Epilogue- I Could Not Ask For More

The final playlist:I Could Not Ask For More-Edwin McCain or Sarah Evans(I like Sarah since this chapter is from Bella), Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman-Bryan Adams, My Sacrifice-Creed, In My Daughter's Eyes-Martina McBride, American Baby-DMB, That's How You Know It's Love-Deana Carter, I Loved Her First-Heartland, Laughed Until We Cried- Jason Aldean, Home-Daughtry, Life Is Okay-Michael Johns featuring Brooke White

Lying here with you
Listening to the rain
Smiling just to see the smile upon your face
These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive
These are the moments I'll remember all my life
I've found all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more

Looking in your eyes
Seeing all I need
Everything you are is everything in me
These are the moments
I know heaven must exist
These are the moments
I know all I need is this
I've found all I've waited for, yeah
And I could not ask for more

I could not ask for more than this time together
I could not ask for more than this time with you
And every prayer has been answered
Every dream I've had's come true
Yeah, right here in this moment
Is right where I'm meant to be
Here with you here with me
Yeah

These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive
These are the moments I'll remember all my life
I've found all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more

I could not ask for more than this time together
I could not ask for more than this time with you
And every prayer has been answered
Every dream I've had's come true
Yeah, right here in this moment
Is right where I'm meant to be
Oh, here with you here with me
No, I could not ask for more
Than this love you gave me
Cause it's all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more
No, yeah
No, I could not ask for more

Edwin McCain- I Could Not Ask For More

Chapter 38- I Could Not Ask For More

Bella's POV

I was sick again, for the third time in as many days. I was ready to get home and have Carlisle give me something that I could take for this. It had to be food poisoning; it had to be that little cantina we ate in before we left that side of the island. It didn't even look like it was fit to prepare food but the locals swore by it so we tried it. Even Edward was sick for two days. We both were ready to get back home and to our beds.

"Angel, is that all you want in your suitcase? I got everything off of the bed and all the stuff on the bathroom counter. What else goes?" Edward was looking better and not so pale anymore. I felt bad that he had to pack for us, good thing he was always close to Alice and she rubbed off on him.

"No, baby, that's all. The rest I can fit in my carry-on bag and I'll shove my clothes from today in the top pocket of the suitcase when I get dressed tomorrow morning. Come back to bed with me, we have to get up so early and I want some more sleep." The four year old whining voice came out but I was still tired.

The next morning was a mad dash, but we made it. We were dressed and sitting in the airport waiting to call boarding on our flight. Edward had talked me into eating a muffin and some ginger ale to wash it down. For a while it felt good to have some food in my stomach but now, well I wasn't so sure that shit was going to making another appearance. I sat for a few minutes and tried to 'will' my stomach to settle down. It didn't work and I made a mad dash towards the women's bathrooms. I hated to throw up in a public toilet, they were often so gross and disgusting. Then there was always the possibility of god knows how many people hearing you. Like I said, hated it!

When my pyrotechnics of my stomach were finally over I made my way to the sink to try to freshen up my face.

"It sucks huh?" A sweet voice off to my right said. I turned to make sure she was talking to me.

"What does?" I knew that was a really silly question considering I had just had my face in a place where most people have their ass.

"Pregnancy," she replied just as sweetly. "Now, don't get me wrong I wouldn't trade my four kids for anything in the world but no one will ever understand the constant turmoil that your body goes through when you're pregnant. I was sick for months with all four of mine." She patted my arm as she continued, "Eat about three crackers and a small sip of ginger ale before you ever put your feet on the floor and that will help you. At least it did me. Congratulations." One of her four children came running to her and I stood stunned as she ushered the child off to wash her hands.

Did she just use the P word to me?

I stood still unable to move an inch in complete shock. There was no way that I was pregnant, no way at all. I had food poisoning. Even Edward had a touch of it, so that is certainly what it was. I made my way back to Edward and sat back down. He pulled me against him as I broke out in tears. I wasn't sure why I was crying at all, just that I was.

I don't remember the flight home or the drive from Seattle. I finally got some rest and to be honest I felt so much better. We stopped at Carlisle and Esme's house to stay the night, it was closer and I was happy with that. I just wanted a bed and some more sleep.

Apparently Edward and Carlisle plotted to have me checked out, because the next morning I found myself dressed and sitting across from Carlisle at the end of a hospital bed.

