AN and Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, but Emma, Ian and Kiki are MINE!!! Especially Kiki, because I share the bed with her every night and she keeps my feet warm at night.

Sorry this took so long to get up but it's the end of the 6 weeks and that means grades, reports and stress…..ugg!!! Oh and I am sorry if it seems that there is a lot of Emma's POV, but for now there has to be because there is a lot to explain about her. And I know that it will tone down in a while. Don't fret! So reviews will make me smile. Enjoy this long chapter for me and don't expect another long one soon…also check out the community that Twilight-is-lovee and I created!!! It already has a ton of stories in it!!


Chapter 12:

Esme POV:

Our first holiday as a complete family – even if it is a day late. I am honestly more excited then I should be for a simple dinner. I already know that Christmas is going to be a HUGE deal this year when everything is said and done. But that will all start sometime next week. Now our family just has to get through Emma's knee surgery, which is scheduled for tomorrow morning, and Charlie's funeral. I know that Bella and Emmett are going to need all the support they can get. Especially Bella…I wonder if she has told anyone that she is pregnant? Obviously, she has.

Emmett knows for sure – I could tell by the way he was treating her on the flight home. He's always been the overprotective big brother. I remember that he threatened death upon Edward if he broke Bella's heart. I know that Emmett would never do such a thing – but it was funny to see my son squirm.

Jayme has to know as well. I wonder if that was why Bella had run off to Scotland in the first place.

Oh God.

What if she had run away to spare Edward the truth?

Edward and Bella becoming teenage parents did have all the makings of a small town scandal.

Bella must have been so scared when she found out. I only wish that she had told us.

Carlisle wasn't too surprised when I told him my theory. He agreed with me that it looked like – from a doctor's perspective – that Bella was pregnant. He was a bit upset that our son hadn't of been more cautious, if in fact he was the father of Bella's child. But that discussion would take place later.

I only hope that Bella tells us soon. Carlisle and I both want to help her out in any way possible – even if the child isn't Edward's. She deserves it.

Besides the Bella issue, I'm constantly worrying about Emma. I worry about her knee surgery, her adjusting to life in America and life with our family. But I worry even more about the lingering effects of her being raped two years ago. Jayme assured us that Emma has gotten over it for the most part, with the exception of two issues.

Issue one – being in large groups of people, such as at a party. That really wasn't going to be an big deal here. Alice and Edward usually hung out with Emmett, Rosalie, Bella and Jasper. Yes, they did have other friends, but this was the bunch that was always together. Hopefully, this group could help Emma break out of her shell. Jayme even agreed on that.

Issue two – Dating. Jayme had told us that at the school Emma and Ian had attended there were several young men who had asked out Emma on several dates, as just friends. And each time she would turn them down and then end up having a panic attack later from the idea of going out with a boy, alone. She had even admitted to Jayme, at one point, that the reason she won't go out on a date with anyone is because she is scared of being raped again. I can already tell that this is going to be an issue. I caught a glimpse of Jasper talking with Emma at the airport, while everyone else was getting the luggage. They looked cute together, I did have to admit. Maybe, just maybe, he could help Emma out more than anyone else could. Even more then Edward. In all the years of knowing this group of kids, it was Jasper who seemed to be able to make anyone feel better.

Ever since Jasper and Alice broke up, I've noticed that his eyes didn't glimmer as much as they had done before. But as soon as he saw Emma, that glimmer returned. Perhaps they could help each other out.


Emma POV:

I slowly allowed my eyes to adjust to the setting of my new room. I smiled as Kiki walked over from the edge of the bed and collapsed against my chest as she did every morning. She affectionately licked my cheek.

"Good morning to you too, Kiki," I said rubbing behind her ears. "You like our new home?"

Kiki barked slightly as I kept on rubbing her ears. I glanced over at my alarm clock, and then shot straight up in bed, knocking Kiki off the bed. It was already 9:30 in the morning! I never sleep this late.

As quickly as I could, I scrambled out of bed, changed from my pjs into some track pants and a long sleeve shirt. Then I reached for my knee brace to strap around my knee. Dad had said, after looking at my x-rays and MRI of my knee, that I should wear the brace until after my surgery so that I didn't damage my knee any more than it already was – except when I slept. Then after the surgery it was up to my orthopedic doctor and rehab specialist to make the determination about a brace, along with my own comfort level. I honestly couldn't wait to get rid of this huge thing!

