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Edward's POV
I can't believe that fucker talking to Peaches that way.
He was lucky he drove off as quickly as he did because it saved me being arrested for assault.
Turning back to Bella I watched her gasp and grip the car in a white knuckled grasp.
Rushing to her side I asked "Jesus Peaches what happened? What is it?"
She was white as a sheet and she looked extremely panicked. I wrapped my fingers around her upper arm pulling her into me whispering calming nothings into her ear.
But my own panic ratcheted up to Def Con One when she answers my question "Um I think I just had a contraction."
I freaked out, I'm not lying.
Not on the surface, on the surface I was calm and in control. I got her into the car and drove as fast as I could to the hospital; getting her out of the car I handed her over to the hospital staff so they could find out what was going on.
I called my Dad, cursing him for having the day off, and told him where we were.
He assured me that he'd contact everyone and let them know what was happening.
I asked him to tell them not to come here; I knew Bella wouldn't like all the attention.
Thirty minutes later a Doctor came out of the exam rooms and called my name.
I almost fell over my feet in my haste to get to him.
He offered me a tight smile and his hand; I shook the offered hand and said "Is she okay? Is the baby okay?" the doctor nodded and said
"Miss Swan is perfectly fine maybe a little freaked out. She had what is known as Braxton Hicks contractions; these are normal and they are a trial run for the body in preparation for true labour.
We want to monitor her for another hour or two and if she doesn't progress into proper labour than she can go home.
My advice to you is to keep a close eye on her and complete bed-rest because her blood pressure is a little on the high side but she doesn't have protein in her urine or abnormal amounts of swelling which are indicators of pre-eclampsia.
She said she'd had a rough day today, so take her home and bed-rest for two weeks and then we can decide where to go from there."
I exhaled a breath I'd held trapped since Bella had flinched with pain.
I swear by the time she has this baby I'm going to be grey with worry and there is no way in hell that we were having anymore kids, it was too stressful.
Shaking the Doctors' hand and promising that I would make sure that Bella would rest and take it easy.
What I didn't tell him was I'd make damn sure that she'd rest even if it meant tying her to our bed.
The tight smile on Bella's face when I entered the room made my heart skip a beat.
She was actually okay, nothing that fool said today had caused permanent damage and as long as she rests she and the baby will be just fine.
I felt a genuine smile turn up my lips as I crossed the room and drew her into a tight hug.
Kissing her head I whispered "You scared me Peaches. Promise never to do that again."
She relaxed against me and giggled tiredly "I can't promise that because this baby is going to come out and that's the only way she knows how to let me know that it's time.
If it helps any, you handled that amazingly.
Thank you for remaining calm Edward. It meant a lot to me."
I felt pride swell inside me at her praise but her words made me adamant that I would never tell her how freaked out I actually was and any way I had eight weeks to prepare for that.
The following day I tucked Bella into our bed and sternly reminded her that the Doctor had said "Bed rest actually means not lying down after a full day. Your blood pressure is a little high and we need to keep you calm and relaxed. Our daughter needs some more cooking time, she's not ready for this crazy assed world just yet."
The amount of time that Bella had been a patient you'd think that it would make her a good one.
Yeah, it didn't. She bitched and moaned constantly for the next week and her disquiet was making her crazy.
She lost her temper with me (something that was a regular thing since bed rest had been enforced) and started crying and screaming that I was seeing other pretty, skinny girls and that's why I wanted her hidden in the house where no-one could see her.
Unfortunately I was tired and my brain abandoned me and I replied "I don't want skinny, pretty girls Peaches. I want you."
Which led to a screaming crying fit, in which she told me she hated me because she was fat and ugly and that it was all my fault.
I threw my hands into the air and walked out of the room in a huff literally running into my Dad.
"Man she's vocal isn't she?" My Dad grinned at me.
I snarled at him, flipping him the bird, and saying "She's fucking crazy!"
A frown quickly wiped the smile off his face and he said "You know she's not crazy, Edward. Her hormones are all over the shop and she is feeling insecure.
She's missing a lot at this point in her life. Her future isn't her own, her body isn't her own.
Hell she can't see her feet or put her shoes on without help. She isn't allowed out of that bed unless someone helps her and then it's only to go to the toilet.
Add that to the fact that she is a normal insecure teenage girl... I'm surprised it's taken this long for her to flip her shit.
You need to be a little more understanding about what she's going through and whatever you do, son, do not tell any other female in this house that you think Bella is crazy because they will go pack on you and they will tear you apart."
He walked into Bella's and my room, shutting the door quietly behind him. I could hear his voice, but not his words, as he spoke to Bella.
I walked tiredly away from the door wishing that the next seven weeks would fly by and then the baby would be here and I'd have my Bella back.
Yep being tired and a little stressed doesn't help you navigate the crazy hormonal waters of a pregnant woman.
Hopefully what Carlisle said to him helps him in the future.
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