BellaPOV
I did not think it could be possible. Given the facts, and everything that drove against us, it could not happen. No, there was no way that I could be...could I even think the words that could possibly change my life forever? Could I really be, well...pregnant? These thoughts ran through my head as the black dots swirled before my eyes. I was in the bathroom leaning heavily on the sink at Charlie's house. The pregnancy test with the one line for "yes" plastered in the little oval stared at me threateningly. Suddenly, I felt myself falling. Falling both into black and falling to the cool tile beneath my feet. Before I fell into the numbing black completely, strong cold arms circled my waist and a low gasp reached my ears.
Even though I knew, I was unconscious, fleeting thoughts and images moved about my eyes. Just puzzle pieces to the moment that passed what could have been seconds ago. Puzzle pieces starting with two weeks ago.
MONDAY: Edward looking at me strangely. Alice's happy squeal after having a vision. Edward, again, was looking at me strangely. This time with an exited gleam in his eyes.
TUESDAY: Just like the day before minus Alice having a vision. In addition, the almost over protection from Edward.
WEDNESDAY-SUNDAY: All the same, except feeling slightly ill in the morning.
MONDAY: The start of morning sickness. Edward being sympathetic and rubbing my back as I kneeled over the toilet, but he was still acting strange.
TUESDAY-FRIDAY: Me starting to worry about this strange sickness. Thinking that I could possibly be pregnant. Me cooking dinner for Charlie thinking about what I should do. A further flash back with Edward saying that it was impossible for me to get pregnant before we did the "deed". Then fast-forwarding to me deciding that I would go get a pregnancy test as soon as Edward went on another hunting trip.
SUNDAY: Edward and the rest of the Cullen's saying good-bye before going on their much-needed hunting trip. Later that day me walking into a pharmacy and buying the test. Me peeing on the test and then hiding it from Charlie in the cupboard under the sink.
MONDAY: After the normal throwing up in the morning, me taking the test out of the hiding place and then gasping at the one line that shows that I am indeed pregnant, dropping it, and then nothing but black.
Before I let my eyes open I told myself repeatedly that this baby would always be loved, cared for, and would live to be strong and healthy just like Edward. Edward's arms were rapped around me and I knew I was lying on the soft, silky bed that he had so senselessly bought for me before. "A miracle," he whispered in a sweet godlike joy filled voice that broke my heart. Then I realized that everything fit together like a puzzle. All the while in the back of my head, I had been pondering if Edward would accept the fact that I was pregnant. Just like a puzzle. He was ecstatic! The over gentleness and excitement in his eyes was because he was happy about being a father. In addition, so was I. I opened my eyes slowly and looked into Edward's butterscotch eyes. A small smile lit my face and I kissed his forehead.
Edward laid his head next to mine still holding me close. He began to hum. Something new and beautiful. He began to hum what I began to hear as a lullaby.