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I climbed into the bath tub and tried to unwind. The stress of being pregnant, traveling and now feeling a little alone was getting to me. Edward had asked me to keep an open mind. If he was willing to consider keeping the baby, should I be willing to consider the abortion? Edward and Carlisle seemed to doubt that I would be able to carry to term. All I really needed to do was carry far enough to where he would survive then I could be changed as soon as I gave birth, right? There must be a missing piece, why wouldn't they try?

I got out of the bath and dried off grabbing my robe. Once I got back to my room I pulled on some comfy, but tight yoga pants. My body was changing already. I could smell breakfast down in the kitchen as I made my way down stairs.

Edward was just setting out a plate with two poached eggs, toast and fresh fruit as I sat down at the counter. "Looks lovely, thanks," I smiled at him.

"Did the bath feel nice?" he asked.

"Yes, yes it did."

I dug into my breakfast, making small talk with Edward along the way. Carlisle and Esme came down stairs just as I got up to take my plate to the sink and do dishes. "I can do that," Edward stepped in my path.

"You made breakfast, it is customary for me to do the dishes. Please let me do something, makes me happy to be able to help," I said back. Edward stepped to the side and let me by towards the sink. I quickly rinsed off the plates and loaded the dishwasher.

"How are you feeling today Bella," Carlisle inquired.

"Good, I haven't puked in like 12 hours, which is a plus. Why do they call it morning sickness when happens at all times of the day anyways?

Carlisle gave a light laugh, "Good point, well, lemons, ginger and the fresh fruit high in water content like what Edward made for you this morning should help. Go with your cravings and avoid fish and lots of meat, or anything that doesn't appeal to you. Some studies show that morning sickness is a defense mechanism protecting the baby from toxins."

"How long does it last?" I asked him, he seemed in a good mood and freely giving information, I didn't want to let this opportunity pass.

"Typically just through the first trimester. Ummm," Carlisle paused looking at Edward, "I'm headed into work, call me if you need me." I watched as Edward nodded back, I knew enough by now to see that I missed part of that conversation. I let it go, like so many things that were slipping by.

The day passed without event. I spent some time watching TV, some time reading and too much time in the bathroom. As the evening wore on I decided to retire to bed. Edward gave me an odd look when I told him I was ready for sleep.

"It's early, you feeling alright," he enquired.

His concern over my health was getting annoying and I was feeling grumpy, "I'm fine, I'm just tired," I snapped at him. I wobbled my way upstairs, feeling bigger by the moment and climbed into bed. I rolled over to see the alarm clock, it read 8:15 pm.

It was early, dang it! Why had I snapped at Edward like that? I looked down at my rounding belly and had a feeling I already knew the answer. "Why are you doing this to me little one? You have got to stop sharing your emotions with mommy, you're driving her a little crazy, alright?"

There was a soft knock at the door, "Bella," Edward's voice was concerned as he entered. "Who are you talking to, love?"

I bit my lower lip, "Umm, no one I was just," I was stuck and there was no lying to Edward. "I'm just tired and I think it's making me a little loopy. Will you lay with me?"

"Of course," he replied softly as he climbed into bed. Edward pulled all the blankets around me and then curled up behind me pulling me into his chest. He wrapped his arms around my chest, again avoiding my stomach. "Rest my beauty," he kissed my head and I closed my eyes seeking peace that would once again elude me.

The nightmares visited often throughout the week. Every time they awoke me, Edward tried to lull me back to sleep. This pregnancy was haunting me, changing me and influencing me in so many ways. It was starting to scare me a little.

I had only gained a pound, but my belly was rounding out as I watched the rest of me slowly wither away. A normal person would not have noticed it, but I knew my body well, and if I could tell, Edward could too. I had two more days before my evaluation and when the decision to abort or continue the pregnancy would be made. I had quite a bit of free time on my hands, I had found myself doing allot of thinking and even more researching.

