Summery: Her parents' death had left her with her new born baby brother. Claiming him as hers, she heads to her father's; how is she going to cope, especially, with green-eyed jerk who already thinks so low of her… EXB, AH AU OOC, Canon-parings.

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You Don't Know Anything

Chapter Two

BPOV

Beep… beep… beep…

Would some one stop the beeping already… what's going on… I'm sure mom wanted revenge since I had slept in the other day and changed the stupid alarm!

"Is she awake?" a familiar female voice whispered from somewhere beside me. And I tried to will my eyes to open, but the pounding in my head made them yield to stay close.

"I think she will be soon, she hit her head pretty hard…" the familiar male voice whispered near me.

"James…" I asked in a low hoarse voice, still not being able to open my eyes. "Bella! Bella, are you okay? Let me call the Doctor…" and I felt him speeding away from my side.

I tried to move my body and started to open my eyes; squinting while my eyes fluttered opened, trying to focus on the surrounding and on the speeding beeping sound. I locked eyes with a familiar pair of icy-blue ones that were full of concern.

"Tanya! What are doing here? Umm…" I looked around me scanning where I was laid, registering how I had wires on my body connected to the now 'going-nuts' heart monitor. What the hell! "Tanya… where am I? what happened?" why was Tanya here? I looked around trying to concentrate to make sense of my surroundings.

"Um… don't you remember, dear? You had fainted and managed to hit your head while at it…" she looked at me cautiously, trying to help me sit up. Tanya was James' mother and she's my mother's best friend. Mother… I gasped loudly.

MOTHER! Suddenly, everything came rushing into my mind…

Phone call… James… Hospital… Officer nitwit 'telling' me everything… Phil… DEAD! Mom… I gasped another time… Where is MOM... and then I gasped some more. Getting the air in and out of my lungs suddenly became a huge effort and I started hyperventilating.

"Bella! Bella, calm down, please… honey. Everything will be fine, sweetie. Everything will be okay… Breathe, Bella… take some deep breaths for me… that's it… good girl" James kept rubbing my back in soothing circles trying to calm me my God, my mother…

"James, my mother… how is she now? How is the baby? Is she better? Can I see her now? Please, tell me she's better…" all questions came out of my mother in a rush as I tried to get out of bed to head out to see my mom. But he stopped me and pulled me back to bed. "Bella, honey… are you okay? How are you feeling now? Does your head still hurt? Are you feeling dizzy or nauseated? Are you col-" he started asking me keeping eye contact with my the whole time, as if trying to convey a message.

I looked at him for a second and shifter my sight to his mother who had tears streaming down her cheeks while trying to hush her sniffles by holding a hand to her mouth… and it all downed on me.

"James… where is my mother?" I asked looking him square in the eye. He shifted his gaze and I lost it. "Oh my God… Ohmygodohmygodohmygod… mom… she's… she's… mom… OH GOD!" and all the pent up emotions from fear to sadness to panic to grief… all blew up in a loud wail and I started to cry tears streaming down my face.

Convulsions shook my form as I cried and cried, all the while James holding me to his chest. Phrases like 'she didn't suffer', 'she's at peace now', 'I'm here for you', 'everything will be okay' and 'at least you won't be all alone' came out of his mouth; that last sentence registering something in my mind that I couldn't fathom. Once he saw me trying to catch my breath, he looked at the Doctor who nodded at him and approached me, raising a soothing hand at me. He neared the machine, pressing some buttons and things started to become fuzzy for me. I looked at James who gave me the 'everything will be okay' look, keeping his concerned gaze locked with me.

"I… don… don't wa… want… t… t… to sleep" I said through hiccups, trying to keep my eyes open. "Sleep now, sweets. Everything will be okay, I promise you…" his soothing voice started to trail off towards the end as I started to drift to unconsciousness, trying to see what is going to happen next.

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I woke up to the hideous beeping noise again, feeling someone holding my hand. I opened my eyes slowly to find James by my side holding my hand rubbing soothing circles on its back. He looked at me warily, trying to gauge my chances of breaking down again. I looked at him, tears brimming my eyes.

