Chapter 7 : Wasn't Expecting That

Chapter 7

BPOV

"Isabella Marie Cullen!" Edward boomed over the phone. I rolled my eyes. I knew it was only a matter of time. I looked down at my phone to see I had 30 missed calls. Hmm, that wasn't good.

"Yes?" I said in the sweetest voice I could muster. "Hey don't get sweet on me, love." Edward groaned and it took everything inside me not to burst out laughing.

"Okay, what's up?" I grinned.

"Care to explain why Alice called me frantic that she lost you in the mall and that was over 3 hours ago." He growled.

Oh yeah, Alice. I almost forgot about her. Almost. As soon as we got inside she started pulling me towards different stores and began throwing various articles of clothing at me. We scouted numerous stores for about 5 hours when lunch came, and even then she seemed reluctant to let me eat, claiming that we were just wasting time, since we weren't even halfway through.

She wondered why I was complaining, considering I sat down most of the time and nibbled on two or three cereal bars and pickles in our haste. I even had cool water that she supplied me. I didn't care. I was just hungry.

My feet were aching, as was my back, when I advised my plan into action. I told Alice to go ahead to the next store, while I used the bathroom. She looked at me wearily, but continued on as I waddled towards the bathroom. I really did need to pee. After finishing my business, I looked both ways before making a run for it, well….without stopping for an ice cream cone first, cause come on… I couldn't just pass that up. A girl's gotta eat, well at least a pregnant one does.

After doing one final swoop to make sure I was clear of Alice, I waddled my ass out of there as quick as I could move my aching feet. When I finally reached my car and got inside I nearly squealed in relief that I was home free. I knew Alice would be mad at me for bailing, but you know what? I didn't give a flying fu- floozy. Excuse me. I have to mind my language now, since the babies might hear me.

Anyway, it was less than a couple of minutes later when my phone began ringing. Crap. It was Alice sending me a text stating that she was on her way to get me. Panicking, I hurried and turned on the ignition, nearly hitting an old woman with a VS bag (Gross!), as I pulled out of the parking lot.

After quickly from under Alice's grasp, I spent the next couple of hours at Borders and then the gas station ,before deciding to go to the park, all while ignoring the constant blaring of my cell phone. It was such a beautiful day, and who was I not to sit out and enjoy it?

I had been out here for the past hour and a half nursing another ice cream cone; pecans and pralines (yum!), when Edward called.

"I ran away." I grinned, hearing him let out a soft sigh on the other end.

"Baby girl," Edward said in a serious tone, using the nicknamed he so deemed me during my college years, "we had no clue where you were. Why didn't you answer your phone?" he asked, when I heard a childish giggle.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"JJ." He answered. "Jake and Leah had to run a few errands today, so I agreed to watch him for the day. That's beside the point. Where are you and why didn't you answer your phone?" he asked again.

"I don't know really. I guess after the whole shopping fiasco, I just wanted to be alone." I answered honestly, hearing the soft sound of a car door and a giggle.

"Hey what's that noise?" I asked, hearing the soft hum of an engine, but he didn't reply.

"What fiasco?" he continued to ask.

"The one with Alice, I swear… if she pulled me towards one more store, I was going to lose it in the middle of the mall. My sanity was at stake and I knew I had to get out of there." I said.

"Baby I understand, but still tell someone where you're going. You almost sent me into cardiac arrest, when Alice called claiming she lost you. My father's the physician remember? Not me. I seriously hope you're trying to get rid of me that quickly." He joked.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you." I apologized. "I also might as well call Alice and apologize to her as well, but I think I'm going to sit out here awhile." I replied.

"Where's out here?" He asked again. Boy… wasn't he the little inquisitive person today.

"Oh, I'm in the city park. I just needed a bit of fresh air." I sighed, watching the other little kids meander throughout the park.

"Are you okay?" Edward asked, while I adjusted my sunglasses on my face from the sun's rays. "Yeah I'm fine. A little gassy, but that's normal?" I smiled as I heard his husky laugh.

"Okay, I'll see you soon. I love you." Edward said and I felt a smile stretch across my face.

"I love you too. Bye." I grinned, closing my phone. I sat there for a little bit longer at one of the picnic tables, when I heard a set of footsteps approach me from behind. Looking up, I saw a grinning Edward strolling towards my direction; JJ grasping one of his hands, while clutching a Chick-fil-A bag in another.

"What are you guys doing here?" I asked, pressing a kiss to Edward lips and then JJ's cheek.

"JJ was hungry and I knew you were here so…" He drawled off, settling beside me, while little man sat across from us. Edward then preceded to hand JJ a box of nuggets and waffle fries which he ravenously dug into. Poor thing, he must have been starving, but considering he was left with Edward, it was understandable.

