Dedication: To Cella... I hope you're happy. I finished another one for you. I DO IT ALL FOR YOU.
"You guys got everything you need?"
Edward looked around his table expectantly as four miniature faces nodded, happily plowing into kids meals from the holiest of all treats - McDonald's. His eyes did a final sweep, checking to make sure there was nothing lying around that was going to kill his eight year old son, Alice, Alice's four year old sister, Cynthia, and his three year old daughter, Kaylee.
"They're fine," Bella said against his ear, slipping her hand into his and tugging lightly.
"Jasper, hold down the fort, okay?" Edward called, taking a step down the hallway with his wife.
His son gave him the thumbs up. "You got it, Pops," he said around a mouthful of McNugget.
Rolling his eyes slightly, Edward let Bella drag him a ways away, into the hallway bathroom. She tugged him inside, her hands automatically going to the front of his shirt where she grabbed the fabric in her fists. Tilting his head down to capture her lips, Edward closed the door to the bathroom with his foot and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"God it's a good thing it takes them forever to eat McDonalds," Bella whispered, moaning lowly as he kissed her neck.
"Yeah, how is that, by the way?" Edward asked, raising his head. " I mean, have you seen the size of those little burgers? I could finish them off in two bites and yet it takes them fifteen minutes to -"
"Cullen!" Bella snapped, cutting into his musing. Her hands were at the button of his pants. "Less talking, more doing."
He grinned at her, letting his hands drift down to cup her ass, pulling her roughly against him. "Your wish, my command," he rumbled against her lips before he kissed her hard, finally catching up to her sense of urgency.
For a quick minute there was no sound but the rustle of clothing being pushed down or pulled up. Like any couple with two young children, they found time for intimacy when and where they could. A quickie in the bathroom, while their children oh so slowly devoured every single fry in their treat was one of their favorites.
When both their pants were pooled around their ankles, Edward pushed her lightly backward so her ass was resting against the counter top. Leaning over her, propped up with one hand on the counter, Edward took her earlobe in between his teeth, letting his free hand drift down to cup her sex.
"I love you," he moaned against her ear as her hands circled his length, stroking him.
She grinned at him. "I know."
Knowing they had limited time, he entered her quickly, and thrust into her at a rushed pace. The disadvantage of this position was that they needed their hands for leverage, both of them bracing against the hard counter. But her body pressed so tight against his and her lips moving with his mouth more than made up for it.
"Never," he panted, his mouth open and on hers, occasionally stealing kisses. "I'll never get enough of you."
"Edward," she whimpered, her body arching up to meet his.
When he came, she kissed him hard, muffling the sounds of his moans.
No sooner had his body stopped jerking against hers than they heard the inevitable whine from the direction of the kitchen table. "Daddddddyyyy!"
Leaning his forehead against Bella's, Edward laughed. He kissed her sweetly. "Get you later?"
Pushing down her shirt, Bella kissed the side of his mouth. "If you don't, I'll mount you in your sleep."
"Oooh, the way you talk," he growled, pushing her up against the counter again for a more thorough kiss.
Edward pulled away from his wife reluctantly. "Coming, Kaylee!"
Bella snickered. "Literally."
"Nice. You kiss your kids with that mouth?" he teased.
"You better get out of here before they all come looking for us," she admonished, dodging another of his kisses in favor of cleaning up.
Grudgingly, Edward pulled his pants up. He made it out the bathroom door just as Kaylee was beginning to march - if by march one meant toddle - down it, her pretty face set in a deep scowl.
Edward picked up his three year old daughter, kissing her cheek as he did. Kaylee Jade, so named for two of Edward and Bella's favorite fictional characters, had her mother's hair and his green eyes.
Right now, her green eyes were disgruntled. "Daddy, Jaspa left us," she complained.
Walking back into the kitchen, Edward noticed the table was now lacking both of the eight year olds. Cynthia was still seated, playing with the toy as she took bite after slow bite of a single fry.
"Jasper!" Edward called out.
"What?" his son answered from the direction of the rec room.
"Would it kill you two to let your sisters watch TV with you?"
There was a pause. "What if it did kill me? What then?"
"Jasper," he said warningly.
There was a grumble and Jasper came out of the rec room. With a sigh, he lifted his arms up, letting Kaylee climb down into them. "Ooof," he complained. He made a face at his sister. "You're heavy."
She scrunched up her nose at him. "Na-uh!"
He rolled his eyes. "Come on, squirt," he said, beckoning at Cynthia. Grinning, the little girl hopped off her seat and skipped after them.
~8 Years Later~
Edward was slightly worried that he couldn't find his wife in the chaos that was their house.
"I'm in here," she called from the living room.
