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His hands grazed up my arm slowly, a little hesitantly like he needed to make sure he could remain in control of his nature. His lips moved from my shoulder to my collarbone, then slowly up my neck to right under my jaw.

He stopped for a moment looking straight into my eyes, almost like he wanted to freeze time, remember everything that was happening and how it was happening. Then he pulled me down on top of him as he laid back on the bed.

My breath caught, hardly believing the he was letting this happen. I closed my eyes to his touch, feeling oddly hot despite his cold hands. Everything he did put my mind in a haze, trying to grasp the fact that he wanted me. Right now, we were together, and he loved me.

Seeming to read my mind he caught my face in his hands pushing my hair out of my face staring deeply into my eyes. "I love you," he whispered before kissing me softly on the lips.

I shot up out of bed breathing heavily. I looked around my room trying to find my bearings while rubbing my hand over my face and through my hair. I slowly got out of bed, still dizzy from my dream and made my way to the bathroom.

I splashed water on my face trying to cleanse my mind in a way. Lifting my head up, I looked at myself in the mirror. I have already gained weight in my face, and I was barely four weeks pregnant.

I groaned and shook my head, wandering back to my room. I quickly grabbed my boots and jacket. As the cool fall breeze hit my face I realized how stupid it was of me to be walking outside in the middle of the night. After everything I've seen it should make me want to always stay inside, especially now that I don't have someone who is the most venomous creature in the world at my side.

But I couldn't go back to sleep, especially with that dream on my mind. I thought I repressed that memory for my own good. I couldn't relive that night over and over again. I would go insane.

The way he held me and kissed me that night, though, made me feel as if I was the only person in the world for him. He truly made me believe that he loved me with all of his soul.

Then a week later, he was gone.

I stood in the middle of an intersection, pondering which way I should go. It was like the decision I made about the baby. One was easier, and led me straight back to my safe life. The other had a hill and was a longer way home, but it had a better view of the mountains. Naturally I took the right and started to climb up the hill.

Everywhere I went I felt like I could still feel him watching me even though I knew that not to be true. Just the thought of him haunted me more than the baby that was growing inside of me.

I still hadn't been able to block the memory of him away in my mind; instead he was in almost every thought. Whether I was wondering where he was now, or if my name ever crossed his mind anymore. The memory of him just consumed my thoughts, haunting me daily.

It was foolish really. He should be the furthest thing from my thoughts. I mean, yes I was carrying his child, but he left. He didn't want me. I meant nothing to him anymore. So why should I be thinking of someone who used me and left me as though I was nothing more than a pair of old shoes?

Because no matter how long I live I knew that I would always be in love with him. He broke my heart into a million pieces and seemed to take a part of my soul with him when he left, but it didn't matter. There was a part of me that knew he was my soul mate, even if I wasn't his.

I crossed my arms over my chest as I casually walked down the deserted street. There was so much on my mind. What do I say to Charlie or Renee? What do I say to Jacob? Do I tell them? Do I try to keep it a secret for a little while longer?

I had to tell my parents at some point. They would notice that I was gaining weight and changing my diet. Plus I would need their help to raise the baby if I wanted to finish high school.

Jacob was a different story. We had only just started hanging out. Just being around him was starting to heal me. The only problem was he didn't know about the Cullens.

He knew the story, he helped me figure out what Edward was before he told me. He didn't believe in the story he told me, however. But Billy knew. Bill knew the stories; he knew the truth. If I tell Charlie or Jacob, Billy will find out. When he finds out…

I have no idea what may happen if he were to find out. He had warned me about them, tried to get me to stop seeing Edward countless of times. If he found out that Edward got me pregnant, then I don't know what he would do.

He may try to convince me to get rid of it. He may even try to take matters into his own hands.

At the same time, though, he knew stories of ancient times. He knew all about the cold ones. What if he had a story about this? Maybe his story would be able to save me, or at least let me know a head of time if it was impossible for me to survive.

I stopped at the stop sign in from of me. A crow was resting on top of it. The crow was looking around, not really at anything, but then suddenly stopped and it's eyes snapped right to me.

I froze. Crows are a symbol of death. They are scavengers, going after the dying or dead. Was the fact that it was staring at me mean something?

I rolled my eyes and continued my way down the long stretch road in front of me.

