Chapter 3

I almost fainted al the words.

"What?" I asked quietly, but then raised my voice, "But I can't. There's no way that I could possibly be, is there?"

"Apparently," Carlisle replied, "We didn't think that you would even start your menstrual cycle, but we were wrong then, too. I was going to do research on the possibility for you to actually become pregnant, but I thought that I would have more time before you question it. And the little information that I did receive proved to be false."

"But how could this happen?" I asked, lost. "I mean, I'm half-vampire, for crying out loud."

"But that's the thing, Nessie," he said, "You're only half-vampire. The rest is still human."

"But -" I started to say, but was cut off by an old engine coming up the road.

"Oh no," I whispered.

"Go met him outside," Carlisle said, "Don't bring him inside the house or no where near Edward. In fact, it would probably be best if you guys went somewhere away from here."

"Okay," I said as I nodded. But I was too shocked to do anything, even walk.

"Nessie, go," Carlisle commanded.

"I know, I am," I said as I began to gain control of my legs.

I walked slowly, well for me, through the hallway and down the stairs. From the sound of it, my parents were in their bedroom. I could hear my dad growling from the sound of the engine. I was afraid that he would come out and greet Jacob himself, but I knew that my mom would stop him before he does. Or at least I hope she does.

I stepped outside just as the Rabbit was pulling up to the driveway. Jacob was driving with a smile on his face when he saw me. I gave him a weak, sad smile in return, mostly because I can't look at him without smiling and I don't want him to think that anything's wrong, even though this was a catastrophe.

He got out of the car when he parked it. He ran towards me and pulled me into a hug. I clung onto him tightly, trying to hold back the few tears that my body produces.

"I missed you," he whispered as he was hugging me.

"Me too," I said, trying to cover up the sadness in my voice. Apparently it didn't work because Jacob broke the hug and looked at me with a worried face.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concerned.

"It's nothing," I said as I wiped a tear that trailed down my face, "It's just that…"

"Just what?" he asked. "What happened? Are you hurt?"

After he said this, we both heard a loud snarl coming from the house. Jacob stared at the house, confused, while I was trying to calm my dad down by thinking, Dad, stop it. I'm fine. We're going to leave though.

"Come on, Jake," I said, grabbing his hand and dragging him to the car. He followed with a question, but starting asking once we were in the car.

"Nessie, what's going on?" he kept on asking. "What's wrong?"

"Trust me, Jake," I said, "It's not what you're thinking."

"Then what is it?" he pleaded.

"Don't worry," I said, "It's nothing horrible." My voice cracked at the end, but, fortunately, he didn't notice this.

"Then why won't you tell me?" he demanded.

"Because, it might…come as a shock," I said, "And I don't think that you should be driving when you hear it."

This shut him up, but made him speed up more with a frightened look on his face. The rest of the ride was like this: Jake, staring out the window, terrified, and me, sitting next to him, holding back my rare tears.

Turns out, Jake was taking us to the beach. I smiled as he pulled up into the clearing. Funny how he'll find out where it all started. Jake turned off the engine and sat back, waiting for me to explain. Only thing is that I couldn't talk. He endured three minutes of this until he couldn't take it anymore.

"Nessie, please, tell me what's going on," he begged.

I looked at him with my eyes watery, but not flowing with tears.

"Jake, I'm pregnant," I said. Better to say it straight out than beating around the bush.

His face was frozen in the same expression as it was before I told him; worried and confused.

"W-What?" he stuttered. "No, you're not pregnant. You can't be pregnant. There's no possible way that you could be -"

"But I am," I said, cutting him off. "Carlisle told me."

"Well, then, he's wrong," he said angrily, "You can't be pregnant."

"Jake, I am," I said, getting angry and annoyed with him, "Everything proves that I am. I haven't had my period in a month, I get more and more cramps, I -"

"Okay," he said in a weak voice, finally giving in, "Let's just say, hypothetically, that you…somehow got pregnant. What's going to happen next?"

"I don't know," I said, "Carlisle did a little research back when I was 3, but I'm not sure if he knows anything about this." I looked down at my smooth belly.

Then, somehow, out of nowhere, I started shaking. Jake leaned over from his seat and pulled me into a hug, trying to comfort me.

"Don't worry," he said softly. "Everything's gonna be fine."

I couldn't find my voice to speak, so I raised my hand and touched his cheek with my palm. I showed him my birth, about how much pain my mom was in.

He pulled back, violently, remembering how my mom looked that day.

