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ALL HUMAN. What if Edward Cullen isn't the good guy all the time? Bella is Pregnant and Edward refuses to accept it.

Just a little story I wrote. Hope you all like it.

9. Chapter 9

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"They're so small, Dad. So small," Edward cried.

Never in all the years that Edward was with us, had he called me Dad. I knew he was suffering and that there was nothing I could do or say to help him and it broke my heart.


Edward's POV

When we got to the hospital in Seattle, I was taken to see the twins. Esme handed me a camera, in case they'd let me take pictures of them. A nurse fitted me with a new set of ID bracelets. I scrubbed my shaking hands and put on a yellow smock over my clothes and walked into the NICU. The sight was terrifying. There were little isolates with tiny babies and wires everywhere. Some of the babies were being held by their parents. I saw them gushing over their newest arrival and started missing Bella. She should be with me. She should be the first one to hold them, not me. A nurse led me to the back of the NICU where two isolates were. On the front of them were little cards that read: "Baby Girl Swan" and "Baby Boy Swan." The nurses were telling me something about them, but I didn't hear them. All I was focusing on were the two little ones that now belonged to me. It was overwhelming. They were so small, and yet they were stronger that I could ever be. Here I was struggling to maintain my composure and when they're struggling to live. It didn't seem right; it didn't seem fair.

"Would you like to hold them," a nurse asked me.

"Is it okay?"

"Of course it is."

Another nurse brought over a rocking chair and placed it in between the isolates. As I sat down, I began to get scared. Scared that I would drop them; scared that I would hurt them; scared that I would be a horrible father. But those fears fell away when the nurse put my daughter in my hands. She literally fit in my hands, a fact that I wasn't ready for. My heart stopped for a moment when I looked down at her for the first time. She looked so much like Bella that it took my breath away. She was smaller than her brother, weighing three pounds two ounces. She had a little bit of peach fuzz, as Bella would call it, on her head, which was dark brown. The nurse took a couple of pictures of me with my little angel and then placed her back in the isolate. My son was a little heavier than his sister, weighing three and a half pounds. He too, made my heart stop at the sight of him. His little fingers curled around mine and something inside me knew it would be okay.


Carlisle's POV

Seeing Bella in the ICU was taking it's toll on Edward. I could tell he desperately wanted to at least step foot in her room, but seeing as he wasn't technically family, the closest place he could be was right outside her door. He refused to leave his spot, and when he did, it would only be to check on the twins. Our pleas for him to eat and sleep were ignored. Nothing any of us could say made him feel any better.

But it wasn't just Edward who was affected by all of this. Phil and Renee had started arguing over the fact that she wanted to move closer to Bella and the twins. Phil, who was still under contract, said he couldn't be traded for at least a year. Esme, when not with the twins or by Edward's side, spent time in the hospital's chapel, lighting candles and praying. Rose and Emmett tried their best to keep all of us in one piece, but even they started picking at each other. It seemed the only one who kept their composure was Charlie, but I had a feeling that when it was just him and Rebecca, he fell to pieces. He always tried to be the strong one for Bella's sake. Alice and Jasper had returned to Forks to get a change of clothes for everyone and to give Bella's friends a little update.

"Carlisle, is that you," I heard a familiar voice from behind me say.

I turned around and saw an old colleague.

"Samantha, what are you doing here?"

"I changed specialties, can you believe it?"

"Yes. You never could stay in one place too long."

"Very true. What are you doing here?"

"I'm a grandfather."

"Oh my... well that's wonderful! Which one of your gorgeous kids is a parent?"


"Edward? Wow. I thought for sure it would have been Rosalie and Emmett."

"I know, I was shocked when I heard, too."

"So did you have a boy or a girl," she asked.

"Both. They're over in the NICU."

"Well congratulations."

"Say, you couldn't give me an update on a patient here, could you?"

"Which one?"

"Isabella Swan? Our family is starting to go a bit nuts with no updates."

"Oh she's my patient, actually. I was just going to talk with her family."

"Thank goodness. We haven't been able to get a straight answer out of anyone."

We walked together to a tiny consultation room, held our breath and prayed for some good news.

"We sent Isabella for another MRI scan this morning. Her brain shows a little bit of swelling in the place where her head hit the floor, but other than that, everything looks good. Her blood pressure is going back down to normal and all of her blood work seems to be heading back in the right direction. I'm going to start tapering off the Magnesium Sulfate that we have her on now."

