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Baby Pictures!

When I woke up in the morning, I felt grumpy as hell. I don't know what woke me up, but now that I was awake I really needed to pee. After looking at the ceiling lazily for a whole minute, I forced myself out of the covers, swinging my legs over to the side of the bed. I got up and cursed all the way across the hallway to the bathroom, yawning loudly. As I made my way to the toilet, I saw something in the mirror from the corner of my eye. Taking a step back in front of the mirror, I looked at myself carefully. Something was different.

My hair was a mess, tangled and knotted and I still had the sleep sand in my eye. My boobs were bigger but that was nothing new and my tank top had made it's way up over my belly button the way it always was in the morning. I couldn't find what it was that had caught my eye, everything was the same. I gave up looking for whatever it was that seemed different. I put my hand over my stomach and felt the very, very slight bump that was sticking out. I ran my hand over it again and again, turning sideways and then running a finger over as I watched it go over it like a small speed bump. Three months pregnant and I still couldn't believe it. I was just only beginning to show, but you wouldn't be able to see it under a layer of clothes. Maybe it was the supposed glow that came with pregnancy that I'd noticed in the mirror.

With that, I laughed at my own mental joke as I looked myself over again in the mirror. My face was embedded with the pillow wrinkles and my hair made me look like a fucking sasquatch.

When I was done in the bathroom, I saw that it was only seven and went back to sleep for another two hours. I needed all the sleep I could get after all the drama that took place last night at Jessica's place.

After my stupid slip, Tanya and Jess bombarded me with questions even though I was puking my lungs out. If it weren't for Angela and Mike, Oh sweet Mike who was just a gentleman always, getting me out of there and bringing me home. He didn't hassle me or ask me many questions. He just wanted to know if I was okay and he left it at that. It made me wonder why I never considered going out with him. It was probably not a good time for that now, anyway. By the way, Mike, if you ask me out now, you get a free baby nine months down the line who definitely won't look a thing like you! Sound like a good deal?

God, wait until I tell my parents about this. I haven't spoken to them in months and now I was going to have to tell them there's a baby on the way. Charlie was going to have a heart attack.

At nine I got up and took a shower. While I got dressed, Jacob texted me that he was on his way. He insisted on renting a car and driving, even though I thought I would just pick him up from his hotel and drive us to the Hospital. Angela would meet us there. She said she wanted to be there for "the kid's first picture." Go figure.

I got another message from Kate who, even though she was asking how I was, I could tell was hoping I would fill her in on what I'd said the night before. I decided I'd ignore her. At least until later though. I put on a pair of jeans, a loose top and by the time I was ready, Jacob called to say that he was outside.

"I'll be right down," I said before hanging up. I quickly went into the kitchen to guzzle down the last of the apple juice I had. Dr Jenks told me that it was better if I didn't eat a few hours before going in but to drink a lot of fluids.

Making my way down the elevator and out the front doors, I found myself confronted by a massive black Mercedes SUV parked right in front of the building, windows tinted and rims so shiny that I'd go blind dare I look at them out in the daylight. The man leaning against the car was tall and muscular, but in perfect proportion. Jacob's shades and leather jacket made him look like a typical on-screen bad boy, though, he was more gorgeous every time I saw him.

I rolled my eyes at him and tried to hold back my smile. "So which bad ass movie biker are you? And I think Tom Cruise wants his aviators back."

His resulting smile was brilliant and I couldn't help but do the same. "Oh my god! It's so good to see you too. It's been way too long," he mocked in a terrible imitation of a woman's voice. I stood there, only two and a half feet away, smiling like a moron. "You know," he continued, "I thought that maybe as the father of your future child, I'd deserve some respect. Well, I guess not." He shook his sadly as he stared at his feet and kicked an imaginary stone.

"Aww, did I hurt your feelings?"

He sighed and took a step right in front me. He was so tall I had to crane my neck just to see his face. " I think I might cry. You'd better give me a hug before I break down in front of all these innocent bystanders." He gestured to all the people passing us on the sidewalk. Not able to maintain composure, I wrapped my arms around his waist and placed my head on his chest.

"Okay then," I said. "Sorry I hurt your feelings."

"It's alright. You're forgiven. You look good by the way."

"Not so bad yourself. I'm glad you came."

We let go of each other and he opened the door for me. "Well, let's go get our baby's photo taken!"

Jacob was exceptional with directions and found his way to the little hospital easily. In no time were in the waiting room with Mrs Cope's loud chatter on the phone, filling in forms. We were there for a while, though.

A thought came to me, then, and I became curious. "Jacob?"

"Yeah."

"One question. What have you been telling your publicist. She can't be too happy about the whole thing."

