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Previously: "Yeah," she sobered slightly but her giggles remained intense and the convolutions were a welcome torture to my dick that remained buried inside her. "It just occurred to me…one surface down…which do we…initiate next?"

She continued to giggle uncontrollably and she attempted to look at me. I rolled my eyes at her comment then started chuckling from above her. Despite not knowing about what she possibly was or what was wrong with her, she didn't seem to appear bothered at all.

"How about we try out the tub?" She was up and sprinting for the bathroom before I even finished the word 'tub'. I was beginning to think her sexual appetite could rival any vampire. I sighed happily then followed my wife into the already steaming bathroom.


Chapter 11: Miscalculations

The last three months had been pure heaven for me. I had a loving husband who adored everything about me and was drop dead gorgeous. His family was equally amazing; they welcomed me warmly and accepted me from day one, except Rosalie of course. The only thing that made my heart ache was the fact that my parents had disowned me and I couldn't share my happiness with them.

My new family sensed my unease, probably with the help of Jasper somehow and they would double their efforts at keeping me comfortable and loved. Even Rosalie seemed to be warming up to me and didn't glare at me on an hourly basis but she spent most of her time in the garage. Alice was constantly taking me to Port Angeles or Seattle for shopping, I now had as much stuff as here, which only irritated me. Emmett and Jasper were always finding new ways to tease me or test my newfound abilities then we would always wind up rolling on the ground in fits of laughter. Esme was continually asking me for help around the house or asking me to refresh her memory on how to cook certain things; I was always willing to assist her when needed. Sadly, to Carlisle I was sort of a science project, my immortality being an instant spark of curiosity for him.

Then there was Edward, my forever loving, adoring husband. He was always at my side whether I wanted to laugh, cry, sulk or get angry. I think he enjoyed it when I was angry about something. His eyes were always black whenever I was fuming and he would turn lecherous around me. He was also proving to be a very big distraction from everything including when I should eat. Most days, anyone could find us hidden away in our private cottage.

It was a miracle that Edward's hands weren't anywhere near my body, in fact, at the moment he was twiddling around on my laptop at the small dining table while I was in the kitchen making myself some dinner.

Three months of happiness, three months of pure love, three months of uninhibited sex, three months of…of… As I did the math quickly in my head and the figures started to add up, I involuntarily dropped the bowl of salad I was holding.

"Bella?" Edward was by my side in a flash, staring intently into my eyes. "What's wrong?"

"I'm late…," my tone was hushed and filled with panic.

He looked thoughtful for a moment before replying. "I don't remember you mentioning having any appointments."

I rolled my eyes at his naivety. "No, I'm late!" I emphasized the last word and nodded slowly. I knew the exact moment that he got it because his eyes grew to the size of flying saucers.

"Bella, that isn't possible, I can't have kids," he shook his head violently from side to side.

"How do you know, have you been tested?" I asked incredulously.

He stared at me for a moment, not saying a word. "Um, no I haven't, but no vampire has ever gotten pregnant in our history."

"Just because the females don't get pregnant doesn't mean the males don't work as well. Honestly, you've been to medical school how many times?" Edward's shoulders sagged and I grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the front door.

"What are you doing?" He asked but followed me willingly out the door and down the road toward the main house.

"We're going to go talk to Carlisle, get this figured out." I heard him sigh heavily but I refused to acknowledge his irritation. If I were carrying his child, wouldn't he want to know about it?

We made quick work of the gravel road between the two houses and within several minutes, we were bursting through the front door. I pulled Edward pass all the curious eyes straight into Carlisle's office, where he immediately jumped to his feet in surprise.

"Bella, Edward?" His head jerked back and forth and his eyes darted about the room as if searching for an invisible enemy. "What's wrong?"

I stood before him, statue still and certain of what I was about to do, prying ears be damned. "Carlisle, I need you to test Edward's sperm. I think I might be pregnant." Carlisle's jaw dropped to the floor and his hand slid off the book he was leaning on. I heard Edward groan in annoyance at the same time I heard Emmett chuckle from upstairs.

"I'm sorry…did you just say you think you are pregnant?" My father-in-law practically stuttered his question and I could tell he was fighting to understand my words.