Things were starting to go to my head. I take any little think happening in my life and turn it into a sign that I was about to die. I needed to relax. According to Dr. Booth worrying was not good for the baby, but that's easier said than done when I'm carrying around a half vampire child.

When I finally made it back to my house I quietly made my way into the darkened living room. Silently moving up the stairs to my bedroom, I realized something. No matter what anyone says to me about being pregnant, I've already made up my mind. No matter what, I plan on bringing this baby into the world.

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TWO MONTHS LATER

It was almost December. It has been almost three months since Edward left me, three months that I've been pregnant, and no one knew. I've gained almost fifteen pound, and a little bump was finally started to show. Once again, however, no one knew.

I hung out with Jacob almost every day, and yet he had no idea. Even though I was still getting morning sickness everyday, Charlie had no idea. I was surrounded by idiots.

I had to tell someone. I can't keep walking around like nothing is wrong with me, like I'm not walking with a life growing inside of me. At the same time though I couldn't face that fact that I was pregnant. It was like if I told someone, even if I said it out loud then it would be real.

Yes, I've been to the doctors. I even have a picture of the little thing. Though no matter how many times my doctor says it, or how many time I see the picture, or how many times I have to run to the bathroom before I get sick, I can't actually come to the terms with the facts.

I am pregnant.

Jacob needed to be first. I needed to tell someone besides my own family. If I told him first than maybe I could have someone on my side when I sat down with my father. I needed someone.

Charlie was gone for the day, fishing again. I tried to call Jacob to finally let people know, but Billy said that he wasn't home either.

Annoyed and lonely I made my way to my car. I started to drive. I ended up nowhere, and at the same time where everything started. Suddenly within two hours I was standing in the middle of the meadow where I first saw Edward in the sun.

It looked different than when I first was here. It looked almost barren, like a wasteland. It just didn't look as beautiful as it used to be. It was like he took the beauty of this place when he left.

Suddenly the sound of a twig snapping came from behind me. I spun around thinking it was only an animal or something. I wasn't far off. It was an animal, but not a deer or a bear like I was hoping. It was an animal I thought would no longer come near me.

Laurent.

He stood up from his crouching position and stared at me. "Bella?"

My eyes widened. "You remembered?"

He tilted his head slightly. "What are you doing out here by yourself? I figured Edward would not let you out of his sight after what happened in the spring."

Lie Isabella, a velvet voice told me in my head. "He will be here soon."

"I would have thought so. Something interesting has come to my attention though. I wanted to make sure they wouldn't have a problem with me here so I went to their home. The interesting part is it seemed like their home has not been used for some time."

You must lie better, the voice told me harsher this time. "The family has left, but Edward stayed behind to look after me."

He cocked his head to the side. "While that is believable because his scent is still on you, it's extremely faint."

What? His scent was still on me? "He left for a hunting trip, but I'm expecting him within the hour."

"But by that time I will be long gone." He started to walk closer to me. "See, Bella, there is a reason why I am back in this town. There is a reason why I came looking for you. Victoria is here as well."

He stared at him shell-shocked. James' mate who had red hair that looked as though fire was coming out of her head. "She's in town, and you're in town," I said softly.

A small smile started to spread across his face. "We're both in town with the same goal. To see you die." I froze. "You see when your Edward killed James, he started a war with his mate, Victoria. She believes that fair is fair, you know."

I stared at him, unable to speak, unable to move. He just kept moving closer and closer. I suddenly realized that it didn't matter if the baby was going to become a monster. The baby and I were going to die.

He chuckled to himself, moving closer to me. "It is strange that your Edward would allow you to be by yourself. I mean with the way he acted in the clearing all those months ago. I figure he would never let you out of his sight. Odd," he mused.

There was a ruffle behind me in the forest. Nausea overcoming me. Laurent was slowly coming closer and closer to me. Nothing was stopping him now, he wouldn't get distracted when he was so close to him goal.

He got to his point, crouching downward. "Maybe your Edward doesn't truly love you. No vampire could ever really love a human. We get distracted too easily when you are so fragile. Sad that your death won't have the same affect James' death did for Victoria."

My eyes widened. "Oh trust me Bella," he said softly, "you would be thanking me if you knew what Victoria had planned for you. I am doing you a favor."

In my eyes it didn't seem like a favor at all, but I didn't think I would have any say in this.

