and me flagrantly.

Noticing her subtle attack on me, Edward intervened, "What do you mean by that?"

Gran grinned. "I was young once," was all she said. Edward of course understood what she meant but kept looking confused for my sake.

I drew in a long breath. "Grandma, please not at the table."

"I'm sorry you weren't at the wedding," I apologized. "It wasn't that big of a deal anyway; just a union of two people who vow to love each other for the rest of their lives…" I trailed off as I mentally kicked myself for my mindless jabbering.

"Yeah, that's totally not a big deal at all," Edward sarcastically added with a more prominent smirk than before.

"I'm sorry Gran," I apologized once again and gave Edward a murderous stare, daring him to make this worse. He was now skating on thin ice.

"Its fine, Sweetheart," Gran sighed. "The miracle of birth is a lot more important to me than a big over-priced party." Now the sensible Gran was starting to make an appearance.

"Hmph, you made a pretty big fuss over our 'big over-priced party' from what I recall," Pop nonchalantly added as he walked in looking for a seat, "…Commercial break."

Edward nodded understanding; he too was keeping tabs on the game and a million other things in that mind of his.

I stood to hug Pop. Wrapped in his arms I felt like a little girl again.

"My how you've grown, Isabella. I can't exactly pace you on my knee anymore." He and I laughed.

"Stop," I said laughing and recalling the many memories we'd had together. He used to ride me around on his back every Christmas when I was little. Needless to say Pop was my favorite grandparent. I took my seat next to Edward again and Pop stood behind Gran extending a hand to Edward.

"Nice to meet you, son" he said shaking Edward's hand.

"Nice to meet you too, sir."

"Call me Jack. Sir is my father."

He and Edward exchanged approving looks with one another.

"So when's the baby due exactly?" Gran asked.

"We're not really sure …" I admitted with slight humor in my voice.

"What do you mean?" Gran exclaimed, "You have absolutely no idea?"

"Whoa, don't get your granny panties in a bunch, Marie," Pop laughed. "You can't rush the development of a human being; the baby will be born when it's ready!"

Gran rolled her eyes. "Well, I remember how much control I had over that. Three weeks over due with your mother. For the life of me it was hell."

I looked at Edward wondering if we should tell them we're having twins. This time I allowed him to take my hand. "Gran, Pop, we're having twins that's why we don't know when they are due."

"Twins," Gran said, and then broke into Gaelic. I only understood a little and it wasn't table friendly.

"You'll have to excuse my wife. I'm happy for you, Isabella."

"Thank you, Pop."

"Dinner time guys," Esme called from the dinning room the door bell ringing simultaneously.

"I'll get it, mom," Alice called to Esme. "Charlie, come in. We're just about to eat dinner."

I heard her say as we walked to the dinning room. The table wasn't able to accommodate all of us, so just Edward, his family, my family sat down and the pack stood as Carlisle said grace and carved the Turkey. With no surprise the pack had their dinner in front of the TV. Emmett however wanted to watch the game as well. Esme let him go seeing as he wouldn't shut up about it. Dinner went without a hitch Edward's family were excellent actors as the food on their plates disappeared convincingly.

As the evening began to wind down the pack began to leave and Jake gave me a big sloppy kiss on the cheek.

"Eww, gross," I said.

"I know. Don't you love mistletoes," he laughed.

"Get out, Jake. I'll see you at the baby shower."

"Sure will, Bells."

Edward and I relaxed on the couch as my parents and grandparents were in the kitchen talking with Carlisle and Esme. His hands ran through my hair soothingly. I closed my eyes. He placed his cool lips against mine. I smiled.

"How about I play something on the piano," he said lifting my head from his lap and replacing it with a pillow.

At first it was Christmas songs then the notes morphed into something jazzy. "Star's shining bright above you, night breezes seems to whisper I love you. Birds signing in the sycamore tree dream a little dream of me." Pop began singing. "You're too young to know that song."

I was but Edward wasn't. "Who's it by?" I asked.

"Sissel Kyrkjebo," Pop and Edward both answered.

Gran followed in behind him he took her hands and began dancing with her. It was such an amazing thing to see after all these years that they still loved each other. Esme and Carlisle came out next and began waltzing around the room themselves. Charlie and Renee, after Gran and Pop's goading, began dancing much to Charlie's dismay. When Edward stopped playing no one seemed to notice. They all had their own individual bubbles. He came over to me and whispered in my ear, "Let's give them a little privacy, love." He took me by the hand leading me up stairs.

I fell back against the bed exhausted.