I wasn't more worried about myself than the baby, but more worried about what will happen afterwards. I didn't want this to be like my birth, where both me and my mom could have died. I didn't want it to feel this guilt that I did, no matter how many times people tell me that it wasn't my fault; that it was just my natural instincts.

"I will never let you be in pain," Jake said through his gritted teeth.

I gave him a small smile. He misinterpreted. Of course, I wasn't concentrating that hard on my memory with the baby on my mind, but I still thought he would have gotten the message.

"No," I said gently, finding my voice again, "I'm not worried about the pain. I can deal with that. It's just that…I don't want this" – I pointed to my stomach – "to feel the way I do. If it's just going to be the same as my -"

"How many times do I have to tell you?" he cut through me. "That wasn't your fault. You couldn't help it; that's the way you were supposed to be born. And Bella's still al -" he broke off in mid-sentence, trying to find another word than "alive". "She's still here. No harm done."

"Not unless you count dying as no harm," I muttered.

"She was going to turn, anyways," he told me, "And I'm glad that she had you before she turned."

I sighed. There's no point arguing with him, he'll find an excuse for every wrong thing that I did.

"But still," I said, "If I die, I don't want them to feel this guilt."

Jacob looked as though I slapped him in the face.

"Don't ever say that," he said quietly, but it was full of anger and sadness, "No matter what happens next, you are not going to die."

"Jacob, we don't know anything," I reminded him, "For all we know, I could d -"

"No!" he practically shouted. "No matter what happens; no matter what happens to me or anybody else, I will make sure that you will survive."

"But, Jake -" was as far as I got before he interrupted me again.

"No," he said as he turned on the car, "We're going back to Carlisle to get some real answers."

"Jake, I'm not sure that's a good idea," I said.

"Why not?" he asked as he pulled out of the clearing, "He's the only one who can explain this."

"Well, first off, I'm not sure that he can explain this," I said, "And secondly…"

I touched his cheek again, this time showing him my dad's reaction when he found out, or rather what I heard.

"Oh," was all he said when I was finished. "Well…I'm gonna have to face him someday, I might as well face him now."

"No," I said, "let me talk to him first. Maybe I'll be able to calm him down. I mean, after all, this is my fa -"

"Don't you dare say it's your fault," he said over me. "This is my fault as much as it is yours. More, even, now that I think about it."

"Jake, I was the one who wanted to do it," I reminded him, "I persuade you to, even. There's no way that even you could take the blame for that."

"Oh yes, you're despicable for seducing your boyfriend," he said sarcastically, "You know that pretty much over half of the population did it when they were our age?'

I looked at him skeptically.

"Well, your physical age and my real age," he corrected himself. "But that's not my point. I was the one who gave in. I got you pregnant. Stop blaming yourself."

"Jake -" I said angrily but he interrupted again. I was starting to get a little pissed at him for doing it constantly.

"Hold up, we're here," he said as we turned onto the turnoff. At this point, I let the argument fade away from my mind and concentrated about how I'm perfectly fine and how devastated I would be if anything would happen to Jacob. Hopefully, he would hear that warning.

As we got closer, we saw both of my parents standing outside, waiting to greet us. My dad had every expression from worried to furious spread across his face. Everything but any happy or good emotions. My mom was standing next to him, holding onto him. I could tell that she was furious, too, but I knew that she would hold my dad back and wouldn't let him attack Jake or attack him herself.

Jacob took a deep breath while my dad snarled. My mom tightened her grip around him. We pulled up to the house farther away than we normally did. I got out of the car first because I knew that my dad wouldn't dare hurt me and secondly, because Jacob was glued to his seat.

Once he got out of the car a few moments later, my dad took a few steps closer to him. My mom adjusted herself to match his stance, clinging onto him tighter.

"Bella, I'm not going to hurt him. Not today," he added at the end. My mom let go of him, unwillingly, with the worried look still stuck on her face that told her she wasn't convinced. My dad turned to Jacob, my Jacob, the only one that I love and will always love. My dad glanced at me when I thought this and I put on a pleading face, but he turned directly back to Jacob.

"Let me tell you something first," he hissed at Jake. "The only reason I'm not going to kill you right now is because it will hurt her. But I swear, if you ever do anything that reckless again, I'll attack with no regrets."

"How was it so stupid?" he asked, his voice rising with every word. "Yeah, I regret doing it, I'll give you that, but how was it stupid? You knew that we would do it at some point."