He found her seated on the couch, helping Kaylee strap what looked like a sword as tall as she was to her back. "Um, why are there so many girls in our house and why are we arming our child?"
She gave him a look. "Kaylee and her friends are going trick-or-treating and because she's going trick-or-treating."
"What are you supposed to be, Princess?" Edward asked, hugging his daughter carefully so as not to dislodge."
"It's from my game!" she said excitedly, bouncing a little.
He laughed and looked at his wife over their daughter's head. "How much do we rock for raising a gamer?"
"You're proud of the strangest things," she said fondly. "Jasper and Alice need a ride to the party they're going to." She winked at him. "And when you come back, we'll have the house to ourselves."
"On it," Edward said, dragging his car keys out again. He leaned down and kissed Kaylee's cheek, and then gave her mother a much more thorough kiss.
"Ugh. Could you guys not?" Kaylee complained, shaking her head as she ran off to join her friends in the kitchen.
"I'm going to go take a shower before the doorbell starts ringing," Bella said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Hurry up so you can come back."
He hugged her tightly for a moment, kissing her once more before he went in search of his son and his son's best friend.
"Jasper! Alice! If you guys don't want to walk I suggest you - Whoa!"
Edward stopped short when he came face to face with Alice.
Her eyes were two colors - one black, one yellow.
He swallowed hard.
Her eyebrows furrowed. "Mr. C... you look like you've seen a ghost..."
"It's just, uh..." He had to laugh at himself.
Even all these years later, part of him was still scared it could all be taken away from him.
"It's your eyes," he finally said. "They just threw me for a minute."
She grinned. "I know, right? They're so freaky." She laughed and did a little pirouette. "What do you think?"
He took a moment to look over the rest of her costume, and for that matter, the rest of her make up. She was painted a lot more pale than usual, with black lipstick and dark eyeshadow. Her dress was rather Gothic looking. "Uh..." Saying the right thing to teenage girls was still not his forte.
Alice shook her head. "I'm a vampire!" she explained, baring her teeth which were, indeed, fanged.
Edward chuckled. "Very nice."
"Ali always puts together a good costume."
They both turned to find Jasper stomping down the steps. Edward covered his mouth to keep from laughing out loud.
Finally owning up to his middle name, Jasper was dressed in full costume as Captain Malcolm Reynolds. The only thing out of place were the glasses that rested on Jasper's nose.
Like father, like son.
If Alice thought Edward missed it when her breath caught and she bit her lip, she was greatly mistaken.
But the girl recovered quickly, grabbing Jasper's arm and tugging him the rest of the way down the stairs. "Come on, Captain Tight Pants."
Edward sent up a brief prayer that the endless, open conversations he'd had with his son meant that he didn't have to worry about becoming a grandfather just yet.
When Alice and Jasper were delivered safely to their party, Edward drove home.
He found his wife napping on the sofa and took a moment to admire the view before he woke her.
Even after all this time, it still frightened him - how easily he could have missed her, could have missed all of this.
But there she was, still beautiful. His eyes landed on her shirt and he chuckled. Look at me, still talking when there's science to do. She was still a geek. Through thick and thin, good and bad, they'd walked through their life together.
Going to her side, he knelt in front of the couch. He pressed a kiss to her tummy, his hands going to the front of her jeans.
"Hmmm," she hummed, her hands going to his hair as she woke. "Edward... it's Halloween. The doorbell is going to ring."
He slid the zipper of her jeans down. "Bet you I can get you off before the first trick-or-treater gets here."
"Bet you can't," she said, but she was laughing.
He grinned wickedly at her. She was probably right...but that wasn't going to stop him from trying.
~8 Years Later~
"You weren't surprised," Jasper accused.
Edward cocked an eyebrow at his son. "Of course I wasn't surprised."
"Everyone else was surprised. Dad, when your kid comes and tells you he's getting married, there's supposed to be shock."
"Well, I don't know what to tell you," Edward said, chuckling. "Alice told me you were getting married when you were four years old. I've known this was coming for 20 years. Kind of takes the surprise out of it."
Shocked, Jasper laughed incredulously. "You believed a four year old?"
Edward rubbed the back of his neck. "Believe me... she made a persuasive argument."
A/N: This fic was made possible by CellaCullen, of course, jfka06, barburella, the lovely, amazing jadedandboring and the help of viewers like you. Seriously. Thank you for all the love you all have poured into this fic. I've really loved writing it, and I will miss my geeks.
What's coming up next?
Well, I'm going to be starting a fic called Tomorrow is Another Day. It's post Civil War era, E/B.
I currently have three other WIP's, two of which are E/B, one of which is Jasper/ Riley.