Edward and Carlisle were scouring history searching for any reference to a human and vampire offspring. For all they could tell though, I was the first. In my own studies, I tried to learn about pregnancy, and "What to expect when you're Expecting." Not as helpful as you would think in my scenario.

Though, the internet search that stood out the most in my head was earlier today when I googled "abortion." The first site was good 'ol Wikipedia. It was a fairly dry and neutral article explaining the different types and methods. I tried to avoid looking at the pictures. It didn't take me long to learn why Carlisle was so insistent on performing the abortion by the end of this week. He had estimated I would be the equivalent of eleven to twelve weeks pregnant over the next couple days, which would be considered the end of the first trimester I figured.

Once you got to the second trimester, terms like "cranial decompression" and "fetal pain" started to appear. In other words, things got messy. I browsed a few other sites, "planned parenthood" watered it down to the point of where it sounded like going to the dentist or something, while other sites compared abortion clinics to Nazi death camps. I decided that was enough for one day's research and quickly deleted the browsing history before shutting down the computer.

Though I avoided looking at pictures of fetuses on the web just as a precaution to my usual squeamishness, I couldn't help but see those tiny, helpless beings in my head occasionally. I looked down to that little bump and tapped just below my belly button. Playful was the sensation I got from my little boy. Ohh so you think this is a game do you? I gave a soft poke to the side of my belly and felt the amusement again. I couldn't help the smile that lit up my face. I poked the other side letting out a little laugh.

"Bella, what are you doing?" Edward asked me with a scolding voice.

"I can sense his feelings," I was so caught up in the joy he was sharing with me I slipped.

"You can what!"

The smile dropped off my face as I looked up to meet Edward's distraught eyes. "I said he is sharing his feelings with me, he was being playful and happy, I could feel it. I've felt it before," I said.

"Since when?" he was being short with me and collecting information.

"Since the day we got home, Edward don't be upset or concerned. Can you hear him? I wonder if Jasper would be able to feel it? But it's gone now, you scared him away. It comes and goes" I rambled on.

Edward sat down beside me and took my face in his hands, "Why didn't you tell me you were hearing voices?" I could still hear the anger behind his voice.

My emotions started shifting again as I felt my eyes tear up, "I'm not hearing voices Edward, I'm not schizophrenic. It's more like emotions that I can translate into what they are to me. Sometimes he just amplifies what I'm feeling, other times he has feeling of his own. I wasn't going to tell you because I was scared you would think I was crazy."

"Bella, I love you no matter what, you have to trust me! My only concern is for you."

"That's the problem Edward, you only care about me and not our son," his brows furrowed at my reference to the baby as our son.

"Look, we'll have Jasper hang around you until you feel it again. If you're feeling something, he should too. Though he is in the house right now, he's in range anyways, he ought to be able to sense it right now. Are you feeling anything from the fetus now?"

"He's amplifying, I'm more upset than I should be," I admitted.

"Jasper," Edward called out in a normal voice and Jasper appeared instantly. "Are you sensing any emotions in this room beyond mine and Bella's?"

He looked confused, but bowed his head to close his eyes to concentrate anyways. "No, there is only you two."

"Are you sure?" I blurted out.

"Yes," he answered simply.

"But you can't read me," I snapped over to Edward.

"But Jasper can," Edward countered.

I felt a wave of calm approaching from Jasper, but it was rather ineffective. I gave Jasper a firm and angry look, "you ever been unsuccessful on anyone before , Jasper?"

Another stronger wave of calm and serenity washed over me to the point where I almost fainted. I was able to stand my ground and my son was still projecting anger enough for me to feed on, "guess there is a first for everything," I snapped at them and stormed out of the room.

Author's note: Time is almost up on Bella's week, I'll try to get the next chapter out soon so you can find out what Edward and Carlisle have to say…. In the mean time will you click that magical review button below and leave some love for me? Thanks!