Chapter One

Bella's POV

"Hello?" the voice like golden wind chimes answered.

"Rosalie?" I whispered. "It's Bella. Please. You have to help me." There was a deafening silence on the other end, and it seemed like an eternity before she answered; the only sound I could hear was my ragged breath.

"Why should I?" Her voice was like venom as she lashed out at me. I swallowed hard, and blurted the only thing that would stop her from hanging up on me. "I'm pregnant." My eyes flashed to the door where Edward had rushed away with the bags to make sure he hadn't heard me. I had no idea how long it would take him to gather some food and come back for me. I started to shake, and for a moment I thought I would drop the phone.

"Are you sure?" Rosalie's voice was hard and firm but I thought I heard a hint of urgency in it. I ran a weak hand over my stomach and glanced at the door again.

"I- yes, I'm sure. You have to help me-" I checked over my shoulder and dropped my voice lower. "Edward…Edward wants Carlisle to-" I couldn't finish. My hand flew to my stomach again and I rushed to the bathroom. I shut the door and locked it, then sank slowly to the floor.

"Rosalie, you- you have to help me."

"I will, I will, you just have to listen to me." Her voice was calm and soothing but I still heard that edge hidden deep within. "Where is Edward now, can he hear you?"

I looked over my shoulder once again, even though the bathroom door was the only thing behind me. "I don't know where he is. I told him to pack some food, but I…I just don't know where he is." I heard her sigh loudly, and shivered, my stupid humanness was going to get my baby killed. The thought made me cringe and hug my stomach. "I'm in the bathroom." My voice was so soft I could hardly hear it but I knew she could.

"Okay listen to me, I will figure this out. Just don't say anything to Edward; I will be at the airport when you arrive. You can't trust Edward right now, he's not himself." She let that sink in for a moment and I started shaking again. "You have to trust me, for your child's sake. Trust me." Tears welled in my eyes, and they began to stream down my face uncontrollably. "This is your baby, it's up to you to protect her." I didn't have the strength to tell her I thought my baby was going to be a boy. "You have to trust me." I nodded to no one, then whispered, "I do."

"Now go before he hears and don't tell him anything." Her words were out so fast I didn't even register them until the other line was dead." I clamped the phone shut and just sat on the floor for a long time. I'm not sure how long I was there but soon I heard the softest knock on the door, just above my shoulder.

"Bella?"

I stood up slowly and swallowed hard trying to make my voice sound even. "I'm almost ready." I didn't say anything else and neither did he, so I walked to the sink and washed my face then slipped the phone into my pocket. My reflection in the mirror looked foreign to me. I spun around and left the bathroom.

"Bella," We were sitting on the plane, and the darkness coming from outside drenched the other passengers. His voice was a whisper and I barely heard him. I felt his perfectly smooth had on my cheek; goose bumps ran up my arms from the shock off his ice-cold hands. I had been staring out the window, into the black night. I turned my head so it rested in his palm. "Why is the world against us?" I murmured. I felt safe with him so near me. His face was hidden in the darkness but I heard a revolted noise from the back of his throat. In a second, I was in his lap, with his hard arms wrapped around me. I hadn't felt him take my seatbelt off but I slumped into his chest anyway. Exhaustion washing over me, it was so overpowering. "Shh, this will all be over soon, Carlisle will take care of it." My body stiffened next to him but shockingly he didn't notice my change. "I'll take care of you, I won't let it hurt you." I felt his hand running up and down my back soothingly. His voice was so hard and icy it jolted me into reality. He hated my baby; he was going to hurt him. "Uhh." I didn't recognize my own voice. I jerked away from him and scrambled to get up. His response was startling. First he removed his arms and gently picked me up and set me on my feet, and suddenly I was standing. The sudden motion was so startling that I almost fell forward onto him. Then he was on his feet and we were standing, cramped between the tiny space between out seats and the ones in front of us. "Bella? Bella, are you alright." His voice was sharp and worried in my ear. I shook my head and pushed his arms away. "Bathroom." I whispered, there was no physical pain, just emotional. He started to move me toward the bathroom, but I stopped. "No." It came out weakly, but he made no further movement. I saw a flight attendant moving towards us, but I rushed away and closed myself in the tiny room.

A thought entered my mind as I sat on the floor with the blinding light shinning in my eyes. Would he tell the flight attendant I was pregnant? Or would he would he make up something else, like food poisoning?

I pressed my cheek against the wall and closed my eyes. It felt like only a moment later that they opened again and realized I had fallen asleep. My feet moved me from the floor slowly and I took a drink from the sink. I'm not sure how I got back to my seat but Edward helped me settle into it "Are you alright?" His voice sounded a hundred years old, but I shook my head and snuggled into the blanket he had gotten me a few hours ago. I pressed my forehead to the window and closed my eyes and I felt his fingers brush my cheek so softly and slow. "Sleep." I mumbled and sunk lower into the seat. I couldn't make my eyes open and look at his face. Sleep consumed me, and I slipped into darkness.

This story will be continued and there may be a chance it's from someone else's point of view. You will have to read to find out. R&R