Disclamer: I own nothing but Emma & Ethan. Oh and Amy.

A.N. Okay just so everyone knows, Jake's wedding is today. Sorry if it's confuzzling. And the Cullens are almost to Forks.

B.P.O.V.

"Oh, god. I'm feeling nauseous again. Will someone PLEASE get me a wet towel!" Amy screeched. I knew she wasn't trying to be a bitch, but she was getting on everyone's nerves. Plus she reeked of dog.

I sighed and brought her a fresh wash cloth. "Here, Ames. Are you okay? You don't look too good." It was the morning of the wedding, and everyone was getting manicures.

"No. I'm not okay. I feel sick. And nervous. But mostly sick. Oh, god." She ran to the restroom and slammed the door.

"I'm sure it's just the nerves."

"I don't know about that Bella," Amy's sister Sharon told me. "She's been throwing up the past couple of mornings." My eyes went wide with everyone else's and we all glanced at each other.

Amy walked back into the salon. "Sorry about that. Nerves always get the best of me." She gave me a week smile.

"Um, Ames?"

"Yeah?"

"Have you and Jacob…." I trailed off, not being able to finish that statement.

She looked at me curiously for a minute. Then her eyes went wide with understanding. "You don't think…no… it couldn't be…"

"I think it's possible…"

"Oh, GOD! We need to go to the drug store RIGHT NOW!" She flew to her feet, disrupting the manicurist without apologizing. "Come on girls. If you aren't in the Mercedes in 30 seconds I'm leaving without you." And with that she stormed out of the salon.

"Hmm…" Sharon pondered. "She reminds me of a mother already!" And we all cracked up and raced out the door into the Mercedes.

"OFF TO WALGREENS!" I shouted as Amy stomped on the break. Then we made the unanimous decision (unanimous with the exception of me of course) that I would be the one to go in, seeing as how I already did this and whatnot and blah blah blah. Cowards.

Emma's P.O.V. (Cause you know you want it)

I stared out the window as we were on our way to our new home. Well, old home, technically.

"Emma? Are you okay? Are you nervous?"

I sighed. "No. Just kind of nauseous." I turned to him. "How are you holdin up, Dad?"

"Fine, fine. I keep telling you that you don't need to worry about me. I'm a big boy." He looked at her and smiled his crooked grin.

"Hey dad, can we stop at this Walgreens up here. I wanna run in and get a Sprite or something."

"Sure, Em." He handed me a ten and told me to get one for him too with a few snacks.

I bounded through the sliding doors and looked around. I ran through aisle after aisle looking for food. I finally found something and turned around to start running as fast as human pace would allow when I bumped into something. Or rather someone. She was about an inch taller than my short height of 5'2. It was then that I looked at her face when we both gasped.

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