This takes places a couple months after Abby's 1st birthday. They'll be a couple of flashbacks to catch everyone up. I hope you like it and please review. Also check out my new story "Split Second". Thanks for sticking with me through everything and I hope you like it!
My life has been nothing but pure happiness for the past couple of months. Edward and I have never been better. Ryan was healthy, although he didn't sleep well during the night. Edward was a hero at getting up at night so I could sleep. We were finally moved in to our new cottage with help from the family. I finally felt like my life was finally where I wanted it to be. The best thing of all is Edward finally agreed to change me in 1 month. Abby was a thriving, happy 1 year old and we couldn't be more pleased. She has even started to walk. Carlisle said she was a little late, that most babies started walking by 9 months. But said that since she was always being held by someone, she had no reason to walk. I remember when she took her first step.
I was holding onto Abby's hands as Edward was sitting on the opposite side of me holding her favorite blanket.
"Go walk to daddy" I whispered in her hair
She reached her hands out and took a step forward, falling but I reached out to catch her.
"You can do it" Edward encouraged waving the blanket in front of her.
By this point Rosalie and Esme had come into the room and were watching our attempt with amused expressions.
"She won't do it" Rosalie laughed "You've been trying nonstop for days"
"Yes she will, she does has to get the hang of it" I was determined to prove them wrong
"Come get daddy" Edward cooed holding his arms out
This time a small crease formed between her eyes and she took another step, then another, then another. I gasped and clapped my hands together encouraging her to keep going. She made it to where Edward could grab her hand and she fell into his arms.
"My big girl" he hugged her "You did it"
We all clapped and she smiled a huge grin, knowing that she did it.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by Abby crying, indicating that she was up from her nap. I stood up from the rocking chair in Ryan's room, shutting the door on my way out. We've been trying to keep them on a sleeping schedule but so far it wasn't working. When I walked in she as standing up in her crib chewing on the bars.
"Hey don't bite that!" I scolded
She looked at me then smiled before continuing to bite on the wood. I sighed and walked over grabbing her from the crib. The down side of all this was she was destructive and we couldn't look away for 2 seconds without her breaking something. Yesterday Edward and I were watching TV in the living room and she somehow managed to walk into the dining room and knocked over one of Esme's vases. Luckily it fell on the opposite side of her so she wasn't hurt, but Esme wasn't too pleased. Edward was currently at the store buying a new one. I quickly changed her diaper and put her on the floor.
"Stay in the room" I told her sternly
I quickly made her crib and threw her diaper out and no doubt a loud thump sounded followed by crying.
"Damn it" I muttered rushing out of the room
Abby was lying under the bed in our room sprawled out on the floor. I quickly picked her up and saw that a bump was already forming on her head.
"Did you fall?" I cooed trying to calm her cries
She was screaming bloody murder but I knew the fall itself probably scared her more than anything. She grabbed onto my neck for dear life and I bounced her anxiously. I pulled her back and sure enough the bump was growing with increasing speed.
"Oh you really got your head huh?" I said reaching out to touch it "Let's go get you some ice"
I walked into the freezer to get her an Elmo ice pack. I grabbed a paper towel so it wouldn't be so cold. I went over to the couch and sat her in my lap, flipping on a cartoon to keep her mind off the ice. I held her arms away and placed the ice on her bump and she immediately screamed.
"No mommy" she cried pushing and kicking
"You need some ice; it'll make you feel better"
"Look, mommy will do" I placed the ice on my head to show her it was fine
After a couple of seconds I put it on hers and I had to hold her arms down but she finally let me leave it there. We sat watching cartoons for about 10 minutes till she was just whining.
"Hurt" she cried
"I know, you need to slow down. You're too rambunctious for your own good"
I heard the door open so Edward must have been home.
"Hello?" he called
"In the living room"
He rounded the corner but looked panicked as soon as he saw how we were sitting.
"Miss Abigail here fell head first off our bed and has a pretty nasty bump" I explained
He kneeled down next to me and removed the ice from her head. She leaned away from him when he went to touch it.
"That a pretty big bump huh?" he sighed
"It looks much better then it did" I assured him
"Hurt" she said again
Edward looked at her sadly; even the slightest bump could get him upset.
"I know princess, do you want daddy to put ice on it?"
"Yea" she cried reaching out for him.
He sat down next to me and I placed her on his lap. She let him put the ice on her head much faster than she let me. Edward was whispering sweet nothings into her ear and she sat still playing with his free hand. I leaned on his shoulder and he kissed the top of my head.