"You heard me correctly. I haven't had a period in three months. Normally that would be cause for wondering."

Carlisle tilted his head to the side and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly in agreement. Edward then growled and released my hand before he approached his father. Carlisle handed him a small cup and gave him an apologetic wince.

"I think this is the one time where sorry won't cure it!" Edward glared at the poor doctor then snatched the cup away violently. He then slowly turned around and gave me a knowing glance that had me nervous. He placed a chaste kiss on my cheek before sauntering out of the office.

"What do you think the odds are that I could actually be pregnant?" I crossed my arms over my belly, letting my hand caress my stomach where I hoped there was a baby.

He hissed and winced at the same time and I knew I wouldn't like his answer. "I'm afraid the odds are pretty slim, like .0001%. We're undead creatures; everything about us is dead so it would be logical that since we are dead, we can't create life."

My chest constricted and my stomach sank at his less than desirable percentage. My hands tightened on my abdomen, saddened that the odds were so low. I was startled when Edward stormed back into the room then slammed the cup of yellowish goo on Carlisle's table.

"That was fast…" I whispered.

"I was…inspired," he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at me then turned his menacing eyes on his father. "So, get on with the testing."

Carlisle took the cup over to his microscope and made quick work of preparing the slide with Edward's semen, then slid it into place. He gazed down the lens and I could tell that his eyebrows had risen in obvious surprise. "Edward, come look at this and tell me what you see," Carlisle stepped aside to let his now curious son examine his findings.

Edward gazed down the microscope lens then pulled away slightly only to look again for an even longer time. "Is this for real?"

"What?" I asked as calmly as I could.

"It sure looks like it to me." Carlisle responded with a nonchalant shrug.

"But how is it possible when we're not even alive?" Edward shook his head from side to side as if it would shake loose some information he had locked away in his head.

"WHAT?" I asked a bit more forcefully.

"To be honest I'm not sure. I've never researched vampire semen before so I never expected this," my father-in-law stated in a tone laced with surprise.

My fists started to clench tightly and I swear I felt my eyebrow twitch a couple times.

"I totally understand that but…I don't understand how this is possible." Edward hung his head in defeat.

"WHAT IS IT DAMN IT?" I finally snapped and shouted at the top of my lungs. Both male heads snapped up in shock at my yelling but Carlisle was the one that looked at me terrified.

"Calm down, you're eyes are red. If you are pregnant than this anger isn't good for the baby." Carlisle held up his hands in a calming fashion and his eyes darted between Edward and me. He then motioned with one hand toward the scope, "take a look for yourself."

I stormed toward the high tech microscope that was much better than the ones in school and looked down. Small whitish bean sprouts wiggled their away around and an alarming rate. I pulled away from the eyepiece then looked back down, thinking I was seeing things.

"They look like they are crazy don't they…like they are…" Edward paused as if searching for the right words to use.

"On speed?" Both men chuckled at my comparison and I looked back down to view the slid. The very active sperm really did look like sparkling bean sprouts on speed. It was somewhat funny to look at…and gross. "This means vampire semen is very active doesn't it? Does this also mean I could be pregnant?" I tried to disguise the hope in my voice for something else but I feared I failed when one of Edward's eyebrows hitched slightly in curiosity.

Edward looked from me to the doctor, an equally interested expression upon his face.

Carlisle glanced from Edward, to me then back to Edward. Edward nodded his head as if answering a silent question, which I guess he was. Carlisle then let out a deep breath and walked over to his desk again. "Who would have thought I would ever actually need the new ultrasound machine." Carlisle sifted through the bottom drawer of his desk and pulled out a large iPod looking device with what looked like a microphone attached to it. "Lie down on the sofa and slide your shirt up so I can check your belly."

I nearly flew to the couch and laid down, eager to see the life Edward and I had created that was currently growing inside me. Carlisle took a seat next to me and I lift my shirt, exposing my still flat stomach. He clicked a switch on the handheld machine and placed the microphone doohickey to my stomach.