He was very low now, seeming like a lion almost. I felt like a gazelle or a deer stuck in headlights. This shouldn't have happened; I shouldn't have come here. It was stupid really. I knew going this far away from town, from civilization, was such a bad idea when I knew what was out in the world.

Laurent locked eyes with mine. The blood red eyes burning holes threw me. My instincts were telling me to run, but my feet were glued to the ground. Suddenly he leapt towards me.

I threw up my arms, waiting for the pain to kill my baby and me. It never came, though. I opened my eyes to see Laurent standing in front of my, staring at the forest.

I heard a low hiss coming from him, as he suddenly took off in the opposite direction from me. I stood there in shock, not quite understand what could have forced Laurent away. Unless Victoria was in the shadows…

But it wasn't.

It wasn't another vampire; it wasn't anything I believe existed even though I knew the story. I just never believed in them.

Four wolves came out of the forest. One more jumped out at the far end taking off in the direction of Laurent. The others started to take off, running faster than normal wolves. All of them except for one.

A huge reddish-brown wolf ran towards me. He stopped right in front of me and bowed his head. When he looked into my eyes I saw something so familiar about his eyes, but I couldn't place it. There was something different about these wolves.

Suddenly the wolf growled and took off with the other wolves. I knew that I should run now. I had the chance to live, for my baby to live. However, I just couldn't believe that I was safe, that nothing was going to hurt me.

I sunk slowly to the grass staring in the direction all the mythical creatures ran. I gazed after them, not being able to register that I should be running for my life and the baby's. I needed to leave.

Next thing I knew I woke up on Jacob's couch. He was sitting on the floor, snoring. His hand held mine in his slumber. I picked up his hand, trying to not wake him, and surveyed his warm hand.

It seemed almost hot. It wasn't normal. It was like he could burn me if he held his hand too long on mine. This was not right. This is not how human beings feel. There was something so wrong with him.

He groaned. "Bella?" he said sleepily.

"Jacob, do you have a fever or something? Are you okay? You feel too warm. Let's go to the hospital," I said sitting up, pulling on my jacket.

"Woah Bella," he said pushing me back down on the couch. "Trust me there is nothing wrong with me."

"No Jake, this is not normal."

"Bella," he said cupping my face, "nothing is wrong with me."

I rolled my eyes at him. But then I looked at his face, into his eyes. They were the eyes of the wolf. The same color brown, the same look in them where you couldn't actually tell how old his was because there was such wisdom in them, yet such childlike playfulness.

"Jake, how did I get here," I asked quietly and calmly.

He pulled back from me looking out the window. "Bella, you came here on your own. I actually don't know how you got here because you came directly to this couch and passed out."

"No, I was in the meadow. I remember laying down in the meadow and falling asleep."

"What meadow?"

Now I was getting annoyed. I pushed him back and stood up, pacing back and forth in the living room. "No Jake, I was in the meadow."

He stood up as well. "No Bells."

"Jake, just stop lying and tell me the truth. You were in the meadow too weren't you?"

"I don't know what meadow you are talking about," he said raising his voice and holding up his hands.

"Jacob!" I groaned. "You are the wolf that went after Laurent in the meadow!"

He stared at me, leaning back on his heels. "Bella, there is a lot that you don't understand. Don't go around-"

"Jacob, I know it was you. I'm not stupid." Well I could be taken for that way for believing I couldn't get pregnant… "Just tell me the truth. You have been avoiding me for a couple of days now. I deserve the truth. I've been through so much shit these past few months, I don't need to be lied to by my best friend."

He sat down on the coffee table rubbing his hands over his face. "You're right. I shouldn't be lying to you." He reached for my hand and pulled me towards him. "I'll tell you everything; just listen."

Then he told me everything. He avoided me because he was becoming the mythical creature he told me about. He was now a werewolf. He blamed his transformation on the Cullens coming back to Forks. He thought their presents somehow ruined his life by making him a werewolf.

Jacob spoke quickly and quietly, almost like other people could hear him. Soon I learned that that was true. His pack brothers could hear everything he thought when he transformed. And when he told me that, I knew I couldn't tell him about the baby. Everyone would know.

His pack would come after me. They would come after the baby. They would kill us both. I couldn't tell anyone. Once one person found out, they all would, and then… Then the baby and I would be in danger.

No one could ever know.


A/N: Sorry this took me awhile to finish, my charger for my laptop quite working. I hope you like this chapter. Things are going to start heating up soon ;)