Uncertain ch58 EPI

A/N: Here it is….the rest of the story….

See you at the bottom.

Less than a year later….

BPOV

"Edward, if you don't do something to get this baby out of me, I swear I will cut your dick off." I yelled as I waddled up and down the hall of the maternity ward.

I heard the muffled chuckle of my husband at my side and I turned to glare at him.

"Bella, she's just stubborn but this should help." He said as he continued to help me walk a few steps.

"She's not stubborn, she's flat out defiant, that's what she is," I stopped and looked down at my ginormous stomach.

"Get out of me, I'm not a permanent living space," I spoke to the only part of my body I could see, the beach ball poking out of my body.

Again, the muffled chuckle beside me made me see red and I forcefully threw an elbow into Edward's ribcage.

"Owww, that one hurt," he whined and rubbed his side.

"Good! Now, get this heathen child out of my body!" I screamed and almost doubled over as the contraction of all mother fucking contractions racked through my body.

"Okay, let's get you back to the room," Edward quickly went into doctor-mode and shuffled me quickly back to my birthing room.

A flurry of activity began and before I knew it, I was finally being prepped for my epidural. I couldn't wait to feel that sweet numbness flowing through my body.

I screamed.

Edward cried.

I cried.

Edward cursed as I tried to break his hand.
But, six hours after my labor started, Ivory Grace Masen was born at eight pounds and seven ounces. She was nineteen inches long and had a head full of red hair. The complete opposite of Anthony in every single way.

Thank fuck Edward was here to tend to her because she was going to be a handful.

Two hours later, we had a room full of family. The baby explosion was in full force now with Angela and Ben's nine month old daughter, Annabelle along with Rosalie and Emmett's son, Syrus about to hit the seven month mark.

Liz and Ed were in grandparent heaven with the addition of their fourth grandchild to the brood. Two boys, two girls, it would be up to Alice to tip the scales, but she still maintained her opinion and stated she wouldn't be adding to the 'pack' as she called it, any time soon, much to Jasper's dismay.

"She's positively beautiful, Bella," Ed Sr. gushed as he held her in his arms, a tear on his cheek.

I smiled and relished the kiss Liz placed on my forehead.

"You two make beautiful babies," she whispered, as she clasped my cheek.

I smiled again, fighting my own tears, damn hormones.

Anthony hadn't left Edward's arms since he'd come into the room, having no interest in his new baby sister.

"Ant, don't you want to see your baby sister?" I asked, as he hid his face in Edward's neck as our family passed the baby around.

"No Mommy, no sistah," he whined and then turned so he couldn't see me.

Liz laughed and whispered, "Emmett was the same way about Edward. Don't worry, he'll get over it … in about five years."

Emmett glared at Edward, "What are you talking about, I still haven't gotten over it," to which the whole room erupted into laughter.

A short time later, they all left so I could feed the baby and get some rest, but Edward's eyes hadn't left his daughter's face.

She already seemed to know she had him wrapped around her finger as she whined and cried at the slightest little thing.

"She's definitely not the same as Anthony." I said as I tried to teach her to latch on to my breast.

He gave a small chuckle.

"No, I'm afraid I've spoilt her already," he ran a finger down her cheek, which forced her to open her mouth and then latch on.

I growled.

"I told you overdid it while she was incubating," I remembered all the nights I lay in bed while he touched, soothed and talked incessantly to my belly. I sighed with the joy my pregnancy had been this time around. But, I also remembered no two babies are the same, as easy as we had it with Anthony, I wasn't looking forward to what was in store for us.

"When can we have another one?" Edward's smooth, velvety voice cooed, as I looked up at him in horror.

"Hush that filthy mouth of yours!" I whisper yelled.

"What?" He threw his hands up in defense. "I like you pregnant and round with my babies. I'm not apologizing for that." His eyes twinkled and as much as I wanted to hit him, I couldn't help but love his enthusiasm.

"Fine, you be the pregnant one next time." I huffed and went to pull Ivory off the breast to burp her. She screamed and fussed the whole time, not willing to burp so she could continue her meal.

As soon as Edward took her from me, she shushed right up. I felt the tears well up in my eyes. Neither of my children preferred me to their dad.

