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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. I own my created character Alexander Michael, but I do not own the name itself. (But that name is so cute!!)

Bella's POV

By some luck of the gods, I had managed to get the designated P.E. uniform on, without anyone questioning that faint scar across my stomach. Personally, I don't think they cared. Word had spread like wildfire when people had heard that Edward Cullen had spoken up for me. Edward never did that…so I've been told.

"Miss. Swan, let's go," Our P.E. teacher was a tall woman. Had fair hair, looked like she had been working out most of her life.

"Uhm…I have something to ask," I said quietly, noticing how, finally, the locker room was clear.

"Yes?" She asked, waiting for me to proceed.

"I had a terrible accident when I younger. They had to slice my stomach to deal with the problem. It still pains me from time to time, so if I start to hurt, can I stop immediately?" I asked.

Her face took on a softer feature.

"Of course. I understand how scars go. Mine is much different than yours, but giving birth, I had a C-section. It hurt for at least a year after that." She said, smiling at me.

"Thank you," I said, following her out of the locker room doors.

We were playing volleyball; not my favorite sport, but it was fine. Mike Newton served the ball over the net, Jessica, who was on the other team, hit it back over, and I spiked it back over the net. Our team cheered and I noticed one sour girl on the other team, glaring at me like I had murdered someone.

"Who's that?" I asked Angela Weber, pointing to spiteful girl.

"Lauren. She hates that you are getting Edward's attention." She grinned and I smiled back.

It was Lauren who served the ball next. Right into my stomach.

Edward's POV

I did question my sanity. Sticking up for Isabella Swan, sticking up for anyone for that matter, is something I did not do. I was escaping my last period, gym, for many reasons. One, I could crush anyone I ran into. Two, any ball I hit would likely break a wall…or skull…and three, Isabella Swan was there. I don't think I could take another smack to the face with her scent. Though, I was watching the game, through Mike Newton's eyes. I watched as that Lauren girl served the ball much too fast…right into Isabella Swan's stomach. She fell to the ground; limp. I fought the impulse to run into the building, pick her up, and help her.

"Edward?" Alice asked.

Alice had last hour P.E. Of course she would be with me while we avoided it.

"Isabella Swan was just struck in the stomach with a volleyball. Very hard." I answered.

I watched as she got up shakily, and told everyone she was fine.

"What is wrong with your stomach?" Jessica asked.

"A scar. From bad memories of childhood." She answered, smiling weakly, but doubling over in pain.

"Miss. Swan. You may go get dressed and wait with the nurse if you would like." The P.E. teacher said.

Isabella nodded, and made her way to the locker room door.

A scar? Across her stomach? Now that was interesting.

Bella's POV

Okay, that really hurt. I took off my P.E. shirt as quickly as I could. I was bleeding.

"Shit," I cursed checking my bag.

Thankfully, gauze was in it. Carefully, I wrapped the gauze around my bleeding scar, and tucked it tight. It felt very uncomfortable, but it worked. I slipped back into my regular clothes, and just sat in the locker room. Taking out my purse, I grabbed my wallet. Flipping it open, I looked at all of Alexander's pictures. One month old, two months, three months…all the way to the eleventh month. In just a few days, on the third of November, he would be turning one year old. I wondered if I could trust anybody with this secret. Angela, would no doubt keep it, but under pressure from another person, it might slip out.

"Yeah I know I couldn't believe it," Lauren's voice echoed through the locker room. I hid in one of the bathroom stalls.

"Bella's nice though. I don't think that was right…" Jessica muttered.

"Did you see how she faked it though? She is a total poser!" Lauren hissed.

"I don't think so. She looked like she was in a lot of pain." Jessica said shaking her head.

I watched them wash their hands, fix their ponytails, and stroll out again. I unlocked the stall door, and grabbed my bag of stuff. I went out the other door that led to the locker room, and went to my locker in the hallway. Grabbing any books that I needed, I stuffed them quickly and quietly in my book bag. Closing my locker door softly, I headed down to the office, and sat down in front of Mrs. Cope.

"Hello Bella. How has your day been?" She asked.

