I was on edge the whole lesson. Subconsciously I was aware of Miss Wrights babbling, but no words could penetrate the chaotic disarray that was my mind.

My reason for being a jittering, anxious emotional wreck was silly, even by my standards. But somehow, that logic didn't register to me here, for I was not here; Edward was not here.

He'd left this morning, more fearful and distressed than I had ever seen him, with no explanation other than: "to know, Bella… I must know."

Of course, I had a vague idea what that meant, for he had not let the subject drop since it happened a week ago- an over reaction even by Edward's standards…

A flash of bronze and lightest white skimmed past the window. My heart skipped a beat. It was remarkable how quickly my system reacted to his presence. The sound of delicate, hurried footsteps reached my ear for further confirmation and I felt an overwhelmingly powerful urge to get to him, to see him.

There was a gentle tap at the door, Miss Wright's mesmerized look- he was here.

"Oh, Edward, do…"

Edward cut across her flushed polities. "May I please have a quick word with Miss Swan?" He hurriedly spoke in a muted voice, soft as velvet. Only I could detect the hysterical edge and the force he applied as he tried to keep his voice enthralling. The intent was clear; he couldn't let her refuse.

"Well I suppose…"

I was suddenly aware that I was on my feet, bag and things packed. I felt 30 pairs of eyes on me as I rushed to meet Edward's anxious stance. His hand was in mine as soon as distance would allow, and his icy fingers wound in and out of my own, with longing and worry.

"Thank' you." The strain in his voice was that much more noticeable now, barely held under his structured charade. I was ushered out of the room, leaving teacher and classmates gawking after us.

Suddenly I was against a brick wall, well out of the view of onlookers.

Ice cold hands cradled my face securely as his lips pressed, for a short second, to mine. - A desperate kiss that left me breathless. As I was gasping for air I felt his hands fleet over my features, my arms, my waist. His eyes swept over me, looking intently.

His stress was clear in the lines of his brow and the force of his touches. I knew I should be scared; he must have found the truth he was seeking. But all I felt was every atom of my being yearn to comfort my angel.

"Shh… Bella, you're ok." His voice was barely audible. He continued to sweep over me, reassuring him. His agitation was unsettling me, I couldn't stand it.

I brushed my palm against his cheek and his anxious eyes closed at my touch. I only noticed he wasn't breathing when he began again. Shaky gasps that slowly settled into rhythmic flows of air.

Finally I lowered my hand as his eyes flashed open, and I waited for him to start.

"Bella, remember last week…" he began slowly and deliberately, attempting to calm himself. "I was hunting and you went for a walk, remember…"

I managed, with great difficulty, not to roll my eyes. "I could hardly forget Edward. Please won't you let it lie, I was just in the woods and I lost track of time, that's all!"

"No, no it isn't," the force he applied to each word alarmed me. I could almost see the waves of anger and pain washing through him. "But, that couldn't be all, it doesn't explain why Alice didn't see, and why…" his voice trailed away.

I could see the barely restrained panic in Edward's voice. I reached for his face, taking his ice cold cheek into my hand. Again his eyes fluttered closed and he breathed raspy breathes. "Just tell me," I pleaded, reaching up to hum into his ear.

When he spoke his voice was soft, dry, and purposely clear of any emotion. "Bella, your pregnant."

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In later chapters…

"Kill me, I deserve it!"

"You can't hate me more than I hate myself" Edward couldn't believe that was true. The waves of apathy coursing through him compared to nothing.

Suddenly Edward froze as the sweetest scent in existence caressed his nostrils.

Next chapter up by 16/7/08