He whispered to her and she softened her cries to a whimper, and I felt the full on sob escape my mouth as Edward's eyes met mine, concerned.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He cradled Ivory in one arm and brought his other hand to wipe to my tears.

"None of our children like me," I sobbed and felt his arms come around me as he laid the baby down between us in my lap.

"Oh love, that is not true. Anthony thinks you hung the moon." He said with a kiss to my temple.

I couldn't fight the tears frustration at not being able to soothe either Anthony or Ivory.

"No, they both shush right up for you, they just scream for me," I sobbed and whined through my tears.

He smiled, helped me latch Ivory onto my breast and then he sat on the edge of the bed. His hands came up to hold my face as his loving emerald eyes smiled at me.

"You are everything to all three of us," he spoke soft and with that calm only he has.

I shook my head, unable to believe that.

He stopped my head and held my chin so our eyes were completely focused on each other.

"You are the air I breathe," he leaned in and kissed my cheek.

"You are the bestest chocolate milk maker, according to our son," he leaned in and kissed my other cheek.

"And, you are the sole provider of nourishment for our new princess," he said softly, before his lips touched mine in the softest of kisses.

I sniffled and took a deep breath.

"I love you," my words came out in a breathy whisper.

He smiled, "There's my confident and precious wife."
I smiled.

"Thank you, my loving husband," I leaned forward and gave him another kiss, to which he chuckled at me.

