Nessie POV.

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"Uh…dad? Could we…talk to you?" Jake asked Billy, trying to wave him away from the game he was watching.

"Perfect timing. Half-time's just started. What's up, kids?"

I think I'm going to throw up again. I thought to Jake, squeezing his hand. He squeezed back and I'm not sure if it was a reassuring squeeze or a you-wanted-to-do-this-and-you're-not-going-to-get-out-of-it-that-easily squeeze.

"W-well…I think we should come right out with it and just tell you, okay!?" I said…err…yelled. I guess when I get nervous I can't control the volume of my voice.

"Nessie…" Jake whispered, trying to calm me down, I'm guessing. Billy raised his eyebrows, taking turns looking at us for dramatically long intervals.

"Okay…" He said with a suspicious look on his face. I was starting to wonder if he already knew. The whole thing seemed obvious to me…but then again, I was the one who was…who was…preg- okay, yeah. Still can't even think the word.

Jake took a deep breath and looked at his father.

"You can't freak out, okay?" He said, I buried my face into his arm, but turned a bit so I could still peek at Billy with one eye. He seemed surprised by this.

"What happened? Did you do something wrong?" I wanted to scream.

Yeah…about six or seven times. I thought. It slipped into Jake's mind from our skin touching and his shoulders shook as he tried not to laugh. I peeked at Billy again and he looked absolutely baffled.

"O-okay. We didn't technically do anything wrong. It's sorta something we didn't do that made this…confession happen." A small giggle escaped my lips.

Oops. Damn my poor memory of getting on birth control. I slid into Jake's mind and he grinned.

"Could you just tell me right out like you were going to just a half minute ago?" Billy asked, shaking his head at us.

"The suspense is killing me!" He said, dramatically waving his arms and then smiling at us.

"I'm sure it's not that terrible." I guess that's when the guilt came. Can't be that terrible that were hormonal, sex-craving idiots. We didn't make a Frankenstein baby. Nope, not at all. It is nothing of that sort. I brought my face away from Jake's sleeve to stare down at my feet.

"Well dad…you see." Jake mumbled, bringing his free hand up to rub the back of his neck.

"Me and Ness, we…uh…" I squeezed his hand, trying to ease him on. I'm glad he was telling instead of me. I mean, I wanted to tell Billy, it was my idea to tell him first, but I guess I'm just too weak to say the words. I'm a turtle. Hard shell on the outside…but then just a small, soft, squishy thing that wouldn't know what to do if it didn't have its protection. If I didn't have my Jacob.

I'm not even strong enough to tell my little monster's grandfather that I was…that I'm…

"I'm pregnant." I blurted.

There was complete silence within the room. My breath was held up in my lungs behind my tightly shut lips. Jacob was so still that if someone would have blown a puff of air at him, he probably would've fallen over. Billy was as still as Jacob, eyes wide and just staring at me.

My heart was in my throat, thudding against my windpipe so hard that I thought it might jump out and greet everyone.

The silence was so long. Way too long. But I kept my breath inside my lungs and I felt the need to breathe faintly. Not too terribly and it still made me feel uncomfortable, but I could have held it for another…seven minutes until I would actually need to take a breath. Many things were running through my head.

Was Billy alright? Is he thinking it over? Did he already know and was just letting us have panic attacks? Was he taking it bad? Was he taking it well? Jake's hand was gripping mine so hard that it would have hurt if I was all human.

If this was how long Billy took, and he was our number one choice…how the hell was everyone else going to take it?

My nervousness and my heart rate must have started it. The rapid prodding inside my abdomen wouldn't quit, and my hand freed itself from Jacob's and lightly rested against the soft material of my shirt.

It's alright, little Monster. Everything is okay. I thought, wishing I could touch its skin to talk to it. As I still waited for Billy to say anything and waiting for the kicking to cease, I got an idea.

It wasn't a totally good idea, but my mind raced seven years earlier, everyone had fallen in love with me just by the mere sight of me…by my touch…

My feet started towards Jake's frozen and silent father, all on their own accord. I could sense Jake's eyes burning holes right through the back of my head. I wonder if he could see my brain, I'd love to know what size it is since I was seemingly acting so idiotic these days.

Billy's confused, dark eyes looked up into mine, asking what in the hell I was doing without even speaking a word. Reaching down towards Billy's hand, I softly picked it up. The russet skin felt rough on his palm, but smooth on the other side, both sides warm.