"Good. I enjoy the classes I have, but I got hit in the stomach in P.E. I have a very tender scar there due to an accident when I was young. I was told to wait in here until school was over." I said

"Oh of course. Just wait here and rest." She said softly.

She went back to typing on her computer, and I closed my eyes. My thoughts were filled with Alexander, and I jumped when the bell to end school rang. I filed out of the office and out to the parking lot. Jumping in my car, I went as fast I could to the police station. This was going to be a lot harder than I thought.

Charlie's POV

I had taken the liberty to make Alexander an appointment with Dr. Carlisle Cullen. He was the best doctor known out here in our small town of Forks.

"Name, age, and sex please," Carlisle said.

"Alexander Michael Swan, eleven months, male," I said.

"Now, I believe Bella is your daughter that is correct?" He asked.

"Yes, she is."

"Is this her little brother?"

"No."

"Okay, whom is it?"

"It's Bella's son."

"How old is your daughter, Charlie?" He asked.

"Seventeen," I answered automatically.

"When is Alexander to turn one?"

"About three days. Well, today is November First, so it about two days actually. November third is his birthday." I said

"I see. If you and your daughter would like, you may come up here when she gets out of school. I always have time for friends and family of friends." Carlisle said, a smile in his voice.

"Thank you, Carlisle. I will tell her."

"Goodbye, Charlie."

"Goodbye, Carlisle."

I hung up the phone just as I heard a car pull up in front of the police station.

"Hey Dad," Bella said coming inside.

"Bells, would you like to take Alexander to see Dr. Carlisle Cullen?" I asked.

"Is he sick?" She asked, rushing over and looking over his sleeping form.

"No, no. I just thought you know if you wanted to enter him into the patient list here, Carlisle would be happy to see him today." I said, shrugging a bit.

"Thank you, Dad. Would you like me to follow you to the hospital?" She asked.

"Of course." I said getting up.

"Remember though. Mark and his wife." She said.

"Yeah yeah, I remember," I grumbled.

She laughed, and picked up Alexander's carrier. We headed out the door, into our cars, and I led the way to the hospital.

Bella's POV

Waiting rooms made me feel uneasy. The look, the smell, it was all the same at every damn hospital. Alexander was asleep in the carrier next to me, sucking away on his binky like there was nothing wrong. Charlie was on the other side of Alexander, watching him sleep like it was the greatest thing ever.

"Bella and Alexander? Dr. Cullen will see you now." A lady called.

I stood up, and grabbed Alexander's carrier.

"Stay here," I said to my dad.

I walked through the door the woman had gestured to, and she pointed to room number one. I headed inside, and sat down on a chair against the wall. I set Alexander's carrier on the floor, and picked him up. I felt more at ease with him in my arms. Someone entered the room then. Someone pale with golden eyes. I thought I had seen him before, but then I remember his son. The one that had stood up for me today in Biology class.

"Hello. I am Carlisle Cullen. You must be Isabella Swan." He said sticking out his hand.

I shook it without flinching. His hand was very cold, but I didn't mind.

"I prefer Bella," I said smiling at him.

"I see. And this must be Alexander Michael Swan. Is that correct?"

"It is."

"He looks so much like you," He noted.

"Thank you," I said nodding my head.

"Now, are you married?"

"No."

"Were you ever?"

"No."

"Dumb mistake?"

"Dumb at the time, but now…not so much." I said softly.

He smiled at me.

"A boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"Still?"

"No."

"Why?" He asked.

"His name was Kurt Steele, and he was in Phoenix with me. We attended the same high school, the same classes, etc. Anyway, he was my boyfriend, and we made a mistake. He knew I was pregnant and he was so happy. He didn't care that we were only fifteen. The next day, he was killed in a car crash." I explained.

"I see. So Kurt has no features in your son?" He asked.

"None that I can tell." I answered.

"I am sorry for your loss. Please, continue on." Carlisle said.

"When he was killed I was so distraught…how could I go on without him? We had planned to keep our little bundle when he was born. The next person to find out was my mom. When I started to show, she took my out of my school and tutored me. I turned sixteen about a month before Alexander was born. Then, when he was born, I could not give him up. I spent the next eleven months with my mom while she watched over me and Alexander. That is when I came out here." I said.

