Chapter 45

*Bonus*

Three years later

Rosalie POV

I laughed as I watched my boys play at the water's edge, sand clinging to every edge of bare skin and to their wet clothes as Emmett built them a simple sandcastle with just the bucket we brought along. The weather was a little chilly, but the squeals of happiness they both had was something that lit my heart with happiness.

A happiness I never pictured myself having. I couldn't help the broad smile from touching my lips as Emmett watched them try to copy him. The twins, both dark haired like their father, giggled with delight as the sand squelched between their toes, and then screamed with happiness as the water licked up at the shore.

Wave after wave licked up at the shore, and I lost myself to the ssshhhhaaa of the water hitting the sand as the hiss brought me into the loll of comfort. The sunlight caught on the wedding band that I've worn on my finger for three years now…the anniversary of our marriage was today, not that I've said anything about it as I watched the love of my life play with the two joys I never thought possible.

Silas and Dakota were so enamored with their father—in their own little worlds, that I didn't have the heart to interrupt it all. I felt tears prickle at the edge of my eyes, happiness bubbling up enough to make me emotional all over again. I always felt so thankful for their existence, for Emmett being with me. I loved them all beyond imagination, and I never thought of myself being any happier—until I found myself pregnant again…. three years after everything had happened, and on our anniversary of all days to be able to tell him, what a fruitful time to find out such good news!

I bit my lip, holding back my laughter when a strong wave kicked up to soak all three of the main lights in my life. I ended up not being able to hold it back, laughing as Emmett shook the water from his hair, laughing as both boys squealed from the cold water chilling them through.

He looked up at me, smiling broadly as the twins ran up to escape away from the chilled ocean lapping away at the shore. "I think they're done for today, Rose." He grunted, getting up from the place he had been laying down in while building sandcastles.

I smiled, shaking my head at him while I draped the small towels we brought along for the twins over each their heads.

"We made sandcastles mama!"

"I know! They were so good! Too bad the sea ruined them!" I pouted out my bottom lip, Silas giggled loudly, flicking my lip with a salty finger.

"Dat's okay mama, we'll make more!"

"Will you?! Just for me?!"

"Yeah!" they both squawked, plopping down with their buckets to make me sandcastles in the dry sand, away from the chilled ocean.

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I lie back bed, drowsy from the day's activities. The boys hadn't wanted to leave the beach, even after being chilled to the bone from the icy water. I couldn't find a moment to tell Emmett the exciting new, or at least I was hoping that he would find it exciting. The house had enough bedrooms for everyone, thankfully. Everyone would grow up with their own room as they became older. The twins currently shared a room, until they were a little older at least. Emmett as suggested this, and I went along with his decision.

I sighed to myself, as he put the boys to bed for the night. He was so attentive, but he hadn't noticed the changes that have happened for the past several months. I hadn't been hit with the morning sickness like I had been with the twins, so I hadn't noticed the changes until my pants had started not fitting.

I fidgeted, biting my lip as I heard him coming down the hallway. I found myself flipping over quickly, pretending to be asleep. He came in with a sigh, walking to his side of the bed without a sound while settling heavily into the bed.

I sat up, meeting his gaze with concern as he moved himself about, "Are you okay?"

He sighed again, nodding as he looked at me with a small smile on his face, "Yeah, I'm just tired. The hospital takes a lot out of me most days, but I love putting the twins to bed when I can. I'm not home most nights, I know how hard it is for you when I'm in the ER on those long shifts."

I leaned over, cuddling into him as he put an arm around me, kissing my head. "I wouldn't trade it for the world though, you and the boys are what keep me going through life anymore."

I bit my lip, my love for him and the boys overflowing as tears singed in my eyes. I never thought that my love could stretch any further. I loved my family—the mother, stepdad, and sisters that I had come to know, and the family I had gained through marrying Emmett. The boys were my whole world…but I found myself in love with the small bundle growing in my belly already.

I had taken four pregnancy tests at home, making absolutely sure before I came to the conclusion that I was actually pregnant. I even consulted with Carlisle, Emmett's father, just to make sure. I was only several months along, but hadn't found out until a little bit ago.

Carlisle was happy from the news, but promised to remain silent about the pregnancy until I told Emmett myself.

"I love you," I mumbled, pressing my lips to his lips, desire flaking through me.

He chuckled knowingly, "I love you too." He kissed me back, slithering his tongue past my lips to kiss me deeply.

I pulled away suddenly, sighing as my body heated. He gave me a concerned look, "Everything okay with you?"

"I'm pregnant."

I had my eyes closed, not wanting to kook him in the eye as I just blurted the news to him. Silence answered me, and I started to panic when he didn't say anything for several long moments.

"I hope it's a girl this time." he said.

"What?" I asked dumbly."

He laughed, "I've been waiting for you to tell me!"

"Your dad didn't tell you, did he?"

"No! I found the pregnancy tests in the trash, you didn't bury them deep enough."

I sighed, burying my head in my hands, "Oh my god, why didn't you say anything!"

"Because I was waiting for you to tell me! I noticed the girls were getting a little full again too," he added, weighing one of my swelled breasts in his large hand.

I grumbled, swatting his hand away as a lick of desire flicked through me, "Don't touch me, I'm mad at you."

Emmett laughed, pulling me close suddenly to lay a deep, toe curling kiss on me while sliding us further down in bed. "You won't be mad after I make your toes curl, my lovely Rose."

"You're a dick." I moaned as he licked a path up my neck.

"Your big dick." He countered.

"I wouldn't do that far."

"Ha! Your ego is just hurt, now chill out and let me make love to you. Thank you for giving me another baby again, by the way. Have you picked out a name yet?"

"Wha—no!"

"Then I guess we'll have to pick out a girl's name…and a boy's name just in case."

"I can't stand you."

"Yes you can, you married me, you signed up for this baby, when you kissed me at the altar."

He sealed his lips over mine, making me moan out in desire, then asking me again to think of some baby names.

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Emmett POV

Just a public service announcement, it turned out to be a girl: Esmerelda 'Essie' Sadie Cullen, Seven pounds, eight ounces—and blond, just like her mother.