"I guess she likes when I put ice on her head better"
"Shut up" I slapped his leg playfully
As if on cue Ryan started crying through the monitor needing to be fed.
"Right on time" I laughed
Ever since we brought Ryan home Edward and I haven't had any alone time. We were either running after Abby or Ryan, or being interrupted by the family. Even at night when both kids were asleep, I was too tired to do anything and usually crashed around 9. Ryan was kicking around in his crib and screaming, wanting to be picked up.
"Hi baby" I cooed
He was doing really well. His facial expression was so fun to watch, but I also got a kick out of the faces Edward made at him. He's still really tiny for his age but Carlisle said that he'd probably always be that way. We haven't had any issues with his shield since an incident with me.
The one thing Ryan hated was having his diaper changed. He would kick and scream and do what ever he could to get out of it. It usually took both Edward and I to do it. I grabbed him out of his crib and laid him on the floor. He liked to squirm and I didn't want him falling off the changing table. I quickly undid his pajamas and no doubt he started screaming.
"I know baby"
Not to mention that he had a really bad diaper rash so it was probably even more painful. I quickly put some diaper rash cream on but just as it touched his bottom, he screamed, and before I knew it I was across the room. I landed on my arm pretty hard and I cried out.
"What the hell?" Edward screamed running into the room
I looked back and Ryan's shield erupted from him. I don't understand, it was supposed to happen when he was in danger. I couldn't be the danger could i? No, there must be something outside he can sense. I immediately got panicky and looked at Edward who ran over.
"Are you alright?" he worried helping me sit up
"No something's wrong, there's danger"
I tried to sit up on my hand but it hurt too much, of course he caught this.
"Love everything's fine, no let me look at your arm please"
He probed it so delicately but it still hurt.
"Ow" I hissed moving away from him
"Looks like you sprained your wrist. What were you even doing that this happened?"
He motioned to where Ryan shield was diffusing.
"I was just changing his diaper and he started screaming and before I knew it I was over here"
"Let me go put him down for a nap" he quickly left me on the floor and I watched as he lifted him with ease and put him back in the crib.
"Come on" he lifted me up from the floor and we walked into the bathroom where he pulled an ace bandage out from the cabinet. He easily lifted me up on the counter so he could wrap my wrist.
"Only you Bella" he laughed
I didn't find the humor in it though. How could my own son think I was dangerous? I let a tear slip.
"Am I not a good mom?" I cried
He looked p at shocked "Why in hell would you think that?"
"Ryan thought I was dangerous…"
"He thought he had to protect himself…from me"
"Stop it! That's not what this is about. He probably just got mad and wanted you stop"
"Still" I sniffed
"Remember when you were with the…Volturi"
I nodded, not wanting to remember.
"Well Ryan protected you…Caius couldn't touch you, only Emmett, jasper, and I could get to you. He knows the difference sweetie, he just a baby a simple diaper change could set him off. It could've been me, you, Carlisle, or even Rosalie changing him and it wouldn't have made a difference"
"You always know what to say" I smiled
"You bet I do"
I quickly fed him and brought him out in the other room. Abby was now playing quietly on the floor with her doll house. I went to sit on the couch next to Edward while I cradled Ryan close.
"There's my boy, I missed you"
"Did you find another vase?" I asked
"Yea, a very expensive vase"
"Since when is money an issue?" I laughed
"It's not, it's just that I have you and two kids to look out for now and I don't want to be spending it on stupid things like vases"
"Well we wouldn't have to if we were watching our daughter better"
"She's one, what do you expect?"
"You know that I'm right?" I said sarcastically
"You're always right love" he gave me a phony smile
"Uh huh, sure I am"
The rest of the day was pretty laid back. We ate dinner around the table even though I did most of the eating. The kids went to bed early so Edward and I curled up on the couch and watched a movie.
"I like having our own place" he whispered into my hair "So I can do this"
He leaned down so he was now hovering over me and he pressed his lips to my neck. Then he moved to my lips while I tangled my hands in his hair. And well, let's just say that for the rest of the night we reminded each other how much we love one another.
I could hear the phone ringing but I wasn't really awake. I turned over and buried my face into the sheets but of course Edward got up.
"Hello?" I heard him whisper "Renee? What is it?"
My mom? She would only call if something was wrong. I got out of bed, wrapping my robe around myself; I went to stand next to him.
"She's right here" he passed the phone over and shrugged his shoulders
"What's wrong mom?" I asked, getting right to the point
"I'm so sorry for calling so late but I have some very bad news. I think you need to get here as soon as possible"