Thanks for reviewing. I know you guys are probably a tad angry at Liz and maybe even at me. Hopefully after this chapter you wont be. So some of you requested for this chapter to be in Paul's. Instead of it just being in one point of view I've decided to make it into a 3rd person's view. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Today is my birthday. Lol! Review please!

Previously:

We found ourselves at the beach, the moon shining down on us, only a quarter was shining tonight. As we sat down together on the sandy ground, the sounds of the ocean calming me to no end. I loved the motions and the sound it made as it crashed to the rocks and the cliffs. I loved the little stones, the colours that look so beautiful in the night as it occasionally sparkled. The water seemed almost silver, the moon making the water glimmer. Gently I smiled as I looked toward the ocean. Awe ridden almost.
"Hey Liz?" Paul said gently, taking my hands in his, and with the my attention was automatic turning to him as I looked down at our linker hands.
"Yes Paul?" I smiled faintly, my hands in his.
"Will you marry me?" And like that my jaw dropped as I stood up, slower then I have ever before.
"No" I said shaking my head. "No" I mumbled once again, this time more softly and broken as my head just started shaking back and forth like my life depended on it. And like that I walked away.. Leaving Paul alone in the sand.

As she said no, he felt his heart ripping to shreds, and as she walked away from him he felt like something inside of him just died. Before she left she turned around say "Don't follow me" It was like a part of him just went, frozen among other things. He found his world crashing down, all the way to the sandy ground. She had said no. He had always imagined that she would say 'Yes'. Maybe she didn't love him, but then again she had always said she loved him. He found himself walking, walking home to be in the comfort of his room, where the walls enclosed, the only thing keeping him away from the world around. The only thing other then Liz that could calm him down. As he slammed the door open it caught the attention of a sleeping Alex, a book that was on her chest came tumbling down to the ground, the noise echoing throughout the house. She saw the look on her son's face. It was the look of sadness, of pure heartache. "Paul" Were the only words that could come out of her mouth before he bounded up the stairs, his feet barely making any noises at all. Alex knew from experience not to go after him right away when he is that stressed upset and that dehyrdrated looking. She hated seeing her baby looking like that. He was a happy boy most of the time, always smiling.. Again, most of the time. Sighing, she picked up the phone, cancelling the dinner party she had not planned.

Elizabeth was under the covers of her blankets, the warmth reminding her of Paul. She started remembering the proposal, she closed her eye's tight, wanting the image to just fade out of her head. She was scared, terrified. If she were to say yes, she would end up just like the other women in her family. Divorced. She didn't want that, no matter how much she loved her grandma... She didn't want to end up like her. Unhappy and sad, forced to raise a kid by herself. Her arm's wrapped tightly around her blue care bear pillow. When she was only 11 she recieved that from her nana, just before she died. She was distraught that day. She didn't want to see anyone, she didn't want to eat, didn't want to do a thing. She remembered what her father had told her. That when she went, she went without feeling an ounce of pain. She drifted. She was in a better place. She remembered that day. She also remembered how that was a lie. The way her grandmother died was anything but peaceful, and painless. She died at the old age of 74. Elizabeth was crying, tears saturating her care bear, wetting her cheeks. She wanted to say yes, she wanted in every fibre of her being to just say yes to his proposal. But if she said yes, she'd have to tell him about the babies that were growing inside of her, that were kicking inside of her. Even right now. She could feel them kicking her stomach, the only thing that were making her smile right now, slowly her hand sat on her stomach, rubbing it gently in soothing circles. She fell asleep, her hand gently on her stomach, her eye's shutting, the last thing she thought about before she drifted off was about Paul, about how sad he looked, how heart broken as she said those few words. Words that meant so much, words that took so little to say, but could mean so much..

Her Dream wasn't peaceful, in fact it was far from peaceful. Her dreams contained axes and evil green bunnies threatning to rule the world... Okay so not pricisely that. That wasn't even a fraction of that. The dream scared her to no end. She was there in Paul's arm's.. Then instead of him in them he was gone, her arm's around someone with stone cold arm's, the sun shining down on their skin, making him sparkle. She was scared, the man started squishing her with his bare hands, like she was a tiny bug. Then his red eye's board into hers, a smirk on his lips. "Goodbye" And like that he threw her off of the cliff. She was only centirmetres away from the ground when she awoke, her upper body flying up, her arm's holding her weight, what she didn't realise was she was screaming.

