You're Having a Baby: Caught in the Flames Future-Take Update

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“Momma, do you think Aunt Leah is going to have a boy or a girl?” asked Marie. She was looking at the ultrasound photo that her father had given her, trying to make sense of the blurry, grainy image in front of her.

“I don’t care what Aunt Leah has, just so long as the baby is healthy,” Bella replied, crouching down in front of her oldest daughter. The rest of the family were working on dismantling the barbeque from Emmett’s promotion and Edward and Bella’s good news. After they were done, Amelia and Marie were going home with Nana and Papa for some grandparent spoiling while Edward and Bella celebrated their anniversary and newest addition. “What do you want, sweetheart?”

“A boy,” Marie nodded. “Daddy is surrounded by too many girls.”

“And this is a bad thing?” Edward scoffed, rolling the grill back into the firehouse’s garage. “I have three of the most beautiful girls as my dates, permanently!” He scooped up Amelia, kissing her cheeks. She squealed, squirming in his arms.

“Daddy! That tickles!” Amelia said, blowing a raspberry on his nose. Edward barked out a laugh, setting down his youngest daughter onto the ground. She tore off, hiding behind her mother, Edward’s wife for ten years and peaking behind her legs.

Leah Clearwater was Bella’s stepsister and surrogate mother to Amelia and the newest addition growing in her belly. In an act of devotion and love, Leah offered her womb to Bella and Edward when they wanted to grow their family. Bella had suffered from a difficult pregnancy with Marie, aggravated from a messy miscarriage due to her ex-boyfriend who had used her as a punching bag. As a result, Bella had a hysterectomy to save her life. Obviously, her life was spared but her body had paid the unbearable price. She could never bare children, naturally, again.

Amelia Grace Cullen was born happy and healthy. Now, through the grace of God, Leah was expecting again. Bella’s fertilized eggs were implanted into Leah and hopefully, another happy and healthy baby would be born. Secretly, Bella hoped that it was a boy. Edward took all of the pink and frilliness in stride, but she knew her husband would adore to have a mini-me to share that father/son bond. Marie was a total daddy’s girl and Amelia was attached to Bella, but it wasn’t the same as the bond that Emmett shared with his little boy, Tristan. 

Baby Cullen #3

Marie Cullen

Amelia Cullen (minus the glasses)

Leah Clearwater

Johanna

Circus Themed Nursery

Circus Themed Baby Shower

The Ring

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Bella's Dress

Bella's Engagement Ring

Wedding Candy Bar

Marie

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We stopped at a nearby liquor store, picking up a bottle of champagne before we arrived at Jasper’s townhouse just outside of Chicago in nearby Evanston. When we got there, I noticed my parent’s car along with Emmett’s, Garrett’s and Seth’s. I was glad to see my coworkers and friends from the firehouse. I had missed them and was anxious to hear what was going on at the house.

“I thought that Jasper was going to propose on New Year’s Eve,” Bella said as we walked up the steps to the front door.

“With everything that happened, Jasper didn’t feel like it was appropriate,” I replied. I remembered speaking to him, asking him about his plans for proposing to my sister. He was concerned about me and about Bella. He didn’t want the fire to my condo to overshadow their happiness. He changed his plans and he had proposed on Valentine’s Day.

“I’m happy for them. I’m glad that Jasper proposed,” Bella smiled, ringing the doorbell. “Do you think that Alice is going to be a bridezilla?”

“More than likely,” I said, kissing my own fiancée’s cheek. “Alice was one of those girls who planned her wedding from the moment she came out of the womb.”

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We made out in the courtyard, softly caressing each other until I started shivering uncontrollably. Edward’s wool tuxedo jacket was warm, but the temperature had truly dropped. My teeth were chattering. Edward enfolded me in his arms, his evergreen eyes twinkling with love and devotion. “I don’t want my fiancée to catch her death,” he said, picking up my hand and kissing my ring. “Mrs. Cullen…”

I loved that. His voice deepened and he held me ever-tighter. But my rattling teeth broke the spell. He swept me in his arms, carrying me back inside and sat us down near a roaring fireplace. He held me to his body, rubbing his hands over my back and shoulders. “I’m sorry, sweet girl. I hope you don’t get sick,” he said.

“I’m fine. I just need to defrost,” I smiled, kissing his lips. He smiled, his warm lopsided grin. His left hand threaded with mine, looking at the ring that now adorned my finger. “It’s gorgeous, Edward.”

“My Nana, she was a smart woman,” he chuckled, wriggling the ring with his thumb. “I can’t imagine this on anyone else’s hand but yours. You’re not mad that it’s not huge or new?” He looked panicked.

“Edward, baby, I love it. You know me,” I whispered, brushing his hair from his eyes. “This ring has a story, a history. We’re adding to it, prolonging it and so proud that you chose me to give it to.”

“It was actually my mom who suggested it. I went to talk to her on Monday, to see if she knew anyone that sold more antique-looking rings. I never expected her to give me this,” he pulled me closer to his body and he kissed my ring again. He smiled sweetly. “You’re mine, sweet girl.”

“As you are mine, too,” I giggled, leaning forward to kiss his soft lips. I pulled back, my laughter growing. “You know Alice is going to shit a brick, right?”

“Ugh…our wedding is going to be a three-ring circus if we don’t put the kibosh on her right away,” Edward groaned, rolling his eyes. “I don’t know about you, but I don’t want the three-ring circus. I want you, me, a preacher or minister and we’re married.”

“I don’t think your mom would enjoy that too much,” I quipped.

“True. But something small,” he breathed, tightening his arms around my waist.

“I do like that,” I beamed.

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