"Oh, so now you love me and have forgotten about breaking my hand, threatening my dick and swearing off sex forever," he moved back, as I made to swat him.

~~~~~ Uncertain Epi ~~~~~~

Three Months Later

"Anthony Masen, if you don't put your pants back on right this minute, I swear you won't live to see another day," I yelled at him from the deck in the backyard.

"No pants, Mommy. Unkie Memmet said big boys don't has to wear them," he sassed to me as he ran around the backyard in only his t-shirt and sandals.

"I'm going to kill Unkie Memmet," I swore under my breath, as I laid Ivory back in her bassinet and took off after him.

I had to chase that little stinker across the yard for almost ten minutes before I finally caught him and managed to get him back into his pull up and shorts.

I was exhausted, my boobs hurt and I was ready to throttle my big brother. I don't care if he was the best linebacker in the NFL. They didn't have anything on me as far as I was concerned. Next time I saw him, Rosalie would be lucky if she found his dick in the woods after I castrated that S.O.B.

I was in need of a hot bath, a glass of wine and some decent sex with my gorgeous husband.

"Mommy, you mean," I heard Anthony squeal at me as I stomped away from him. He could just sit there and pout all he wanted to. I was officially done for the day.

And then I felt it.

The electric static that filled the air when Edward was near.

I looked up to see the bright green, and all-too-delighted, eyes of my husband looking at me with a smirk on his face.

"Having problems, love?" his voice had a hint of sarcasm to it and I was about to explode on his ass just because he shared DNA with Emmett.

"Nothing that castrating your brother can't solve." I replied as I stopped a few feet in front of him with my hands on my hips.

"What?" he laughed and tried to step towards me but I stepped back away from him.

"That ass hat of a brother of yours told our two year old son he didn't have to wear pants. All damn day, Ant has been stripping off his clothes and running around naked. He's peed on me, the couch and anywhere outside he could.

Edward tipped his head back and roared in laughter.

I was pissed beyond fucking belief.

And of course now Ivory and Anthony were aware of their dad's presence and were screeching for his attention.

I couldn't win for fucking losing.

"They are all yours, I'm going to take a bath," I said and stormed off.

EPOV

I watched Bella, frazzled and frustrated, storm off into the house as I picked up Ivory and soothed her just as Anthony came running toward me. He attached himself to my leg before I managed to sit down and pull him into my lap.

I had to be away from the house all day to deal with meetings for the new clinic. It was the first day in months we hadn't all been together.

I knew Bella was tired and feeling a little overwhelmed having been in the house for the past couple of days. She loved our children and her life with them. But we both had some pretty major projects going on right now outside the house. Hers was currently on hold waiting for her to return to it full-time.

My dad and I had managed to get all the funding set up for our free medical clinic, and we were now working on our city and state permits and licenses. It had been pretty easy going for the most part but it was requiring me to be gone for a good length of time lately.
Ivory was indeed a much more difficult baby than her big brother had been. She was colicky, didn't sleep consistently and was very demanding. Basically she wore Bella out.

I tried my best to help out but Bella was stubborn and very, very determined to make sure her daughter knew she was the one in charge. I had worried about her having post-partum depression but Mom had assured me that wasn't what was wrong with Bella.

After a long talk with Bella, she had found out Bella was worried about becoming like her parents, that her children preferred me over her was a great source of insecurity for her and something I had really tried to be aware of. And while I had always helped with the discipline with Anthony, I focused more on trying to be in role so that Bella didn't have to be seen as 'the heavy' most of the time.

However, I could see, that right now, it wasn't working.

I managed to get both of the kids fed, changed and into bed before I ventured into our bedroom, where a crumpled Bella lay across our bed, sound asleep.

I could tell she'd had a bath as her hair was still damp, but I could also tell she'd been crying due to the tear stains on her cheeks.

I changed into my pj's and pulled back the covers before I slowly lifted her in my arms to place her under the blankets.

"Edward," she whimpered before I kissed her forehead.

"Sleep, love," I whispered and then moved to crawl in behind her, curling my body around hers.

Her body snuggled back against mine, much to my dick's lament. He was hard as a rock at having her so close, smelling so fresh and unable to do anything about it.

"I miss sex with you," she whined and turned to face me.

I groaned as her leg hitched over mine, placing her sex right at my crotch.

"I know baby," I pulled her tighter against me, "but you need some sleep, you are exhausted."

"Don't want sleep, want cock," she mumbled and began to kiss my chest as her hands slid down my stomach to my groin.

"Fuck," I moaned as her hand wrapped around the outline of my dick through my pajama bottoms.

"Please fuck me," she begged and I knew any thought of sleep was out of the picture.

"My pleasure," I growled, pushed her to her back and pulled back her robe to find her nude underneath. Her breasts were full and firm from breastfeeding and I longed for a pull of those hard nipples between my teeth. But, I didn't want to delay our time together with making her milk come in so I gently kissed each one as she moaned underneath me.

"No foreplay, just put it inside of me, please," her eyes narrowed and shined full of need as I smiled before leaning down to kiss her.

Our tongues fought for control as it quickly grew heated while she rid me of my clothes.

I slid my cock inside of her hot and ready sex, instantly feeling that sense of home being connected to her this way.

"Hard and fast, baby...please, wrap that cocoon around us and let's get lost," Bella's voice was low and filled with desire as we began to move.

"Like that," I asked with a deep and hard thrust, pulling her legs up and into my arms, bending them at the knees through my elbows. I loved the depth I felt inside of her at this angle.

"Fuck, yes, more," she demanded and threw her head back as I pounded into her.

"Yes," she moaned with each movement of my hips. I held nothing back, trying to desperately soothe the ache she felt as we moved hard, fast and heavy against each other.

"Touch yourself," my voice was demanding and forceful as I felt my orgasm build tighter and tighter. I wanted her to come before I did and I was far too close to the edge as it was.

She brought her hand between us, flicking her clit with her finger and I felt it along my shaft as I moved in and out of her only heightening my desire to explode.

Then I felt her tighten around me and I knew she was right there on the edge beside me.

"Come, love," I whispered.

I watched her fall apart in a glorious rapture with my name falling from her lips in a prayer as she fell over the side of ecstasy.

That was all it took to push me over, as well.

Her name on the tip of my tongue, over and over as I released deep and hot within her body.

Neither of us coherent as we collapsed against each other, our breathing uneven as we tried to regain some composure.

"Thank you," Bella whispered some time later, her arms wrapped around me as I held her tight against me.

"You are most welcome, baby," I said with a kiss to her forehead.

I waited a few more seconds before I finally made her look at me.

"Are you okay, baby?"

She gave me a small smile I could just barely make out in the dark.

"Yes, Edward. It was just a rough day. But, I am ready to get back to the library." I could hear the regret in her voice.

"I know baby, maybe we should talk to Esme about keeping the kids," I really was concerned about her being home so much.

"I don't want to fail, Edward," her lip quivered just before the tears hit.

I knew it was just the feeling of insecurity and part of who Bella was in the tears she cried. I also knew I couldn't ask for a better mother for my children. She loved her family, our family, fiercely. God help anyone that tried to harm them because they had met their match in my wife.

"You could never fail, love. You are the best wife and mom," I pulled her tighter against me and let my fingers run through her long hair.

We spent the rest of our time talking it through and decided on a plan to help get Bella some much needed time outside of the house.

I loved my wife and knew this too would pass. Our future was certain but we still had moments where it all seemed to hit us with the uncertainty of knowing exactly what to do and when to do it. Fortunately, we loved each other and, we'd worked through hell together and knew how to work out our problems.

Bottom line, I loved my wife and children. They were my everything. And, I would stop at nothing to make them all happy.

