A/N: I know these chapters are short but it's the only way you guys can have regular updates. So let me know if you'd rather wait a little longer for longer chapters.
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-Hare xx
Chapter Four
School had gone, surprisingly, well. No more accusations, no more surprises, just school. I was on my way to the clinic with Paul in the driver's seat beside me. We sat in a comfortable silence on the short drive to the hospital. I was extremely nervous. What would they do? Would it be uncomfortable? I suddenly wished my mum was here to hold my hand and guide me through this. I bit my lip. At least I had Paul. We pulled up to the clinic's parking lot and hoped out of the car. Paul walked towards me and grabbed my hand
"Don't worry so much." He smiled at me and led me to the front desk. I didn't bother wondering how he knew I was nervous. Can't dogs smell fear?
"I have an appointment with Dr Gerandy. It's Bella." I told the grey haired front desk lady.
"Oh, hey Bella. Just wait there, he won't be a minute." She replied and pointed over to the waiting area. I went and grabbed a seat and Paul sat next to me. He was still holding my hand and I felt comforted by it.
"The receptionist knows your name." he stated.
"Yeah, I'm sort of well-known around here." I gave a small chuckle and he laughed.
"Looks like I have my work cut out for me." I must have had a puzzled expression on my face because he continued, "Bella, I'm sticking with you through this. Nothing in the world could make me give this up." I was shocked.
"Not even her?" I asked before I could stop myself and nodded in the direction of a particularly beautiful lady sitting in the row of chairs across from us. I'd kept my voice low enough so she couldn't hear. He laughed and replied,
"No, not even for her." The doctor called us in then.
I sat in the clinical looking chair wearing the special gown. The doctor had poked and prodded and Paul had held my hand the entire time.
"Definitely pregnant." Dr Gerandy had concluded. I almost wanted to slap him. All that poking to tell me something I already knew? But Paul saved him from a rant from me.
"Can you tell how long?" His voice was full of excitement. It lifted my whole mood up. He was genuinely happy about this.
"Well, when was your last period?" the doctor asked me.
"About two months ago. Maybe the 8th of April?" I made a rough guess.
"That would make it about ten weeks then. I think were about done here. Come back for your next appointment in two weeks for a ultrasound." And like that, it was over. They left me to get dressed and I did so quickly. When I was done, I stepped out of the small room and found Paul chatting with Dr Gerandy. I hesitated in the doorway, not wanting to interrupt their conversation. Paul spotted me and held a hand out to me. I took it and said a kind goodbye to the doctor.
As we waked back to his truck, I pondered what we had found out. There had been no doubt in my mind but this cemented. I was having a baby and Paul Lahote was the father.
"Do you want to get coffee?" Paul asked, pulling me from my thoughts.
"What?" I looked up at him, shocked. Had he just asked me out?
"Coffee. Do you want some?" His voice was casual but there was a small smile on his face, as if I amused him. No, I decided. I was reading too much into it. Just coffee. That's all.
"Oh. Sure." I smiled sweetly at him and he squeezed my hand.
The drive to the coffee shop had been short. It was a small place partly owned by Emily and partly owned by Sue. Most of the boys had jobs here or in Sam's construction business. It was a good idea, so the boys could have a job and earn money but it was flexible with their patrol schedules. Emily and Sue were famous for their cooking in La Push and was a wholesome family business. Today though I was nervous about entering. What would they think of me? Knocked up and most people thought I didn't know the father. There would be a lot of explain to do. We walked to the door hand in hand but I hesitated. Bitting my lip I pulled Paul back.
"Wait." I said. He squeezed my hand a looked down at me.
"You'll be fine and you won't have to explain a thing. Most of the guys saw it in my head anyway." How did he always know what I was thinking? Maybe he could just read people well. Yeah, it was that I decided. I just nodded my head. We walked through the door and the little bell rang above the door rang. Emily looked up from behind the counter and locked eyes with me. She let out a little squeal of excitement and practically vaulted over the counter. She ran at me and caught me in a bear hug.
"Oh Bella! Congratulations!" She almost-squealed.
"Ok Em, let the girl breath." Sam came up behind Emily, wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her off me.
"I'm just happy to see her, that's all." Emily was grinning like a kid in a candy store.
"Geez Em, I was in here just this morning and I didn't get greeted like this." Paul joked. He released my hand and placed a kiss on my temple. "Our table awaits." He swept his hand out like a game show host presenting our table in the far corner. I walked over without waiting for him to follow and sat down. I looked back and found him talking with Sam. Emily had gone back to serving customers behind the counter. Sam and Paul shook hands and Paul made his way towards me.
"Is everything ok?" I asked, worried.
"Yeah it's fine. Just 'guy stuff'" he said and I left it at that. If he wanted to tell me he would. I was sick of playing over-interested girlfriend. Wait was I Paul's girlfriend? I guess I was. A small smile crossed my face.
"What's so funny?" Paul asked, concerned I was laughing at him probably.
"Oh, well I it just crossed my mind that I'm your girlfriend." I replied, small smile still in place. He could make of it what he wanted. He was silent for a moment and I worried I had said the wrong thing.
"Hmm. I've never had a girlfriend before." He said quietly. It puzzled me slightly. He'd had lots of girlfriends. But then I guess they hadn't really been girlfriends had they? Just random girls who came into his bed.
"Don't worry," I replied, "Neither have I." That got a small chuckle from him.
"Yeah but you are a leech lover." He told me, only joking though. I could tell by his smile.
"A leech didn't get me pregnant though did he?" I softened my words with a smile so he could tell I was joking too. He laughed but then he went serious and for a moment I panicked, thinking I had offended him.
"Do you miss him? The leech I mean." He asked, face serious. Why would Paul care? I thought. Cool, confident Paul was worried about my loser ex-boyfriend?
"Not anymore. There was a time when I believed I couldn't live without him, but then I realised what we had had never been love. It had been Edward," I could say his name without flinching now "controlling me, making decisions for me and making me feel inadequate with everything he did." I reassured Paul.
"Well I'll spend every day we spend together showing you that you're my equal. I promise." Paul said with real feeling in his eyes. I didn't know what to say to that so I just smiled.
I stood behind the counter of Sue and Emily's Diner with my arms wrapped around my fiancée, Emily. We both had our eyes trained on the couple in the corner booth. Paul and Bella had been talking and laughing for the past half an hour. I wasn't into all that girly stuff but even I could see they were perfect for each other. It was obvious in the way they interacted. They were so aware of each other and I hadn't seen Bella trip once while she'd been with Paul. I'd reminded him earlier that he had patrol tonight. The red headed leech was still out there though she hadn't killed recently. In fact, she'd been quiet. As the saying went, too quiet. We knew she was planning something and we were determined to find out what it was. My mate's hand tightened on my arm. "Sam." She breathed, "Too tight." I let go immediately and she turned so she was facing me.
"Sorry Em." I told her. Her small arms encircled my waist and she leaned into me. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders.
"'S okay. What's got you so worried?" she asked, concerned.
"Just that red headed bit- ah leech. I just wish we knew what she was planning." I told her honestly.
"Me too Sam, me too. We'll find out though, I know we will." She reassured me.
"I know Em, but will it be too late?" I was worried. I had to keep my pack and my tribe safe.
I looked over to Paul and Bella once more. I was worried for them to. Something was coming and I didn't know if they would survive it together. All I could do was hope.
A/N: So! Sam knows Vicky's planning something! What did you think of his point of view? Should I do more? Review and let me know!