He drew blood from both Edward and I because we had been out of the country and sent us home. He said he would call when he had some results. I tried to eat some toast and was able to keep it down, finally. Slowly I made my way back upstairs to try to take another nap. Just the small act of dressing and riding to the hospital had wiped me out.

Later that afternoon, I woke up facing Edward in bed. He was simply staring down at me with a large smile on his face. He was wearing one of his earth shattering smiles, weak at the knees, the whole world stops spinning type of smiles.

"What has you so happy?" I asked as I rubbed my eyes and tried to pull myself from the peaceful slumber that I was so deep into a few minutes before.

"You baby. Just you. I love you, you know that right?" His tone was soft but his words scared the hell out of me. Did he find out the results of my blood work? Did I have some strange illness you can get by eating at places that are not sanitary enough to prepare food in?

"Edward, you're scaring me. What did you find out?" I tried to push away from his chest and put some distance between us. He wasn't having any of that, he pulled me closer to him and because he was stronger he won. "Really, Edward, you're scaring me."

"You're fine, baby, there is nothing wrong with you at all. I promise." He placed small kisses along the side of my face, and I swear I could feel the wetness of tears on his face.

He pulled back and smoothed my hair back away from my face. "Baby, Carlisle got the results of your blood work. You are severely dehydrated and need some fluids. But this isn't food poisoning, you're pregnant." His voice lowered as he said the last half of the sentence. Again, I was in shock, so I just stared at his face waiting for some sort of clue as to how he felt about this news.

"Is he sure? I mean no one in the lab messed up my tests or anything, right?"

"No, Bella, there is no mistake you are pregnant with our child." He leaned down to kiss me on my lips.

"Are you okay with this, I mean we didn't talk about this and you do have two more years before you finish with your residency. How will we make this work?" The panic was setting in.

"Angel, calm down. We'll be fine, I would have liked to be done with my residency just so I can be home more and see everything that he or she does but it'll be fine. I can't wait to see our baby. Our baby, Bella, can you believe that?" His hand drifted so gingerly over my stomach.

"As long as you're sure." I searched his eyes for any sign of hesitancy but found none.

"I'm more than sure, I can't wait."

Who knew that 24 weeks could go by so fast?

I moved faster as I heard Edward bellow from the bottom of the steps. "Bella, move your ass or we are going to be late. We can't miss this appointment. She has tried three times to find out and this is our last chance. Come on!"

Our stubborn child had not cooperated for the last three ultrasounds and we were trying one final time to see if we could determine the sex of the baby.

The last few weeks had been a whirlwind of activity. We moved all of my stuff out of my room and painted it for a nursery. But I didn't want to decorate without knowing what I was having, so we were once again rushing off to try to find out.

Alice, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie all agreed that we should stay in the house with all of them. They made some convincing arguments for our staying. Jasper pointed out that we would need lots of help with Edward working all kinds of crazy hours at the hospital and me still working. Besides I really did want to have more hands around to help me out, to be honest I was scared to damn death. I never really thought I was that kind of girl. Alice, now she had her life planned out from the time she was 8 years old. She would have 2.5 kids, a dog, and a house with a white picket fence. Your typical average American family for her but I wasn't so sure about all of it. Now, however, that I had was pregnant with Edward's child there is no other way I would have wanted my life to turn out. Besides I did have Esme here in town and my mom would be coming to stay when the baby was born, so I had my share of mother's to give me advice.

Later that afternoon, I stood in the middle of the baby superstore and pushed a cart full of all kinds of pink stuff for our daughter. Finally she cooperated and showed the world all of her business. Her daddy was thrilled, I knew that he didn't really care but I knew that Edward had a soft spot in his heart for little girls. He talked about his pediatric patients for hours on end, he was always 100% invested in their care and doing all he could for them. The little girls seemed to melt his heart a small fraction faster when he had to take care of them though.

We had all of her furniture and bedding picked out. As well as every kind of baby items that a child could ever need or want. Between Esme, Alice and Rosalie we had it all in our buggy and the other two that they were pushing. Edward marched along with us like a trooper and added his fair share of things to the already overfilled carts. He wasn't fooling anyone at all, he was thrilled.

Later that night as we lay in bed, he slid in behind me and pulled me close so he could rub my belly and talk to the baby.

"Bella, have you given any thoughts to baby names. We can't call her 'Peanut' when she is born, you know." The humor in his voice was laced with a small amount of seriousness.