He shrugged. " I haven't told her anything yet. She'll kick my ass!"

I snickered at that. I pretty much expected something along those lines. A publicist's worse nightmare: her famous client getting random woman pregnant. Talk about scandalous.

Soon, Mrs Cope was calling out my name throughout the waiting room. "Isabella Swan! Isabella, dear, the doctor will see you now!" God, she was so damn loud! Jacob and I got up and followed her to Dr Jenks's office and she still wouldn't shut up. I could see Jacob look at her like she was a total nut. Although, the thought's crossed my mind before. She was a lunatic. "Oh, Bella, I'm so happy for you! I didn't even know that you were trying for a baby, or that you even had a boyfriend. And he's so handsome too! Your parents must be so excited!"

Jacob, who walking right beside me, had his eyebrows almost touching his hairline. I grinned at him, and mouthed out the word 'handsome' while jutting my finger at him. About my parents, well. That was another issue all on it's own. I was relieved when we reached the double doors that led to Dr Jenks's office and even more relieved to have them between me and Mrs Cope's voice. Dr Jenks was at his desk and got up the moment we walked in. "Ah! How's my favourite patient and mother to be?" He held his arms open for a hug.

"I'm just peachy. Though, I'll bet you say that to all your patients."

"Only those named Isabella." He let go of me and I introduced him to Jacob.

Dr Jenks held out his hand and gave his best smile. "Nice to meet you, Jacob. Are you the father?"

"Yes, sir," Jacob said as he shook his hand.

"You sure?" the doctor asked with a straight face and then quickly said, "I'm just kidding!" and laughed. He was the only one. I stood there awkwardly as I watched Jacob let go of Jenks's hand and the veins bulge in his arms as he restrained his tightly clenched fist. All friendliness was gone from his face and I swear he looked like he was going to hit somebody. Dr Jenks was oblivious to the fact that his "joke" hadn't gone over well with Jacob and led us to the surgery behind his office. I knew the joke was distasteful but Jacob looked like he was going to murder the man. I could see a pulse in his forehead and the tension his jaw.

"Hey," I whispered. "He didn't mean it. It was a stupid joke." I didn't tell him this but I thought he was overreacting. I didn't understand why his reaction, why he took the words so personally and hoped that he didn't have an issue with his temper or anything like that. Just to make sure, I gave his arm a pat and assured him that the words didn't mean anything.

We walked into the surgery behind Dr Jenks and he had me sit on the gurney. A woman walked in with a lab coat and straight black hair. Angela rushed in right behind her, being her usual loud self. God, I was surrounded by lots of loud people today. It would be death to have her and Mrs Cope in the same room. "Did I miss it? You didn't start without me, did you! Oh good!" She looked like she ran a mile to get here, a little winded. "Jacob, I'm Angela! Great to finally meet you."

"Same here. Bella talks about you all the time."

Jacob's words made Angela beam. Like she was proud of herself for being a major topic of conversation in my life when I was with other people.

The woman who'd walked in and greeted us whispered something to doctor Jenks and he nodded before leaving the room. "So, you must be Isabella," she said to me and I nodded as she operated what I guessed was the ultrasound machine thing on my left. "I'm your ultrasound technician Carmen and I'll be showing you your baby today. If you would please lay back for me." She was friendly and her smile was genuine. I liked her.

"Here goes," I breathed and lay back on the gurney. Jacob took my hand and I looked up to smile at him as he put his other hand on the top of my head.

"Did you remember to drink a lot of fluids? You didn't eat did you?"

"There's not a drop of apple juice left in the state of Washington. We're good to go!" Dr Carmen lifted my top up to my chest and squeezed this blue gel right over onto my belly. It was cold as ice.

"God, that's freezing cold!" I shivered and I adjusted myself.

"Sorry," Carmen apologised. "I should've warned you. Um, I'm gonna use the transducer now, alright. Watch the screen right over here," she pointed to the machine.

Carmen placed the transducer on my belly and started running it around my and spreading the cold blue gel. The screen looked like black, white and grey specks moving around like on a weird black and white television, but I could see it clear as day.

Right there, right on that screen, I could see a baby. My baby. The head, the body, everything, sitting there in a cradle like area. My womb. I took a really deep breath.

"There you go." Carmen announced. "A perfectly healthy twelve week old foetus."

My heart became heavy and my face was as hot as a stove plate. Carmen moved the scanner over stomach, showing us what was where.

"There's the head . . . the spine . . . tiny little finger on tiny little hands and . . . Tiny little toes on tiny little feet."

My eyes pooled with tears as I watched the little baby on screen. It didn't seem real to me until just now. There was an actual baby inside of me. I bit my lip as I watched the screen, tears on my cheeks.

