The Geek's Guide to Parenthood

Birthday

Okay, so here it is. The sequel for A Nerd Story of Love. I don't own any of this. The only thing I do own is the plot to the story and a very cool 'Geekward' mug. I'm planning on keeping the story lighthearted as can be, but there will be angsty moments. I will post warnings in the author's notes at the beginning of the chapters for fair warning.

Thanks for everyone who's faved, reviewed or read my story. I love writing SGB and Nerdella and I'm so happy that you all love them too.

Also, thank you for everyone who gave me funny baby stories. I needed some inspiration for the interaction with Kyra and her parents. A special thank you to Isabelle Masen for her help with research about appropriate baby 'movements' and milestones.

Chapter Ten: Birthday

EPOV

"Bella! Wake up, gorgeous," I said as I shook my wife awake. She looked at me blearily and wrapped her arms around my neck. "What is it, love?"

"Emmett," she sobbed against my chest. "He got us all. We were all dead. Where's Kyra?"

"I'll get her, baby," I cooed as I got up. I scooped up my baby girl and carried her to our bed. Bella took her from my arms, burying her nose into her curls. Tears were falling down her cheeks as she held our principessa. I put my arms around my girls and held them. I wanted to take Bella's pain away. But, the only way I could do that is to make Emmett go away.

And that ain't happening.

Fuck my life.

Bella slumped against me as Kyra nestled against her mother's chest. I gently picked my daughter up and put her in the pack and play. She whimpered slightly as I put her down. "Shhh, love. Daddy's here. I love you, principessa." She stopped her cries and conked out. I slipped back into the bed, holding my wife to my body. I was willing the bad dreams away. But they wouldn't truly dissipate until Emmett was behind bars or dead.

I was secretly praying for the latter. He needed to get his just desserts for killing Carlisle. I may have hated my sperm donor, but he didn't deserve to die.

I eventually drifted to sleep. I woke up to Bella cooing to Kyra in the rocking chair in our bedroom. I checked the clock and groaned inwardly. Today was my first day back on the job at Whitlock Technologies. I had done as much as I could while in Italy but I needed to actually be in the office. "Are you going to be okay while I'm at work?" I asked as I slipped out of the bed, watching Bella nurse Kyra.

"Yeah. Rose is coming over to pick up some maternity clothes," Bella said quietly. "Then Johnny is going to work with me to get me back in shape. Because Momma's got a pooch, little one. Yes. She does."

"I love your body, gorgeous," I said as crouched in front of her.

"You may. But I don't. I hate seeing my stomach jiggle," she said, wrinkling her nose. "Besides, I want to work on being able to incapacitate a grown man. I can't do that by sitting on my fat ass."

"Bella, you are not fat," I said sternly. "Jasper is fat. You are a mom."

"Fat," she said flatly. "My rolls have rolls."

"Whatever, gorgeous. You're absolutely beautiful and I love you and your body," I said as I kissed her cheek. "I'm going to shower. Then off to work. Yay!" I gave a mock fist pump before pouting.

"Try to contain your enthusiasm there, Cullen," she snickered. "Daddy is silly, Kyra."

"Yep. I'm a clown," I said. "Do you need anything?"