But I still couldn't believe that I slept until 9:30 in the morning! Then again, I could. After being showed my bedroom and the rest of the house, I was up until close to 3 am, talking with Edward and Alice. Jasper and Rosalie had left about 8 pm, but would be back today since their parents were going out of town for a few days and they would be staying with our family. I was a bit upset when Jasper left. He was slowly beginning to grow on me. I knew that if I was going to keep my sanity, I would have to open up a bit more. Both my parents and Jayme had talked to me before leaving Scotland about this. I knew that they were right. At least Ian and Bella were here and even Emmett was cool. So hopefully with them and the help of my siblings, I can finally overcome my fears. I sure hope so, because honestly I think that Jasper Hale is adorable with his deep blue eyes and smile.

Other than getting to know everyone, I learned just how shop-a-holic Alice was. She couldn't wait because she was going to drag us all shopping, since she couldn't go today. That was before I broke the news to her that my surgery was tomorrow morning.

"Oh well!" she had said. "I'll just make Rose and Bella go since the guys are going to be watching football all day. But don't think that you won't be going next time!"

I hesitantly agreed to it.

During the rest of the night, I found out a lot about my siblings and they found out a lot about me. Much to my amazement, Edward and I had the most in common. Besides playing soccer, he and I shared the same taste in most music, we both played the piano and we both wanted to go into the medical profession after college. Not to say that Alice and I didn't have anything in common, because we did. Mainly the same taste in designers – thought if I could, I would wear track pants and t-shirts all the time – and books we liked.

"You're going to fit in with all of us!" she had squealed, tackling me in a hug against my bed, as the three of us sat in my bedroom last night. Edward nodded in agreement, as he sat on the floor with Kiki curled up in his lap.

I hope so, I really do.

The other thing that shocked me last night was that I didn't have a panic attack when I was shown my new home and even my new bedroom – which Alice had taken upon herself to decorate. The walls were painted a light purple to match the beige carpet. All the furniture was made of beautiful old wood, along with the bed frame of the new queen size bed. It was perfect. Mom said that we could go shopping for other things for my room once my knee was feeling up to it. I actually couldn't wait.

But with all this change, a panic attack usually sets in. like I said, I'm shocked that one didn't occurred. I really don't know what to think about it all. Perhaps being back where I truly belong was what stopping them from occurring. As soon as I had stepped foot into this house, I felt protected. I had felt protected before during my life, but nothing like I was feeling just being in this house. Technically being a stranger to everyone, I was immediately accepted and loved, no questions asked. When I had learned that I was adopted when I was 12 years old, I wanted nothing more then to find my real family and know that I was actually wanted and missed. But even then, I figured that there had to be a reason I was left at the orphanage. Perhaps they hadn't wanted me or I was an ugly baby who would never grow up to amount to anything. Even thinking those thoughts, I still wanted to meet my real parents. Basically, I wanted to show them what I had become despite them not wanting me.

Then the phone call came. My birth parents actually wanted to meet me. My heart soared when I found that out. And it soared even higher when I found out that they had never wanted me gone and that they had been looking for me for 16 years. Yes, it did hurt a bit when I found out that I had been kidnapped. But at least I knew I was wanted and missed.

Even though my homecoming was marred by the fact that Bella and Emmett had lost their father, I was still coming home. My happiness could wait. Bella needed me to be there for her more. And I had promised her that back in September when I found out about her being pregnant. She was brave for what she was doing and had already done. I had told her, no matter what, that I would always be there for her. And she needed that now even more with her father dying and having to move back home. At least Ian, Jayme and I all moved back with her.

I do find it ironic that the father of Bella's little girl happens to be my twin brother. Fate is funny that way. But it isn't my place to tell Edward or even my parents about Bella and the baby. It was hers. I just hope that she did it soon.

I opened my bedroom door and Kiki ran out first. I closed my eyes and let the wonderful smells envelope me. Mom was cooking downstairs for our Thanksgiving dinner. I never had a Thanksgiving Day meal before but if the food tasted as good as it smelled, I could get used to it.