"James… she's dead, isn't she?" I whispered to him with the last of hope. "Sorry, kiddo… they tried everything, but the damage was deep and they couldn't do anything…" he said with such sorrow, that I willed myself not to cry for his benefit. He looked about to collapse next to me; apparently the emotional effort he was doing to keep me calm was taking a toll on him.

I looked at him for a minute trying to figure a look of unease in his eyes. I sat up slowly, with his help and propped myself with a pillow behind my back. He didn't say anything. I cocked my head and opened my mouth but closed it. I kept gazing at him for a minute and then asked "what aren't you telling me?" finishing my question, I could hear the heart monitor starting to beep faster.

He looked up at the monitor and then back at me. "Calm down, Bella. It's nothing bad… On the contrary… it's something good, for a change…" muttering the last part to himself. "WHAT?" I all but yelled. He looked at me startled. "Bella! I told you it's nothing bad. Please, calm down." He tried to sooth me again. I closed my eyes took a few deep breaths and looked at him expentantly.

"Your brother survived" he said in a low voice with a hint of a smile gracing his sad face, as if he can see the far light at the end of the long dark tunnel. I looked at him blankly. My brother? Oh my God! I forgot about the baby… I can't believe I've been acting like a total bitch while another person, or rather baby, needed me.

I jumped from my bed, getting light-headed from my sudden rush movement. "What?! My mother had the baby? You mean he survived? Oh, God! Is he alright? Is he-" I asked sitting back on the edge of the bed trying to ease the dizziness I have felt.

"He's perfectly fine, believe it or not. He's a survivor… I saw him, Bella. He looks so much like you… he has your brown hair, I couldn't see what eye colour he has, as he was closing his eyes at the time… but he is beautiful… just like his sister" he said holding me to his side as he sat beside me, caressing my face when he said the last part.

I looked at him as a smile broke on my face and a tear slipped from my eye.

"He survived! I can't believe it… Oh my God! I have a brother…" I trailed off, my smile widening causing a wider smile to appear on James' face. "Yes, sweets. And he's beautiful. And he's been crying asking for his sister to grace him with a visit…" trying with his old sweet ways to take my mind off my latest losses, I looked at him and gave him a small kiss on his cheek. I backed away getting up, slowly, from my bed. "Lead the way, champ." I said playfully holding his hand, trying to tell him not to communicate to him not to worry about me any more.

He eyed me for a couple of seconds, then made his way slowly out of the room, making sure that my IV lines are keeping pace beside me. He walked through the corridors, nodding at a few nurses who were giving me a looks of sympathy and pity. I lowered my gaze and I walked more closely to James until he came to an abrupt stop causing me to crash to him.

He looked at me questioningly and I shook my head that all is fine. He smiled and gestured with his head to a room across from us that had a glass window that overlooks the corridor. I looked at him and he gave me a small nod and guided me gently towards the glass. I looked through the glass to see a dozen or so of baby blue and pick cribs. My eyes welled with tears and I smiled; the sight of the babies can make a dead heart start beating again.

I looked up at James who was eyeing me with a breathtaking smile on his face. Honestly, I don't know I resisted his charm… I smiled wider at him and looked back into the room. I started searching for my brother, admiring all the babies my eyes settle on, that is until I saw him… my gaze stopped at a beautiful angel all cuddled in his small blue blanket nibbling on his balled fist. I continued to look at him, forgetting all what was around me and I felt time freeze.

Determination… I think that was the look I had on my face, because when I looked up at James and saw him staring back at me with an understanding. I opened my mouth to speak and closed it a second later looking back at the glass towards my baby brother. I opened my mouth again, "Has anyone called Charlie, yet?" He eyed me quizzically and cocked a brow at me as if asking me, 'of all the things to say or ask this is the one you choose?', I repeated the question, "Has anyone contacted Charlie, yet?".

I knew that soon enough, someone will be calling Charlie to inform him of the unfortunate accident that had occurred to his daughter's parents. And since I'm still under eighteen, still having a few months till my birthday in September, I knew that I'll be leaving to be under his care.