~~~~~ Uncertain Epi ~~~~~~

Two Years Later

I stood at the back of the room, Ivory in my arms, my father and brother on either side of me as we watched with pride while Bella stood in the front of the room. At her side sat Anthony, Annabelle, and Syrus and on the other side of her were Angela, Esme, Mom and Rosalie. She read the book with soft voices, big booming voices and turning the pages slowly as the children sitting before her watched with rapt attention.

Bella and Mom had worked so hard to get the reading programs up and running at all the local libraries. Today they were being recognized by the Governor of the state of Texas for the program they had designed for all the counties in the state to adapt.

I watched my wife move with poise and grace, her beautiful face a sight that still took my breath away. And, as my eyes wandered down to her small belly, I felt the happiness of life flow through my heart to the point it might burst.

"Mommy pretty," Ivory spoke to me and pulled me from my musings.

"She is princess, just like you," I kissed her cheek and heard my dad clear his throat beside me.

He wasn't as lucky with Ivory as he had been in gaining the attention of Anthony. This princess preferred her Nana to her Pawpaw. As she was the spitting image of my mother, her soft strawberry curls and bright green eyes with a touch of freckles across her nose, it was no wonder my father was completely smitten with her. While she may look like a Masen she definitely had Bella's stubborn streak and temperament. But, it only served to add to my love for her because she was so much like her mother.

I only hoped this new baby would come out quietly, dark-haired and brown-eyed like the love of my life. Between the spoiled behavior of our now four and a half year old son and feisty two year old daughter, this new baby had its work cut out for it already.

Regardless, it would be our last child, so I was soaking up every second of Bella's pregnancy and would cherish every moment of this baby's life.

Bella and I had talked and talked and talked about our growing family. As I was now thirty-four and Bella was barely twenty-eight, it had been a lot of back and forth. I wasn't sure that I wanted to stop with three. However, as it was her body, her career and an equal marriage, we finally agreed this would be our last one. And, she was right, I didn't have to be the pregnant one so my desire to continue to knock her up was partially unfair.

We'd had a lot of bumps in the road because we were newly married, dealing with a toddler in his terrible two's, and a new baby with both of us knee deep in fund-raising and trying to get our charity organizations off the ground.

This time around, we hadn't exactly planned on getting pregnant but when we found out Bella was indeed pregnant three months ago, we didn't miss a beat. However, we decided to let fate have its turn in not finding out what sex the baby was. We had one of each already, so it was kind of fun speculating.

Angela and Ben had a three week old at home. Bethany was the spitting image of Angela. Ivory was already fighting with Annabelle about who was going to be the better big sister, as well.

Rosalie and Emmett had found a new surrogate as their previous one, Meredith, had finally gotten married to a friend of Emmett's and had a child of her own. However, they had met Shelli at a surrogacy meeting and were now in the process of going through in-vitro with her. We were all excited about the prospect of them adding to their family. Syrus was a handful, just like his dad. Therefore they needed a new baby to settle out that house a little.

Alice and Jasper had agreed to begin trying for a baby at the end of the year. The girls were taking bets on whether or not she would be knocked up before or after Christmas. I wasn't holding my breath. Poor Jasper, at this rate, he'd be forty before my sister finally relented and graced him with a baby of his own. But, they did make an amazing aunt and uncle to our growing brood.

I loved my life.

I loved my family.

I clapped at the end of the story with the rest of the crowd and fought not to go sweep Bella up in my arms.

"Dude, don't you think you should go congratulate your wife?" Emmett razzed me and started to tease me until Ivory stuck her tongue out at him. She loved him but didn't want him to know that, so she often made him beg for her attention. She was smart, that's for sure, because he spoiled her rotten.

