A/N: Here's my new story! Please read and review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, SM does.

BPOV June 24th

Laying on the uncomfortable plastic bed of the hospital, I stared at the wooden door as I waited for my doctor to arrive. Jake was sitting in a chair besides me with his head in his hands. His tanned hands were tangled in his black hair. Some may ask, why were we in a hospital? Well, I'm not so sure myself. A little over two weeks ago, I found out I was pregnant. To say I was shocked was an understatement.

I, Bella Swan, am pregnant with Jacob Black's baby. I'm a twenty-four year old who lives in New York City with a job as a journalist. Now, I'm also going to be a mother. The thought of it sent my head spinning. I shut my eyes as I took deep breaths in and out. I repeated the process as I thought back to when I found out I was first pregnant.

Flashback. June 9th

My alarm clock continuously beeped in an effort to wake me up. Groaning, I flipped over in my bed and whacked the stupid object. Immediately after my action, I heard a peaceful silence. I grinned to myself and slowly brought my body to an upright position. Stretching, I looked at the empty spot next to me in the king sized bed. Jake should have been sleeping there. After all, we did share an apartment. Frowning, I recalled last night's events.

We had another argument. Lately, Jake and I have been getting into countless fights over our work, our priorities, as well as some small things like who cleans the apartment.

The past three weeks have brought nothing but stress and complications to the once simple life that I have.

Sighing, I got up from the safe environment of my bed and headed towards the kitchen. Jake was stirring on the couch, meaning he should be getting up any minute now.

Checking the time, I saw that it was 6:30 in the morning. That left me with an hour and a half before I had to get to work. I poured myself a cup of coffee and started to take a sip. My mind was already composing a list of all the things I had to do today. Just to make sure I didn't forget anything, I looked at the calendar that hung on the wall. I read each thing that needed to be completed by today and then headed to the bathroom to take a shower.

Jake was stretching on the couch as I passed him. He looked at me for a second before turning back around without so much as a smile. I scowled to myself as I thought about how our relationship was taking a turn for the worse.

Turning on the hot water of the shower, I climbed in. As I showered, I felt my tense muscles become more relaxed as I took this time to sort through my thoughts.

Once I was done, I climbed out and headed towards the cabinet. Reaching for a towel on the top shelf, I tugged the fabric down. My quick action caused me to stumble back as a small box hit the floor. I tried to gain my balance as I wrapped the towel around me and reached down to pick up the box. Once I could read the title, I immediately realized what they were. They were my box of tampons.

I picked the box up and placed it back into the cabinet as a thought struck me.

I haven't had my period yet this month.

Scrambling, I held the towel tight to my body as I rushed out of the bathroom and back to the calendar.

Today was June ninth.

I usually had my period around the very beginning of the month. Granted, it came a few days early or late, but it was always there. Now, I looked at the calendar and realized that my period was either very late, or I had missed it completely.

I debated how this could happen for a few moments before I came to a conclusion: the stress from work and Jake had caused me to miss my period. Jake brought me out of my thought.

"I don't think they would let you wear that to work." He looked smug as he took a sip of his coffee.

I glared at him and walked into the bedroom where I changed into my work clothes. The thoughts I had before were dismissed from my mind, for now, as I got ready for the day.

An hour later and I was leaving for work.

"Bye Jake." I called as I walked towards the door. The aftermath of the fight from last night was not completely gone and I added on to what I was saying to Jake. "We'll talk about last night when we get home." And with that, I headed to work.

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Arriving at the newspaper office was not a highlight of my day. In fact, it was definitely the worst part. It's not that I had horrible coworkers or anything like that, it was just the fact that it was my job. And as a realistic person, the word job made the task of being a journalist much less appealing. Because honestly, if the task was fun, then it would be called that and not a duty.

My boss, Angela, was probably the nicest boss that I've ever worked for. She was laid back and became a good friend of mine. I talked to her when I had problems, and she did the same to me. However, when it came to managing the newspaper, she could be strict when she wanted to be. She kept every person in this office on task and focused.

"Morning Angela." I smiled at her while I walked by.

"Hey, Bella. How's life treating you today?"

"Just about the same as it has been the last few weeks." I frowned and she immediately knew what I was talking about. I had told her about the fights that had been occurring between Jake and I. She knew that we were dealing with some problems and gave a slight nod of her head.

I walked into my work space and sat down. My mind was still on the topic of Jake and I tried to think back to the last time when we weren't fighting. It had been at least a month ago--

My eyes widened as realization dawned on me. About a month ago, Jake took me to a fancy restaurant on a date. It was a night that demonstrated our love towards each other because afterward we went back to the apartment and got…carried away. That was one of the last moments when our relationship was normal. But after a week, something just switched and we were bickering back and forth. It was a sudden turn of events that threw both of us for a loop. We haven't even spent a lot of time together any more. Usually, we just spend all our time at work and then go home to eat over a silent-- and slightly awkward-- dinner. Then, we would do it all over again the next day.

As I thought more about that night that felt so long ago, I connected it with my missing period. I shook my head as I tried not to believe it. I let my head fall to the table and I tried to think clearly.

In the end, I decided that I would go to the store during my lunch break to buy some tests and would then see if my theory was true.

For the next four hours, I tried to keep my mind occupied with work.

When my lunch break finally came, I bolted out of my seat and grabbed my purse. Heading towards Angela, I told her I was taking my lunch.

"I'm going to take my lunch break. I'll be back in an hour." I said in a rush as I bounced up and down waiting for her answer.

"Okay, is everything all right? You look kind of nervous."