"That's not why I think it was stupid, mongrel!" my dad snapped back. My mom went over to him and put her hand on his arm, holding him back as he tried to make his way to Jake. My dad ignored her and went on, "It was stupid because you decided that you would do it based on trial and error! You should have come to us first! You should have made sure it was safe before you even laid a paw on her! But you didn't! You decided to give into your craving and nor worry about the consequences!"

"How the hell was I supposed to know that this would happen?" Jake shouted back. "I wouldn't have done it if I had any doubt in my head!"

"Jake," I whispered as I grabbed his arm. He didn't shake me off, but he didn't back off either.

"What do you mean you had no idea that this would happen?" my dad yelled, "You of all people should have thought about this happening!"

Jake was shaking like crazy now. My dad ran over, grabbed me by the arm, and pulled me over to him and my mom.

Jake looked like he was abou to kill him. He opened his mouth to say something when my dad replied to his unspoken comment.

"You already did," he said.

Just then, Carlisle and Jasper walked out of the front door and I immediately felt relieved, the thing is, I don't know if it was just me or if Jasper was causing it. I hoped that it was Jasper. I wanted this fight to be over.

"Jasper, cut it out," my dad said, his voice filled with annoyance and anger even though it sounded calm.

"If I let you continue, it'll end with one of you killing the other," Jasper replied.

"I think I have enough self control to keep that from happening," he snapped, "but I don't know about the dog." He glared at Jake when he said this.

"Enough, Edward," Carlisle stepped in. "This isn't helping."

My dad was still glaring at Jacob but didn't say anything else.

"Carlisle, what's going to happen?" I asked, hoping to ease some of the tension.

"I don't know yet," he replied honestly. Both Jacob and my dad looked annoyed. "We'll have to do some more tests if you don't mind."

"That's fine," I muttered.

My mom started walking back into the house, dragging my dad along with her, who was still glaring at Jake until he was out of sight. I let out deep breath, relieved.

"We can to the tests now, if that's alright," Carlisle told me, "The sooner we do them, the sooner we now what we're dealing with."

"Yeah, sure, now's fine," I said.

He and Jasper went inside the house to get prepared for the tests. I started to follow in after them but stopped when I noticed that Jake hadn't moved an inch.

"Jake, aren't you coming?" I asked, confused.

"I don't think that's a good idea," he replied with a shaky voice.

"He's not going to yell anymore," I said, not very sure of it, though. "He's just as curious to see what's going to happen as you are."

"I know, but," he said as he bit his lip, trying to think of what to say next. "It's just that if I'm around, he'd be too busy glaring at me instead of helping you. I know you don't want us to fight, but I don't think that it's avoidable right now. And I don't' want to make you worry."

I paused on the steps, trying to think of some excuse for him to stay.

"I'll…just…deal with it," was the best I could come up with, "I just want you to be here with me."

He smiled at those words.

"Don't worry," he said as he covered the space between us in a few steps, "I'll come over first thing tomorrow morning, but right now, I think you should be with your family."

"You are my family," I said angrily, "If they don't like it, they can just -"

"Nessie, you're strong," he told me, "You can wait a few hours. And, besides, you'll be with Bella and everyone that cares about you while I'll be stuck at home."

"Which is why you should stay," I pestered him.

He chuckled.

"Stop worrying about me," he said, "You just worry about what happens next after the "reckless thing" I just did."

I glared at him and started to protest when he kissed my forehead and ran off to his car. I was still half glaring at him when he drove down the road.

I was getting sick of him saying that he regretted that night. I loved it. It was the best night of my life no matter what the consequences are.

I heard me dad softly growl from inside the house and turned to go inside. My mom was on the couch with my dad, rubbing his arm, trying to get him calm. I was glad that she is; she's the only one who could calm him in a situation like this. Sure enough, he was staring at her, memorized, stroking her hair away from her face. I always loved hearing their story. To know someone loved you that much that they would do anything for you, well, who wouldn't want that? I know that Jake would do anything for me too, but he was never put to the test like they were, except for the encounter with the Voultri, but he would have protected us, imprint or not. I always imagined what it would be like if we were put to the test. Most of it was just cheesy stuff like the prince battles the dragon and saves the princess; where in ever story had a happy ending.

Now we were put to the test, but I have a feeling that this is going to be a different kind of ending.

A/N: I hope you like it so far. And just a head's up, i'm probably going to be changing the title here in a few weeks cause right now, i really don't like it. So, if you haven't and you like the story, you probably want to add it your favorites or find some way to find it. Thank you to all who have reviewed and to all of you who haven't, please do. I like hearing what you think.