"And here . . . is the best part." Carmen pointed to a little pulsing dot on the screen. It was very small but just the sight of it made me gasp as I guessed what it was. "That right there, is your baby's heartbeat. 158 beats per minute like the healthy baby it is!"

"Holy shit, Bella. You have a baby inside you!" Angela whispered, speaking my thoughts. "You're like a sacred vessel or something."

"She's beautiful," Jacob muttered in absolute awe and I realised that I was squeezing the shit out of Jacob's hand.

"You think it's a girl?" I asked, sniffing now, too.

"I don't know," he replied. "I think I might want a girl."

Carmen turned the machine off and wiped off the blue goo from my stomach. "Would you like to know the sex?"

"No!" I said quickly. "I don't want to know. At least not until much later." Then I looked at Jacob. "I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind."

"Alright then," Carmen sighed. "we're done here. We'll check the progress again in eight weeks again to make sure that baby is still healthy. If you stick around, we'll have the photo and video here soon."

I swung my legs over the edge of the cot and fixed my clothes and hair. Dr Carmen left the room for a moment and when she returned she had a brown envelope with her that she handed over to Jacob. "That's for mom and dad. I think we're done here."

I hopped off the gurney and held my hand out to her. "Thank you so much, doctor."

"No sweat. Just doing my job. Makes me feel like a super hero. I have to be off now though. Enjoy your pregnancy." And then she left. We we're not far behind and soon, we could hear Mrs Cope's gushing voice. We quickly made a run for it while she was busy with another woman in the waiting room. Once we were out of the building, Angela had a photo shoot to rush to. She tugged me into a real tight hug, squeezing the life out of me. "God, Bella, can you believe it? I'm gonna be an aunt!" I laughed so hard at that to the point of more tears in my eyes."

"Yeah, you are."

"I love you, Bella!" She said, pulling away. "And it was great to finally meet you, Jacob. I have to go now," she made her way back to her car, "So I need you to care of her while I'm gone."

"You have my word."

Angela turned around then and hurried for her car after yelling. "Good. I like you already."

"I'm right here, you know. And I'm not an object, I can take care of myself."

Jacob ignored me and led me to where he parked his car. "C'mon, I have to feed you before we go looking at places, you must be starving."

Actually, I was more along the lines of dying of hunger but I wasn't thinking about that. "I can feed myself," I pouted and crossed my arms.

"I know," he admitted, opening my door for me. "But didn't you hear Angela? I'm responsible for you now." And with that he shut the door and rounded to the driver's side.

The atmosphere in the car was very different from when we were at the hospital. At first I was just sulking playfully, hoping that he'd play along and crack a joke or something. I didn't realise that Jacob had other things on his mind and by the time I became aware of this, the tension was beyond me. Jacob's hand was wound so tightly around the steering wheel the veins were popping out of the back of his palm. He also had another vein throbbing above his temple and his brow wrinkled angrily. This realisation took me by surprise and I didn't know what to say. I was afraid to ask what was wrong or if I'd done something to upset him. I kept looking at him in the corner of my eye, trying to guess what had gone wrong. When the car topped, we were in front of the cafe where I told him to meet me that first time. He came round to open my door but I didn't move.

Looking at my hands in my lap, I asked him, "Why are you angry?" I didn't want to make things worse and had already decided to let it go if he didn't want say.

"Sorry?"

I still didn't look at him. "It's obvious you're mad about something. What is it?"

I heard him sigh but he didn't say anything. I wasn't going to push him if he didn't want to talk. After waiting long enough for him to say something, I got out of the car and shut the door. "It's okay if you'd rather not tell me."

I was going to lead the way into the cafe but he caught my arm, turned me to face him and pulled me close. "I'm not mad at you."

"Okay," I nodded, looking up at him as he towered over me. I could accept that easily but it didn't seem enough for him.

He sighed again. "I don't like your doctor. I think we need to find someone else."

"Oh." So that's what it was about.

"I think it'd be better if we had someone more respected, more professional. Like, the best of the best, you know."

Looking down at my hands again, I remembered his reaction when Dr Jenk made that awful joke, how livid he'd been. "If it's about what he said, I don't think he meant it. He was only trying to be funny and it failed terribly. It wasn't anything personal."

He pulled me to him and had my head at his chest, put my arms around him. "We just saw our baby," he said into the top of my head. "Let's not ruin it, we'll talk about this some other time, alright?"

"Yeah, I can do that."

"Okay. Let's get some food into your stomach and a smile on your face."

At that, I put away negative thoughts and grinned up at him.

AN: Okay, I know this is long and I rushed through. I wrote my first exam paper today and tomorrow, I'm writing Afrikaans. It might be a while before I update again, but hang in there. Reviews please!