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Chapter Forty-Five

I was exhausted by the time Edward and I got home. I didn't have any more of Alice's anti-nausea pills, and the entire ride I couldn't stop getting sick. I had an appointment set with Dr. Fuller tomorrow after work.

I was ready to get back to the bakery. I had to call several people and reschedule their pickup times. I felt bad when I had to do that, but everyone understood, which was great. But today I needed to focus on making those cakes. People were picking them up this afternoon.

"How are you feeling?" I asked Edward as we drove to Bloor street.

"I'm fine. I mean, this week is going to fucking suck, but it'll be fine."

Edward was transferring all of Aro's business affairs to New York. It was temporary until Alec graduated college. I felt badly for Edward. He was so stressed out about everything. I did my best to relieve some of that stress, but it didn't really help.

"I won't be able to drop you off at the doctor today," He said once we pulled into the bakery, "But I arranged for Paul to give you a ride there and back to the house."

"Oh," I said.

"I'm sorry, just some last minute business. I didn't plan on it. But I'll see you later tonight. I'll be home late, but we can get some Chinese takeout from our place."

"That sounds good honey. Just try not to get too stressed."

He chuckled humorlessly, "I'll try not to. I'll see you later."

He leaned over the seat and gave me a kiss. I smiled and stepped out of the SUV. Riley was waiting for me outside of the bakery.

It was busy today. It reminded me of when I first opened up the shop. It made me happy to have people fill up my store. And the dogs were exciting for the customers as well. I even thought of having some shirts made up that read, "Swan's Bakery," for the dogs. Riley thought it was a good idea.

Edward stopped by briefly during lunchtime to grab a brownie. He was so busy. He just looked like he had been run down and was still going. I wished there was something I could do to make things better for him.

I was exhausted by the time Paul came downstairs. Paul was a huge man, I mean, I thought Emmett was huge, but Paul put him to shame. He wasn't an unattractive man either. He just had sharp features and looked as if he were always angry. There was a large scar that started from his jawline and ran across his eye. Whatever scratched him, it had effected his eye. His unscarred eye was a dark brown, but the one that was scarred was a dark grey. I wanted to ask him if it affected his vision.

"Are you ready to go?" Paul asked.

"Just one sec," I said, "Would you like a brownie or a cookie?"

"No thank you." He said.

I finished the cake I was making for a customer then cleaned myself up.

"Mrs. Hazel will be here in the next hour. Are you good to shut everything down for me?" I asked Maggie.

"Yeah, my dad's going to come by." She said as she took pictures of my cake.

"Good," I grabbed my bag, "I'll see you tomorrow Maggie."

Paul drove a large SUV like Edward did. He opened the backdoor for me, which I thought was weird, but I didn't question it. I slid into the backseat and looked out the window towards Edward's building. His car wasn't there, but Lauren's was. He must've just left.

"So, Paul, where are you from?" I asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

"Here." He said.

"Alright."

The rest of the ride was very quiet. I'd try to start any sort of conversation, but he answered with one or two words, effectively cutting off any conversation before it could begin. Part of me wondered if he was angry about having to drive me, but Edward had told me that he was a bit of a grumpy person.

Once we made it to Dr. Fuller's office, Paul dropped me off at the front of the building. I walked into the office and gave my name to the receptionist.

"I'm sorry, but I don't see an appointment for you?" The receptionist said.

"Are you sure? I spoke with Dr. Fuller yesterday."

"It's okay Jackie," A man said, "Isabella does have an appointment with me."

"Oh, okay." Jackie said.

"I'm Dr. Fuller." The doctor said as he shook my hand, "It's great to meet you."

"You as well," I said with a smile.

"Well come on back and we'll figure out what's going on."

I followed him to one of the rooms in the back. He helped me onto the table and sat behind the computer.

"So, you're having trouble keeping foods down?" He asked.

"Yes, everything I eat comes back up."

"Are you able to keep liquids down?"

"That's the only thing I can keep down."

He nodded, "Are you taking any new medication?"

"No, nothing out of the ordinary." I said, "Just my birth control."

He nodded again, "Have you skipped any days?"

"Oh god no, I take it religiously."

"Have you taken any medication in the passed few months that could have thrown the birth control out of whack?"

"Um, just some pain medication but that's it." I said, "I was attacked a few weeks ago."

"I'm sorry about that," He said, "Well, let me run some tests and I'll pull your medical chart. I'll be right back."

He drew some blood and ran a few tests. Edward texted me about thirty minutes ago to see how everything was going, but I hadn't heard any answers yet. I was hoping I just had some sort of virus that could be easily cured with some antibiotics.

"Alright Miss Swan," Dr. Fuller said as he walked into the room, "We found the problem."

"Thank god," I said, "So, what's going on with me? Do I have a virus?"

He smiled at me, "No virus, but you are pregnant."

I suddenly felt faint, there was a pounding in my head. My chest felt very tight. Slowly I shook my head.

"No." I said, "No, that's not it."

"Miss Swan you are pregnant. We ran a couple pregnancy tests to make sure. And I thumbed through your medical file, I found that you had taken an antibiotic back in December. I'm guessing that's when it threw your birth control out of whack."

"No… I can't be pregnant," I said, feeling as if I were going to throw up, "Seriously, it has to be something else. A virus, a parasite, some disease. Because I can't be pregnant."

"I know this is a shock, but I swear I'm not lying to you," He said, "For now, I'll prescribe you some anti-nausea medication and I'll give you a list of OBGYN's to follow up with. Without a sonogram, I can't accurately tell how far along you are. But I'm guessing you're nearly two months."

I placed my hand over my chest, "No, no please. Do another test. It has to be wrong."

