Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Twilight saga except for the tears shed and the laughs while reading them... Oh, and a lovely worn out set of them(: Edward, Bella, Emmett, Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, Esme, Carlisle, and any other of the characters I use belong to Stepheine Meyer. I do not own The Mask's Her Aid either. That's To Be Juliet's Secret property. And for use of any other songs, which is inevitable, I don't own them either.

A/N: I know, eight days, please feel free to yell at me. I'm a jackass. School starts on the 23rd and on the 24th & 25th I have an in-school suspension, so... I'm getting stressed out. Okay, so here you go!

Chapter 12. BPOV

"Wow, Alice. You were right. This place is fantastic!" Rosalie gushed when we entered the resturant.

"I know. It's just so cozy here," she responded, a small smile on her lips.

It was cozy. The lighting was dim, only lit by circular candles that were floating with a bowl filled with water and a few lamps placed around the room. The booths were cherry wood and shiny. Our waiter led us outside an a little padio. It was dark, so the stars were out, the hanging lights along the side of the building matching them.

I was in awe, so I just nodded with the comments everyone else gave about the place.

We fell into an easy conversation about Miley Cyrus and her sluty ways. Rosalie, Alice, and Emmett defended her, saying she was just trying to find herself. Emmett always did secretly like her music... Jasper, Edward, and I were not so easily mislead.

"No freaking way. You don't have to turn into someone who has a black lacy bra hanging out of your shirt and booty shorts on in a music video millions of little girls will be watching five times a day for three weeks," I countered when Alice first said it.

"Did you guys know that she hadn't even heard a Jay-Z song before?" Jasper asked.

"Exactly," Edward started, "And Britney Spears as your idol... I would not let my child listen to her."

Our food arrived then, which was a good thing because the other three had nothing else to say.

"Bella?" Emmett sang from the side Edward wasn't on.

"Yes?" I turned to him.

"You have some bread crumbs on you face. Let me help you..." That was offaly odd. Until I felt something slick on my cheek. I put a finger up, feeling was it was. Pasta sauce.

"Emmett..." I picked up a few noodles from Edward's spegetti and place them on my oafy brother's head.

"Bella! That was my food," Edward whined, stiffling a laugh and trying not to get in the middle of our sibling food fight.

"This means war!" Emmett declared, throwing a roll at me. I knew what he was going to do-he was so predictable when it came to fighting stratigies-so I ducked.

It hit Edward square in the forehead. He was going to throw a handful of mushrooms at Emmett, but a piece of pepperoni Alice had picked off Jasper's pizza hit him on the cheek, so her turned his attack on her.

That's when it truely turned into a war. Edward and I ended up working together. Alice and Rosalie were on a team, Jasper and Emmett on another, eating most of the food that flew their direction.

After about five minutes of this we got kicked out, sadly.

We were all laughing, even Alice although she was a little peeved for getting kicked out of her favorite resturant.

Three weeks flew by. Alice had told Esme and Carlisle, who were slightly upset, but supportive. Our father was a different story...

Flashback...

Alice, Jasper, Emmett, and I were all sitting around on the couch watching Charlie pace back and forth. He had been doing that for about five minutes since Jazz had told him Alice was pregnet.

He finally stopped, turned to us, to Jasper, and exploded, "Jasper Whitlock Swan! How could you get her pregnet? I thought I taught you better... To be... safe. I just... I don't know what to say. I- Leave. Pack your things and get out until I get my head straight." He started to walk into the kitchen.

Many things happened at once. Emmett screamed, stressed out, and started to stalk outside.

Alice gasped and chased up the stairs after Jasper, who had did just as our father told him.

And me... Well I got pissed off.

"Dad!" I yelled. Jasper and Alice both stopped on the stairs, turning to me. Emmett stopped, grinning slightly. I knew he was very proud to be my brother at the moment. My father turned around, obvious shock on his face at my outburst.

"You can't! He's my brother! Your son! For God's Sake, what if I wound up pregnant? Would you kick me out?" I stopped, waiting for an answer.

He looked at me seriously, "I wouldn't ever, Bella." I heard a sharp intake of breath from Jasper and looked up at him. He was crying. He never cried. Could he not have the decentcy to at least sugarcoat it? I was livid now.

"Dammit Dad! Why? What's different? Is it because Jasper is a boy? Huh? But, no, because you would just get mad at Emmett if he knocked up Rose, right? Oh, I know why!" I laughed bitterly. Now I was practically histerical, "It's because he looks exactly like mom. I know that, Dad. You never did take much intrest in him, did you? I'm leaving too. With Jasper. He is my brother, and you are making the stupidest decision of your life."

I stormed upstairs past Jasper and Alice.

"I second that notion!" I heard Emmett hollar from downstairs.

End Flashback...

So that's why I'm sitting in the Cullen's home. Esme and Carlisle let the three of us stay, although we weren't aloud to share beds with our girlfriends/boyfriends. I was sharing a bedroom with Rosalie, Jasper and Edward bunked together, and Emmett got to stay in the guest room since he was most likely to drive a person crazy in they had to share a room with them.