Jacob heard Liz screaming, his arm's were around Belle, her head on his shoulder, but as the screaming came she was sitting up in his arm's looking up at him with worry, mirroring Jacob's face. "Just wait here" He mumbled kissing her nose, setting her on the lounge. But Belle, being Belle, she couldn't help herself, she was worried for Liz, so she put her hand in his, walking down the hall with him. As Jacob opened the door he saw a vulnerable looking Liz, she was clutching her care bear pillow to her, her other hand on her stomach. "Liz?" Jacob asked. "Are you ok-" Before he even managed to get the rest of his sentence out, there was a howling noise, a warning that Liz and Belle both knew to well. It was a warning, a vampire was around La Push, this just made Liz start crying even more. Jacob kissed Belle on this lips passionately, then hugged Liz, kissing the top of her head. "I will be back. Please do not leave the house. I am guessing Jared will bring Kim here since they're at first beach and their house is closer to us. Please stay" Then he ran out of the room, the door closing with a click.

"Hey" Belle said, her voice sympathetic. "What's going on. Are you okay?" She sat on the edge of the bed, her hand on the top of Liz's shoulder. Liz sat up shaking her head. Belle looked at her as if to say "Continue"
"Paul proposed, and I said no. And now he probably hates me" Liz's lips were pursed.
"Well.. That's good thing. Right? He loves you, you love him, Why didn't you say yes?" She had wondered. She knew, even right now that if Jacob were to propose she would automatically say yes. Her love for Jacob was strong, like a connection.
"Because.. I'm pregnant" Liz blurted out, only to put her hand over her mouth.

Paul heard the call, or course he did. He just couldn't get up. His eye's were on the ceiling above him, looking at the fan above him, watching it spin slowly around in circles. He could hear the steps of his mother coming up the stairs. Slowly the door opened revealing his mother. Alex's face was worried, and upset. She hasn't seen Paul this upset in ages. As she opened the door he didn't even look at her, his stares focoused on the ceiling fan. Slowly she turned it off. "Paul. Look at me." Her voice was stern, filled with parental authority. When he didn't look she sighed, walking over to him, only to sit beside him. Her arm's wrapping around his shoulder, her head resting on his. "Paul? What happened?" As his spoke his voice wasn't the strong it usually was. It was low, upset and the most vulnerable she ever seen it to be.

"You're pregnant?" Belle asked, her voice shocked. "Are you sure, it could be-"
"I'm pregnant. I have known about it for a month or two. Twins. I saw a docter" Liz sighed, her arm's wrapping around her care bear even tighter.
"And that's why you said no. Right?"
Nodding, she let a few tears out. "But that's not the only reason. My grandma, my mother. They got married at a young age. 18 or 19. Soon after they got divorced. What if that happens to me? I'm afraid if I fall to hard then it's all going to get-" She was cut off by an understanding Belle.
"Taken away from you? I know what you mean. But whose to say that's going to happen. I've seen how Paul looks at you! He loves you for god sake. He loves you so, so much. When you fall asleep on the lounge he always pulls a blanket on top of you. He kisses you on the head, smiles when you snore. He even say's he loves you when you sleep. I saw it last week. Jacob fell asleep watching T.V but it's so cute." The smile on Liz's lips was faint as Belle continued. "Maybe he wants this, the longer you keep it from him, the longer you will be worrying. And besides what if you don't tell him at all? And in like 6-7 or 8 months you waters break? Then what? I think it'd be a little to late to say. "Oh yeah. I forgot to tell you, but I'm pregnant. Surprise!" She laughed, Liz laughing with her gently, the babies in her stomach once again kicking. "I felt that" Belle said softly, placing her hand on Elizabeth's stomach. "Twins hey?"
"Yeah. Twins."
"You know you should see Paul, you should tell him that he is going to be a father."
"Jacob's going to be pissed when he finds out about me being pregnant"
"Don't you worry about him" Belle smiled. "I can deal with Jacob. That's not hard"

That's when the door opened to Jacob. "Why would you want to deal with me? And how?" He winked at Belle, making her laugh.
"None of your business nosey"
That's when Jacob's glance turned to me. "Why wasn't Paul there? Are you two fighting?"
"Again with the being nosey part mr. You should really stop that. So are you going to see Paul Liz?"
Nodding Liz got up from the bed, walking to her closet to grab her coat, chucking it over her clothes she began to walk out of her room, turning around she saw Jacob and Belle kissing passionately. "Get out of my room. If you two want to have sex do it in your room Jacob. Have fun kids. I can actually say that now. I am an adult" Then she waved, one hand resting on her stomach as she began to walk out of the room, putting her nikes on, her socks already on her feet.