"What does that do," Renee asked.

"We use it in women who have Pregnancy-Induced Hypertension, to help with their blood pressure and prevent seizures from happening."

"How long until she wakes up," Edward asked.

"It depends on how long her body takes to burn off the anesthesia. She's been out for a few days, so give it some time."

"Can you tell us anything about the babies?"

"Sure. They're responding well to the support we're giving them. They both require feeding tubes and assistance with breathing. Baby B, or the little boy, is also under a UV light to help with jaundice. But other than that, they are doing very well."

"How long will they have to stay," Edward asked.

"Until their due date, provided nothing major happens. Right now, we're all doing okay, and that's a good thing. From what I hear, she took a pretty nasty fall."

"We're not sure what happened, actually," I said.

Edward's POV

A few hours passed since we spoke with Bella's doctor. They decided since she was stable that she could go into a postpartum room, which meant we all could be together. She was still asleep from the anesthesia, but at least I could touch her. In the few days since the babies were born, several dozen pictures had been taken and Alice, being the crazy person she is, threw them all in a photo album for Bella when she woke.

Renee and Phil were still arguing over his contract, which was really starting to wear on all of us.

"Could you please not do that in here," I asked. "I don't want her to wake up and hear the two of you."

"Sorry," Renee said.

"See what you did," Phil whispered.

"...n..knock it off, Phil," Bella mumbled.

"Bella," I said placing my hand on her cheek.

It took her a few minutes, but she opened her eyes.

"Where am I," she asked.

"You're in a hospital in Seattle," Carlisle said.

"Why? What happened?"

"We're not sure," I said.

Bella placed a hand on her belly and started freaking out.

"Where are my babies?! Edward, did something happen to them? I need to see them!"

"Shh," I said and took her head into my hands. "Shh. Calm down."

"Tell me right this moment, where are they!?"

"Bella, calm down first," Carlisle said. "They're fine."

Bella's doctor came in.

"I was wondering why your blood pressure went up. How do you feel?"

"Sleepy," Bella said. "When can I see my babies?"

"Tomorrow," her doctor said.

After her vitals were taken, we told Bella what happened. The only thing she remembers is getting a bottle of water and feeling light headed. Bella said she remembers everything that happened that day, graduation, Tanya showing up, but nothing after going in the house.

A little while later, Bella's night nurse came in and informed us that only one of us could stay. Renee's desire was written on her face. I had a feeling she didn't want to be alone with Phil tonight.

"Can you stay," Bella asked me.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, please."

When everyone was gone, I pulled a chair next to Bella's bed. She reached out and grabbed my hand. The touch of her was familiar, yet completely new. I waned to pull her in my arms, kiss her soft lips and breathe in her scent, but I didn't want to rush it and hurt her. This was the most affectionate she's been with me in a long time.

"Bella, why are you crying? Are you in pain?"

"No, I'm not in any pain."

"Then what's the matter," I asked as I sat on her bed facing her.

Her face was lined with a constant flow of tears that had the reflection of the moon in them. She looked more beautiful that I've ever seen before. Something was clearly bothering her and she was struggling to say it.

"Bella, what is it? You can tell me."

"I'm just...I'm just scared."


"Everything. I thought I'd be okay with all of this."

"With all of what?"

"All of these emotions. I'm scared of seeing my babies; I'm scared that I won't be the mother they deserve because I'm too young; that I won't know what they need when they cry. I don't think I'm ready for all of this, but I know I have to be."

I pulled Bella into my arms and rested my cheek on her head.

"Shh. Our babies have the best possible mother. I'm scared of the same things too, but it's all thing's we'll figure out as we go."

"Edward, I can't do this by myself. I need you to promise me you'll never leave me."

I put a finger under Bella's chin and pulled her face upright.

"Bella, there's no place one Earth that I'd rather be than with you and our babies."

"Promise me you won't go back to Tanya."

"Never. I promise to never leave you; to be the man that you deserve and the father our babies need."

I bent down and placed my lips softly on hers, not knowing if this was okay. She pulled me closer and I felt like the man she made me be: strong, confident, loyal. I knew that I still had to earn her trust, and if it took my entire life, I would do it, no matter what the cost.