"Sorry, we're late." Ordered Tula menacingly. "I have a confession and so does Emmett." She scowled. I could sense Tammy's distress and fear, so I decided to send some waves of calm in her direction. I heard her stomach churn due to my enhanced vampire hearing. "Calm down," I muttered to her.

"Where should we start?" Divulged Emmett. "Ah, yes."

Tammy's POV:

My guts were knotted tighter than a hangman's noose around the neck of a 300-pound wrestler. Suddenly, I wanted to vomit. What the hell is wrong with me? I thought. I started feeling uncomfortable, which Jas sensed since I started feeling calmer. And then...I felt the vomit approaching up to my throat, so I ran out to the Bathroom.

The vomit pooled beneath me in the toilet, as I heaved on all fours. My stomach clenched in pain. The top of my dress was stained with puke and bile. Sweat dripped down my brow through greasy brown hair. I felt like it was something else that made me vomit, not seeing her. Suddenly, I was brought out of my feelings by someone knocking on the stall door, I don't even remember how I managed to lock the stall door without vomiting. "W-Who is it?" I stammered in between vomiting.

"It's Esme, Jasper is worried about you so he sent me to see if you were okay. By the sounds of things, you're not. Can I come in?"

"S-Sure." I stammered again. "L-Let me j-just unlock t-the door." I unlocked the door as I stammered this. Esme entered the stall and I could see the disgust on her face from the not-yet-flushed-away vomit.

"Oh, my goodness, Tammy! Are you okay?!" She asked concerned.

"N-no."

"I need to tell Jasper!"

"O-Okay." The thought of seeing my husband made me a little happier but I was still puking my guts out.

Jasper's POV:

As I walked into the Bathroom, I froze in my tracks. Tammy was knelt in front of the now full of vomit toilet, still vomiting her guts out. She looked paler than she should be. I knew something was wrong at that moment.

"Ta-Tam, are you o-okay?" I stammered, still recovering from the shock of seeing her in this state.

"No."

"What's wrong?!"

"I-I don't know." When she finally stopped vomiting, I carried her to Carlisle and I explained what happened.

"Vomiting?" Carlisle asked concerned. Tam nodded her head.

"Do you feel like something is moving inside of you?"

"Now that you mention it, at the start I did, yes." I was in disbelief. The hell is happening to her? I wondered.

"How about feeling more fatigued?" She nodded again.

"I think I know what's wrong with her." Carlisle vocalized calmly...

A/N: I'm such a bitch for leaving you on a cliffhanger, aren't I? Well tune in for Chapter 31. What's wrong with Tammy?