"I haven't really and I never called her 'Peanut' anyway. You, Jasper, and Emmett do. Why do you think about names?" Edward constantly amazed me the ways in which he involved himself in the pregnancy. For that matter every single member of our family was totally involved. Emmett came home with a new stroller for us the other day because he read online that it was the safest one for infants. What the hell he was doing reading that, who knows, that was just Emmett.

"Sure," he simply said.

"Well, are you planning on sharing what you got?" I turned in his arms and smacked his shoulder.

"Madison Claire Masen-Cullen, that's the only name I came up with."

"Edward, that is beautiful. I love it. Madison Claire it is." No other name needed to be even suggested; we had the most perfect one already.

Three days before my due date, I shook Edward and tried to wake him up. This was exactly what I was afraid of, going into labor after a twelve hour shift for him. He had slid into bed beside me less than three hours ago. I held off as long as I could for him. But the last three contractions were pretty strong and pretty close together.

"Edward, oh shit…" I trailed off as another contraction hit me. This one was only three minutes after the last one. No more sleeping for us.

"What?" Edward sat straight up in bed and immediately reached for his pager on the nightstand. I heard it slam back down as he turned to me. I was holding on to the bed frame panting through the contraction the way they taught us in Lamaze class. I knew he needed to get his shit together and soon so we could get to the hospital or he was going to be delivering his own baby.

"Oh shit, Bella, are you alright?" He rushed to my side. I pushed him towards the bathroom so he could get dressed as I continue to pant.

I heard a loud banging followed by "shit, shit, shit…" Edward immerged from the bathroom holding his foot but fully dressed. It amazed me that in the throes of labor I could still pause to take in the sexy picture that my husband presented. He was dressed in dark black jeans, a plain white v neck t shirt, and a black short sleeved button up over it. He left the button up open and had the sleeves turned up to accent the full of his muscled arms. I wanted him to throw me down on the bed and make love to me right now.

The next contraction stopped that idea suddenly.

"Bella have you called the doctor?" He took my hand and helped me move to sit on the large yoga ball that helped with my back pain. I panted and breathed while shaking my head in decline to him. He flipped his phone open and within minutes he had the doctor on the line.

He rushed to each room and told the others that we were leaving for the hospital. Each of them promised to be there shortly. They also agreed to call Carlisle and Esme, as well as Renee and Phil to let them know.

Edward rushed down the stairs with my suitcase as well as the bag of stuff I wanted to take with us. Jasper held my hand and helped me descend the stairs safely. We stopped three times before we reached the bottom, I really was beginning to worry that Edward would be delivering his own child.

My legs were thrown up and rested against Edward and Rosalie's chest as they helped me push. The doctor said one more push but hell he had said that shit four times before.

"Okay, Bella, one more push for us." He sat there on that stupid little roller stool and smiled at me with his smug ass smile while I passed a friggen watermelon out of me. I will show him one more push.

"I fucking can't. I need to rest, I'm too tired." My eyes met Edwards and understanding passed through his.

"Baby, feel this." He took my hand and passed it across the outside of my vagina. I could feel her head as well as her head full of hair. She was waiting, paused right at the edge of the birth canal, ready for her big grand entrance into our lives.

"Bring her to us, angel, push her out so we can hold her." The love so clearly showing in his eyes that it caused tears to spring to my eyes as well. He was ready to meet his daughter. I pushed for all it was worth and Madison Claire slipped right into Edward's waiting hands. He put her up on my chest and kissed my temple.

"I love you both more than you'll ever know. This is all I have ever wanted out of life, right here. You, me and her. A family."

The tears that ran from his eyes were the unashamed tears of a man getting his every wish fulfilled in one moment. I couldn't help but cry knowing that I gave him those things. I had never been so proud of any other accomplishment in my life.

Maddie was a perfect baby. She waited patiently for her milk and never fussed for long over anything. She loved each of us but her love for her daddy clearly shown in her eyes as he held her and sang to her. Edward was so patient with her and played all kinds of music for her. He read to her, he loved her more than words could ever express. She had him wrapped around her finger and I truly didn't mind, being a daddy's girl myself and all.

If anyone asked I could certainly say that I could not ask for more and that certainly life is okay.

I remember skies of blue

There was always someone who never knew

Life is Okay

I think about those days gone by

Where there was nothing but you and I

Life is Okay

Michael Johns featuring Brooke White- Life Is Okay

The End!