I tried to make my eyes tell him that I wasn't crazy, smiling almost apologetically as my hand rested over his, both pressed to the spot where my Monster was kicking. I held my breath again.

Billy's eyes widened so wide, I was almost scared for him having a heart attack, or panic attack…or one of those attacks that's not good. I felt Jacob come stand next to me and glanced up at him before looking back down to his father, searching his face for any emotion. Mercifully, the silence wasn't half as long as it was last time. Billy's face cracked into a big grin, wrinkles fanning out around his eyes.

Oh joy. I could breathe again.

"Oh wow. Active little thing, isn't it?" Billy mumbled, more to himself than to either me or Jake.

"Yeah…" I said, smiling at Billy and then up at Jake. He mirrored my smile, leaning down and kissing my lips. I almost forgot where we were.

It was like the beach. Hands on my stomach for a very long time until the tiny Monster stopped beating me. Billy sighed, sitting back in his wheelchair and nodding his head, eyebrows raised.

"Well kids…you've gotten yourselves in quite a…situation." Jake wound his arm around my waist and I did the same to him.

"Yeah…I know…" I mumbled, still grinning. "But…I'm glad we're in this situation. We've got a…little Monster." Billy grinned right back at me.

"Yes. Well…have you seen a doctor?" This caught my attention. Several things clicked in my head at once. We were going to have to tell the Cullen's. Soon.

"Not yet. I guess we should take you to one, huh? Ness?" Jake leaned down, trying to look at my face.

"We have to go." I whispered. Jake looked at me, confused. But Billy's face was still smiling, and he nodded as if he knew exactly what I was thinking.

"I'll see you around, kids. Try not to get into anymore trouble." Billy winked, wheeling himself in front of the TV again.

"Thank you." I said, taking Jake's hand and running him out to the car. He was silent, starting the car and letting it sit, waiting for me to tell him where to go.

"Cullen's house." Jacob's eyes widened slightly but he put it in gear and started off down the road.

"We need to tell Carlisle."

"Doctor Fang?" Jacob joked, sweetly trying to lighten the mood. I smiled weakly at him.

"Yeah…he won't tell Edward or Bella if we tell him not to. Carlisle's just, that way. But…you know…maybe he can figure out what's going on," I waved my hand around my belly.

"In this region." Jake barked out a laugh, pressing the gas pedal a little more so the car sped faster down the street.

"You're not like how Bella was, so that's good. When she first found out, they said she had a bump between her hips. You're still as small as ever." I nodded, rolling my eyes at the small jibe.

"I'm not half as small as Alice." I assured him, resting my hands on my stomach. I could already tell it was going to be a new habit of mine. Better hide it if we aren't telling the Cullen's anytime soon…

"Ahh. We are in quite a situation." Jake quoted his dad, smiling at me. I nodded, smiling right back at him. It was complete silence once again as he drove. My heart started beating faster as I saw the familiar things in the path towards the big white house.

"Calm it." Jacob muttered, grabbing one of my hands and linking our fingers.

"They're gonna be able to hear your heart beat, just like I'm hearin' it now." I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I pictured Carlisle freaking out. Running out of his study and yelling to my parents that I was pregnant with a Monster. They'd freak out, they all would, and hold me down and…

Jacob cleared his throat and I snapped out of it, looking down at his hand linked with mine.

"Oops. Sorry." I mumbled, looking out the window and trying not to think to hard. My stomach was thumping rapidly. Sighing, I took my hand away from Jake's and laid it on the kicking.

I won't let them hurt you, little Monster… I thought to it, biting my lip as hard as I could without breaking skin as we pulled up the drive way.

"Calm." He said, almost sternly. He cut the engine and got out, jogging around the car to my door and then helping me out of my seat. I hugged him around the waist.

"I love you. Whatever happens." I looked up at him and he rolled his eyes.

"We're not goin' into war, Ness. I love you too, more than you could ever know, but whatever happens, we're both gonna survive." I smiled at him.

"Now I love you more." He laughed again, sounding so close to a bark that I started laughing myself. He wound his arm around my waist as we walked towards the house. The door was open before we even got to it, Bella coming out and smiling widely.

"Ah, there you two are." She gestured for us to come in and we walked in slowly. All the Cullen's were sitting in the living room, talking or watching TV. They smiled at me, calling out greetings just like they did this morning.

