Title: Babe in Arms

Genre: Romance, Angst, drama, family

Declaim: Don't own

Chapter 1 Prologue

The soft sounds of a bristle brush raking into dark brown hair awakes in Bella's ears. Bella sits on her twin bed with her legs hanging over the mattress and her feet against the cold wooden floor. The room had long since been heated and now the cold air swelled. Chocolate brown eyes stare non-observantly at her computer desk while Bella barely realizes that she has been brushing in the same spot. Small dark rings form beneath her eyes from the lack of sleep.

Bella sighs inwardly to the emptiness that swells in her chest. The past seven months have been a blur, nothing but small fragments of struggles and tribulations. Keeping herself in the realm of numbness and avoiding any thoughts of the love that she had once had.

Bella pays not mind to the twitch of pain that bred salty tears in her eyes. A large tear hangs in the corner of her eye until blinking once. Feeling the tear rolling down her face, Bella freezes in place as the wetness travels down her cheek. Her first tear in months. Drawing her hand to her face and gently using her index finger to swipe it from her hold on her cheek.

Balancing the tear on her finger while focusing strangely at the tear before feeling a nudge in her mid-body. Both hands gently rest against the bump. A sensation of warmth courses through her hands as the corner of her lip rises ever so slightly. "Don't worry baby we'll be find." Bella unconsciously coos maternally, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her stomach is rather large; even for being in the third trimester. A strange feeling of her baby moving in her womb causes an unconscious small smile on her lips. Placing her brush on her bed, Bella slowly and wobbly lifting her heavy body to her feet as her bed squeaks lightly. Slowly, Bella strolls out of the room with the floors screeching to her weight.

Carefully, Bella walks down the stairs and into the small kitchen. Browsing through the refrigerator as the coolness sweeps across Bella's pale skin forcing Goosebumps to breed on her flesh. Grasping several ingredients to begin dinner before Charlie arrives home from work. Preparing fish for Charlie has proven to be quite difficult. The smell nearly had Bella rushing to the bathroom.

Soon after frying up the food, the front door whines as the door opens widely. Charles crosses the threshold with his boots thumping hard against the wooden floor along with the clinging sound of him removing his gun. "Bells?" Charlie calls out curiously, voice is firm.

"Here."

Charlie walks into the kitchen and immediately inhales the delicious smell of dinner. "Smells good, Bells." Charlie compliments, shifting foot to food and pursing his lips. Bella slightly turns her head to Charlie and gave hims an emotionless smile. Charles sighs inwardly to the uncomfortable silence while his eyes constantly shift from his daughter's face to her round stomach. Clearing his throat but did not grasp his daughter's attention, Charlie opens his mouth to say something but stops. Turning in place, Charlie strolls to his television.

Bella knows it's hard for Charlie to have a pregnant, unmarried eighteen year old daughter. Sighing in defeat, Bella rests the palms of her hands on the edge of the counter while leaning against it

Inhaling deeply, allowing her lungs to expand and stretch to the amount of her air she hold before releasing her bundle of air.

The idea of being a mother terrified Bella and even now, her body shakes with fear. It was never on her to-do-list nor did she ever dream of such things. Of course telling her parents of her pregnancy…. Well, Bella would have chosen to swallow a large sharp rock. Momentarily, memories of her night with him floods into her weary mind. Her memories shift to her Jasper's sudden attack which forces Bella to flinch and the painful night of his departure from her life.

Bella turns in place and leans her lower back against the edge of the counter with her eyes fading off. The sensation of pain leaks into her numb heart which she so desperately tired to shut out. The pain throbs harshly within, Bella purses her lips and draws up her hands to lean her temples into her palms. Droplets fall from her eyes and splashes against the floor. Trying very hard to control her emotion but a quick, quiet gasp escapes her lips follow by rapid deep breathing. Bella's small chesk rises and falls quickly as the horrid feelings becomes overwhelming. Dropping her hands from her face and tilts her head up with her eyes remaining close. Redness widens on her cheeks, Bella's breathing slowly becomes under control but still raspy. Cracking open her eyelids as a blurry wetness shadows her vision and Bella roughly wipes her tears away.

"Bella?" A voice of concern and uneasiness comes from her far right.

Instantly, an alarm shocks Bella out of her small break down as her eyes widen slightly. Quickly turns away from Charlie as she quickly pulls herself together. "Ummm…..di..dinner isn't ready yet, dad." Bella stammers, her voice shaky and twisting with heavy emotions.

"Are you ok?"

"Fine." Bella says quickly with her voice slightly more in control but still lace with sorrow. Remaining in her position until hearing Charlie retreating back to the living room. Swallowing a lump in her throat when feeling her unborn child move in her womb. "Its ok baby." Bella coos maternally while rubbing her stomach softly, "We're going to be ok. "

To be continuing...

It short I know...And I know there are several stories with this similar plot but I said what the heck...

AN: I didn't want to have the whole one month pregnancy thing, so I am changing a few things.