It was the first time fear had touched their perfect little world.

When Edward Anthony Masen finally entered the world both his parents were relieved and happy. As the small family of three cuddled in bed moments after the birth, all but the baby exhausted from the hours that had passed trying to bring him into the world, they weren’t even that bothered by the news from the doctor stating that she most likely wouldn’t be able to bare anymore children.

At that moment all they cared about was the fact that they had a perfect, beautiful baby boy. He had his father’s facial features, but his mother’s coloring which was apparent in his emerald green eyes and the surprisingly thick head of copper hair.

No, the news that their family wouldn’t be bigger than the three of them wasn’t enough to detract from the moment.

When baby Edward finally fell asleep in her arms as her husband held her in their bed, she finally had the presence of mind after a long time of staring at their son in silence to whisper, “He’s perfect, isn’t he?”

Edward Sr. had known that she wasn’t looking for confirmation, but he readily agreed as he kissed the top of her head. “Yes. Yes, he is.”

A moment later he seemed to remember something and reaching into his pocket he pulled out a five-caret, heart shaped diamond hanging on a delicate-looking, but sturdy chain and he put it around her neck as he kissed her shoulder.

She managed to drag her eyes away from their son for a moment to see what he had put on her and she gasped and whispered, “Edward, what’s this?”

There were tears in his voice as he squeezed her gently and whispered, “It’s nothing compared to what you’ve given me. Thank you, Lizzy. Thank you for making me the luckiest man alive.”

As exhausted as she was, she could hear the worry in his voice and saw that he had been scared by what she had been through. Turning her head to the side, she nuzzled his neck a bit and whispered softly, “It’s all right now, love. Both little Edward and I are all right.”

As if to emphasize this point the baby yawned and smacked his lips together as if he were hungry, opening his eyes to stare at his mother with a pout.

Both of them let out a soft laugh at little Edward’s expression and her voice was soft and teasing when she spoke, “He looks just like you when you’re hungry.”

Edward only chuckled and kissed her temple, his voice hesitant when he finally spoke, “Lizzy, do you mind if I stay in the room when you feed him? Of course, if you’d prefer privacy…”

She blinked and whispered, “Edward, of course I don’t mind.”

He seemed happy and relieved when he kissed her softly. She knew that he took her acceptance as a sign that she wouldn’t shut him out of any part of their family life, and of course she didn’t want to, no matter what society considered propitious.

No, she loved her family and both Edward and their son were now the center of her universe.