"Hi everyone." I smiled, waving and training myself to take my hands off my belly. My eyes spotted Carlisle, lounging in a chair.

I'll take care of everything. Don't follow me when I excuse myself to the bathroom. It'll be less suspicious if me and Carlisle are the only ones gone. I thought to Jacob, sitting with him on one of the couches. I almost threw up right on the spot when Edward slowly turned his head to look at me.

Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no. I thought to Jacob, turning my head away from Edward casually, trying not to let on how horribly I was worrying at the moment since he might have heard me.

All of a sudden, there was a low growl and I turned to see Rosalie, her golden eyes locked on my neck.

"Oh." I said dumbly, brushing my hair over the hickey that was still there. I looked over to the rest of the family. Jasper raised one eyebrow at Jake, Bella looked away, seeming to be trying to hide her laughter, Alice was rubbing Jasper's thigh, giggling as well. Emmett was sucked into his TV show, Carlisle and Esme were just watching the scene, (Esme seemed to be giving Rosalie a scolding look) and Edward was still staring at me.

"Um…excuse me." I squeaked. Edward's eyebrows practically hit his hairline as he watched me go. And he still watched me even as I passed behind Carlisle's chair. And the worst part is, I touched the back of my grandfather's neck, told him through our minds that I need to talk with him now and to go to his study, (I thought it so fast, I was praying to all the gods that he heard any word I said.) and Edward most likely heard the entire thing. I could feel his eyes burning holes in the back of my shirt.

I walked towards the bathroom, but then turned abruptly, making a B line to the stairs instead and up to Carlisle's office. The door opened to the high-ceilinged room, the dark wood paneled walls, and then the many books and paintings. I looked around for somewhere to sit, but the only chair was Carlisle's black leather one behind the large mahogany desk. Deciding to stand and just lean against the desk, I could see every picture on the wall. The ones that told the story of Carlisle's past.

It was extremely quiet in the room. No noise except the voices and heart beat downstairs. I listened closely to what they were saying, mostly trying to single out Edward's voice, but he seemed to be silent. Most likely watching Carlisle and waiting for him to excuse himself. I sighed, trailing one finger down the edge of the beautiful desk and then crossing my arms over my chest, staring at my feet.

And then, my eyebrows furrowed as I tried to hear any noise in my lower regions. There wasn't a heartbeat that I could hear. But it had kicked a lot before. I was absolutely terrified at that point. I started hyperventilating like I had on the beach and tried as hard as I could not to think about it. The door suddenly opened and I almost jumped five feet in the air. My brown eyes looked up to see sleek, blonde Carlisle, smiling at me.

"Hello Nessie, what can I do for you?" He asked pleasantly, closing the door behind him. I really started to hyperventilate then, and my heart hammered against my rib cage which most likely everyone within a five mile radius could hear, vampire or not. He looked concerned at me.

"Are you alright? Are you out of breath?" He questioned, coming up closer to me and gently placing a hand on my arm. Probably getting ready in case I just fainted on the spot. I took a few deep breaths and he waited.

"I really need your help…grandpa." Carlisle smiled even wider, giving my arm a small squeeze.

"Anything. What is it you need help with?" I looked around, and then down at the ground as if I had x-ray vision and I could see right through the floor into the living room. He seemed to realize what I was worried about.

"Would you like a change of scenery?" He asked quietly, tilting his head at me. I nodded, smiling weakly at him.

"And well…somewhere where the others can't hear us and…well…my dad is-"Carlisle put his hand up, taking a step back from me and nodding.

"Taken care of. He won't be following us." I almost tackled Carlisle as I hugged him.

"Thank you so much. Where will we be going?" We started quickly down the stairs at an inhuman speed, both slipping out of the back door in no time.

"My office at the hospital. Sadly, it's not going to be mine much longer. We've been having thoughts of moving away from Forks, but of course we haven't made any final plans." He assured me when I flinched at the word moving. Pack couldn't be without Jacob, Jacob had to stay with his pack, Quil couldn't leave his imprint, Claire, and he couldn't just take her away from her home. So if we moved, Jake couldn't come with us. Not at this moment anyway…

We were both seated in his black Mercedes in less than a few seconds; he was already out of the drive way and onto the road by the time I answered.

"Oh, I see. So, we've got plans brewing though, right?" I grimaced slightly, not liking even the thought of leaving Jake, but I guess I just like to throw myself into the torture chamber.

