Story Title: Blurring Lines

Summary: AU (slightly) – It wasn't suppose to be like this... this wasn't suppose to happen. It wasn't suppose to be able to happen. But then again, with me and Edward, the lines between human and vampire always seemed to blur.

Rating: T

Disclaimer: No,Twilight isn't mine...

Chapter 1: I can't...

I could feel my hands shaking, pale and cold. I could hear my shallow breathing accompanied with the beating of my still living heart. But my eyes saw blurred edges, almost fading into black before zooming forward into the colored world once again. This must've been I dream. It had to be. There was no way...

Slowly, I brought my wavering left hand up to my right forearm, pinching the clammy skin hard. "Ouch," I muttered suddenly, as the shock of pain run up my arm. I shivered. "I am awake..." Sluggishly, I flipped the palm of my right hand face-up, unclenching my fist, peering down once again.

I felt my breathing stop for a moment as I looked, before the need to breath became dire once more and I forced myself to breath. Edward would be even less happy to have a Bella who died by oxygen deprivation... at least I hoped.

Edward...

I would need to tell him... soon. Very soon. I sighed, rubbing my eyes warily. It wasn't suppose to be like this... this wasn't suppose to happen. It wasn't suppose to be able to happen. But then again, with me and Edward, the lines between human and vampire always seemed to blur.

I backed up blindly, until I felt the cool plaster hit my back. I slid down the wall, my hair creating a halo above my head. This day just seemed to be getting longer and longer. And I would have to tell him today. I only hoped that I would be strong enough to do so... for him and for me.

"Edward," I whispered as the cool, dewy breeze hit my back as I heard the soft click of the opening window.

"Bella?" Edward questioned softly, curiously. I think he heard a quiver in my voice, he always did. Once again, I thanked God that Edward couldn't read my mind.

"Edward," I whispered again, my voice tinted with anguish.

"Bella!" Edward exclaimed scooping me in his arms. I pushed myself against him, desperately clinging to his every curve. "Bella..." His icy fingers stroked through my hair, uselessly trying to comfort me. "What's wrong?" he whispered in my ear.

I shook my head, futilely trying to burrow it further into his chest. It was almost funny, actually... Edward was my source of comfort, but it was partly him who I was scared of at the moment.

Edward held me tighter as I felt the tears start to roll down my cheeks. I knew he could feel them too. "Bella, Bella, what's wrong?" I could hear the scared concern in his voice.

I shook my head again. "I can't..." I heard myself murmur weakly.

"Why not?" Though patient, his voice had a hard edge to it now.

I hugged him tighter.

"Bella..."

Feverishly, I reached up touching his lips, tracing them with my finger before engulfing them with my own lips. "Edward..." I buried my head into his shoulder blade.

Carefully, he rubbed my back, his hand making cool circles around my spine. "You can tell me anything, Bella."

"Not uh..." I choked.

"Bella..."

I made no reply.

"My love," he said, his voice like cool velvet. His finger hooked underneath my chin, raising it up bring my face to look up at his. Quickly, I averted looking into his topaz eyes. They were like honey, sweet and alluring, bringing me further in until I couldn't back away anymore. "Bella... look at me."

My only response was a heavy breathing.

"Bella," his voice was firmer, "look at me."

Slowly, my scared, tearing brown eyes looked into his.

"Bella," he said, his voice silky and controlled. "Tell me." It was an order now, not a request.

I swallowed, the saliva coating my dry throat. "Edward..." I started.

He looked eagerly into my eyes.

I couldn't stand it; I turned my head away. "Edward," I continued, "do you remember that night?"

"That night..." he said, musingly. "There's been so many precious nights, Bella."

"But do you remember that night?"

He stared at me with apprehension. I knew he couldn't read my mind, but I thought he would have gotten it sooner. Of course, I had to frequently remind myself, he was still a boy.

"Our..." my voice faltered for a second, "our first night together. Together. Completely together." My hand reached up to the collar of his buttoned shirt, slowly unbuttoning them as I ran my hands down his chiseled chest. "Remember... recently?"

He nodded, watching me carefully as my hands continued to roam across his chest.

"Can... can..." I exhaled sharply. "Can vampires... have babies?" My voice seemed to fade as I said each word, "baby" being barely more then a breath. But he heard. Of course he heard.

His expression became stony. "Why do you ask, Bella? Do you want a baby?" he asked, sounding like he wanted me to say "no."

I ignored his question, rather deciding to repeat mine. "Edward, can vampires have babies?"

His breathing stopped. I only heard my shallow breaths fill my room.

"Edward... tell me."

His eyes closed, before he started to breath again. "Vampires... cannot have babies together..."

I blew out, trying to act nonchalant. "So a vampire can't have a baby with another vampire?"

"No," was his curt response before a piercing silence cut across the room. "Bella..."

"Mmm..." I said, looking down.

"Why?"

"Can vampires get anybody pregnant?" I answered with a question once again. I needed to be sure.

He stopped breathing again, shock clearly visible on his face. "Bella..." he whispered hoarsely. "What are you saying?"

"Edward..." I swallowed the lump in my throat. "I'm pregnant."

So... it was just an idea I came up with. If anyone wants me to continue... could you please leave a review to let me know what you think? Anyway, hope you liked it... review please!