A/N: Sorry for the delay, my charger for my laptop broke, so I could only update once this week, that's why it's a doube update. I'd like to discuss the reasoning for Jacob not being involved in this story. The main reason Bella starter to hang out with Jacob is because of the motorcycles. Bella is not reckless and stupid when she has more than herself to take care of. She wouldn't go and feel the need to take the bikes if it could put her child in danger.
Hope that clears things up.

I clutched Damien closer to my chest, this couldn't be happening. This just couldn't be. Everything was lost now; I couldn't deal with something like this.

Leaning against a very familiar silver Volvo, parked next to my Audi, was the very vampire who had changed my life.

"Bella, are you okay?" Angela asked me.

"I don't know,"

"Do you want me to stay with you?" she asked.

"No, you've done so much for me, Angela. I'll handle this,"

"Are you sure, Bella? I really wouldn't mind helping you get the baby situated."

"It's alright; you can come over tomorrow if you'd like to see Damien more."

She nodded and I stepped out from inside her car. I felt weightless, the white dress that went to just below my knees and had thick straps on my shoulders, made me feel and look almost like an Angel.

"Thank you, Angela."

"No problem,"

She gave me one more smile before she drove back home. My overnight bag swung from my left arm and I held onto Damien for dear life.

We stared at each other for what seemed like forever. My eyes burned at the sight of his perfection. He eyed me with a shocked expression.

I suppose I would too, if I left my human lover, only to return to see that they were a vampire.

Things with Damien had changed me more than I guessed. The process had been slow, but I was changed, and without any pain either.

If I could get pregnant by a vampire, why couldn't that child change me? Damien started to move a bit in my arms, I took that as a queue to go inside and stop this little reunion.

I walked past him to the pathway that led to the door. He grabbed my shoulder before I could make it there.

"Bella," he breathed.

I wrenched my arm away from him and threw the door open without using the key. I would fix it when I wasn't so… I couldn't even think of what I was.

I ran up the stairs and closed the door to the nursery. I put Damien in his crib and then I collapsed to the floor.

I knew what I was, I was scared shitless. Why was he here? So many emotions danced through my head.

I should have been angry that he left, and then he just showed up out of the blue. Sad that after all this time I still loved him, god I was pathetic. Scared that maybe, he was here to take away my child.

I was shaking at that thought. For the last few months, Damien was the only reason I could even continue on living.

I picked myself up and watched as my son slept. Every feature reminded me so much of the man downstairs.

The bronze hair, the green eyes that would undoubtedly change as he grew older. The perfect little jaw and his beautiful eyelashes.

I pieced myself together slowly; I would have to face him at some point. Part of me, most of me, didn't want to.

If he wanted his son, if his family wanted his son, there was no way I could try to stop seven of them.

I looked again to my son. If anyone tried to take him away, I wouldn't hesitate to kill them.

I shook my head to get out of my pessimistic thoughts. It was always possible he was here for something else, that he didn't care about the baby.

I walked slowly to the door and opened it again. I calmed myself; I needed to act like an adult, not a teenager.

I was a mother now; I would do what was best for my child. Even if it broke my heart all over again.