I shook my head frantically in a 'yes' manner and ran towards the elevator. Our office was on the fifteenth floor so I paced back and forth as I ran my hand through my brown hair. When the elevator dinged, I jogged out of building and walked to the closest store I could find.

I spent the next half hour looking for pregnancy tests. When I finally found three different brands, I made my way back to my office building and headed straight to the bathrooms. Following the instructions, I took each one and waited in excruciating silence as I waited for the answers. I silently hoped that the tests would tell me negative. Unfortunately, my prayers went unanswered. Each test held a positive sign and confirmed my worst nightmare. I was pregnant.

I sank to the floor and sobbed into my hands for a good fifteen minutes before I decided that it was time to head back to my workspace.

I stood up from where I was sitting and turned to look in the mirror. Standing before me was a reflection of me with red puffy eyes and my hair in disarray from my hands combing through them in my frustration. I fixed myself to the best of my ability before walking back out and into the office. Angela immediately spotted me and walked over to me.

"Are you okay?" Concern was laced in her voice and I tried to give a small smile. She saw right through my little act and escorted me to her office. She shut the door behind her and gave me a chair to sit in.

"Tell me all about it." Because of those five words, I broke down and retold her my story.

I finished it with two words, "I'm pregnant."

Angela's eyes were wide in shock and she rushed to my side as she tried to calm me down.

"Oh, Bella! You've been through so much today. Maybe you should just go home and relax. Today isn't really busy anyways."

Grateful for her offer, I gave her a weak smile and began to stand up.

"Thank you," I whispered. I gathered my things and headed home.

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For the rest of that day, I contemplated on how I would tell Jake. I didn't come up with a very good solution, so I ended up going to the store and bought the ingredients to his favorite meal. I cooked for the rest of the day and waited until Jake came home at five-thirty.

When he walked in, he didn't notice the dinner on the table at first. Instead, he shrugged out of his coat and made his way to the fridge where he took out a beer.

"Hey, Jake. I made dinner." I wrung my hands nervously as I watched him turn around. He noticed it was his favorite dinner and his eyebrows rose in suspicion.

"Why did you make pork chops? You know they're my favorite but I can't think of any certain reason why you made them. I know for a fact today isn't a special occasion." He glanced at me wearily.

I let out a frustrated sigh and began to answer. "Can't a girl ever make her boyfriend a nice dinner without having a reason? It's called being nice, Jake. Something you wouldn't know of." My patience was thinning, as it did every time I was around him as of recently, and I was starting to sense another fight coming on.

"Calm down, I was just saying." He said with his hands in surrender.

I narrowed my eyes. "Let's just eat. Okay?" I plopped down in a chair and began to shove food into my mouth. He did the same and we ate in silence once again.

After a while, I decided to break the silence.

"Jake, we need to talk." He lifted his hand as I looked straight into his brown eyes.

He sat his fork down and folded his arms across his chest. "Yeah. I think we do too."

"Well, I know we had our rough spots these last few weeks…" He snorted and I gave him a pointed glare.

"I know what you mean, and I want this fighting to end." Jake said. I waited for him to continue, but he didn't. So, I just said the first thing that came to my mind.

"Jake, I'm pregnant." The words spilled out of my mouth before I even had a chance to think about the consequences. Jake sat there frozen. I took this chance to continue, "I'm not asking you to marry me because you and I both know that we wouldn't be able to handle that. Instead I'm asking you to just be there for me to help with the baby. I don't want my child to be raised like I was. My mother walked out on my dad when I was little. She took me with her and I grew up without a father. I don't want my baby to feel the loneliness that I felt." I placed my head in my hands and whispered, "I didn't expect this to happen. I'll be a mother at the age of twenty-four! I just never saw this coming."

I felt hands wrap around me. "It will be okay Bells. I know we had our fights, but I'm willing to be in this baby's life. After all, it takes two to tango." I looked up at him and smiled.

"Thanks, Jake." The rest of the night, we talked about our future. He would always be there right by my side through the whole thing. Somehow, this baby growing inside of me brought Jake and I to agree on some level. Maybe the baby would bring us closer together and fix our relationship. Who knows. All I know is that Jake and I will be together for the baby's benefit.

--End Flashback--

A quick nudge to my shoulder brought me back to reality. I was back in the hospital room with Jake. A female doctor had entered and looked at me with a smile. Her dark brown hair was gathered in a ponytail as she came to stand next to me.

"Hello, Bella. I'm Doctor Stanley. You ready for the ultrasound?" I nodded my head and closed my eyes. "This may feel cold, but don't worry."

I squeaked out an okay before I felt the cold gel on my skin. The doctor pressed a device onto my stomach.

"Okay, let's see if we can find this baby." I opened my eyes and looked at the TV screen. Jake was squeezing my hand as we continued to look at the screen. The doctor moved the device around my stomach before giving up and excusing herself out of the room.

I gave Jake a confused look and he just shrugged his shoulders. The doctor came back in a few minutes later. This time, another older doctor came in and repeated the same thing they had done just minutes before. He was an older man with wrinkles on his forehead and bags under his eyes.

The doctor sighed and looked at me with sadness etched in his features.

"What's wrong?" I said, worry laced in my voice.

The eyebrows of the older doctor knitted together.

"I'm afraid there isn't anything living inside of you." I frowned as I tried to grasp what he was saying.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm sorry. But you had a miscarriage; you're no longer pregnant."

Those few words brought my world crumbling down.

A/N: So this is my new story! Hope you liked it. My other story--Lies, Truths, and Getting Hurt-- will still be updated regularly. So no worries. Reviews make me smile and make me want to update.

Love,

Kristi