"I'm on my way to do that just now," I replied to my brother and began to make my way through the crowd of kids to the front of the room.

Bella's eyes met mine and she gave me the smile reserved especially for me.

"How was I?" She asked, uncertain.

"Yous was good, Momma," Ivory piped in before I could answer. Her arms went out to Bella who scooped her out of mine and hugged her tight.

It hadn't taken long for Bella to get over her insecurities about being the awesome mother she wanted to be. Soon after she stopped breast-feeding Ivory, the two of them had become like peas in a pod. And, I loved watching the two of them reading a book, singing a song or just whispering quietly to one another.

"You were amazing, love, just as you always are," I finally replied before leaning in to kiss her temple.

"Thank you for making this all possible for me," her eyes narrowed and I smirked, holding my hands up like I had no idea what she was talking about.

~~~~ Uncertain EPI ~~~~

Six Months Later

"Edward, please..." my wife begged me as her hands stroked my all-too-willing cock.

"Baby, you are exhausted and need to get some rest. You've been on your feet all day and as you are almost a week past your due date, you know how important it is for you to sleep." I was exasperated, having her beg me as she was for the past hour.

"Just fuck me, Edward," her voice hard and demanding before she turned over, got on all fours and wiggled her ass.

I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose.

It wasn't that I didn't want to fuck my wife. I was just worried about her.

I sat up and pulled my shirt over my head. Just as I turned to crawl behind her, I saw her hand rubbing her clit.

"Stop." I barked. "If you want me to put my cock anywhere near your pussy, you will remove that hand, right the fuck now."

She gasped and slowly removed her hand before lowering herself down onto her elbows.

"Hurry before your princess wakes up and comes to interrupt us," Bella whispered, as I lined myself up at her entrance.

I pushed in slow, taking my time, as I felt every inch of heat on my shaft. This might be our last fuck for a while and I wanted to enjoy it.

"Hard, Edward ... move!" she cried, impatiently.

I closed my eyes, gripped her hips and began a slow but steady rhythm as I proceeded to let loose on her body.

"Yes, yes ... that's it," she moaned and pushed back against me.

We fell into a steady rhythm; my push, her pull. It was just us, wrapped in our cocoon.

A half hour later, my eyes closed and my head filled with notions of a long night's sleep when Bella gasped.

"My water just broke," her voice sounded more irritated than anything as I sprung up and flicked on the light.

"Are you sure?" I asked as I stood up, my legs still shaky from our little sexcapade.

"I'm certain, Edward I've been having contractions for the past couple of hours," she flicked her eyes toward me then away.

I felt myself fill with rage.

"You mean to tell me you've been in labor for the past couple of hours and you let me fuck you anyway?" I all but shouted as she winced and held her stomach as another one hit.

"Yes, dammit, yes," she huffed and rolled onto her side, clutching her belly.

I huffed right back and then reached for some clothes to put on.

"Don't give me that bullshit, Edward. I was horny and I knew it would probably be the last time for a while. Get over it," she held out her arms for me to help her off the bed.

I gave her the stink eye as I helped her up and pulled some clothes out of the drawer for her to put on.

She called my mom while I called Esme to come stay with the kids so we could go to the hospital.

"Can you call Doctor King, let him know we're ready?" Bella asked as she pulled her hair up into a ponytail.

"Doing that now," I replied as I picked up her bag off the floor of the closet, my phone in the other hand, dialing the number to my former colleague.

Two hours later, Bella's grip on my hand, as she pushed through labor pains damn near broke every bone in my hand.

"There's the head, one more big push and you'll be done," Dr. King announced, as I glanced down to see a dark head of hair at her sex.

"Fuck you, Edward, this sucks," she gritted at me as I motioned for her to lean up and push again.

My mother leaned behind her and winked at me as she whispered into Bella's ear.

I had no idea what she was saying to her but the scream that left my wife's mouth let me know I was most likely in trouble.

"Congratulations, it's a boy," the doctor proclaimed as I smiled and looked at my now crying bride.

"Another son," I whispered before I touched my lips to hers.

"Love you," she managed to say before the shivers took over and mom shushed me over towards our newborn son.

An hour later, I sat on the edge of the bed as I watched Bella nursing our son, Dylan Edward Masen.

