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Chapter twenty-eight

Jonathan was on his way, and all I could do while waiting for his arrival was just lying on my bed, staring up in the ceiling, all sort of worries going through my mind. What if Jonathan dumps me? What it he change to vampire and die at the battle? I'll be a eighteen year old single mom. Well, it wasn't as bad as I could be. I wasn't sixteen, at least. This suck. What if Jonathan doesn't want this baby at all? What if I don't want this baby?

Then, my thoughts were finally interrupted by a silent knock on the door. I guess he let himslef in through the front door, I thought and told him to come in.

"Hi, Julia? What's up?" He said, as he sat down in front of me. He looked worried, probably because of the look on my face. I could only imagine what it must be. I dropped my gaze as I begun talking.

"Jonathan... I don't know how to say this in a good way, but... Jonathan, I'm pregnant." I told him, getting straight to the point. I glanced at him, and his expression held my gaze. He was totally frozen, shocked out of his mind. I waved a hand in front of him. No response. I was starting to get nervous, when he suddely started to look at me again.

"How... I mean, I thought we used protection?" He said, as if trying to make the baby undone by talking it away.

"Yeah we did..." Then I remembered something from school. "But condoms are only 85 procent safe, you know." I told him, with a hint of humor in my voice, but his eyes went angry.

"You tell me this now?"

"I'm sorry, Jonathan. It's my fault. I'm sorry." I whispered, my voice thick with tears. I didn't realize that I was crying untill Jonathan swooped them tears away away.

"It's okay, honey, it's not your fault. It takes two to... knock someone up" I half-laughed and half-cryed, appreciating his attempt to lighten the mood.

"What are we going to do?" I asked after a short moment of silence.

"I don't know... Maybe I can talk to Carlisle, and he can take care of all this... It's going to be okay..." Right there I stopped listening. He was going to take care of this? He was talking to Carlisle? I wasn't going to kill my own baby! It's not exacly planned, and not at a good time at all, but kill my baby? I wasn't allowing that. Never. I shook my head furiously, and Jonathan stopped talking, surprised.

"I'm not killing him" I stated, and crossed my arms over my chest.

"But Julia, you're only seventeen. We can't take care of a baby. And how about the battle? How about becoming vampires? How about Volturi?" He reminded me, but I shook my head.

"I'm not killing him" I repeated, and Jonathan looked at me with anger in his eyes.

"Jonathan Cullen! How can you be such a jerk even thinking about it! You stop right now! This is your baby we're talking about. Your little son our daughter. Would you kill your own child?" I yelled, standing up. It was like someone turned off the anger in his eyes at my words.

"You're right. My baby." He whispered, and suddenly reach out for my stomach, but he stopped in the middle of the movement, his hands hanging in the air. His face turned to mine.

"May I?" He asked, his voice thick with emotions. I silently nodded, big tears falling from my eyes. My anger had dissapeared as sudden as it had came. He held my stomach a moment, before he put his hands on my hips instead, making me sit down.

"So I'm becoming a father?" He asked, with a hint of a smile on his face. I nodded, smiling . It had been easier than expected to convince him, and now the smile grew into a big, silly grin. I just had to laugh at the change.

"Wow." I nodded again, though "wow" didn't exacly cover it. Seeing him so...happy, made me sure too. I wanted this baby, and my feelings before looked stupid in the light of this new discovery. It would be mine and Jonathans child. Our baby. A piece of him, and a piece of me, and of course he would leave me!

"But how about the battle" Jonathan said, serious again. "I mean, you obvioulsy can't change now" He said, in a matter-of-fact way.

"Why not?" I asked, raising my eyebrowns

"Well, unless you would want to spend the eternety pregnant, you can't become a vampire now."

"Would I really be pregnant forever?" I asked, stunned. It sounded impossible. Surely the baby must be born sometime.

"Yep. Your body can't change as a vampire, and that would mean that even if we took out the baby, you would still be pregnant, and look like you were." He explained, and I nodded.

"That sounds weird" He laughed.

"So I guess that's out of the picture. But how about.. you?" I barely could bring myself to ask the question, afraid of the answer.

"I don't know, Julia. I have to discuss this with my family." He just said, and pulled me into a hug.

Even though I didn't let it shine through, he's words hurted to hear. That he wasn't sure, that he was considering leaving me and the baby... The only reason to keep my biggest fear locked up side me, was the glipse of hope that still was there. Me, Jonathan and the baby, a happy, human family... Telling him, on the other hand... maybe he wouldn't change, maybe we could be a family. But if I made him stay, he would probably hate me if something happened to his family... and I feared it would...

I hope you liked it! I was almost done with it yesterday, but I kept it hostage another day, cause I needed to think through some things. I was pretty happy with how the chapter turned out really. Please tell me what you think about it! :)