A/N: Many of you are probably royally pissed at me for taking forever to update. And I am sincerely sorry. I've just been busy and such. Forgive me and don't punish me by not reviewing, I would have to cry. HAHA, thanks for all of you who stuck with my story so far. Hope this lives up to your expectations.
What Shattered Dreams Can Lead To
Chapter Fifteen: Hello Honeymoon!
Groggily, Hermione got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to freshen up. She didn't even notice Carlisle watching her from their bed. She forgot about the night before because she slept so wonderfully the night before. She stepped onto the freezing cold tile and it all came crashing back to her. "Carlisle." She stated, grinning, reminiscing about night before.
"Yes dear?" He called. She whipped around.
"Didn't see you there." She laughed. "Sorry."
"That's fine dear, you sure slept long."
"I did?"
"Yes, it's been about 10 hours."
"I'm so sorry, you must have been bored out of your mind."
"No, not at all. I love watching you sleep." She blushed. "And, I could have always gotten up and done something if I was bored."
"True." She closed the door and got ready for the day before walking out and going to the kitchen to eat. When she got there though, Carlisle had already prepared her breakfast. She grinned again. "Thank you dear."
"You're very welcome." He kissed her before placing the plate on the table in front of her. She ate ravenously and blushed throughout the entire meal. He had been staring at her contemplatively.
"What?"
"I love you." She grinned.
"I love you too."
"Let's do something."
"Like what?"
"Scuba diving?"
"Sure!" She jumped up and grabbed her wand, waving it quickly, switching both of them into scuba gear. "Race ya." She smiled and began to run, he chased her for a little while then took off vampire speed. The second she noticed, she spun on the spot and apparated to the scuba area on Isle Hermione. They arrived at the same time, dissolving into fits of laughter. They did so much over the next 2 weeks, ranging from scuba diving to watching movies. It was so peacful and exhilariting that Hermione never wanted to leave, but they were only staying for 2 weeks.
On the morning of day 15, leaving day, she woke up at 2 in the morning, only because she got sick.
"Are you okay?" Carlisle asked her.
"I think so...nope." She got sick once again. He walked into the bathroom and put a cool hand on her back, rubbing gently to sooth her. She smiled at him greatfully.
"Let me check you out, Mione." She could only manage to nod. "Are you okay?" She nodded again. He helped her stand and took her to the bed. He put a hand on her head, and ran to get a thermometer, only gone for 3 seconds. It was normal. He checked her pulse and asked her standard questions: What hurts?, etc.
"Carlisle, I'm fine now." She insisted, but he wouldn't have any of it.
"Well, I checked everything. You don't seem to be ill."
"I'm fine."
"But, Hermione, dear, you vomited."
"Yeah, Carlisle, I know, but I'm fine. Really."
He looked at her skeptically. "Okay. Then let's get ready to go."
"Okay." She began to pack. They finished quickly, once Hermione realized she was a witch and could just wave her wand. "When are you going to change me?"
"A little after we arrive home."
"Sounds good." She grinned at him and kissed him lightly. He smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. She laughed. She kissed him again then pulled away so they could leave. The plane ride back was quick, or seemed like it to them, and arrived back to Washington before they knew it. They drove back to Forks from Seattle and were welcomed warmly by the 'kids'.
"Hermione! Carlisle!" They all greeted, running up to them and hugging them tightly, with very excited, maybe too excited expressions on their faces.
One week earlier, back at the Cullen residence:
Alice froze. Hermione woke up quickly one evening at around 4 AM, with a terrifyed expression on her face. She took off towards the bathroom where she proceeded to get sick. Carlisle walked in after her, slowly rubbing her back. "Hermione, that's the 6th day in a row, please, let me run some tests on you."
"Carlisle, I'm not sick." She insisted, throwing up once again.
"You are though. Hell, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were pregnant." Hermione froze.
"Carlisle..." She whispered, eyes widening. His eyes grew larger too.
"When was..."
"6 weeks."
"Shit." He helped her stand and she automatically brought her hand to her belly, where there was an unmistakable bump that wasn't there the previous week.
"Shit." She repeated.
"Oh...my...God!" She shreiked.
"What's wrong?" Jasper asked.
She relayed the entire vision to all of the Cullen kids. They were shocked beyond belief. "Are you positive?" Rose whispered, terrifyed, yet excited.
"Completely." Alice beamed. "We're going to be older brothers and sisters! A baby!" She jumped up and down ecstatically with Rose in circles around the living room.
One week later:
"They're here!" Alice called out, effectively summoning all of the house's occupants.
"Hermione! Carlisle!" They all greeted, running up to them and hugging them tightly, with very excited, maybe too excited expressions on their faces.