Edward chuckled.

"You are in so much trouble…"

"What did I do? This was all Alice."

"I just couldn't keep my hands off of her, I suppose," I said doing my best imitation of Edward as he climbed in to bed next to me.

"I wasn't lying," he said kissing my neck in a way that should be illegal.

"Mmm…No stop it, Edward." I pulled away from him. "You knew I was embarrassed down there and you just egged her on. My Grandmother is less than modest about sex for her age."

"I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?" His topaz eyes smoldered while he tried to withhold a smile.

"You're cheating."


"You're dazzling me."

"Am I?" His eyes got impossibly larger and rounder as his sweet breath washed over my face. He leaned down to place a kiss on my cheek, then my nose.

"Yes, you are," I laughed but it dissolved away as Edward and I shared a sweet kiss.

"This has been the best Christmas ever," I said.

"Despite the embarrassing comments?"

"Despite those and including the morning sex."

"You would remember the morning sex."

"Did you forget?"

"No, I was thinking about it all day."

"So you like my grandparents?"

"Yes, I do."

I yawned. "Good because I can't return them."

"You should take a nap you've had a long day," Edward suggested. "When you wake up you'll be opening presents."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that," I said, closing my eyes and drifting asleep.

"Finally, you're awake," Alice chirped and dragged me over to the couch in my haze. I whimpered losing the feeling of Edward's hand on my back. I was placed on the couch and then given some thing in my hands it was warm.

"It's hot chocolate," Edward whispered in my ear. I leaned back into his chest sipping at the delicious drink, awaiting the horrors that were my Christmas presents.

I received a picture from Esme. It was a black and white photo. Edward and I were looking into each other's eyes tenderness encompassed that one look. I didn't know when she'd taken this but I couldn't care less. It was beautiful. I told myself to thank her later.

Alice then presented me with an array of clothes.

"I thought you were done shopping. Remember?"

"Yeah but I just couldn't help it. Just look at them," she urged.

I opened the first bag and pulled out a box full of footie pajamas for the twins. I opened the second box and pulled out a...yoga mat.

"Alice, why the yoga mat?"

"Oh you'll see," was all she gave me. "There are matching yoga clothes in there, too. "

I sighed, asking to have the next few gifts from the family all of which I was very grateful of. Edward pulled a light blue box out of his pocket.

I opened it and inside was a key lined with diamonds.

"Why'd you give me a key?"

He smiled. "It's a surprise."

Suddenly I was blindfolded and scooped up in Edward's arms.

"Where are we going? You know I hate surprises."

I could tell we were outside; the wind was whipping through my hair and I was cold. Edward set me down. I felt the smooth textured rock path under my feet. Although we were deep in the woods the smell of roses and honeysuckle captured my attention.

Edward was standing behind me his hands removing the blind fold. As I stared into the darkness, there nested into a small clearing in the forest, was a tiny cottage, softly lit by the moon.

The house seemed as if belonged there, it stood absolutely. Honeysuckle climbed up one wall like a lattice, winding all the way up and over the thick wooden shingles. Late summer roses bloomed in window boxes under the dark, deep set windows. The stone path shone amethyst in the moon light leading up to the quaint arched wooden door.

"What do you think?" Edward asked his voice soft but I heard the anxiety in his voice. Everything seemed so fitting like the house has arisen from a story book.

I began to speak but no words came out.

"Esme thought we might want a place of our own but she didn't want us too far away," he murmured. "And she loves an excuse to renovate. This little place has been crumbling away out here for at least a hundred years."

I continued staring, my vision was becoming blurred.

"Don't you like it? We could renovate some more it if the cottage is too small," Edward's anxiety seemed to creep out more and more. "It won't take long—"

I shut him up by kissing him fully on the lips. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you," I said, in between breaths. "This was more than anything I could have asked for."

"Really, you like it?"

"Yes, I love it!"

He held his hand out toward the doorknob, waiting for me to do the honors. I stuck the key in the lock and turned it. He suddenly ducked down and pulled me up into his arms.


"Thresholds are part of my job description," he said opening the door and stepping in to the little stone living room. "What are you thinking?"

"That Esme is an amazing artist. I can just imagine our children will be happy growing up in this home and we'll be happy raising them," I said, my voice beginning to crack.

The living room was truly something from a fairy tale. The floor was a woven pattern of smooth flat stones. The low ceiling had long exposed beams. The walls were warm wood in some places, stones mosaics in others.