"Yes. We were thinking of going to see the Denali clan for sometime since we haven't visited them in awhile and they haven't gotten to see grown up you." He chuckled, stopping at a red stop light. The engine purred like a cat.

"Hmm. That would be nice. Of course, I remember Tanya, Kate and…" I stopped talking immediately, deciding to just look out the window rather than reminisce the only memories I had of Irina.

Carlisle was quiet too, taking a smooth turn into the Hospital parking lot. There was silence between both of us as we got into the hospital and took an elevator up to his floor. On the way there were many people greeting him, smiling at me and waving. I wondered how many of them actually knew who I was, and the fact that I wasn't supposed to look as old as my mother.

"Here we are." Carlisle said, opening the door for me and then closing the door behind him. It was a normal office, desk, files, books, and chairs. The walls were a pale peach color and Carlisle looked strikingly whiter than usual in comparison to them.

"Edward shouldn't be listening to our conversation, and we're far enough away that he can only hear bits and pieces of our talk anyway." He said, sitting at his desk chair and waving his hand at one of the chairs in front of his desk. I slowly sat in one, my entire body still.

"Now, how may I assist you? Are you hurt in anyway?" I shook my head, looking to my grandfather and my brown eyes pleading.

"You have to promise me that you won't think about this around my father, or you won't tell anyone. Please." Carlisle nodded, smiling warmly at me.

"You have my word." He said. I took a deep breath, looking down at my lap.

"I-I'm…I'm pregnant…with something…and I-I don't know what it is and if it's going to be the same as my birth but…I really need help from a doctor, I think." I forced myself to look back up and Carlisle's brow had furrowed and he wasn't looking at me. I bit my lip and my teeth started to chatter from the nervousness.

Carlisle slowly looked back up to me and his expression turned into surprise.

"Calm down! It's alright! You have my word, I told you." I almost broke down in tears and I was about to thank him for the next few hours but he went on.

"First, a physical exam would be best. An ultrasound if we can see the fetus…you have the same symptoms as Bella?" I swallowed and then nodded.

"Yeah…morning sickness only once though, this morning. Uh…kicking? Thuds in my stomach. But it's not moving anymore and I didn't hear its heart beat! I can't…I…" I trailed off, resting my hand against my stomach and trying to be calm. Carlisle listened to me, and then nodded once, crossing the room to grab something.

He took the stethoscope and placed the buds in his ears, gesturing for me to lift up my shirt. I looked at him, confused, but I moved it up and really looked at my belly. It didn't seem any rounder to me, but it seemed like I could see less of my legs than usual. I shook my head.

My eyes are just playing tricks on me… I thought. Carlisle brought the chest piece down to my stomach and pressed lightly in different places, listening for a few seconds on each spot. I tried to be patient, and tried not freaking out every time I thought he had found something but he hadn't and would just go to a different spot. I sucked in a breath when there were a few nudges to the stethoscope.

You don't like being a guinea pig, do you? I thought, tapping my side as if I was touching the little Monster.

Carlisle finally took the tool away from me, taking a deep breath.

"It's got a very quiet heart beat, but it obviously is alive."

He's calling it, it. He's calling it, it. I couldn't help but think. Pulling my shirt back down and then looking back up at Carlisle, I smiled weakly.

"Thank you. I can't thank you enough…I…I don't know what I'm going to do." He smiled back at me, rubbing the side of his face like he was tired.

"The only thing I can suggest is tell your mother and father. It is going to be very…tense…but this seems like it's going to be just like Bella's pregnancy with you, Nessie. You will get…large very soon."

"I know…" I groaned, standing from the chair. "Well…what's first?" Carlisle made a thinking face, returning his stethoscope to its original place and then waving his hand towards the door.

"Let's get to the ultrasound room first, and then we'll go on from there."

"Thank you again, grandpa." Carlisle sighed.

"Of course. Now, go on." I swallowed through my thick throat and nodded, walking out the door and then following him.

AN: Bum Bum Bum. LOL. no.

I've been very….bad at writing lately xD

The last parts of this chapter I was like: "Oh god, this is total and utter crap, but I want to post it now so I couldn't care less." xDD haha.

This took FIFTEEN pages on Word, and I don't usually do that much for one chapter. Unless it's a special and this one isn't thaaat special. rofl. ANYWHO. Hope you liked it.

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