A/N: I hope you enjoy this chapter. This is the start of everything bad...

10) Chambers

I stood in that same place for what must have been 15 minutes trying to replay all the days from at least three months ago. That included the infamous Vegas trip, the infamous honeymoon to Isle Esme which Alice sent us on, the time the family was gone so I invited Jacob over for the night, and then this weekend. Four times in the last three months how was I supposed to know when I got pregnant.

"Edward, please calm down."

"I'll calm down when Jacob comes back." I heard my mom and dad saying as they entered the house. I immediately shifted my thoughts to the whole me becoming a vampire thing. But what was up with Jacob gone? Gone? He was gone because of me, I knew it, gone because I was becoming something he didn't like. There was a strange rush to go and chase after him, where ever that might be, but my feet stayed planted in the floor.

"Mom, Carlisle can you come up here?" I called down the stairs. A few seconds later both arrived staring at me in the mirror.

"Mom can you block our thoughts?"

"Your father should know." She answered me back.

"I'll tell him when I'm ready." She nodded her head when her shield was around us.

"You're wrong grandpa." I said.

"Nessie, I know you don't want to believe me but it's going to happen eventually."

"No, I mean that is not the problem we have a case that you have already been through." I hinted.

"No! No! Renesmee Carlie Cullen. Please tell me this isn't true." My mother's voice was a whisper.

"It's true." I muttered back.

"Carlisle do something." My mom ordered.

"That's impossible." Was his answer.

"Obviously not. I though the same thing but hey here I am, pregnant." His face changed from worried grandfather to doctor in a matter of seconds. He ran over to his desk and pulled out a pregnancy test.

"I'm going to need you to take this." I took it with me to the bathroom doing what I had to do. As I walked back in the shades were pulled over the windows and Carlisle had gloves on. He took the test from me and set the timer. We waited in silence until the timer rang.

"This is the most accurate test there is and it says you're pregnant." He announced.

"What is the child going to be?" My mom asked. I never even thought that it was possible that I would be having a vampire that turns into a werewolf.

"While we were waiting I did some Punnett Squares to figure that out. I figured that child either be vampire with the wolf trait but there would be no signs that the child is a wolf just a vampire. Also you could have a human child with the wolf trait but once again no signs of the wolf." Jacob was not going to like this turnout.

"I have a question." I spoke up.

"What is it?" Carlisle responded.

"Shouldn't one of the kids be a werewolf?"

"It's quite unlikely considering you don't have that gene and the werewolf gene is recessive which explains why Billy doesn't turn into a wolf."

"No!" I protested. "Jacob imprinted on me that means we are supposed to be able to carry out the line for future generations and if there is no wolf baby there is no carrying out the gene."

"Maybe we still haven't figured out why people imprint but if we go with the theory now your child would still have the gene which means if they marry someone close to La Push they will most likely have this gene and then your kid will have a shape-shifter." He explained.

"Will the child age?" I asked next trying to keep my mind off what is going to happen when I tell Jake this news.

"Probably. I mean the baby is growing now so there should be no reason why it won't grow later on."

"Bella? Are you in here?" It was my dad knocking on the door.

"Hide all evidence, get on the couch with a blanket Nessie and just think of something else anything else." Carlisle told us. He threw the test and paper work into his draw pulling his chair by me pretending to look at me.

"Hold on honey just a second." My mom called. She went over to the door, unlocked it and opened it.

"What's going on?" He asked. I tried my best to think about how much I hated this stupid mutation and how Jacob just left.

"You know just making sure our darling is alright." My mom lied sorta.

"Oh well then, how is everything Carlisle?"

"She is not worse or better. I guess time will tell."

"I just came up here to tell you Jacob still hasn't returned and his pack hasn't heard anything from him today." My dad informed us. His eyes moved across the room scanning every piece of furniture. I knew that he knew something was up.

"Why'd he leave?" I asked.

"He said he needed time unwind. It was a lot for him to see you almost dead in his arms and from what I heard he still hasn't gotten over scratching you." I sighed realizing that Jacob would be way too worried about me when it came to this.

Too bad he couldn't read minds or else he'd see how much I loved him and couldn't ask for anything else. I also wished to let him know that the scratch that now was a scar wasn't so bad. I liked it actually it's like always having Jacob with me, a commemorative scar almost. My father cleared his throat obviously listening in on my conversations in my head.

I started coughing which made my whole body ache. Then of course like I have been doing for the past hour I threw up once again.

"This sucks." I groaned flopping down on the couch.

"We'll leave you alone now. Get some rest and I'll come to check on you in a few hours." Grandpa said ushering mom and dad outside. I closed my eyes waiting for sleep to come find me.