I slowly made my way downstairs and into the kitchen, smiling inwards at myself because I didn't get lost. This house was effing huge! There were three stories, though I hadn't been on the third floor yet – I've only been told what was up there. Last night we had all either hung out in the living room or in my bedroom. On the first floor were the living room, dining room, kitchen, dad's study and a guest room. Then on the second floor were my room, Alice's room, our parent's room and another guest room. Finally on the third floor was Edward's room, another guest room and I think something like a game room where there was a pool table, arcade games, video game systems and a TV. Alice mentioned that this is the room that everyone hangs out in. perhaps when my knee felt better, I would brave those stairs.

As I entered the kitchen, I saw mom standing up at the counter, mixing something, while dad and Edward were sitting at the table. Dad was reading the paper and Edward was finishing up a bowl of cereal. Alice was the only one missing.

Kiki was happily eating from the personalized doggie bowls that Alice had gotten her as a welcome home present. I guess that she was excited about a dog living in the house now. Watching her eat, with her tail wagging, I couldn't wait to be able to walk, let alone, run with her again. Edward had said that until my knee was better that he would walk her for me.

"Can I do anything?" I asked, slowly walking towards my mom.

"Nope," she said kissing my cheek. "Make yourself comfy, eat some breakfast and relax."

She pointed to where the cereal was kept along with the bowls. I made myself a bowl and sat down next to my dad, who like my mom, gave me a quick kiss on my cheek. Even Edward was smiling at me as I ate my breakfast. I couldn't help but smile as well.

After a few more minutes, Alice joined us at the table. Everyone was smiling and it seemed that I was where I truly belonged.

It was good to finally be home.


Emmett POV:

As I drove Bella, Ian and Aunt Jayme to the Cullens, I couldn't help but worry about Bella. I've been worrying about her for the last four months, but now I'm worrying even more. First, she gets pregnant, runs off to Scotland, and then has to come back home after dad was killed. And to top it all off she has to face her biggest fear of telling Edward the truth about being pregnant with his daughter. I only hope that she gets through this with her sanity.

In all honesty, I know that if she were to tell Carlisle and Esme about the baby, that they wouldn't hate or shun her away like she thinks they would. They are too good of people to do that to her, let alone their granddaughter.

As for the others, I know that they will all support her. I've tried to tell her that time and time again since she realized that she was going be moving home. But she refuses to believe it.

Yet I know her main worry is about Edward and what he will do. Just like I told her before, Edward is head over heels in love with her. That doesn't mean that he won't pull away from her when she tells him because honestly I do not know. But I swear to God that if Edward breaks her heart, then I will break him. And I know that Ian and Jasper will help. I know that I threatened him like this before, but now I mean it.


Bella POV

As soon as I stepped foot into the Cullen house, I was whisked away upstairs by a rabid pixie hurricane known as Alice Cullen. I figured as much. I had made sure that I had worn a skirt and a cute top that hid the weight I had gained, along with my bump that was beginning to form. At least, Alice wouldn't want to redress me since I knew that this outfit would meet her approval.

"Why always me?" I whined as Alice forced me into a chair in her bathroom.

"Because you never take the time to do your own makeup and hair. Thank goodness today I don't have to dress you as well!"

"Actually you have me to thank for that," Emma said walking into the bathroom. "I did manage to take her shopping while we were in Scotland."

I glanced at Emma's outfit in the mirror. She actually looked good. I knew that she could dress up nicely, but wow. She was wearing a cute v-neck sweater that showed off what she had nicely along with a pair of black slacks. You couldn't even tell that she had on a huge knee brace until she walked. Her hair was curled and she was wearing makeup. She looked like she was trying to impress somebody…

Oh! Jasper! That was who! OMG! They would be so cute together!

"So did you dress Emma?" I asked as Alice as she started to curl my hair.

"Nope. Thank goodness!" Alice happily said. "Now I just have to convert you."

Behind me, Emma chuckled as she brought in another chair to sit in, while Alice went to work in transforming me into Bella Barbie. I hadn't got to talk to Alice much since I got home, so now was my chance. "So tell me about this Tanya."

"There's nothing to tell. She is delusional in thinking that she could ever win Edward's heart. He still loves you Bella."

I sighed. Would he still love me when I told him about his daughter? I gently ran my hands along my stomach. I did it discreetly enough that Alice didn't catch on, but Emma did. She smiled and winked at me in the mirror.