"Not yet, the number on the emergency call list was my mom's number. Your mom changed the number after the last 'encounter' with Charlie… but, why are you asking that?" I asked trying to figure out what definitely looked like relief on my face.

"Okay, listen to me… I'm going to explain everything now, but I need you to hear me out till the end and not interrupt, can you do that?" I asked him warily, knowing how he'd react to the thought now more solid in my mind. "Umm… yeah, sure. Let's hear it…" I took his hand in my right one and took the IV-drip stand in my left and lead him to what seemed to be a small supplies storage room. I made sure no one was looking, I pushed him into it, following him in and locking the door behind us.

"Okay… now. You need to hear me through the end. The reason I was asking if someone had called Charlie, was because Charlie thinks that Phil and mom's way of 'raising' me was totally wrong and that totally ruined. He thinks that being open in school and that one date I had with you ages ago, had opened me for fornication and such-" he cut me off just as I expected, "but it was only a lousy date and we ended up being friends and nothing more…" he trailed off when he saw the look on my face. "sorry… won't happen again".

"I sure hope not. So, since Charlie and mom weren't on very good terms… he would be more than willing to take me, but definitely won't be taking JC… umm… what!" I said running out of patience. "JC?" he asked impishly, seeing that I was already into my full 'braini-bella' mode. "Well, yeah. JC! As in James Carter… what it doesn't sound good? James as in… you and Carter… because I wanted a piece of Phil in him, being his baby and all…" I trailed off, letting it sink with him. And seeing comprehension down on him, I took it as my cue to continue.

"So, as I said before, Charlie won't be taking JC into his house and he would definitely put him up for adoption or something, not wanting a baby to be an obstacle in my academic, careen or any path of my life at that. So… if I said that JC is my kid, he'll be obliged to take the both of us in. Since I can't be separated from my son and-" "WHAT!" he cut in quickly.

"Are you crazy?! I knew you hit your head bad, I just knew it. What the hell, Bella?" I gave him a stern glare communicating with my eyes 'that this is the second time you had interrupted me'. He whispered an apology and asked me to continue.

"Again, as I was saying… Charlie would be willing to take me because I'm his daughter, but I don't think he's going to take JC. I mean… with me completing the adoption papers and all, which I can sign with the help of your mother, hopefully, I will have no problem keeping JC with me as if he was really my own… And if you look at it from all the angles, it's going to be perfect. I mean, I'll have JC with me and since Charlie thinks that I'm already ruined, he will not doubt that JC is mine. I'll even ask teachers here to talk to the teachers, at the High School in Forks that's going to take me in, in order to help me with the baby and all. This may allow me to have the baby in a nearby nursery and with my grades and credits; they'd probably grant me more hours to spend with the baby, you know… as a baby needing to be with his mother and all…" I finished with a smile knowing that my thoughts had already sunk into place in his head.

He eyed me for a minute and sighed. With that I knew that this will work. "So, I take it that you concur, Mr. Damian?" I asked him playfully. And the Cheshire-cat grin that appeared on his lips told me all I needed to know. "hmm… okay then. First, I want to speak to the doctors to see if everything with JC is fine and then we need to sit and talk to know what exactly we need to do." Grabbing his hand I dragged him out of the storage room and into the nursery.

I talked to the doctor who assured me that everything with JC was perfect and told me that the birth certificate had been prepared and ready. I think him and pulled on James' hand to guide him back to my room, feeling all awake and full of energy. I pressed the button for the nurse, who had come in immediately, and told her that I need my IV needle to be removed. She nodded and went to call the doctor for a final check up and all. I was cleared out in an hour's time, set free to leave the hospital.

James and I took that hour to set our stories and action plan straight so we don't miss out anything. Once James' mom came back, as she had to leave to grab me some clothes, she gave me a big hug and tried to reassure me that everything will be fine. I took her to the cafeteria and sat down with James' by my side. Taking a deep breath, I told her what I wanted to do. Unlike James', Tanya had listened to me without interruptions. And once I finished, she gave me a long gaze and sighed… I guess like mother like son.

