Honey, I'm Home!
Gathering my wits, I yelled, "No! No, no, no, no, nooooo…" That got their damn attention.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Edward asked, looking extremely panicked.
"I'm not going anywhere... Ahhh…" I panted, trying to breathe through the pain. "Holy shit that smarts!" Closing my eyes, I tried desperately to regain my composure.
"Iz," Edward pleaded. "We need to get you to the hospital, Love."
"No, Edward," I whined as big fat tears rained down my cheeks, "not until I marry you."
Scared shitless, Edward regarded Rev. Webber with pleading eyes. Quickly getting the hint, he asked, "Edward, do you take Isabella?"
"And Isabella do you..."
"Yes, damn it yes, now get on with it," I growled through gritted teeth.
Grinning widely, Reverend Webber declared, "By the power vested in me by the state of Washington, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Edward, you may now salute your bride."
The room erupted in hoots and hollers as Edward's lips moved sensually against mine. Leaning his forehead against mine, Edward gave me his famous panty-dropping smirk. "Now let's go have some babies, Mrs. Cullen."
"Mrs. Edward Anthony Masen Cullen... I like the sound of that." I grinned, until a strong contraction came and took my breath away. "Okay, Mr. Cullen," I panted breathlessly. "Let's go meet your daughters." That's the last thing I remember before being swept up in my husband's arms and whisked away to the hospital.