I was walking with Jacob on a crowded street back in Forks. As we turned the corner heading for Charlie's house there was no one in sight. I went to hold Jacob's hand but he wasn't there either. I looked down and saw a child in a basket. It had the features of me and Jake, a beautiful baby girl.

As I picked the kid up to hold my baby she shifted into a toddler pulling on my shirt calling me mommy, Mommy. Once again I tried to pick her up but the scene changed to a house right on the water. It was our daughter she was 16 just like her parents. The girl who had black eyes just like her father pulled me down to the beach where there were people sitting in rows. I looked around some more finding that our daughter was getting married and not 16 but 26. When we got to the end of the aisle and she kissed her husband, who looked a lot like Jeremy, they turned around and threw the bouquet of flowers.

I was the one to catch the flowers but as soon as I did the setting changed once more my daughter and her husband bringing home the new addition to the family a baby boy. Jacob returned to the picture taking my hand and walking with me down the winding road. The weather started to change with dark clouds and the wind picked up as well.

We reached a place guarded with giant gates. Jake led me through the gates and through the cemetery. As we reached a head stone I found that the baby boy who was my grandson had grown up to be older than me. I looked down to see an open grave with my daughter inside. She was bleeding from everywhere and someone was choking her. I stepped forward to stop this person but instead the boy shifted into a wolf. I jumped back but he caught me between his teeth throwing me into the grave as well. I landed in a puddle of blood as I looked around watching as Jeremy came towards me with a bag. I tried backing away but there was no where to go. I tripped and then next thing I knew I was being choked too.

I woke up in a sweat, breathing heavy. It was just a dream I told myself. I looked at the clock noticing that it read 8:13. I got up making my way downstairs. I passed Alice and Jaspers room with the light on. I saw Jasper reading a book and figured he'd know.

"Hey, Uncle Jazz?" I asked.

"What's up?" He said still looking at his book.

"Is Jacob home yet?" I was praying he'd say yes.

"No, I'm sorry." He finally looked up studying my facial expression. He immediately sent reassurance waves throughout the room.

"Oh good you're awake. I'm going to need to check you." It was Carlisle who came around the corner.

"Ok thanks. Bye Jazz." I called.

"Nessie wait." He called after me. "Please don't do anything stupid. He'll come back soon enough, everyone needs a little bit of space." I nodded my head holding back tears I could feel forming. I walked into the room that was held captive for what felt like days but it was only hours.

Carlisle checked my heart beat, my vision, how easily I bruised, which was getting worse, and my breathing.

"Nothing besides the bruising seems abnormal so just keep resting." He told me and with that he was gone. I was left once again all alone in this room. I walked around for a while and then got tired so I had to sit down. I picked up Wuthering Heights, my mom's favorite book, and resumed where I left off. I thought it might help me take my mind off of things but it didn't. I felt like Catherine when she was stuck in her room and wouldn't come out knowing her true love was somewhere.

I threw the book across the room frustrated. I went downstairs to find there was no one there. I went into the kitchen and found a note that read:

Nessie,

We've gone hunting we will be atleast five miles out. If you need anything I have my cell phone just call and I'll be back. We'll probably be out until 11.

Stay safe: Mom

I crumpled the note tossing it in the garbage. I looked in the firdge for something to eat but there was nothing that appealed to me right now, even if I was starving. It was dead silent in the house all there was my heart beat and the sound of time ticking slowly driving me insane. I groaned in frustration getting back up. It was only 9:00 and I surely wasn't tired considering all the sleep I've been getting lately. I walked around into the room that held my father's piano. As I played "Renesmee's Lullaby" tears srated to streak my cheeks. This was the song that my father played on my Sweet 16 for the dance with me and Jacob.

As I slammed the case shut on the keys fed up with it, I noticed a picture. It was the one Alice took when me and Jacob got married in Vegas. Rage started to fill me remebering all the good times and knowing Jacob wouldn't come back for who knows how long. I had to find him.

I stormed out the back doors knowing my dad couldn't hear what I was thinking considering his power only reached a 4 mile radius. I ran threw the woods smelling the air trying to catch any sent of wolf. The only smells there were was deer, rain and birds. I began feeling dizzy and my body begged to rest but I pushed on knowing I needed to find him. The forest got denser and darker as I kept running. Tears clouded my vision, my head spun faster, I started caughing harder and then black.

I woke up in a poorly lit room. It was musky smelling and cold. I heard mumbled voices coming from the other room.

"Hello?" I called out noticing I was strapped down to a table.

"You're awake! Now we can get down to buisness." A voice said as two dark hooded figures stood in the doorway to my chamber of death.

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