Edward and I were laying on the couch, watching reruns of Jersey Shore. The show was honestly addictive. Well, we were trying, but Edward was distracted by playing with my hair and I was distracted by that, though I was trying to behave myself around Carlisle and Esme who were in the kitchen. Rosalie and Alice were getting their nails done and Emmett and Jasper were playing baseball outside.

I felt like crap the last week, though. I was vomiting three out of the seven days when I got up from bed, a couple more times throughout the day occassionally too. If I laid down for too long I'd sometimes be dizzy and I was eating a lot. I'd had these wierd cravings, like yesterday I wanted fried pickles... I don't even like pickles! There were a lot of other things going on too...

I think I knew what it was, but I didn't want to admit it. I decided to go to Alice.

As soon as she was inside the house, I pulled her aside, Rosalie too, and explained the situation.

"Have you, ya know? Had your monthly?" Rose asked.

I bit my lip and shook my head, "Spotting doesn't count, right?"

Alice threw her hands over her mouth. "Let's go!"

"Where are we going?" I asked as she pulled me along.

"To get some pregnancy tests," she whispered as we passed Emmett.

"Where are you ladies going?" he asked.

"Shopping for pregnant women clothes," Rosalie answered, knowing what we were actually doing and that none of the boys would want to come.

We bought just as many as we did for Alice and stopped at a gas station to do the test. Four of the five were positive.

I waited until we got to the car to start sobbing. Alice scrambled in the back and directed Rosalie to drive. Alice put her arms around me, but it didn't help. Edward was going to get kicked out of his house now. It wasn't right, that there were two babies on the way in one family. I thought about trying to hide it from him after I knew I wasn't strong enough for adoption or abortion, which I was totally against anyway.

I calmed down when we got to the house. I had Alice and Rose send Edward out so I could talk to him alone.

I was sitting on the little two-person swing they had on their porch.

Edward came out with a worried expression on his face. It killed me, to know that he cared that much for me and they didn't even tell him what was going on. Then he actually saw me and his face turned into a full-out panic mode. I wanted to laugh, but all I could do was cry some more.

Edward sat next to me and I curled into him as he held me. I stayed like that until I told myself I needed to suck it up and tell him.

"Okay, you know how that whole deal with my dad happened?" I started.

"Yes. Is that what you're upset about?" he asked carefully.

I laughed, "Never will be. He's stupid," Edward nodded, "But... Well, you know how I asked him if he'd kick me out if I was pregnant?"

Edward knitted his eyebrows together, "I don't see where you're going with this, love." Even in this situation his little name for me still made my heart flutter.

"I am. Pregnant, that is," I answered.

"What?" he asked, still slightly confused, but fright was now in his eyes too.

I took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant."

Edward didn't say anything for a long while.

"I'm sure, too. I took five tests, four out of five positive," I told him.

He pinched to bridge of his nose, still not talking. I gave up. I stood up, heading back in the house.

"Where are you going?" Edward asked as he pulled me back down to sit on his lap.

I sighed, "To pack. I know you don't want to deal with this, and now you're going to have a moody girl on your hands who you probably aren't going to want to deal with the rest of your life and-"

"Isabella Marie Swan! Is that really what you expect of me?" he turned my head so I was looking in his eyes.

"I-no..." I downcast my eyes and pried Edward's hand off my face, "It's just... Sometimes you're too good to be true; I feel like this is a dream. I know you'll help me and be with me through all of this, but its easy to doubt myself. When you are entirely, wholely perfect and I'm just... Me. Plain and simple."

"You underestimate yourself," he lifted my face up again to look at him, "You are gorgeous. I don't understand why you think so horriblely of yourself. Even if you looked like Marlin Manson I'm pretty sure I'd be in love with you," he smirked and I couldn't help but laugh. I mean, truely laugh. I threw my head back and everything, "You are perfect, love, even if you don't think so. Me on the other hand... I mean, I got my spectacular girlfriend knocked up. I-"

"YOU WHAT!" a roar came from the door. Oh, no. Emmett.

"I- Uh... I mean... Well- It's just that- Umm... Emmett please don't kill me," Edward finally settle, leaning into me as if he expected me to protect him.

"Edward, I can't be your bodyguard," I whispered softly.

"Can you try?" he pleaded with me. Emmett was walking over to us very slowly and menicingly.

"Emmy, now listen," I tried, "There's no need for anyone to get hurt over this..."

"Hell yes there is! He knocked up my baby sister! No one is getting away from doing that without not being able to do that again. I'm gonna-"

"Emmett. No. Did he do that to our dear brother who got your other sister pregnant?" I asked.

"Well, no but..." he trailed off, stopping.

"Exactly. So be nice," I finished.

"Okay but... Belsey! You too?" he whined.

I smiled, "Yes, I am too. Ali and Rose know already... Let's go tell everyone else..."

"Ugh, I think my dad is going to make me sleep in a tent from now on..." Edward said seriously.

I laughed, "Well, at least he didn't kick you out."

Esme and Carlisle handled it pretty much the same as they were last time someone annouced their news. Jasper was pissed off, but Emmett gave him a shorter version of the talk I gave him.

As Edward said goodnight to me, he told me how much he loved me and that we were going to get through this. Alice was right, he wasn't going to let me fall.

A/N: Okay, what do you think?