"Do you have a babysitter for when you are at school?" He asked.

"My dad watches him at the station, and if he needs me, I have my beeper."

"My wife and I would love to take care of him if you wanted us too. Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper, my oldest children, will be home most of the time studying for finals. They will be graduating early. Rosalie loves children, and she could take care of him with us." He offered.

"Charlie's deputy, Mark, already said his wife wouldn't mind…but I would feel safer if you were watching him instead. I mean, you are a doctor." I said.

He laughed.

"Oh, could you give me some pain medicine? If you have any?" I asked.

"Why?" Carlisle asked.

"Well, Alexander was born via C-section, and this spiteful girl hit the ball right into my stomach during P.E. today." I answered.

"Of course," He said heading out of the room.

I looked down at Alexander, and he opened his eyes.

"Hello Alexander," I whispered softly.

He reached up and grabbed my nose. I laughed and took his hand off my nose.

"Here you are," Carlisle said handing me the bottle.

I put it in my jacket pocket, and smiled at him.

"Meet Alexander, Dr. Cullen," I whispered, turning Alexander so he could see the doctor.

"Hello Alexander," He said softly.

Alexander just stared at him, sucking on his binky absentmindedly.

"He likes you," I said happily.

"May I hold him?" He asked.

"Well, you are the doctor," I said, handing Alexander to him.

I noticed his face had turned soft.

"He looks a lot like you, Isabella," He murmured softly.

I nodded my head.

"When would you like to talk to me and my wife about him?" He asked.

"We could do it today, after I told Mark I didn't need him anymore," I said.

"Okay. I leave here around seven. I will see you at the front doors at seven then?" He asked.

I nodded, and pulled up Alexander's carrier. Dr. Cullen carefully placed him in it. He yawned, his lips a perfect circle, before closing his eyes and falling asleep again.

"Thank you, Dr. Cullen," I said shaking his hand.

"It is no problem at all, Bella. Please, call me Carlisle, and I will see you at seven." He said, escorting me back into the waiting room.

Charlie stood up when we had entered the waiting room.

"Well?" He asked.

"Could you call Mark and tell him not to worry about his wife babysitting Alexander? Carlisle said that his wife and daughter would be happy to do it, and I would feel more better knowing that he would be near to take care of Alexander." I said.

"Of course," Charlie said, pulling out his cell phone and typing in a number.

I turned to my doctor.

"Seven. Right in front of the doors. What color is your car?" He asked.

"It's a purple '99 Mitsubishi Eclipse gsx," I said.

"A classic. I like the Eclipse. How does it run?" He asked, interested.

"Smoothly. Though, I wouldn't drive it at night unless I had too. I'm a little accident prone, and I would of course have Alexander with me. I wouldn't want to hurt him in any way." I said.

"My apologies. Sorry to get off topic there, but the Cullens' love fast cars." He said grinning widely.

I laughed, and smiled.

"Ready to go, Bella?" Charlie asked.

I nodded, and Charlie took Alexander's carrier from me.

"It has been wonderful, Carlisle. Thank you for everything." I said.

"Seven," He reminded me.

"Got it. Come on, Dad. I have homework to do." I said.

We all laughed, and Charlie and I exited the hospital.

"So Esme would be happy to look after Alexander then?" Charlie asked.

Esme must Dr. Cullen's wife.

I nodded.

"Yes, Carlisle said she would be glad too." I said.

We went to our separate cars, and drove home. While Alexander lay sleeping peacefully in his carrier, my mind was spinning. How would I greet them? How would I be able to face Edward and his siblings, knowing full well that they went to our school? What if someone saw me there with Alexander? Would I have to move again?

Looking back at Alexander, I did decide one thing. I wasn't going to move again. Alexander was my bundle of joy, and I should be proud that I have him.

Me: Woah. Like, longest chapter ever. I think I am getting better at this…maybe.

Esme: You are getting better!

Me: Thank you!

Carlisle: I agree!

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