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Chapter Nine: Breaking News

I could hear Jake enter the house. I still didn't know how I was going to break the news to him. It had been a few weeks since he went out in his wolf form, so he had been due for a run, unless he wanted to continue to age. I sat on the edge of our bed closest to the bathroom door, in case I needed to make a quick exit. Carlisle had told me that according to measurements, it appeared that the fetus was growing at a "normal rate" – that it would be nine months from conception before he would make his debut, but that could always change.

"Honey?" I was interrupted from my reverie by my husband standing only a foot in front of me. I hadn't even heard Jake climb the stairs.

Oh God, this is it! I thought. My heart rate picked up immediately as I pulled the corner of my bottom lip between my teeth. I began picking at a string hanging from the hem of my shirt sleeve.

"Your Dad said you wanted to talk to me?" Jake questioned. From the corner of my eye I could see his face and it nearly broke my heart right then. The confusion was amplifying the worry on his face. His eyes were puffy and red with prominent dark circles underneath. He had been crying – that much was clear.

"Yes." I whispered without looking him in the face. I patted the bed beside me. He would want to be sitting when I told him the news. What if he thinks it is the incubus'? What if he phases right beside me? Suddenly fear of his reaction flooded through me. I had to do this before I lost my nerve. I turned to him, pulling the leg closest to him on the bed as I did. I grabbed his hands with my own; I could feel him shaking. I wasn't afraid though, it wasn't angry shaking…yet…he was afraid. I took a deep breath and forced myself to look into his eyes. "I spoke to Carlisle this morning. You know about me getting sick?"

He nodded his head, but remained silent. He squeezed my hands urging me to continue.

My throat felt incredibly dry as the deep breaths that I took slid down it. "He thinks…" I gulped, and wetted my lips. I forced a smile onto my face, but I was sure that I looked more in pain than happy.

"Oh God, Ness." Jacob dropped my hands as huge tears started to roll down his perfect cheeks. His weary head fell into his large strong hands as muffled sobs tore through his body, shaking the entire bed. "Whatever is wrong with you...I swear...I...I...won't stop. I won't stop until you're..." His words were muffled and broken as he tried to pull himself together. He slowly lifted his face before he reached one hand out to cup the my cheek. "...better. Believe me when I say that I would give anything to take this...whatever it is away." His words were confident in his conviction, although he still didn't know Carlisle's diagnosis.

I reached up to hold the hand that was brushing my face and felt that my cheeks were wet with my own tears. I took in everything about my handsome husband. Starting from his tender, loving eyes and moving down his body, memorizing everything about him in this moment when he still loved me. His body broke down into sobs again, and I shook myself from my selfishness. He was unnecessarily worrying about what to do about the disease that I didn't have.

"Let me finish first, okay Jake." I pulled his hands back in mine and restarted, "He's confident that…" Why is this sentence so hard to say!? "…I'm pregnant."

His jaw dropped and his eyes flew open, bulging out of the sockets. His body began to shake uncontrollably. Fear rippled through me. He's put the pieces together. He's going to rip me to shreds! I couldn't force my body to move from my place, although fear shot through me. Perhaps I deserved it.

He lunged forward; his hard body was crushing mine as he continued to shake. He pulled his face back, to look into mine. He was smiling hugely, tears streaming down his face. He wasn't going to kill me, he was...overcome with joy! His eyes suddenly went wide as he gingerly extracted himself from on top of me and back to a sitting position on the edge of our bed. "I...I'm sorry. Did I hurt you? I shouldn't have..." He was frantically searching my body with his hands, unconsciously sending a swell of lust straight to my core. I grabbed his face in my hands as I smirked at him and shook my head 'no'. "Oh thank God." He breathed out in relief. He began kissing my face passionately, making his way down my neck and chest to my stomach. I couldn't even hide the cheesy grin on my face if I wanted to. He looked up into my face as he planted a kiss right below my belly button.

"Jake, I love you." I whispered as I stared at the ceiling, thanking my lucky stars over and over again.

"Renesmee" he purred, pulling me up to sit again. "You have given me the greatest gift in the world." Suddenly his face fell into a stone mask. Oh god, he remembered the incubus! "What does Carlisle think?" He questioned. I felt my brows furrow in confusion. What would Carlisle know about the paternity? "Are you going to be okay? Will you stretch? How fast is it growing? When is it due?" The questions poured out.

I smiled and a little giggle escaped. He is worried about me. "He isn't sure about anything, but it appears that the…baby…is growing at a normal human pace." Kisses covered my face again. "Carlisle said that it could change - and that if…things aren't working correctly with me…he would have to…um" I dropped my head. I couldn't give him good news without the bad. "terminate it." I whispered the word, half-way hoping that he hadn't heard it.

"It's okay baby. I know that our baby will be just fine. You wouldn't have gotten pregnant if it wasn't meant to be. Either way, I wouldn't want a baby if it was going to kill you." No, he was wrong; he had given me the greatest gift in the world. He was choosing to believe that it was his child. I hated to ruin his moment of happiness, but I couldn't wait until he was born and break Jake's heart all over again.

"Jake." I looked into his face, unafraid, yet worried. I stammered, opening my mouth and closing it before anything escaped. Could I do this? Yes. "The estimated conception date was nearly two months ago." I sighed, hoping he would understand without me needing to say the words. "It isn't precise, because Carlisle can't scan through my stomach, but…the baby could," I paused again, unsure what exactly to say. Closing my eyes I continued. "…be either yours or the incubus' based on the date."

The room was quiet. I peeked to see whether Jake had bolted at the news; instead he remained in front of me. His eyes bore into mine. I gulped and decided to try something. "But I think it's yours. If it was…his…chances are things would be progressing quicker. But you are human, and I am half-human."

"It makes sense, Ness." He hugged me. "I don't blame you, baby." He sighed, resigned. "Even if it's not mine, I will love it, because it is yours." He kissed me gently then pulled away to stroke my hair. He had so much love in his eyes that it nearly broke my heart.

I didn't deserve him. When had he become so understanding? Perhaps we were better…perhaps we could live happily. The way that we had once upon a time.


A/n: Any of you out there have interesting "I'm pregnant" stories? Please share!