Hi, so I'm Kay and this is the 2011 version of MOBS. It's about two years since I started writing the first version and this, the second version is the same story, only a whole lot better. I've not only changed grammar, but made it better in every kind of way. Remember, I was 13 when I started writing that first chapter you read. Now I'm 16-to-be.

Disclaimer: I still don't own Twilight or the characters – the genius Stephenie Meyer still does.


Edward had taken it really well. Surprisingly well, actually. His exact words had been 'Oh my God, Bella… That's truly wonderful!' And then he had hugged and kissed her with the biggest smile she had ever seen on his face.

He is actually almost more excited about this than Bella. Almost.

The first thing she had done after peeing on that stick and seeing the green smiley face in the little window, was to start the computer to look for baby clothes on the Internet. She knew it was silly, but right then, she really didn't care.

She had called Edward right away – well, after ordering those gorgeous tiny socks in as many patterns as possible – and told him that he had to come right away; it was an emergency going on. A good one – which she accidentally forgot to tell him.

Edward was so turned up of concerns that he didn't even knock on the door when he showed up, only minutes after the phone call.

"Relax", Bella had said to make him calm down, but of course without much success.

"What is it? You told me it was an emergency. Is everything okay?"

"Yes, everything's okay. It's more than okay, it's actually kind of pretty damn wonderful." Edward chuckled – probably a mixture of the choice of words Bella made, and of all the feelings that must have been going on in him, relief, curiosity and impatience – and he just stood there with big dark goldenrod eyes, waiting for an answer to the first of his question. The one she still hadn't answered. The one going 'what is it?'

"Bella, please. Tell me!" He had put his both ice cold hands on her cheeks as he had gotten impatient.

"OK, OK. Come here."

She remembers how she had broken out of his tight grip around her face, and how she took his hand and led him to the couch and sat him down, while she had been sitting down on the coffee table in front of him.

She had taken a deep breath and prepared herself for any kinds of reactions. "I'm having your baby, Edward Cullen."

It had felt good to let it out, but she also had felt a bit concerned to how he would react.

And then they had finally been said. – The words that had made her so relieved and happy; "Oh my god, Bella… That's truly wonderful!"

They had spent about 10 minutes just kissing and hugging each other – and crying a little – when Edward finally opened his mouth. "Here I was, thinking something had happened to you! And it turns out the so called 'emergency' is this beautiful, wonderful, amazing thing."

She had smiled and put her hand on her belly. "It is. But the part about the 'nothing has happened to me' isn't really true, though."

He had laughed and put his hand at hers. "No, I guess isn't", he breathed, sounding relieved. "But I thought it was something… bad. This is… good, Bella. Heck, that's an understatement! It's pretty damn wonderful, is what it is!" he quoted her. And then his smooth icy lips touched hers in the most passionate kiss ever.