"We've done three tests already Miss Swan. We're fairly certain you're pregnant. But the only way to be really sure is to see an OBGYN. I'll send the anti-nausea medication to the pharmacy. And for now, stop taking the birth control."

I guess I was pretty numb to the world around me because I didn't exactly come too until I was in the SUV. I was confused about how I got here. Paul turned in his seat and asked me something.

"Huh?" I said.

"I asked if you were alright. You look really pale."

Slowly I nodded, "I-I'm fine. Just take me home."

"Okay." He said.

He dropped me off at the house. I walked in and immediately stepped into the tub. I needed a really long hot soak.

I guess I must've been in the bathtub for a while, because when Edward walked in, he looked really worried.

"Bella, honey," Edward said as he knelt beside me.

"Oh, hey," I said, "I didn't know you were home."

"I was calling you. Where's your phone?"

"I'm not sure."

"What's wrong?" He asked, reaching for my hand, "Jesus Christ, the water is freezing. Come on, get out of there."

He reached into the tub and pulled the drain. When I didn't move, Edward picked me up out of the bathtub and into the room. His clothes were soaked now. He wrapped a towel around me.

"Baby, what's going on?" He asked.

I closed my eyes and started shaking now feeling the cold. He rubbed his hands against my arms, trying to warm me with the friction.

"Bella, what's going on? You're really scaring me. Was it something with the doctor?"

I nodded.

"What did he say?" He asked impatiently.

I groaned, "I don't know what I'm going to do."

"Jesus fuck Bella you're scaring the shit out of me. Please tell me what's going on."

I felt the words jam up in my throat, "I'm—I…"

He grabbed my hands and squeezed them, "Is it something really serious?"

I nodded.

"Fuck. Is it… cancer?"

"What? Oh god no," I said, "No. It's nothing like that."

He let out a relieved chuckle, "Okay, well then tell me what it is."

I closed my eyes, "I'm… I'm pregnant."

"Oh." He said.

I opened my eyes to look at his face. I couldn't exactly pinpoint the emotions on his face. It looked to be a combination of fear, nervousness, and also excitement.

"Huh," He said, "Pregnant. You're pregnant. With my baby."

"I haven't slept with anyone else," I said sarcastically.

He was trying to contain the smile that was threatening to break through. I stood and turned on him.

"This is not anything to be happy about!" I snapped, "What the fuck am I supposed to do?"

"Well, I completely stand behind whatever you decide but," the smile broke through, "I know I'll be right here for you. So, you don't have to worry too much."

"Of course I have to worry," I cried, "I have a bakery to run! I can't have a baby now!"

He grabbed my hand, "Baby, it's going to be okay."

"Don't call me baby." I snapped.

"Sorry," He said, "But I'm serious, everything is going to be okay."

"How?" I snapped, "How is it going to be okay? I'm either going to have to give up the bakery to raise the baby or I get an abortion and feel like a jerk for the rest of my life."

"You don't have to give up the bakery." He said pulling me back down beside him.

"How am I supposed to have a baby and run the bakery? I mean, are you going to give up your businesses to be a stay-at-home dad?"

"No, of course I'm not," He rubbed my back, "But look we're going to figure it out. We can hire a nanny, cut the days of the bakery. Hire another baker to pick up the slack. I mean, there's plenty we can do."

I felt like I was going to start hyperventilating, "Edward that doesn't make me feel better. I mean are you really thinking about this? What are we going to do? We've only been dating for four months; a baby will ruin our relationship."

"Well, the baby's not stopping by tonight," he said, "We've got nine months to figure all this out."

"How are you not freaking out about this?" I demanded.

He shrugged, "Because I love you and I knew one day we'd have children at some point. And honestly, the thought of having a baby with you makes me extremely happy."

"Wait… what did you say?" I stared at him with wide eyes.

"What?"

"Did… did you just say you loved me?" I asked.

His face turned beet red, "Uh, I… I guess I did."

"How do you know you love me?"

He looked surprised at my question, "Because you're the perfect woman for me. I think about you all the time, I'm happy when we're together, I miss you when you're not around, and I've never been more afraid of losing someone."

I blushed and looked down at my hands. He loved me. I'm not sure why that was such a surprise. I had a feeling he loved me, but, I would never say it out loud. But then it raised the question of if I loved Edward.

Did I love Edward? I mean, he was pretty much the first man I had ever really been with. I do think about him all the time, and I always feel butterflies in my stomach when I think about him or when I'm with him. And I have thought about having kids with him, just never this soon.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked me, pulling one of my hands into his.

I shrugged, "Just a bunch of different things."

He pulled me into his arms, "I know you're afraid. But you don't need to worry. I'm going to take care of you, and I'm going to take care of this baby, if you choose to keep it. I'm going to make sure your bakery stays open, even if I have to pump millions into it until our kid is in school." He kissed my temple, "I love you. I'm glad I can finally say it now."

"So, you want me to keep the baby?"

"I support whatever decision you make," He said, "But I'm not going to lie. I really, really, want you to keep this baby."

"And if I decided not to keep it? Would you still love me?"

"Of course I would," He said, "I might be a little upset, but I know this is your choice. So, whatever you decide, I'll support it."

I nodded and looked down at my flat stomach. The thought of it being round and fat with a baby was a scary thought.

Pretty much all of you knew she was pregnant! Not much of a surprise, sorry, but it adds a little excitement. And to those of you worried that the story will become focused on Bella's pregnancy, don't worry, it won't. It's going to be an important piece, but it's not going to become the whole theme of the story. Hopefully you guys enjoyed it! Lemme know in a review! Have a great day!