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A/N: Thank you for reading & reviewing! Especially to those of you who came back after reading Bella's POV. I can't thank you enough. Here it is, Edward's epilogue. Hope you guys remember the details of Bella's...
"Bell Bell! I'm home!"
"In the kitchen Edward!"
I grinned as I walked toward the kitchen, the heavenly smells of Bella's lasagna filling the air and making my stomach rumble. I had put in a long day at the hospital, since it was the end of flu season, there were plenty of kids for me to see. I loved my job as a pediatrician here in Seattle, and our house wasn't far from the hospital, and had an amazing view of downtown Seattle.
"How are my babies doing?" I asked, walking into the kitchen, wrapping my arms around her waist.
"Why don't you ask?"
I kissed Bella's temple before I let go of her waist and went around her side, grinning as I bent down.
My eyes widened in shock. When I glanced up at Bella, she was nothing but smiles, and her eyes were glassy.
"Dada! Dada! Dada!"
I couldn't help but smile as I turned back to look at our son. Little Anthony Charles Masen…we called him Tony for short. He had marinara sauce all over his face and there were little cut up pieces of spaghetti all over his little tray in front of his high chair. He held his little messy hands up for me, opening and closing his fists. I didn't hesitate to scoop him up.
"Edward! Your clothes!" Bella cried.
"It's fine," I smiled as I picked Tony up and kissed his messy face.
"Dada! Dada!" Tony squealed, his tiny hands grabbing my face. I might've been grossed out before, having pasta and marinara sauce being spread all over my cheeks, but right now I couldn't have cared less. Our son's first word was "Dada", and it made my heart soar. It was one of the most precious moments of my life. One of the others had been the day the little guy was born.
Bella and I drove to Forks for Christmas. I wasn't sure if we should because she was ready to pop, but she insisted and wanted to see all of our friends and family. As soon as she stepped out of the car and took one step towards our childhood homes, her water broke. Carlisle was working when we came in and I felt relieved to see his face. Bella's doctor, and my co-worker, Dr. Montgomery, got flown in via helicopter per Carlisle's request. Bella asked Alice to be in the room with us. The most emotional part of the entire process was when Dr. Montgomery asked me if I wanted to deliver Tony. Being the first one to hold him as he came screaming into the world was amazing. December 22nd became one of the most important dates in my life.
"Dada!" Tony squealed again.
I kissed his face before leaning back as Bella thrust a towel between the two of us and began wiping our faces.
"When did this happen?" I asked, as Bella wiped my cheek.
"Right before lunch, after you called. He saw your picture on the phone and he just said it," Bella smiled, "I think I reacted so happily, he knew it was something good. He kept saying it all through lunch and after he woke up from his nap."
Bella wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her head on my shoulder. Tony giggled.
"Dada!" He said, holding his arms out to Bella. I couldn't help but laugh.
"I guess we'll have to work on 'Mama' next."
Bella insisted on giving Tony a bath, but I refused, wanting to spend time with my little man. Once he was all clean and dressed in a little Superman onesie from Emmett, Bella and I put him down to sleep for the night. Our little man was around 15 months old now. He was walking, and now apparently talking.
Our routine was comfortable. I went to the hospital during the day, Bella worked and wrote songs from home, watching Tony, and when I came home, it was my Tony time, playing with him, bathing him, and putting him to sleep with Bella before she and I ate dinner. We had certainly come a long way since high school and climbing in each other's bedroom windows.
After we ate and indulged in some much needed alone time, Bella and I lounged on the chaise in our bedroom near the windows that overlooked Seattle. She lay with her back against my chest and my arms were wrapped around her stomach, drawing small circles. Since having Tony, Bella and I had very few moments alone, but we made the most of them. We had to keep the baby monitor on, even when we were having our alone time, but Tony proved to be a very calm baby, and he slept through the night now.
A blanket covered our naked waists and Bella rested with her hands on top of mine. Bella sighed and tilted her head back to look up at me.
"What are you thinking about?" She whispered.
I bent my head down and kissed her neck, "Just thinking about how far we've come since high school."
"Mmmm…" Bella hummed.
"What are you thinking about?"
Bella sat up and turned around to face me, sitting on her knees. I loved that over the years, she lost that shyness she seemed to have about being naked in front of me. My body might not be that of a hornball teenager anymore, and my recovery time is nowhere near the same, but I could feel my dick stirring at the sight of Bella sitting in front of me. She must've known what tangent my mind went off on because she rolled her eyes and picked up my hands, placing them back on her stomach.
"What do you think about giving Tony a little brother or sister?"
Bella said it quickly, and immediately bit her lip.
I sat up further, pulling her closer.
"Bella…are you…" I asked softly. I couldn't deny that I was surprised, but also incredibly excited. We had agreed to have more than one child, but there was no time frame for that. I left it up to whenever Bella thought her body would be ready and our lives were settled.
"Not yet," she whispered, "But I was thinking, maybe we could try next year? After Tony turns two. I don't want a big age difference between the kids."
"Whenever you're ready baby," I whispered.
"After the New Year," Bella said softly, lifting her hands to caress my cheeks.
"Okay," I said before kissing her palm, "After the New Year."
"Doesn't mean we can't practice until then."
"Bell Bell, you can't stay away…" I smirked.
"And aren't you lucky Tony."
"Luckiest man alive," I whispered as I pulled her into my lap.
Soon I was lost in the haze that seemed to surround us and make us forget about the rest of the world for a little bit. We rocked together slowly, with breathy moans and soft whispers of our love for one another.
"I love you Edward…I love you…" Bella murmured.
"I love you Bella…always…"
Well? Yes? No? I hope you all enjoyed some insight into what happened after Bella's POV. I am declaring this story complete. Thank you to all of you that returned after reading Bella's POV, and thank you to all of you that joined in when I started writing Edward's.
So one last time, let me know what you guys think, good or bad, pretty please? Thank you once again. If you want to check out my other stories, "Love Story" and "Whatever It Takes", please do. "LS" is complete and involves Aritistward? Painterward? Anyway, Edward is a painter. "WIT" involves Baseballward and Edward is a professional baseball player with a whole slew of issues. Anyway, thanks again for reading. :-D