A/N: I know I'm doing another story at the moment but I had some inspiration and decided to do this one with Alice, Jasper, Bella, Edward, Rosalie and Emmett's children
The beginning
Edward's POV
I'd just come downstairs after putting my three year old daughter to sleep, man was I tired, she was too much like her mother with her big brown eyes and long brown hair. It had taken me at least one hour to get her too sleep I'd finally managed and then I heard my phone.
"hello" I said into the phone and I heard Alice on the other end, she told me that Rose would be up soon and she'd be crying I thanked her and put the phone down. Ten minutes later Rose came down stairs crying like mad I picked her up and held her close to me and went back to the couch.
After a while she had told me what was wrong and then we went back up to her room and led down on the bed together, I started to hum Bella's lullaby to her and we both fell asleep snuggled up to each other.
Bella's POV
Angela had been understanding when I'd jumped on my phone every time it went off all night, making me edgy, expecting it to be Edward calling, begging me to come home.
It didn't happen.
This made me all the edgier when I nervously pushed open the front door of our home, not quite knowing what to expect. Toys, stuffed animals and crayons were strewn haphazardly across the floor. All was quiet. Silently, I picked my way across the room, willing myself not to fall, and tip toed up the stairs. I nudged the door to rose's room open tentatively. In the shaft of light illuminating the room, I could see the light playing on my angel's faces. Rose was under the covers curled into Edward's chest. His arms were wrapped protectively around her, holding her close. He looked exhausted so I decided not to wake him to come to his own bed. Rose must have given him hell. I giggled quietly thinking of Edward on his own getting Rose in bed for the third time.
As quiet as my giggle had been, it was enough for Edward to jerk awake. He looked around groggily, taking in her surroundings and the little sleeping bundle in his arms. He seemed surprised to find himself there.
Smiling, I wound my way around various obstacles on the floor and took his hand. He gracefully unwound his arms from Rose and slid off her bed. He pulled me into his arms so were both facing Rose, our hands still intertwined. He kissed the top of my head as we watched our daughter sleep.
"she's so cute." He whispered. I smiled. So she was.