So I felt bad cause it took me so long to update before and then it was sad. So here you go: the the next chapter of 7 Beautiful Vampires and a Clumsy Human...Bella: Engaged and Pregnant?!?! Don't forget to read and review!

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Bella's POV

The butterflies in my stomach jumped erratically as Edward drove my truck toward my house. I stared at the never-ending green blur that sped by my window, my thoughts so jumbled that they didn't even make sense to me. Not to mention, I hadn't been able to stop fidgeting since Edward had buckled me into my seat; my arm would twitch, my leg would jump, my hand would go numb from sitting on it. And it was all driving Edward nuts.

"Bella, would you please sit still. You're going to drive me mad."

"Sorry, Edward," I said, uncrossing my legs, just to fold them again. "I can't help it."

He gave me a pointed look and sighed. I turned my attention back to the window. We were getting closer to my house now –the green was being interrupted by a splotch of color caused by a house speeding by more and more frequently. My stomach flipped again.

Finally, after an entirely too short drive, we reached our destination. I took a deep breath and stared up at the ominous looking white A-frame. Edward was by my side, planting a line of kisses across my collarbone. "It's going to be OK. I'm right here," he whispered soothingly, and helped me out of the car.

I just sighed in response, glancing toward the spot where Charlie parked the cruiser. It wasn't there which meant I had some time. I grabbed Edward's cool hand with mine, and used my other to unlock the deadbolt.

We had just sat down on the couch, hands still intertwined, when I heard the crunch of tires on the driveway. I braced myself for the storm that was about to come.

"Hey Bells, Edward," Charlie greeted us. He took his police gear off and sat down in the chair adjacent to the couch. "You alright, Bella? You look a little pale."

"I'm fine, Dad," I assured him. "It's just…"

He looked at me expectantly, but I couldn't continue. My throat closed around the words.

Thankfully, Edward was there to take over. "Charlie, Bella and I have something to tell you, and she doesn't think you'll take it well."

"Oh God, you're pregnant, aren't you?" If I wasn't so shocked at his assumption, I would have laughed at the look on his face. I don't think I've ever seen him so terrified.

"Dad, no–" I could finish my sentence, though, because he just continued.

"I mean, sure I expected that you two were, well, you know…but I thought you were smarter that. Especially, after we talked…"

I grimaced at the memory. That was not a discussion I hoped to relive, and I thought the feeling was mutual. Yet, here he was, bringing it up again…

I stole a glance at Edward. He had his lips pressed together in a tight line, visibly trying to restrain his laughter. I could only imagine what was occurring in my father's head.

"No, Dad, calm down. I'm not –let me repeat, not– pregnant, nor was I, nor will I be anytime soon." Just one of the many perks of a vampire boyfriend, I added mentally, but I'd never tell Charlie that. I'd end up in an asylum if I did.

My father, however, didn't look convinced. "But, Bells, you don't know how hard it is to be a parent when you're young, especially if you're not married. If you're sure you're not going to have a baby," he paled as he said the word, "just promise me you two are being careful."

"Sir," Edward took over my attempts, "Bella and I have yet to do anything like that, but when we do, I can guarantee that there will be absolutely no chance of her becoming pregnant."

I let a small giggle escape, so quietly only Edward would have been able to hear it. Which I'm sure he did, because his eyebrow raised a fraction of an inch. I couldn't believe we were having this conversation with my father –even Carlisle would have been better, with his medical degree and all. Awkward, yes, but, still better.

At least Charlie seemed to be calming down; his color was coming back a little.

We sat there in an extremely uncomfortable silence for a few moments. I shifted so I was leaning against Edward and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. Charlie glanced at the clock on the table by the TV. Finally, the silence was broken.

"So, what did you two want to tell me?" Kind if makes you nostalgic for the awkward window of silence, doesn't it?

"Well," I held out my ringed hand, "Edward and I are engaged."

Charlie let out a low whistle as he stood and inspected the ring. Then, he hit the floor with a rather loud thump.

"Dad?" Edward and I shifted off of the couch to make sure Charlie was alright. I grabbed a throw pillow from the couch and wedged it between his head and the floor. A few seconds later, his eyelids fluttered open.

"Charlie, are you OK? We could take you to see Carlisle; I'm sure he wouldn't mind taking a look at your head. You hit pretty hard," Edward question softly.

Charlie shook his head and then winced. "No, I'm fine. Just a little dizzy is all," he replied.

I rose to my feet and walked into the kitchen to get some ice. As I hit the tray against the sink to knock a few cubes free, I could see my dad through the doorway. He tried to sit up, but grabbed his head, and lay back down. Edward helped him onto the couch, and I wrapped the ice in a dishtowel.

"Here," I said when I finally returned, "put it on your head. It always helps me."

Edward grinned at me and then turned his sttention back to Charlie. "I really think you should go see Carlisle," he told him. This time he agreed.

During the drive to the Cullens' everyone was quite. Being as Charlie was in no condition to drive, we were forced to take the truck. Edward drove, and I was squished in the middle. To my left, a cool piece of granite that, under other circumstances, I'd have no problem snuggling against. To my right, a very confused looking Charlie. This was just great...

"You know," he said, "I must have hit my head pretty hard. I could swear that you said you two were engaged just before I passed out."

Edward and I glanced at each other, both desperately trying to restrain our laughter.

"Well, actually, we kind of are," I supplied. My father looked completely shocked.

Thankfully, by that time, we had reached the Cullens'. Charlie was ushered inside to Carlisle by a giggling Alice who'd "seen" the whole thing and knew that she'd probably be the only one (with the exception of Jasper, who was hunting) that would be able to keep him calm.

Edward and I lingered outside a while longer, though. He sat on the grass, back to one of the large trees that shaded the entire yard, me in his lap.

"I think that went fairly well, actually," I said. Edward chuckled.

"Yes, it could have much worse," he agreed.

"You won't be saying that after we tell Renée."

"Who knows. I didn't think I say that about when we told Charlie."

"True…"

"What?"

I answered his question with one of my own. "It's just…what was Charlie thinking? When he asked if we having a baby?"

Edward's musical laughter surrounded me. "He was thinking of all the possible ways he could kill me."

"Oh really?" I said between giggles. "What did he come up with?"

"Nothing that would work, seeing as none of his ideas included tearing me apart and burning the pieces, or killing his only daughter."

I didn't have a reply to that other than to lean my head against his stone cold chest and smile.


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