"Honey, I know how you feel right now. You are all overwhelmed by the loss of your parents. Did you come to think that maybe adoption might be a better option for you until you're out of college at least-" "NO! No, Tanya, I can't loose JC! I already lost mom and dad and now he's the only one left for me. Please, I won't ask anything else of you for the rest of my life… just, please help me with this and I will be in your debt for the rest of my life. I swear.

"I just need you for two things, first to get the baby out of the hospital, which you will be able to do, being the temporary guardian of myself and JC and all. Since, they will be expecting you to contact Charlie in order to inform him of what had happened. So, all 'information' we want to convey to him, will be easily disbursed. And the second big and huge favour I need from you is for you to help me in the adoption process. This will be something amazing. I know I'll be able to sign all the proper papers once I'm eighteen. I just need to start right away… I need you to be his official guardian right now and once I'm of age, I'll sign the papers… what do you say?" I pleaded, tears welling in my eyes.

We sat there for the next 10 minutes not saying a word to each other. I couldn't even look Tanya in the eye while waiting for her response; I just looked at my feet, scared shitless of what was about to come out of her mouth. And then, I heard it. The sigh… the best sound I had ever heard, or so I thought. I knew then I had her. I sprang from my seat and threw my whole wait on her hugging her and kissing her like crazy, with the tears falling from my eyes.

"Thank you… I owe you so much…" I whispered into her ear and she hugged me back. I gazed at James who was smiling at me and I knew all will be fine.

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The next few days flew up in a haze… handling a baby on your own was hell! I'm not sure how the heck moms do it all the time… I mean feeding… changing… bathing… and just getting him to sleep was one of the chores that had to be planned ahead… music seemed to lull him to sleep and he loved it when I rubbed his back. Getting to know how to handle your baby was amazing though. I had asked Tanya not help me with JC, since I needed to learn to manage on my own on a later stage.

Tanya being the angel she is… she took a few days off of work to take care of all the funeral arrangements for mom and Phil; which was done in a solemn ceremony worthy of their memory. She also promised that she will take care of selling the house and putting all the proceeds into my bank account. Knowing that I'll be needing the money for raising JC and later for my college life. She had even offered me a small loan to settle into my new life till the house is sold as I'm going to need it when I move in with Charlie.

Ah… Charlie, to say that he was annoyed would be the understatement of the century. I think he was already plotting to make me get rid of JC. He had already given me a speech about how my mom's 'no good' upbringing methods had led to this unfortunate situation. He said that he will be expecting me in a week's time and that he'll get me a few things for my old bedroom.

The insurance company called me a week after the accident having prepared the compensation cheque for the car. Tanya helped me deposit the cheque and then we went for a shopping spree to buy everything that you could imagine a baby would need sans furniture. I also got a car seat, since we will be driving to Forks. James and I had agreed to drive to Forks since the baby, according to the doctor, was still too young to fly; so, with part of the insurance money, I decided to go with the safest car in the world… Volvo… I got the V50 Family car model. It was spacious and had enough room for all the things I wanted to bring with me.

Packing and getting everything ready to sell the house I had lived in for so long, was excruciating to say the least. Every part of the house reminded me of mom and Phil, the whole day I'd spend the time crying and packing till my eyes are all red and puffy and my body tense and ready to collapse at any moment… It didn't help that JC was having a field day, trying the whole 'freaking Bella out of her mind' thing with his crying; a couple of ER trips in the middle of the night had taught me that it was all gas and nothing serious. The Doctor had advised me to use a special formula saying it will be easier on his stomach and he was right… JC was an angel

I had packed everything in the car, most of it being JC's. Cash, IDs, grades' cards, letter of recommendations from my teachers and the ticket I purchased for James for him to fly back after driving me to Forks… everything was set.

Forks here I come…

End Chapter Two

AN: A long chapter this one, let me know what you think… what do you think of James so far? Do you like the Baby's name… and how about that Volvo option… and isn't Tanya an Angel! R&R, please…