"He's so beautiful, baby," I whispered as she looked up at me with a smile.

"He really is, he looks a lot like Anthony," her eyes sparkled as she wiped a tear away from under her eye.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door followed by our oldest son's head peeking through the opening door.

"Hi Daddy, can we come in?" Anthony asked before Ivory shoved open the door and came skipping to me.

"I see baby," she declared and waited for me to pick her up.

I laughed and did as she demanded.

"Hi babies," Bella said as she spoke to our children, bringing Dylan up to burp.

"What is it?" Anthony asked, as my parents came in and shut the door to the room.

"Meet your new little brother, Dylan," I said as Bella brought him off her shoulder for them to see.

"No baby broffer," Ivory pouted, "I needs a baby sistah, like Awwabelle."

I knew this was going to be her issue as Bella and I made eye contact.

"A brother?" Anthony said, surprised. He was just as sure as I was it was going to be another girl.

"Yep, looks like we outnumber the girls now, buddy," I said and squeezed my son's shoulder.

"Yes," he said and fist pumped. He had been spending too much time with Emmett and Syrus lately.

Three Years Later

Bella

"It's beautiful outside today," I heard Edward's smooth voice come up beside me as he sat down in the chair next to me.

I smiled and nodded.

"How are you feeling today?" His concern evident in his tone as I turned to look at him with a small smile.

"Fine." I replied, quietly.

"You sure?" His eyebrow shot up, like he didn't believe me. He hated the word 'fine'.

"Daddy, tell them to leave my castle alone!" Ivory screamed from across the yard as both Anthony and Dylan tried to get into her gigantic pink monstrosity Ed, Sr. had had built for her.

"Boys, leave the princess alone. Go play in your fort or you'll go inside to your rooms," Edward yelled and they both pouted but stomped away from their sister.

"You've spoiled her," I clipped as I felt him take my hand in his.

"She's my only daughter, I have every right to spoil her," he chuckled and shook his head at me.

"Hmm," I hummed as he turned to look at me again.

He studied me for a minute, as I stared back at him before turning my eyes back across the yard to our thriving, healthy children.

"What's going on with you? Something's up," his eyes bore into me as I turned to him with my eyes narrowed.

"You need to stop spoiling her so much," I replied, flippantly.

"Bella, what the hell is wrong with me spoiling our daughter? What did the doctor say today?" His face took on a serious look and I knew I was about to burst with either laughter or anger, I hadn't decided which yet.

"He told me what was wrong with me," I pursed my lips to hold in my smile.

"What does that have to do with me treating Ivory the way I do?" He questioned me, again.

"Because how is she going to handle having to share your affections with another baby?" I asked as it didn't register on his face at first what I had just said.

I stared at him, waiting for that moment to come.

"Baby?" His eyes grew wide. "You're pregnant?"

I nodded and tried to look angrily at him.

"Are you mad?" His coy expression only made him more adorable.

The boys started squealing and yelling as they slid down the slide of their fort bringing our attention back to the yard.

"No," I spoke quietly, as we both watched our family move around the grass in our backyard.

"Are you sure?" he questioned again.

"I'm absolutely certain." I sighed as I answered him. I turned to face him, our eyes locked together.

My life made sense.

Our family made sense.

Everything in my life had a weight of certainty about it now.

I had a husband that adored me and made my life complete.

I had a houseful of children that were loved, happy and precious to everyone they knew.

Life was good.

Of that I was never more certain than I was at that exact moment.

THE END

A/N: *wipes my tears* I simply love them.

I hope that you enjoyed this journey as much as I enjoyed writing it. It wasn't always easy to stick to my guns.

I know some of you wanted more 'Irina' dealings…and I have an outtake in my head. Just haven't decided when/if I will write it and/or post it. But, eventually…maybe.

Now, I have so many people to thank but most of all I must simply thank you, the reader. This fic sat in my doc's for almost 6 months before I found the nerve to finish it. And, even then it almost didn't see the light of day due to negative feedback…but, I loved them and had faith in myself that it could be something great. It warms my heart in a way that I cannot explain that so many of you found me simply because of this fic.

I've lost team members that started this journey with me…but I thank them anyways.

I've found an amazing new team that brings me strength, always.

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