First before we start, this outtake takes us back to Essie's birth. Just wanted to add some humor to the mix. Last A/N at the end, please find me there for the last time.

~ OUTTAKE ~

Welcome to the World

The past nine months had been filled with so much anticipation and nerves... not to mention weird cravings.

As happy as Edward was, he was scared shitless for the impending birth of his daughter. After some disappointments, Bella had finally gotten pregnant and their little girl was less than a month away from being born.

Edward was scared that he wouldn't measure up, that he wouldn't be a good father. He had spent so many years not caring about anyone but himself and now he was going to responsible for a tiny life, a life he created with the woman he never saw coming. Edward remembered a conversation he had recently with his father.

"What if I fuck this up?"

Carlisle raised his eyebrow at his son's foul language, but considering the nature of his words, he let it slide this time.

"You're not going to... mess up, Edward." Carlisle let out a breath. "You're gong to be a wonderful father."

"How do you know?"

"Because your mother raised you."

"I messed up on a lot things in my life, Dad, even though Mom raised me," Edward sighed. "What if this time is no different?"

"Edward, give yourself a little credit," Carlisle said. "You've come a long way in the past year. You met a great woman who keeps you on your toes, you let go some of the control at work, and now you're going to have a little girl. A little girl who is going to love you unconditionally just because you're her daddy. A little girl who is going to have you wrapped around her little finger, who you're not going to be able to say no to. A little girl who you are going to love and protect all the days of your life because you're her father and that's what fathers do. You're a good man, a good husband, and you're going to be a great father. You're going to be just fine, Son. Don't be so hard on yourself."

"Thanks, Dad," Edward said with a smile. He felt a little better about his impending fatherhood. "My daughter is going to have one hell of a grandpa too."

"Oh she definitely will," Carlisle laughed. "I'm going to spoil her rotten. Your mother would be displeased is I didn't."

Edward came out of his thoughts and continued his task at hand. As Bella napped on the couch, Edward was hard at work in the nursery. He was assembling Esme Rose's crib and he was happy he was able to do it with little effort. Being an architect was definitely a help when it came it putting things together.

As he was putting the expensive cherry wood together, Edward laughed at the thought that, not too long ago, he would spend long hours in his office designing skyscrapers and now he was sitting on his ass in a pink painted room putting a crib together.

Once the crib was all safely put together and placed against the wall under his daughter's name that was painted on the wall, Edward placed the bedding in the crib and then a pink stuffed teddy bear he had bought a week ago in the corner of the crib.

The nursery was completely finished and ready to go. Edward looked around the pink room and suddenly felt an imminent desire to hold his baby girl. Edward turned to face the doorway when he heard a gasp.

"Hey, you're up," Edward said to Bella as she walked in the room.

"Edward... it's so... beautiful," Bella said, unable to hold her tears back.

"I'm glad you like it, babe," Edward replied. He took Bella in his arms and they both were caught up looking at the room that awaited a new life.

(*)

Bella was feeling uncomfortable; she was close to her due date and she could not find a place for herself.

"Edward?" Bella called from the living room.

"Yeah?" Edward asked as he came out of his home office. He was trying to work on some plans from home.

"Can you please get me some ice cream?"

"Sure, babe, what flavor?"

"Mint Chocolate Chip." Edward nodded and walked into the kitchen. "No, wait, Rocky Road."

"Okay," he replied from the kitchen. Edward got out the Rocky Road ice cream and started to scoop some out, placing it in a bowl.

"No, I changed my mind, definitely Mint Chocolate Chip," Bella called out.

"Okayyyy," Edward said, trying not to grumble. This pregnancy made Bella so indecisive; from what she wore to what she ate, she was always changing her mind. He pushed the bowl of ice cream aside and returned the carton of Rocky Road to the freezer and then pulled out the Mint Chocolate Chip along with a clean bowl.

"Edward?"

"Yes, love?"

"Can I just have both?"

"Both?" he questioned. "Um, okay... as in together or in a separate bowl?"

"Same bowl please," she replied.

Edward's stomach turned as he scooped out some Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream and put it on top of the Rocky Road.

"Here you go." Edward handed the bowl to Bella and watched her eat the ice cream mixture. He shook his head and walked back into the kitchen to clean up, thinking he wouldn't be able to eat those two flavors ever again.

(^)

"Ow!" Bella cried out in her sleep and she quickly sat up. "Edward." When he didn't answer, she called him louder and shook him out of his sleep. "Edward, wake up!"

"What flavor this time, babe?" Edward asked in a sleepy voice.

"No flavor, this is it!" she cried. "Wake the hell up!"

Edward's eyes flew open and he looked at his wife. "Are you sure?"

"Well, unless I just pissed the bed," she replied. "Yes, I'm sure, the baby is coming."

"Okay, I got this," he said. He sprang out of bed and quickly found his jeans and a t-shirt. "I've designed multi-billion dollar skyscrapers, surely I can have a baby."

"Last I checked, I was the one having the baby and it's all your fault... Ow!" Bella cried out. "I need my yoga pants."

"Right, got it." Edward handed her her pants and helped her put them on, along with her bra and t-shirt. He put her flip flops on her feet and helped her stand.

Once they were both dressed, Edward helped Bella down the stairs and to the front door.