Edward was a man of many talents, but let's just say that cooking was not one of them. The man couldn't even make Kool-Aid. It was either too watery or so sweet that you could basically feel the diabetes coursing through your veins. I'm surprised the man had even made it to 29 years without some type of health issue, considering he ate so much junk.

So it was no wonder why JJ was so hungry. He was such a cute little man. He was the perfect blend of both of his parents. With Leah's high cheek bones and nose, combined with Jake's friendly light brown eyes, he was going to break a few hearts when he got older.

Suddenly, I got the mental image of me chasing away all the little floozies who tried to get with my baby boy, but wait…. I didn't even know if I was even going to have a boy. I mean I honestly didn't care what we had as long as they were healthy, but heaven forbid it be all girls, or Edward was really going to have a coronary.

Edward was already protective of the women in his life, but imagine our daughters. I wouldn't be surprised if I had to bail Edward out of jail a couple of times, for scaring some poor boy to death. Wait…what was I doing, I was getting ahead of myself.

Edward must have said something; he was furiously waving his hands in front of my face. I swatted his hands, noticing a chicken nugget in one of them.

"What am I, a dog?" I asked looking at his amused expression.

"Nope. I just wanted to see if you were listening, but obviously not, since your stomach growled so loudly, that I even think you even scared a couple of squirrels away." He chuckled. I threw him a glare and softly punched him in the arm.

"Shut up…" I grumbled. Give me a chicken nugget." I growled, nipping at his fingertips with my teeth playfully. He just smiled.

"And a French fry too…."

…

"Nervous? " I asked Edward as we headed towards our next doctor's appointment.

"I'm fine," Edward sighed. "And I promise not to faint either."

"I know." I replied and Edward gave me a coy smile. Rubbing his hand up and down my thigh, I felt myself sink back against the seat in relaxation. As I looked out the window, I studied the blurs of green and brown, and had the overwhelming sense that everything was going to be just fine.

…..

"See nothing to worry about." I told my brother over the phone. I had just got back from the store and was telling Liam about how my doctor's appointment had gone. I was in the midst of approaching my fifth month; I was huge. Seeing my feet were impossible and I had to rely on Edward for anything that required bending down or getting up.

Because of my condition and ever swelling fingers, ankles, and toes; the doctors thought it was best that I go on my maternity leave immediately. After my little episode at school and much prodding from my doctor, I picked up my belongings and said a sad farewell to my students and faculty members. My notice went in that Monday.

Since multiples had the huge risk of being born prematurely and ultimately death, they didn't want to risk anything. I grudgingly agreed. My health was more important and I had weekly checkups to make sure I wasn't at risk

That was two days ago, and since then I felt like I was losing my mind. I was so bored.

I did everything: cook; well at least until my body decided to chuck it all back up, clean; well more so dab, since it wore me out, and I even organized Edward's underwear drawer.

Yes I was that bored. I couldn't do anything extraneous, so that cut out everything else I could possibly do.

I was now on the couch dressed in shorts and a tank, mindlessly tapping away on my laptop. It was a cool Friday afternoon and I watching Emmett and Rose's 6 year old daughter Marley, who was unsuccessfully trying to dress Jerry in one of her doll's dresses.

"Auntie Bella?" Marley called from the floor. I looked over my laptop to look at her.

"Yes sweetie?" I grinned, closing my laptop to look down into the wide blue eyes that so mirrored her father's.

"Can I ask you a question?" She asked, tilting her little curly brown head to look at me.

"Sure, sweetie, whatever you want." I answered, patting my leg. She crawled into my lap and settled herself around my stomach. She was the most inquisitive little thing. She had Emmett's looks, but definitely Rosalie's personality. She was going to be a spitfire when she grew up.

"Where do babies come from?" she asked. Damn. I really wasn't expecting that one.

"I...Uh…huh?" I stuttered.

"Where do babies come from? I was asking Mommy about how the babies got in your stomach, but she didn't answer me and then I tried my daddy, but he said to just ask you." She grinned. Those fu-fudgers… Yeah that's right fudgers. Remember the no cursing policy?

I was going to get them when I saw them later. I tried to throw her off. Maybe use a little reverse psychology. Maybe.

"Um, Marls… Why don't you answer a few questions for me? Uh, how about "Why is the sky blue?" or even "Why is the grass green?" I asked. That should obscure her for a bit and maybe she'll forget what she originally asked. She gave me a duh look before answering.

"Duh Auntie Bella, the sky is blue because, somebody painted it that way, and the grass is green because it's mine and Uncle Edward's favorite color." She shook her head at me, rolling her eyes. Yep, definitely Rose's kid. Now a part of me wanted to correct her, but then the other part of me realized that she was just six years old and that she would figure it out on her own time. I just smiled at her.

"That's absolutely right." I grinned. "How about why is there thunder?" I asked. That would definitely get her. She gave me a "Rose" glare, but nevertheless answered a few seconds later.