As Carlisle stared at the screen and moved the microphone thingy over my stomach, his eyebrows drew closer and closer together, making me more and more nervous. "This isn't my field of expertise but I do know when something isn't right. Bella, I'm sorry but you're not pregnant. I can see an egg in your uterus but it appears like a stone. It seems frozen, petrified…" Carlisle looked at me saddened then took the monitor away from my stomach and walked slowly over to his desk, putting the monitor away in the same drawer it came from. "I'm sorry Bella but I don't think you can have children. Now that you are immortal, it appears like your body has gone into premature menopause, which means you won't have periods anymore but it also means you can't have children, you're infertile."

While Carlisle was explaining my newfound infertility, I felt Edward's hands grip my shoulders tightly. I had always heard that you never knew you wanted something until it was denied to you. Now I understood what it was getting at. I had never thought about kids but the second I realized I might be pregnant with Edward's child my motherly instinct took over. I wanted that baby and now it looks like I will never get that chance. I would never get the chance to be the mother mine never was. In only the half hour I thought I was with a child, I had fallen in love with him or her, but there would never be the growing of my stomach, the pitter-patter of little feet, or the sound of I love you mommy.

"I'm sorry love," Edward whispered softly into my ear and wrapped his arms around my chest, hugging me to him tightly.

"I'm okay…I'll be fine," my attempt at coolness was breaking and I feared it showed in my voice. "I'm tired. Can we go home?" Even I could hear the hollowness in my voice and it innerved me.

"Edward, take her home, it's been a very stressful evening and I don't like how black her eyes are. I'll do some more research and see what I can find."

My eyes were black? Well I'm not a vampire so I know I'm not hungry. Maybe it was because of the stress as Carlisle had said. I felt Edward direct me toward the door but I wasn't really focusing on anything. It was as if my body had gone numb, I only recognized the general actions around me.

Edward lifting me into his arms.

The wind whipping my face as we ran outside.

Edward placing me on our bed.

Edward removing my blouse then somehow removing my jeans.

Edward pulling me across the mattress and cuddling me in the center of the bed.

Amazingly, I did feel the wetness that slid over my cheeks and down my neck. Edward ran a hand over my face, pulling my hair out of my face. I hadn't even realized I wanted a child until this evening and I had become so excited in a matter of minutes. Then it had been smashed by one word. Infertile. I never thought that a single word could cause pain, but I do now.

"I'm sorry Edward, I'm sorry…" I continued to whisper in a barely there tone, tears streaming down my cheeks in rivers. The hold Edward held me in increased and he shushed me repeatedly. I don't know how many more times I said sorry or how many more times he shushed me but at some point, I had cried myself to sleep.

With seven vampires, several ancient books, a wolf and a 'human' we should be able to figure out what was going on with my body. As of right now, my changes are as follows:

- Resurrection

- Eyes change color to red, purple, amber, and black

- Paler skin

- Invisible to visions

- Stronger

- Smells different

- Thicker blood

- Tougher skin

- Slower heart rate

- Still eats human food

- Better hearing than vampires

- No pain

- Sleeps

- 26 DNA strands

- No longer aging (immortal)

- Bathroom

- Agility same (not graceful)

- Venom inert

- Don't bruise

- Heal quickly

- No wings

- Menstruation Stops

It was becoming a rather long list and something in the back of my mind told me it wasn't finished yet.


Chapter End Notes:

Sorry this chapter is so short, I had planned for it to be a serious chapter but it became too serious and sad for me, I had to end it. Things will be looking up next chapter, I promise. Hey, you'll get to see a bit of Charlie next chapter as well.

My new facebook page for my stories is under the name Siren Song. Just look for that.


Preview for chapter 12: Getting On With Life

It took almost a month to help Bella pass her most recent tragedy. Getting over a pregnancy that never existed was obviously difficult. Carlisle had pulled me aside and warned me that she might lash out, verbally and physically. Bella never did. All she did was sit on the couch, cry, or space out. I never knew what to do to ease her suffering. Seeing how much pain she was in hurt me at the same time. The short-lived idea that I might be a father was amazing and I felt a small hole in my chest at the realization that it would never be, but I know my pain was nothing compared to my sweet Bella's wound.