About 30 minutes alter, Alice was done. And as usual, I looked amazing. Perhaps Alice could teach me to do my make up someday. But I honestly think that it is my hormones talking more than anything.

Alice, Emma and I all made our way downstairs to the living room where Carlisle, Emmett, Ian and Edward were all watching football. My breathing hitched as I looked at Edward sitting on the couch with his hair awry. God, he looked amazing. The black button up shirt he was in, fit him perfectly. And I knew that his jeans probably fit him just as perfectly.

"Looks like Bella Barbie has returned!" Emmett said as we walked in.

Edward turned his attention from the game and looked at me. A smile immediately spread across his face. My heart melted into a puddle of mush. I had missed him so much.

Emma took my hand and led me over to the couch where I sat down next to Edward, while Emma sat on the arm of the couch to help stretch out her knee. It was as if she knew I was terrified of being close to Edward because in all reality, I was.

"You look beautiful," he whispered, kissing my cheek as he took hold of my hand once I had sat down.

All of my fears melted away at that moment as I relaxed into Edward's shoulder. This was right where I belonged. I hoped it would always be this way.

God, please don't let Edward hate me for getting pregnant.


Between Edward, Carlisle and Emmett explaining football to Ian and Emma to the argument that Emma and Emmett got into about American football versus soccer, the afternoon sped by. About 2 pm, Jasper and Rosalie arrived. That only escalated the argument between Emma and Emmett, because Jasper and Edward joined Emma's side. Within no time, Esme and Jayme called us into the dining room for dinner. Everything looked amazing. I just wished that my dad were here. He loved Thanksgiving….

As we sat down, everyone seemed to pair off in couples. Rose sat next to Emmett, Carlisle sat at the head of the table with Jayme and Esme. Ian sat with Alice. Jasper sat with Emma, while I sat with Edward.

Through dinner, much of the conversation was among the small groups. Emmett and Rose looked happy and content with each other, while Carlisle and Esme looked just as happy as well. Even Jayme looked happy. They were probably talking about Emma, since they kept looking down at her. Even Alice and Ian looked content. I could tell that Alice thought that my cousin was cute. It was her eyes that gave it away. I could also tell that Ian liked her as well. I would have to ask him about it later on.

Finally, I looked down at Emma and Jasper. I had been right. Both Emma and Jasper liked each other – after only one day. It was their eyes that gave them away. I've seen that look in Jasper's eyes when he and Alice first got together. As for Emma, her eyes actually lit up when she was talking to Jasper. But the way that Emma was holding herself worried me. She seemed almost hesitant about letting herself get to know Jasper.

I wonder why.

"After dinner, talk a walk with me please," Edward whispered into my ear towards the end of dinner. He gently squeezed my thigh under the table.

"Sure," I said smiling at him.

He leaned over and gently kissed my cheek.

I took a deep breath.

I knew that I had to tell him during our walk. I had to.


Shockingly since Jayme and Esme had prepared most of the meal, all the guys said that they would clean the kitchen. And with the five of them cleaning, it was done within no time.

"Ready?" Edward asked, handing me my coat.

I nodded as I slipped on my coat. Once he had his jacket on, he took a hold of my hand and led me to the front door.

But when he opened the door, someone flung themselves into Edward's arms, almost knocking me down.

"Edward! I've missed you baby!" the figure in his arms said.

"What gives Tanya?" he asked taken back a bit. He moved away from her and pulled me close to him again.

So, this is Tanya. I took her in as I stood off to the side. She was tall, like Rosalie, with long wavy strawberry blond hair. She was slender and her body was spectacular – way better than mine was with this baby growing in me. I wonder if I would ever get my old body back after giving birth to my daughter.

"Didn't you miss me baby?" she asked wrapping her arms around Edward's neck and pulling him away from me.

Before he could answer her, Tanya leaned up and kissed him deeply on the lips. Edward didn't even attempt to pull away.

Oh. My. God.

They were a couple!

He was taking me on a walk to break the news to me. Everyone had been wrong! Edward didn't love me anymore, he loved Tanya.

I turned and ran from the foyer. I didn't care where I went in the house, just as long as it was away from him. Halfway down the hallway towards Carlisle's study, I tripped over my feet and went flying, headfirst, towards the floor. But I never landed.