"Well Mommy told me it's when Daddy farts, because when he lets it blow, the whole town can hear." Marley answered, and I burst out laughing. That definitely sounded like Emmett.

"Now, Auntie Bella, if you want to stop stalling, can you please answer me?" she asked again.

Crap. This kid was persistent and where in the world did she learn the word stalling? I swear these kiddie shows these days were going to make them smarter than us. Heck...they probably already are.

"You know what Marley," I fake yawned. "How about we take a little nap?" I asked. She seemed to take the bait, because moments later she yawned and her little eyelids began to droop. I turned onto my side on the couch; thankful for my pregnancy pillow, where she immediately snuggled beside me, Jerry jumping off the floor onto the couch to get a little snuggling time as well. After a couple of minutes the two of them were sleeping soundly against my body. It was then that I felt my own eyelids begin to droop and I fell into a peaceful slumber.

…

I groggily awoke to the sensation of something poking and prodding my stomach. Marley was no longer snuggled against my side, but I did get a nice view of Jerry's but in my face. Swatting him down onto the floor, I looked down to see all the kids huddled around my stomach, my tank pulled up under my chest, while they all looked down at it in amazement as I inhaled and exhaled.

I wondered when they got here. I heard a lot of commotion coming from outside and in the kitchen, that I questioned how long I had been asleep. Last time I checked it was almost one and now it was a little after 6. I must have been really tired. I figured we were having a barbecue, since I could smell the strong scent of charcoal beginning to permeate the air.

The kids were still oblivious to me being awake, so I decided to play with them a bit. The next time I exhaled, I decided to lift my body as I did. The kids kept leaning in closer to look at my stomach and when they did, I may have not so quietly growled at them, causing them all to scream and head towards the patio.

Laughing to myself, I maneuvered myself so I could get to my feet. After a few difficult tries, I managed to lift myself up and stretch my aching muscles.

The kids had finally come back into the room and were looking at me with weary eyes. Max was hiding behind an amused Marley, while Claire and Kim giggled like schoolgirls. JJ was holding on to Jerry's tail for dear life and I noticed Tanya's girls hiding behind Riley and Bree, Victoria and James 9 and 10 year old girls.

I simply rolled my eyes and opened my arms, where they all eagerly came running; all while being mindful of my protruding stomach. After giving all their little heads kisses, I decided we should have a little fun. I was too lazy to go outside and the fumes were too dangerous for me to be around anyway.

I waddled over to the radio and quickly found the nearest pop music station (with mindful music though!) since I didn't want to subject them the crap that came out the radio lately.

Luckily I found a kid friendly station, when Justin Beiber's Baby came on. I heard the girls' squeal of approval. I honestly didn't know what they saw in that boy, besides a high pitched voice and flippy hair, but it obviously pleased them, so I didn't mind.

We all started twirling around the room, giggles and boughs of laughter bouncing off the walls. I had to stop halfway through the song, because a: I couldn't do too much dancing in my condition, b: this song was beginning to get on my nerves and c: I was tired as hell.

I was going to head back towards the couch when I almost tripped over the edge of the carpet. Just my luck. I luckily caught myself, and if I didn't catch myself, it wouldn't have been a pretty picture. I felt strong arms wrap around my waist. My nose instantly breathed in the warm soothing scent of my husband.

"Easy love, you got some precious cargo inside of you. Please be careful." Edward grinned, pressing a kiss to my lips, his hands resting lightly on my stomach.

"I know." I grinned, kissing him back, when I heard the disgusted sound of my brother.

"Eww Bella, I really don't want to see how my nieces and/or nephews were conceived." He grumbled.

"Well go home. Maybe I want to make out with my sexy husband." I grinned, placing another kiss to Edward's lips which he so willingly accepted.

"Uh no you won't." I heard my father's gruff voice ask.

"Dad… I'm 25 almost 26 years old and married." I grumbled, pulling away from Edward who just rested his head on my shoulder.

"And you're still my baby girl." He grinned, his mustache twitching amusedly. He knew what he was doing. Now don't get me wrong, my dad loved Edward, but that still didn't mean he didn't like to make him squirm every once in a while.

After giving everyone kisses and hugs they all exited back towards the lawn where a few lights were being set out. I pulled Edward behind, because hey… I wanted a little bit of alone time. He had been gone all day and I just wanted him to myself. To buy myself some time, I grabbed Marley's hand before she left.

Carefully bending down with Edward's assistance, I whispered into her ear, where she gave me a breath taking smile. Edward gave me a confused, but wicked smile, as we both watched her skip out the room towards my father.

I waited for the telltale sign that she asked him the question that had been lingering in her mind all day.
"Poppa Charlie, where do babies come from?" I heard his choked gasp and felt a smile spread across my face. That's what he gets.

And with that, I pulled my sexy and loving husband towards me and I made out with him, just like I said I would.