The next day I woke up sick again and did my best to hide it from Edward, but he looked suspicious. For not having seen each other in so long, he still knew me well and that's what I was worried about. We talked for a bit while I ate my breakfast and then hurried to work.

Kendall had brought her sister books along with some prenatal vitamins and directions for when to take them. I thanked her profusely and promised to take her out for lunch sometime soon.

"It's really no problem Isabella, let me know if you need anything else, you know I will help you."

"Thank you, I appreciate it," I said. I had to admit I liked Kendall and was starting to trust her. I hadn't had great girl friendships, so I thought this would be good for me.

At the end of my shift I went home unsurprisingly completely tired. We walked through my door, I still expected Edward to be there, but to my surprise he was gone. I felt my shoulders sag, as I realized I was already hoping and I couldn't allow myself to hope. I felt my eyes tearing up and I started to cry again. I set my stuff down and walked over to my kitchen area and noticed a small note on the table. I wiped my eyes and started to read it.

I'll be back soon, I need to hunt. I'm sorry. I miss you.

-Edward

I let out a big breath and put the note in the trash. I was quite tired, but I figured I should start reading one of the books Kendall gave me. I took it out and laid down on my bed, with the book in my lap. It was interesting and horrifying to see what was going to happen to my body in the next couple months, but I felt my eyes getting heavy, so I set the book down next to me and drifted up to sleep.

I woke up from my nap feeling somewhat refreshed. When I got up I noticed Edward sitting on one of the kitchen chairs with his head in his hands. As I walked over to him, I noticed he was mumbling to himself.

"Edward? Are you ok?"
"Yes, I'm fine."

"Umm, I'm gonna make myself some food, do you want anything," I asked cautiously. I thought he would think it was funny, but he just shook his head no. I rolled my eyes and walked away to start pulling leftovers out of the fridge.

"Bella," he called in a soft voice, but I could hear it was layered with tension. I spun around to face him, but he had moved so he was standing beside me.

"Is everything ok?" I asked tentatively. He just responded by setting my Mother's Beginners Guide book in front of me. I stiffened and looked away from his gaze.

"Why do you have this Bella?" I could feel his gaze burning a hole through me.

"Uh," I paused trying to think of a good excuse, " My uh, friend at the Library is umm, kinda pregnant and she needs some help, so I told her I'd study some stuff and help her," I said looking down at my hands.

"That's funny, does your friend need you to be taking her prenatal vitamins for her too?" he said sarcastically. I looked at him for the first time since we started this conversation and his eyes were flaming gold.

"Well, uh, they help with period stuff," I said nervously, I was stupid to think he would believe me, but I didn't think I would ever be having this conversation with him.

"Bella," he said, pinching the bridge of his nose, "I've been to medical school 4 times and you are the worst liar on the face of the planet," he said harshly. I started crying and blubbering, God I've never cried so much in my life. I saw his face soften as he saw the look of pain and grief on mine. He held out his arms to me inviting me to step into them. I hesitated and then stepped forward. He wrapped his icy arms around my waist and hugged me close to his body. I was sobbing and mumbling out apologies, even though I knew I didn't have anything to apologize for. He let me cry into his chest for a moment before pulling back to look at me.

"I need to hear you say what I think this means Bella," he said in a low voice. I wiped my tears from my face with the back of my hand and stared straight forward at his chest, my face forming into a frown. I had never said the words out loud even to myself and I wasn't sure what it would do to me to say it. He used his cold finger to tilt my face up to meet his eyes.

"I'm pregnant," I said softly, cringing at my own words. He released me and stepped away running his hands through his hair. I could tell he was trying not to freak out in front of me.

"How?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"Do you really need me to explain that med student," I said, raising my eyebrows.

"You know that's not what I meant."

"Just some guy, it was a one time thing," I mumbled.

"Oh, so you're just sleeping with random guys now," he said, raising his voice.

"You fucking left me! Who are you to tell me who I can and can't sleep with!" I was angry now. The last thing he should be doing is attacking me for my decision making.

"I know the choice I made was stupid, but did you ever think about that fact that if you never left, none of this would have happened!" I yelled back. His face fell. I knew it was a low blow. It wasn't his fault I was pregnant, but I couldn't help it. He recomposed himself and I could tell it took effort.

"I don't want to yell at you or say something I will regret, so please give me a moment," he said, walking over to my couch. I followed him over and sat down.

"I'm assuming you are keeping it," he stated.

"Yes, I couldn't do something like that after Renee." He nodded. We sat there for what seemed like forever.

"Edward, I'm really sorry. I understand if you don't want anything to do with this. I'm a complete mess," I finally said putting my face in my hands and trying to hind the new tears forming there. I felt his cold fingers wrap around my wrists and pull my hands from my face. He intertwined our fingers and looked me in the eyes.

"I know it will take some time to adjust," he paused taking a deep breath, "but I love you and I will not leave you. If you will have me I want to be a part of you and your baby's life," he said, resting his forehead on mine. We both closed our eyes and I could feel his breath on my lips. My head was spinning, but I knew I could act rashing if I kissed him. When he pushed his lips to mine I froze.

"Edward I can't," I mumbled against his lips. I pulled back and rested my head on his stone shoulder. He let out a deep sigh and whispered,

"Will you ever be able to love me again? Or even forgive me?" I raised my head so my eyes met his. They were full of pain and regret. I placed a hand on his cheek and rubbed my thumb on the icey skin there.

"I never stopped loving you, but I need some time. For now I need you to leave and give some space for a couple of days." He had a panicked look in his eye and he pulled me on his lap and started mumbling unintelligible things. He clutched me as if I were the only thing keeping him alive.

"Edward," I whispered into his chest.

"You can come back I promise. 3 days." He only relaxed a little, but then released me, got up, and made his way to the front door. Before he opened it he turned to me. Tears flooded my eyes as I had to watch him leave again.

"I know you don't want me to say it, but I love you Bella. Always. Nothing will ever change that," he said glancing at my stomach, and then he was gone.