"Edward, my bag," Bella said as they nearly walked past her packed bag.

"Shit," Edward spat, stopping to get her bag.

Bella then looked and saw his keys were still hanging on the hook.

"Edward, your keys." She motioned towards the hook.

"Fuck," he hissed.

"Get it together!" Bella yelled. "Do I need to call a damn cab?"

"No." Edward shrugged. "I'm sorry, babe, I was hoping this would happen in the middle of the day when I'm coherent, not in the middle of the night when I don't know my pie hole from my ass hole."

"That's colorful," Bella laughed. "Babies come when they want and our daughter wants to come now, so this is it at 3am. Can you handle it or do I need to call your father, the doctor?"

"I got it, I'm good. Bag, keys, wife... let's go." Edward led Bella out to the car and helped her in. The hospital wasn't too far from their house. On the way there, Edward called his father and Carlisle said he was on his way.

Edward parked the car, and as he and Bella were walking to the ER, a contraction ripped though Bella.

"Ow! Oh god, I don't think I can walk." Bella sat down on the nearby bench holding her stomach. "Edward, go get a wheelchair or something, I can't... OW!"

"Okay, wait here," Edward said. He ran into the ER and up to the desk where an older woman was sitting. "My wife... labor... outside... oh god, I can't breathe."

"First baby?" the woman asked. Edward nodded. "Your wife's name?"

"Bella... Isabella Masen," Edward gasped.

"I need a wheelchair outside for Mrs. Masen..." the woman looked at Edward again, "and a brown bag for Mr. Masen."

Bella was taken to a room on the maternity floor where she changed into a gown and was hooked up to a fetal monitor. Edward was given a pair of dark blue scrubs to change into since he would be in the delivery room.

"Looks like you're about six centimeters dilated, so we're on our way," Dr. Denali said. "I'd say a couple more hours and we'll have your little girl. In the meantime, just continue with your breathing and I'll check back in an hour."

"Okay, Irina, thanks," Bella replied. Irina nodded and left Edward and Bella alone in the room. "Ow, oh god, here comes another one."

"It's okay, I'm right here, babe," Edward said, grabbing Bella's hand. "It's okay."

"I'm so scared, Edward," Bella said, looking at him. "What if something goes wrong?" Her mind took her back to the miscarriage.

Edward knew exactly what she was thinking. "Hey, it's not the same." Edward moved so he was sitting on the side of the bed. He placed one hand on Bella's belly and squeezed her hand with the other. "Our little girl is healthy and she's about to come in this world. Nothing is going to go wrong."

"How do you know?"

"Because I know my mom is up there watching over us. She's our own personal guardian angel. I feel her here and I know she won't let anything happen to you or her namesake."

Bella nodded and smiled, knowing Edward was right. Esme Rose was healthy and in a short while she would be here.

(*)

"Fuck, that hurts!" Bella screamed.

"It's okay, love, it's almost over," Edward tried to encourage.

"This is all your fault," she spat. "You did this to me!"

"I'm sorry," Edward said. Bella grabbed his hand and squeezed with all her might. "Oh shit, she's crushing my hand."

"I need you to push, Bella," Irina instructed.

"Ahhh," Bella yelled. She pushed hard.

"Okay, good. Relax," Irina said.

Bella laid back down to wait for the next contraction. As it ripped though her, Irina told her to push again.

"Ahhhh, Oh god!" Bella shrieked. She then looked at Edward and shot him a look. "We are never having sex again!"

"I think that's a little drastic, don't you think?"

Bella shot him another look and squeezed his hand harder. "Okay, damn, no sex ever again."

"One more push, Bella, and little Esme will be here," Irina said.

Bella sat up again and pushed with everything she had. The room was then filled with loud cries.

"She's here!" Edward said happily. He then moved so he could get a better look at his daughter.

"Is she okay?" Bella asked.

"She's perfect. Ten fingers... ten toes," Edward informed her. "My hair color." Edward was asked if he wanted to cut the cord and he gladly did so. He smiled at his baby as he cut the lifeline that connected her to Bella for nine months. The nurse swaddled the newborn and handed her to Edward. She was so tiny in his arms, she felt like air. She was little but healthy: six pounds eleven ounces. Edward walked over to Bella with the baby and placed her in his wife's arms. "Here's your mommy."

"She's so beautiful," Bella said, her eyes full of tears. "Edward, look what we made."

"She's perfect." Edward sat on the side of the bed and touched his daughter's head. Her hair was the same shade as his own, her skin pale and so soft. "Thank you for making me a daddy."

"Thank you for making me a mommy," Bella said.

"Bella?"

"Hmm?"

"You didn't really mean what you said about us never having sex again, did you?" Edward asked, concerned.

Bella looked up from the baby and simply laughed at her husband.

A/N: And there you have it, that is officially the end. Edward had me snorting lol. Now I know a lot of you wanted to know the sex of their third baby, but I thought I'd leave that to your imagination. It just didn't flow to write it. Through all the loss, Edward and Bella got their HEA, that's all that matters.

Once again thanks for all the amazing reviews, I have read each and every one. They all mean so much to me. This story has been so much to fun to write, so thank you again.

And one last shout out to my beta, Chandrakanta, she's awesome!

Put me on author alert, another storm is brewing.

Until next time... much love

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