I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT!

Chapter 36

(Esme)

The next morning was rough. Bella's morning sickness started at 5:30am. Edward woke us up telling us she was sick. We stood in the door to the bathroom watching how gentle and caring he was with her.

After she was finally able to get up, Carlisle talked to them about the doctor's appointment. I called the school to have Edward excused half of the day and Bella the full day. She was exhausted and sick. Carlisle told her he was going to see about her getting something prescribed to help it.

(Carlisle)

We got into my Mercedes and headed towards the hospital. Edward and Esme sat in back, while Bella sat up with me. "Carlisle, pull over!" Bella begged. We had only gone a mile and she was already sick. I pulled over quickly, Edward was at her side quickly holding her hair.

"Sorry," She groaned leaning back into the car.

"It's ok Bella, we are going to try to get you something for this," I told her.

Bella was quiet, I glanced over at her, she was hunched over clutching her stomach, sweat was appearing on her forehead. "Bella, what's going?" I asked her.

"Cramping, bad, bad cramping," She gasped.

"Do you feel like your going to be sick?" I asked her.

"No, it's just my stomach," She cried.

I hit the gas pedal. "Carlisle!" Esme said from the backseat.

"Cramping can be a normal part of early pregnancy, I just want to get her checked out," I explained. Edward reached up from the back and rubbed her shoulders.

We got to the hospital and Edward all but carried Bella in and sat with her and Esme in the waiting room. "Bella Swan to see Dr. Smith," I said to the receptionist.

"Ok, here are some forms, get them filled out and return them," She instructed. I took the forms and went to sit down with my family.

"Here give me the forms." Esme said holding out her hand.

I gladly handed her the forms and sat down. "How are you feeling?" I asked Bella.

"I'm scared," She said. "I'm scared that something could be wrong. I'm scared that I can't do this on my own. Hell, I'm scared I'll end up alone."

Edward put his arm around her. "Bella, you will never be alone," He said to her.

It was sad, these were fears that a fifteen year old should not have. She should be worried about what clothes to wear, make up, friends, boys, and I'm sure there was more that Rose and Alice worried about. However, Bella was not a normal fifteen year old, she had been through too much hell to be normal.

(Carlisle)

I looked to Edward and Bella. "Now Edward, when they call her back, you and I will stay out here and your mom is going to go with her. They are going to do a pelvic exam and talk to her. Then they will probably do an ultrasound, that is what you can go back for," I told him.

"Fine," He sighed. I knew he wanted to be there with her, but I wasn't sure how comfortable Bella would be having him back there.

(Bella)

"Bella Swan," A nurse called. Esme got up and we walked back together.

"Hi Bella, I'm Angela," The nurse said to me.

"Hi," I mumbled, I could feel my stomach churn, I prayed I wouldn't vomit.

"Bella, you feeling ok?" Angela asked.

"Just peachy," I groaned.

"Ok, so I'm going to check your weight and blood pressure and then get a urine sample," She explained.

That did it. "I need a bathroom." I put my hand over my mouth.

"Right this way," She said opening the door for me.

"Bella, are you ok?" Esme asked coming into the bathroom.

"Shoot me please," I begged flushing the toilet.

"You know I can't do that. I hate blood," She joked.

Once Angela was done, she lead me into a room. "I need you to change into a gown and the doctor will be in with you shortly," Angela told me.

"Thank you," I said nervously taking the gown. I changed quickly and sat on the exam table.

"It will be over soon," Esme said.

"God, I hope so," I groaned.

The door opened and a doctor came in. "You must be, Bella. I'm Dr. Smith," She said shaking my hand. "How are you feeling?"

"Like hell!" I answered honestly. I couldn't bring myself to look at Esme, she hated my mouth a lot of times.

"Bella has been experiencing severe morning sickness, she vomits quite a bit through out the day. She has also been experiencing cramping," Esme told Dr. Smith.

Dr. Smith began writing. "Bella, have you had any bleeding?" She asked. I shook my head no. "Ok, can you describe the pain?"

"Way worse than the cramps I would get before my period and some times they make my back hurt really bad," I explained.

(Esme)

Watching the doctors face concerned me as she listened to Bella. "In all honesty, the cramping concerns me, so after I examine you, I'm going to take you back for an ultrasound," She told Bella.

"Is there something wrong?" Bella asked nervously.

"I'm not for sure." Dr. Smith said gently. "Now I need you to lean back while I examine you."

Bella shot me a panicked look. "Do you want me to stay?" I asked.

"Yes please," She whispered. I could hear the fear in her voice.

I held her hand and the doctor examined her. I hated them as an adult, I couldn't imagine being fifteen and going through this. Tears slipped down Bella cheeks. I brushed them away. "I'm not ready for this," She cried.

"Alright Bella, I'm done, you may sit up," Dr. Smith said We helped her up. "Is the father involved?" She asked.

"I have a boyfriend, but I was also raped. I don't know who the father is," She said through more tears.

"Bella, you have nothing to be ashamed of. Does your boyfriend know?" She asked her.

"Yeah, he's been great through all of this." Bella leaned her head over on my arm.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"My stomach," She whimpered.

"I'm going to get an ultrasound machine. I was going to take you down, but I'm going to bring it in here. Would you like your boyfriend in here?" Dr. Smith asked her.

"Yes please," She said.

"His dad is out there too and needs to be in here," I told her. She nodded and walked out.

Bella burst into tears. I walked over in front of her and put my hands on her shoulders. "Listen to me Bella. We are here for you and we will get through this, if something is wrong with the baby, we will deal with it as a family." Tears were in my eyes.

"It just hurts so bad," She cried. "I don't want anything to be wrong, if I have to have a baby, I at least want a healthy baby."

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