Then we came to the kitchen. The kitchen was just as amazing as the rest of our little cottage. There was a bar with a stone counter and four bar stools. When we ventured further into the kitchen I saw the dark aged wooden cabinets, and matching stone counters. There was a wood framed window that opened up to a flower box.

I couldn't imagine a more perfect fairy tale than the one I was in.

"Love, why are you crying?"

"Everything is so amazing. Thank you."

I kissed Edward passionately with all the love in my body. Edward leaned into the kiss while setting me on the counter. It was perfect because I could feel all of him without my stomach getting in the way. I grabbed Edward's hair harder moaning into his mouth while he thrust his hips into mine. His lips found my neck making a breath taking sensation with his mouth. I almost came on the spot. I pulled away from Edward and threw his unnecessary belt off.

I grew even more frustrated when I discovered he was wearing boxers. "Fuck!" I yanked on the offending material surprising my self when I heard it rip.

Edward growled pulling my mouth back up to his grabbing my ass in the process and rocking his unclothed erection against my heated sex.

"You know I do love it when you're being utterly ruled by your emotions," he said, his voice dropping an octave lower as he pulled my sweater off.

"Stop wearing those damn b—"His perfect lips latched on to my nipple. "Uggg God!"

He was driving me insane. I yanked on his hair causing him to release another chilling growl. Once Edward's lips were released from my sensitive breast I attacked his mouth.

Edward and I christened the kitchen, the living room, and the hallway to our room. Somehow I ended up tangled in soft linen sheets. My arm flew out expecting to hit Edward but the sheets were empty.

I shifted so I was sitting up; I scanned the darkness for a light switch. When I failed at that I just got out of bed and padded into the hallway where I could hear the sound of pots and pans. Edward was standing over the stove shirtless and wearing a pair of low rise Levi's giving me a perfect view of his sculpted back and the dimples just above his butt.

"Enjoying the view," he said smiling until he saw that I was still naked. His eyes raked over me. His smile turned into a wicked smirk. Damn he was sexy.

He moved towards me at a human pace and wrapped his arms around me.

"You are a vision." Edward kissed my neck, raising goose bumps across my skin. I would usually follow up Edward's attempt to seduce me but I was focused on what smelled so good.

"What are you cooking it smells amazing in here?"

Edward chuckled. "Your grandmother's pot pie and a dessert I plan to lick off your body."

"Edward, you hate human food." The fact that his lust for my body had driven him to want to lick anything of me was amusing.

"Anything on you would be delicious." Edward said and started nipping the side of my neck and lapping his tongue over the bitten area.

My knees went weak. Edward's hand went between my legs, gently messaging me. Edward then slid his index finger into me.

"Ahhh." I rode his hand as he pumped into me. I whimpered when Edward pulled his hand out and licked my juices of his hand. An animalistic growl ripped through his chest. He carried me over to the couch and propped my legs over the arm of the couch. Edward slowly kissed a path up to my heated sex. I just wanted him.

His mouth finally made contact with my sex. I cried out as his tongue moved against my clit. His tongue lapped against my folds. I ground into him. One of the perks of having a vampire husband is he doesn't need to breathe. I pulled at my nipples while looking at Edward directly. He growled the vibration caused me to arch my back up because of the intense pleasure.

"Uggg, Edward, I'm going to come." This urged Edward to move his lips and tongue in a totally new way over my clit. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore he plunged two of his fingers into me. I convulsed against his mouth holding on to his hair.

Once my body stopped twitching he laid his body on top of mine. I snuggled in to his side on the large couch starting to fall asleep. My pregnant body was getting more lethargic these days. I groaned suddenly disliking this aspect of pregnancy.

"Bella, what's wrong?"

"I'm tired, hungry, and I want you."

Edward chuckled at me. "There are more important things right now, like your health." But the hardness he had in his pants said something else. "I know I shouldn't have attacked you like that but your scent beckons me more than ever now. Sorry for being such an…animal."

"Don't ever apologize for that. That was amazing. I wouldn't mind waking up to that every morning." I said running my fingers lazily across the band of his jeans. I yawned feeling a wave of fatigue hit me again.

His eyes darkened. "Bella," Edward sighed. "How about I take you dinner in bed and we watch a movie?" I knew what he was trying to do.

"Alright, Edward. "

I walked to our room and went to the closet to find some clothes. It took everything in me not to scream. So I calmly grabbed a pair of simple sweat pants and a t-shirt from Edward's corner of the closet and changed.

Edward was already settled in bed with the flat screen television on. I climbed in right next to him. After I ate it didn't take very long for me to fall asleep in my husband's arms.

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