First and foremost this is the original story before I started to rewrite it... and got stuck in the writing of the rewrite. If you are following the rewrite you will notice quite glaring differences between this and the one you have already started following. I do not intend on giving up with the rewritten version, however, I think you guys waiting for me to get over my blank slate of a muse isn't going to happen any time soon. So I am re-posting the original. This was my first completed story and it is very different from how my last stories flow.

Secondly, this is not beta'ed. NOT AT ALL. There will be mistakes in spelling (I'm Australian and some words we spell differently). The layout will honestly have you wondering what the hell I was thinking. I wasn't; well that's not true. What I was thinking was that I knew what I was doing and screw anyone else... yes I was a conceited little shit even at the age of 31.

Thirdly, there is 68 chapters to this story, including the epilogue and two outtakes. All of which have been uploaded to my profile so I should be able to update daily. Please understand that I have a busy life in the real world. This includes two children, one grown and the other with disabilities. So while I should be able to update wherever I am, if something happens please understand that I will miss updating.

Last but not lease. I am not SM. Not even close. I do not own the franchise, work in any capacity with the publishing houses or studios. I merely escaped from reality to play with some characters that I fell in love with while reading four books in a matter of days.

B POV

Waking up this morning I really didn't want to open my eyes. He said that he would stay with me until I fell asleep. But it didn't really stop the feeling that it might have been a dream. Maybe it was but if it was I don't want reality. I want to be with him, to have him here while I give birth to our child. I want to know that he would always be there, for peanut, for me, for us.

"Time to wake up Isabella." Father's gruff voice called from the doorway. I don't want to I want to stay in the little bubble that I had created. Jasper was with me, here and he wanted to stay.

"I don't want to." Childish I know but I buried myself in the covers. His chuckle didn't help matters; it only made me retreat into the little nest I had made.

"I have coffee." Damn it he knew my weaknesses. Poking my head out of the covers to see if he was tricking me, I smelt it before I saw it in his hands.

"Fine, you win this round father. But I will get my revenge." Again childish but he was popping my Jasper induced bubble. And I didn't want to let it go just yet. Closing the door he made his way to the bed holding the precious cup in his hands as a sign of surrender.

"So I think we need to talk. Yesterday was a big thing huh?" He asked as he slowly joined me on the bed.

He definitely had that right. Taking a sip, I couldn't help but wonder why he was here talking to me and not mother. She was always the one that was comforting me when things were hard. Maybe he was trying to show me that things were different.

"So peanut is a Whitlock, not a Swan?" the disappointment notable in his voice. I guess he always wanted to have someone to carry on the family name.

"Yep, another Whitlock; let's just hope he or she isn't as outrageous as Peter. One of those is enough in one family." We both laughed and I was sure I heard someone in the hall laughing as well.

"Seriously father what's up. I know you too well to not know when something is on your mind." I also knew that if we got the serious part of this conversation over it would be easier for everyone for the rest of the week.

"Fine; I know you said you loved him. But what happened was 5 months ago. What do you feel now? I don't want to see you hurt." He spoke to his hands, not to me.

He never was any good at this type of thing. Always sending Mother to deal with the emotional part of parenthood. When I didn't answer he looked up from his hands. I wasn't sure what he was looking for, but I don't know what he found either.

"I'm not sure. I know I love him, and I really want to be with him. But loving someone for so long and not being able to be with them brings a lot of insecurities. You know we sat up last night until well after midnight talking. Telling each other what our lives were like growing up. He didn't seem to be the littlest bit bored when I was telling him about everything. And I felt like I was hanging on every word when he was telling me about his life." I stopped at the look my father was giving me; I could have sworn that he had a tear or two sitting in his mustache.

"Okay, what else did you talk about other than being the daughter to the police chief and a fly away mother?" he chuckled.

"Peanut. He wanted to know everything about Peanut. And I mean everything. Cravings, if I had morning sickness, boy or girl, due date. Everything. He even went and had a look through all the bags of stuff we bought yesterday. It was funny when he pulled out things and had no clue what they were. Like the beast pump. I swear he almost threw that thing across the room." I couldn't hold the laughter at the memory, but my father's face just made it ten times worse.

Like he just sucked on a lemon or something. It was a good thing I was already halfway thought the coffee, or I'd probably have worn it rather than drank it.

"So he wasn't lying when he said he wants to be here for everything. For both of you? I gotta say I'm impressed." He continued once I gained control of my laughter.