Instead, I felt a pair of arms around me and heard Emma's voice. "Bella what's wrong?" she asked helping me stand. She brushed the hair out of my face and used her sleeve to dry my tears.

Behind her, Esme stood with a worried looked on her face. I tried to form the words to tell Emma what happened, but I couldn't. I simply wrapped my arms around her and cried.

"Come on," she softly said leading me to the back staircase. "Let's go talk in my room."


Edward POV:

"WHAT GIVES!" I yelled, for a second time, as I basically shoved Tanya away from me. "We are not a couple! We never were nor will we ever be!"

"Excuse me?" she asked offended. "You'd rather have someone like that plain Jane then me?"

"That plain Jane is much better than you!" I growled at her. "Get out Tanya. And don't bother ever coming over again!"

I watched her turn and storm out of the house. With the look on her face, I knew that this was far from over. That was the last fucking thing I needed. All I had wanted to do was spend a few minutes alone with Bella. That had been the entire idea for the walk with Bella. I wanted to tell her everything – from the idea that I loved her more than anything to the issue of how I was lost without her. I need Bella to breath. She was the sun that my earth revolved around.

When she had come into the living room earlier after Alice had preformed Bella Barbie, she looked absolutely amazing. Even without Alice getting a hold of her, I loved the way she looked. In all honesty, I loved Bella even more without all the makeup.

I wanted to do nothing but take Bella in my arms and kiss her deeply as soon as she had sat down next to me. Even then, I wasn't sure if she would reciprocate the feelings.

God, I hope she still loves me.

Hopefully Tanya didn't fuck everything up with that damn kiss. I knew that Bella was upset and had run off, but I couldn't pull away from Tanya's grasp. She had been digging her nails into my shoulders. Once I had managed to pull away, it was too late. Bella had run off. After I had kicked Tanya out, I began to search the house for Bella. I looked in each room on the first floor of the house. Everyone was in the living room, watching another football game.

Everyone except Emma and my mom.

I quickly turned on my heels and made a mad dash for the stairs. First stop, my parents' room. Of course, no one was there.

Last chance was Emma's room. I slowly made my way down the hall towards her room, silently praying that they were in there.

I sighed in relief when I heard their voices on the other side of the door. I could hear Bella's tears with Emma and my mom's soft, kind words to try to calm her down. Thankfully, the door was opened a crack, so I could hear their conversation better.

I moved closer to the door and listened in on their conversation.

"Shh," my mom said. "I'm sure there is an explanation for everything."

"He doesn't love me! He loves her!" Bella wailed.

Oh God. She thinks I don't love her. My heart suddenly fell into my stomach. That was the farthest thing from the truth.

"Bella, you and I both know that is a lie. The entire time you were in Scotland you couldn't stop talking about him. I know that you missed him." Emma gently said.

Bella didn't say anything in response, but I imagined that she was shaking her head in agreement.

"Now Bella, I hate to bring this up, but as a mother I have to ask," my mom softly said. I moved closer to the door to get a better listen at what my mother was about to ask Bella. I heard the bed slightly move and figured that Bella was looking up at my mom.

"Are you pregnant?"

My eyes went wide at the thought and I almost fell into the door. My Bella pregnant? There is no fucking way. We only had sex one time.

What if I wasn't the father? What if she had found someone over in Scotland?

A thousand scenarios ran through my head at the same time. Each one more outrageous then the next. Then again, I hadn't even heard what Bella's answer was. I quickly shook all the thoughts out of my head so that I could hear what she said.

"Yes," came the simply answer from my Bella's lips. "And Edward is the father."

I suddenly felt sick. I quickly turned away from the door and quietly moved back down the hall. Instead of going back downstairs, I ran up to my room and barely made it in time to the bathroom.

I slouched against the porcelain bowl and hung my head.

Oh my God. I was going to be a father before I even got out of my sophomore year in high school. All the thoughts I previously had came rushing back along with a thousand more.

But the one that stood out from all the rest was the fact that I was going to be a father.

Now everything made sense.

Bella running away to Scotland to spare me the truth or to hide it from me. Her being reluctant to tell me that she loved me when she left. Her distant demeanor yesterday at the airport and even some today.

Still, the fact remained.

I was going to be a father.