Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Game Of Love

By Momma2Fan

Chapter 16:

Separations

BPOV

I was lazing around on the couch, watching the Mariners losing to the Rays. We were down four runs and I was actually getting irritated. The errors being made by both the infield and the outfield were out of control. I was wishing for a direct phone line to Sam in my living room.

“Bella, honey, you need to calm down. Getting this excited isn’t good for you or the baby.” Esme berated.

“Sorry. I just can’t believe how shitty we’re playing.”

Esme smiled at me, before turning back to the game. “Edward isn’t playing well because he’s worried about you.”

I looked over at the woman who was like a mother to me. “Esme, can I…Has Edward said anything about the baby? Is he really happy about it?”

“Bella I haven’t seen my son this happy in a very long time. You and my grandchild are the reason for that.” Esme smiled and patted my knee.

I turned back to the game and watched as we lost. I was going to be making a phone call to Sam later this evening. Actually, I think I will right now.

“Esme can you hand me my phone, please.”

She handed my phone to me and I called Tropicana Field. I was immediately patched into the team’s locker room. Caius answered on the second ring.

“Hey, Uncle Caius, is there any way you can put this on a speaker or something. I need to yell at my guys.”

“Sure thing, Bells.” Caius chuckled.

I heard some shuffling and then I heard a lot of chatter. “Esme you might want to cover your ears.” I pulled the whistle out of my pocket. I blew as hard as I could and I heard muffled curses over the phone. “Do I have all of your attention now?”

“Yes!”

“Well Miss Swan, what can we do for you?” Sam’s voice greeted me.

“You can all sit down and shut the hell up.” I waited until Sam told me everyone was seated and ready to listen. “I have never seen such bad ball handling in one game in my life. Did you guys forget how to play? Whitlock and Crowley, we want to strike the batters out, not let them hit all afternoon. Cullen, Rossi, Yorkie and Clearwater, did you want to try and get the runners out? It looked to me like you were helping them win. Cullen I have never seen you miss so many easy catches. You know you are the beginning of the stop. If you can’t get them out at first then dammit, Rossi, you have to get them at second and on down the line guys. Don’t even get me started on the outfield. You guys did not earn your paychecks today. Get your shit together.”

A collective of ‘yes ma’am’s’ was heard around the room. Bella hung up and went to rest, having expelled a lot of energy getting upset.

~~GoL~~

EPOV

I sat looking at the floor after Bella’s call. She had really let us have it. I knew I was playing like shit. My head was back at home with her and the baby.

“Geez, Cullen, the boss lady came down hard on you. Is she like that at home too?” Newton chuckled as he walked by.

“Fuck off, Newton.”

I headed to the showers and then got dressed before heading back to the hotel. We had one more night here in Tampa, before heading back home to face the Yankees. At least we were home for a while, I hate being away from Bella. We had been on the road for a week and I missed my girl.

I unlocked my room and went in shutting the door behind me. I was barely inside before I had my phone at my ear calling home.

“Hello?”

“Hey, baby. Did I wake you?”

Bella sighed, “No. Are you okay? I wasn’t too hard on you was I?”

“No, I know I was playing like shit. I just can’t stop thinking about you and the baby. How are you feeling?”

“Edward, we’re fine. Your mom is taking care of us. I’m not doing anything to strenuous, except watching you guys lose.”

“Sorry, babe.” I hated we were losing and causing her stress. “Maybe you shouldn’t watch.”

“Edward Anthony Cullen. I have to watch. What kind of owner would I be?”

“A pregnant one.” I chuckled.

“Ha, ha. I have confidence in you guys. I know you’ll pull out a win tomorrow and then you’ll come home and beat the Yanks.”

“Okay, okay, enough shop talk, I would like to talk to my fiancé please. Have you thought about a date yet?”

“Well, I was looking at October, but if we make it the series I may want to wait until November. I want to be married before the baby gets here.”

We talked more about the wedding and dates, finally agreeing that the last Saturday in October would be perfect. That way it was after the series and before her due date. I finally said goodnight when I heard her yawning.

“Get some sleep, sweetheart. I love you.”

“Mmm, I love you.”

~~GoL~~

I woke refreshed the next morning and ready to play. I hit the locker room early and decided to make use of the workout room. It was only six in the morning, so I had the place to myself for the next half hour.

By seven, I was sitting in the sauna when Emmett and Jasper walked in.

“Hey,” Emmett said as he took a seat.

“How long have you been here man? We stopped by your room earlier.”

I shrugged, “I got here around six. I needed to think and get in the zone you know. Bella had a point yesterday. I have been playing like crap this whole series. I’m surprised Sam hasn’t pulled me yet.”

“I almost did,” Sam said coming in. “Then I thought about it and decided I would find out what’s going on for myself. So, wanna clue me in?”

I hung my head. I knew I couldn’t avoid it forever. Looks like a press conference for me and Bella in the near future. “Remember when Bella was in the hospital during the all-star break?” I watched as heads were nodded. “Well we kind of kept part of her illness out of the press.”

“Wait, what?” Emmett started.

“Is she sick?” Jasper wanted to know.

I shook my head, “No. I mean she is still recovering from the pneumonia, but it’s more complicated than that. She’s pregnant.” Silence. I wasn’t expecting that.

“Congratulations.” Sam was the first to speak.

“Thanks. We’ve been a little on edge, because pneumonia can be dangerous for pregnant women, so she has to take it easy. No more traveling and she can’t come to the stadium anymore.”

“Wow, no wonder you’ve been distracted.”

“Thanks Em. I just need to focus. It’s hard since we’ve been gone for a week.”

Emmett smiled, “Well then let’s go get a win and get you home to your girl.”

I smiled and followed them out to the locker room. We got each other fired up while dressing in our uniforms. When I took the field and stood in my position, I felt a confidence I hadn’t felt in a week. We did manage to pull in a W and headed home, one step closer to the playoffs.