Again there was that look. I don't think I've ever seen that look before. But at least there weren't any tears. Or he'd already wiped them away.

"You're not mad at either of us, are you? I know this isn't the way you wanted to become a grandfather. It isn't the way I ever really envisioned becoming a mother, not that I ever really saw that." It was my turn to ask something that had been plaguing me since I moved away from home 4 months ago. Since the day I found out that I was going to be a mother.

"I won't lie to you, Isabella. I was beyond shocked and a little disappointed. I always wanted to see you in the white dress before the baby bump came. You're mother and I were lucky in one aspect. We had loved each other for a long time before you came along. And I know your mother was carrying you when we married. But we knew we were going to be married as did everyone else in the town." I watched as he became lost in his own memories of their wedding and life before I came along.

I know neither of them ever regretted having me so early and marrying at a young age. He shook his head to regain his thoughts

"But you. You were always the best and worst parts of both of us. You give yourself fully no matter what it costs you. You already gave him your heart, even if you can't see it yet. But you're as stubborn as I am once you make up your mind. But you're as free as your mother when it comes to making these decisions. And it scares me sometimes. I'm not mad at you or him; amazingly enough. I had a talk to him earlier while you were asleep. He seems a really good guy. And if in the end, after all, is said and done. He makes you happy. Then I guess I have to live with it. It's all I ever want for you to be happy and loved like I do your mother." He finished kissing my head softly. Like he did when I was younger, and he was going to work or I was going to sleep.

"What did you talk about?" I blurted out.

I couldn't help it I really wanted to know. If father seemed to like him it was a good thing, I wanted to know how he won over the most protective father that lived in Forks Washington. Literally, I think that's why nothing happened between Edward and me before college. Father was known for having the gun belt hanging where you would see it first when you walked into the house; even if it was empty, it still told everyone that he had a gun.

"Nothing you need to worry about. I wanted to know the guy who was the father of my grandchild. Jane and Felix already know you, and I'm pretty sure that they adopted you too before yesterday. I needed to know that he was a good man, that he wouldn't be one of those dead beats that some of the guys you went to school with are now. Like that Mike guy. You know he got Irena pregnant and then took off for 6 months after the baby was born. I didn't want to see you in the same position." I did know that.

I had actually met up with Mike just before he went back to her. Char and I kicked his ass literally when we found out what he had done. Once he had gotten over the fact that two girls kicked his ass we sat down and talked. He was scared that Irena wanted marriage and he wasn't ready for that. Seriously he was ready for fatherhood but not marriage. Now 3 years on, they are getting married and I'm Irena's maid of honor since I can't be the best man.

"Yeah I know but I think that Jasper showed everyone exactly what type of man he is now, and what kind of father he will be to peanut. Heaven help Peanut if she turns out to be a girl. With a grandfather like you, a father like Jasper. That poor girl will never know any boy for as long as she lives. And I'm pretty sure that Felix will gladly join in on the protectiveness. The add Peter, Edward, Emmett, Jake, Carlisle, and Billy. That girl would live in constant fear of ever bringing home someone." We both laughed at this idea, but Father's eyes showed that I was right on the money with that thought.

"Then if Peanut is a boy. I can only imagine what will happen then. Us women will never think any girl would be good enough for him. Well maybe I will but that's only because I would want him to be happy. No matter what Peanut will be very well taken care of." I finished. A knock at the door interrupted our little talk, as Jasper's voice came through the door.

"Bella, did you want some breakfast. Our mothers are starting to think you won't come out until dinner tonight."

Mothers? How many are here? Seeing this written on my face father answered

"Everyone's here again. And I think their right. We've been in here for an hour now." As he kissed me once more on the head and hugged me like he did at the airport.

"We're coming son, don't worry. Tell the ladies she will be there in a minute." He called to Jasper.

"Son? Since when. You don't even call Jake or Edward son. Ever." I asked raising a brow in question.

"Well as he's the father of my grandchild he's family, a son. I told you, you got the best and worst parts of your mother and me; as much as I was upset that you were pregnant when you told me. I already saw the father as a son." He answered ruffling my hair before leaving the room.

After a quick shower and change of clothes, I headed down to the kitchen where everyone was waiting. Nearly all had smiles on their faces. Only Peter had a funny look.

"What's wrong with having another Peter in the family?" he pouted like the little kid that I had known for too long now.

