Monday, December 13, 2010

WYWG Ch 9 Teaser

Short and um... Yeah, blame the Beta Dude.

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My hands automatically came to rest on my stomach as I thought about just how lucky this baby was to have him.

Rosalie followed my movements, watching my hands still over the baby. Her face crumpled into the most heartbroken look I’d ever witnessed, and she snatched her arms away from Edward and took a step to the side.

“Show me,” she said, taking a deep breath.

I took a chance and looked over at Edward, who was still focused solely on Rosalie. He dragged his hands through his hair, taming it slightly, and then nodded.

I lifted my shirt up just enough to expose my stomach. She stared at it blankly for a moment before starting toward me again.

Esme and Edward were crouched in front of me in an instant, but I didn’t need their protection. My body shook with the need to phase, to keep both the baby and myself safe. A snarl burst from my chest as the room vibrated. Everything went hazy…

TMWCBM Epilogue Teaser

*tear*

This pic tease is for the outtake that'll post on Weds with the epi:




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Epi Teaser:

Once Carlisle and Esme arrived, we all headed inside and took a seat. I kept the girls occupied with a snack until the ceremony began, and then quieted them down and turned their attention to the front of the room, where the professors were taking their seats in front of a wide aisle.

It was incredibly formal, and the girls, surprisingly, managed to be quiet until they spotted Bella down on the floor. It was all I could do to keep Ellie from screaming “Mummy!” down at her. She grinned and waved up at them, which of course, caused Audrey to cry for her.

“Shit,” I murmured, scooping her up so I could take her outside. My God, she was absurdly loud. People were going to start glaring at me if I didn’t get her out of here soon.

“I can take her,” Alice offered. “You stay here and watch Bella.”

“You’re sure?”

She nodded. “Give her here, Edward. You shouldn’t miss this.”

I handed her over to Alice and sat back down, letting Ellie crawl into my lap and watch the rest of the ceremony.

“Daddy?” Ellie asked curiously in the midst of what seemed like the thousandth time we’d clapped that afternoon. “Is Mummy going to be able to fix my boo-boos like Papa?”

My brows furrowed. “How do you mean?” I whispered back.

“Mummy said she was going to be a doctor. Like Papa. Does that mean she can fix people at the hospital like he can too?”
I chuckled and kissed her long, blonde hair. “No, baby. It just means she went to school for a very long time. Your mum learned about books, not medicine.”

“Oh.”