Chapter 11: Hospital

Nessie's POV

I tried to fight it. I didn't want to go to the hospital like no matter how much my father insisted. I could not deny the fact that I needed help though. I just wanted it from Carlisle. Not some regular human Doctor. My grandfather Carlisle. He was the only one that I trusted enough to look at me. Mainly because I was afraid of my secret being discovered. Not that they had the technology to detect me there. But I'm sure that they could still notice that there was something odd about me.

I didn't have the energy to keep fighting my father on the subject though. So I just let him win and take me to the hospital. My father was just to stubborn and I was just too sick.

I got dizzy and had to stop several times. My dad, being the true gentleman that he was, had offered to carry me, but I turned down his offer. There is no way he would've been strong enough to carry me all the way to the hospital. Not when he was only human.

Just as we arrived at the hospital I got super dizzy again and then I fainted. I actually fainted.

The first thing I felt when I came to was a cold hand. It felt so good against my feverish skin. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was my grandfather standing right next to me. The look he had on his face scared me to death. There had to be something seriously wrong with me for him to have that grave look on his face. Oh why did my mother have to pass on humanity's weaknesses to me?

"Carlisle?" Oh god it hurt to speak. It hurt so much.

"Oh Nessie" he said as he quickly hugged me. Thank god you're awake. You had me so scared.

"What's wrong with me? What happened?" I asked. A fit of coughs erupted from my chest after I spoke.

"You fainted that's what happened" he simply stated.

"But why? What's wrong with me?" I choked out.

"Nessie why did you leave the house like that when you clearly were ill? Why would you risk yourself like that? Why didn't you just wait for me to get home and look you over? You know I would have stopped you from doing something so stupid if I had been home"

"Exactly and that's why I went. I knew you would've stopped me but I just had to try to end things with my father. Unfortunately I wasn't able to do that. This dating him thing has to end already. It's freaking me out. The only person I want to date is Jacob. The true love of my life-"

"Who is Jacob?"

Oh crap. I guess I never mentioned Jacob to him. I kind of didn't want to mention the fact that the father of my child is the natural enemy of the vampire. No. My poor grandfather could only take so much shock at once.

"The father" was all I said to him.

"Oh"

"Carlisle what is wrong with me? You still haven't answered me"

"Nessie you need to rest now" he insisted. He was about to get up to leave when I stopped him.

"No. I need an answer. What is wrong with me?" I asked him again.

He sighed. The grave look on his face told me that this was very serious. Whatever was wrong with me was not good at all.

"Nessie I don't know how to tell you this but it seems that you have caught the Spanish flu"

My mind seemed to go into shock. No. This could not be happening. This could not be happening. There was no way in hell that I could I have caught the illness that killed so many people. Wait a minute, what about my baby?! Could my illness kill the baby growing within me?! The movement I felt told me that he or she was still alive. That was good news. But what it hurt the baby? I was about to ask my grandfather when he suddenly and unexpectedly swiftly left the room.

I had so many questions. So many worries. So many concerns. Was I going to die? Was my vampire side strong enough to fight it? If I lived would it affect my child? Why couldn't I have just inherited vampire's natural immunity to all human ailments?! I had to live. I just had to. We had to live. We would be okay. I had to believe that we would both be okay.

"Carlie!" I heard the familiar voice of my father shout.

"Edward what are you doing here? You're not supposed to be back here. I would've yelled at him if I had had the energy to do so. He was needlessly risking himself here.

"I had to come see you. I've been waiting for you to wake up since you fainted"

"Edward I have the Spanish flu. You better get out of here before you catch it to"

"You have the what?!" he said completely shocked.

"Spanish flu. Now I insist you get out of here before you to become infected"

Of course he would get infected anyway in a few months time. It had to stay that way. He couldn't get infected now.

"Carlie I don't care. All I care about is you and making sure that you are ok-"

He never got to finding his sentence because at that moment I felt a massive tearing in my abdomen followed by a lot of kicking and tearing. The baby was going to tear and bite it's way out of me like a vampire-human hybrid.

Sick with the Spanish flu, out here in a public hospital, and in the presence of my human father. Jesus Christ this baby could not have picked a worse time to be born.

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