Carefully unraveling his sleeping daughter from her blanket, Harry placed her on his chest so they were laying chest to chest then covered her back up. Yawning so wide that he felt his jaw crack, he snuggled down into the couch and closed his eyes to rest them just for a minute. It had been over five hours since he had given birth and over twenty four hours since he had last slept, if Carlisle didn't return home soon, he was going to pass out and miss seeing his reaction when finding out that he was now a daddy. This had been an extremely tiring and emotional day. Now he understood why they called the process of giving birth labor.
"In coming," Seth warned cheekily, rubbing his hands together in anticipation.
All of a sudden Harry felt very nervous and a little scared. What if Carlisle didn't want children? He didn't count Edward, Rose, Alice, Emmett and Jasper, they were all vampires. Carlisle loved them like they were his own children, but they weren't and they were older teens, not a brand new little baby that would need constant supervision and raising. What if Carlisle got mad because of her and kicked them out? Where was he going to go? What was he going to do?"
"You and your over-dramatics. Carlisle is going to be shocked...that's an understatement actually, but he's is going to love her the second he lays eyes on her."
"Edward!" Harry cried, heart pounding in his chest. "You scared the shit out of me. You can't go popping up on people like that."
"I didn't pop," Edward said fondly. "I'm just so fast that you never saw me run in. I can't believe that you had a baby," he said in awe, dropping to his knees next to the couch so he could get a closer look at his new little sister.
"You and me both," Harry smiled. "Isn't she beautiful, Edward."
"Absolutely stunning," Edward answered, truly meaning it. "When I first started picking up yours and Seth's thoughts about the baby, I literally tripped over a tree root and fell flat on my face."
Giggling, Harry reached out and plucked a leaf from Edward's hair. "Where's Carlisle?"
Edward hovered his hand over the baby's head waiting for Harry to give him permission before touching her. "The rest will be here in about twenty minutes. Since I'm so much faster than everyone else, Carlisle asked me to run ahead. He's very worried about you."
"Go ahead, Edward, I know that you won't hurt her."
Never having touched something so small and delicate before, Edward carefully placed his hand on the baby's head and pushed her hat back so he could see what her hair looked like. "Oh, Harry, how could Carlisle not love her? He loves you so much and she is a spitting image of you. She's going to have him wrapped around her little finger...just like her mother does."
Sniffling, Harry rubbed at his eyes before he started crying tears of blood again. "You don't think he will be mad?"
"No,"Edward reassured without hesitating. One day he was going to hunt Harry's vile relatives down and slowly kill them. Even after all this time living with them and showing him what love was, Harry still doubted everything and didn't trust easily.
"Carlisle's coming," Edward smirked, fixing the baby's hat then stepping out of the way. Carlisle was beside himself with worry and he didn't want to be in the way when he came tearing in to get to his mate.
Harry barely had time to take a deep calming breath before Carlisle was at his side, nostrils flaring and eyes looking wild. "C-Carlisle?" he asked nervously, noticing out of the corner of his eye that both Madam Pomfrey and Bill had drawn their wands.
Carlisle was staring at the baby on his mate's chest taking in its sent but not really believing it. Both its scent and his vampire were screaming at him that this child was theirs. This tiny little baby wrapped in pink and purple was created by his mate and him. How was this possible?
