And I am back, couldn't leave you in the dark too long. I felt guilty.

"Well Renesmee, I have your results,"

"Ok, what are they?"

"The results are positive, you're pregnant."

I wasn't sure how to react. I could be happy I was going to be a mom or annoyed that I was not married (the date for the wedding would have to be moved up so I would still fit in my wedding dress) or just terrified as to how people would react. I went with terrified.

Edward would be so mad. I was considering sending Jake to London or Paris, someplace far away with a lot of witnesses, but I doubt he would go. Jake was not one to be openly intimidated by my father. Speaking of Jake, he would be thrilled. Though he would never admit to putting it there, or that it was even his, I'd found a book of baby names behind our bed with Tiffany and Eli circled.

I liked the name Eli, Tiffany had always sounded like stripper's name to me, though.

I thanked Carlisle and then went downstairs in a bit of a daze. I decided it was better to tell Jacob when it hadn't sunk in yet, so that I didn't get cold feet and not tell him until I was in labor. Which was likely to happen.

"Jake? Can I talk to you upstairs for a minute?" usually when I said this it involved sucking and virtually no cloths. Which might have been why he eagerly dumped his plate in the sink and nearly ran to the doorframe I was standing in. We headed up the stairs to our bedroom.

He eagerly pressed him mouth to mine and held me close enough so I could feel his erection pressing against my lower stomach. I was tempted to just forget about it for a few minutes, or hours. You never really knew with Jake. His recovery time was amazing though.

"I gotta tell you something," I hesitated.

"What? Come on you can tell me anything."

"Anything?"

"Yeah, though if its something bad it might go over better without so much clothing…" he trailed off seductively.

"Not bad…"

"Come on Nessie I'm dieing here, just tell me."

"Um, I'm pregnant."

He froze. I heard his heart beat accelerate slowly and I could hear his mind frantically trying to comprehend this new information through the mental connection we shared from my touch.

"What? But how…"

"Do you want be to go into the details?"

He suddenly brought his mouth crashing on mine.

When the kiss ended he gasped for a moment and then spoke.

"I'm gonna be a dad," he said in awe and amazement. He sounded so happy.

"Yeah,"

"Oh shit, your dad's going to kill me!"

"Emmett and Jasper will be there when we tell him and I'm going to talk to Alice about moving our Wedding date up."

"Already done!" came a yell from down stairs I new to be Alice's.

"Should have known they were listening."

Edward's Auston Martin pulled into the drive way and he and my mother got out.

"We should probably tell them know, since everyone else was eavesdropping."

Jake squirmed uncomfortably.

"Maybe you should go take a cold shower."

"It's not that, he's just going to be really really mad,"

"That's why we have the rest of my family here. And you heal fast."

"Thanks," he said sarcastically.

So five minutes later, a very confused and irritated Edward was seated between Emmett and Jasper on the couch. Jake and I were sitting on the couch facing his. The rest of my family was dispersed around the room, all facing Edward.

Emmett started to hum Viva la Vida. It was obvious that he was trying to block Edward out of him head. Everyone else seemed to be too.

"If you're so desperate to keep me out of your head please sing a different song, I hate Coldplay."

"Fine, Bella?" said Emmett making a silent request to my mother. She nodded and I knew she was shielding us from Edward's mind reading abilities with her mind.

Edward huffed in irritation.

"Is someone going to tell me what is going on?" asked Edward.

"Before I tell you, you have to promise not to get mad," I said, knowing it wouldn't really matter but trying all the same.

"I can't do that,"

"I'm not telling you until you do." I folded my arms across my chest in defiance.

"Fine,"

"I'm pregnant,"

My mother squealed and ran to hug me. I looked over my shoulder at Edward who was froze with a look of shock on his face.

No one expected what happened next.