"That right there. The pout and the little dummy spit. I got some upstairs if you want one. Then you can really do it if you want." I told him without missing a beat and making the kitchen ring with laughter.

"See this is why we love you Little B. You don't take his crap." Charlotte came over and slung her arm over my shoulders.

"Well damn, I thought it was for my cooking skills. Does this mean I'm off cooking duties?" I asked with a very big smile on my face and a resounding No from everyone else.

I watched as Jasper was standing at the back of the group just watching how everyone interacted. I couldn't help but smile at him, and after the talk with Father, it just made it easier to relax. It was only then that I realized that I hadn't answered his question about dinner for tonight.

"Where's this breakfast I got chased out of bed for? Peanut is hungry." And the kick in the ribs brought that to my attention that he or she didn't like me using them as an excuse.

I walked over to where Jasper was standing and took a seat. He was still watching me and everyone interacting with one another.

"Hey that invite still valid for tonight?" I asked quietly, I wasn't sure if he wanted everyone to know he'd asked me out on a date. He nodded his head and I saw a small smile on his face.

"I'd love to. What time?" the smile grew and I think everyone noticed it, but at least no-one knew why.

"Bella you know you have an appointment with Tanya today. I was wondering if I could come with you." Mother knew when to draw the attention of others to give someone privacy.

"Sure mother. What time is it anyway? The appointment is at 1 this afternoon." This little bit of information made everyone stop in their tracks.

"Bella take that to go. It's 12:15 already." Jane and Charlotte called, causing me to jump.

As Edward wasn't on duty today or for the rest of the week for that matter he chose to drive us all to the hospital, he'd use his staff parking to get us closer to the hospital then I would normally get. Jasper also wanted to come with us but somehow I think that the fathers were not quite finished talking to him.

Tanya was great, as was Alice. I think she freaked Mother out when she was here at the hospital. Since she wasn't able to use a family emergency as a way of getting time off so early in the residency she still had to work. With everything that had happened in the last 24 hours, I completely forgot to tell Mother that she was part of my medical team for peanut and the pregnancy in general.

"I heard you had a little bit of excitement yesterday Bella. Everything fine today?" Tanya asked as the little wood nymph smiled innocently at me. Ha, like I didn't know she would tell Tanya about everything. It was part of her job, and being a good friend I didn't expect her not to tell Tanya.

"Everything is good Tanya. It's a long story. But at least I have one name for Peanut. Whitlock; Char's brother-in-law." I told her and by the looks of things, it was something that Alice didn't tell her.

As Tanya pulled herself together she quickly took out all the bits she would need to use for the checkup.

"Well that's one name down still having trouble picking a name for Peanut?" she asked as she stood up. I shrugged my shoulders in response.

"She still hasn't looked at the picture to see if it's a boy or girl. Char's looked everywhere in the house looking for that picture. I'm surprised she hasn't started holding a reward to find out the sex of Peanut." I laughed as mother informed all the things that Char had done to find that picture; even some I didn't know about.

Like the emptying of all my pockets in my clothes, just to see if I had hidden it in one. As this went on Tanya took all the measurements that were needed, and asked me all the necessary questions that were expected. With nothing out of the ordinary, we left the hospital with Alice promising to come over when her shift was finished.

As we left the hospital Edward got a text from Peter, apparently, all the males were going out for some male bonding time. I think it was more or a question Jasper time but I let it rest with the reassurance of dropping mother and I back to the house Edward left to join the others. I think we got maybe 5 steps into the house before Rose and Jane came around the corner with big Cheshire cat smiles on their faces.

"So Bella, why did Jazz ask me to tell you that he'll pick you up at 7 tonight? Anything you want to tell us about Hmm?" Dang Rose.

She never kept things to herself. I guess that's why she made such a great reporter.

"Did we miss something, Bella why are you as red as a tomato?" Char asked as she and Esme came around the corner to join us. Bugger, bugger, bugger. I was hoping that I could get out of this little inquisition.

"Well, Jasper asked me out to dinner so we could talk," I mumbled as the entire house echoed with squeals.

"Wait; with the god only knows how many hours of talking yesterday wasn't enough? I know it was well after 3 this morning that he came out of your room and crashed on the lounge." Char really needs to learn how to keep things to herself.

"Ladies, her room is that way. Let's go. You, Miss Bella, are going to rock his world." Rose's little instruction left no room for argument, and even if I tried I knew with these ladies that I wasn't going to win. Pregnant makeover anyone?