AN: Okay...hi everyone. First off let me apologize of the obscene amount of time that had passed since i last updated. As if nothing else could go wrong in my life, my ankle is still mucked up and i caught a severe cold the very first day of school! Anyways that is no excuse for the lack of updates and i am very very very sorry! This chapter is...uh...not very well written in my opinion but i needed to give ya'll something :) I know everyone will assume the worst...just keep an open mind my friends...open minds are good. Alright anyways here it is. Enjoy! Much love xoxo

Chapter 45

"The more studying you did for the exam, the less sure you are as to which answer they want"

Bella's POV

It was the day before the Cullen gang and my father would be arriving for Thanksgiving and I was sick as hell. Between the massive migraines and the vomiting I did nothing but sleep. I had just finished my midterm exams and Edward was positive that the stress had gotten to me and resulted my sickness. He got all medical on my ass by explaining that too much stress leads to a weakened immune system and thus the contraction of the stomach flu bug that was floating around campus was completely logical. I believed him…

Edward had been trying to care for me as much as possible but he still had an exam to study for and I felt like I was getting in the way. When I woke in the morning he'd left a note on my pillow telling me to get to the clinic on campus and see what the doctor had to say while he wrote his last exam. Frankly I didn't even feel like getting out of bed but I couldn't continue on like this. I took his advice anyways, threw on some sweatpants and a sweater and got into my car. I prayed that I wouldn't get sick on the way…

I pulled into the clinic parking lot without a problem. I walked slowly into the clinic, my arms clinging around my waist. I just knew I was going to get sick at some point but I tried to keep it from my mind. When I approached the counter the nurse handed me forms to fill out and ordered me to sit down wherever I wanted. Thankfully, there was only another girl in the waiting room and I knew I'd get to see a doctor really soon. The paperwork I had to fill out seemed never ending. They wanted a complete family and medical history and needed the information about my family physician. After filling out the forms I handed them back to the nurse who escorted me to room before slipping my chart into the tray that was attached to the front of the door.

Soon enough I heard a small knock on the door before it swung open. A young female doctor stood in front of me, looking down at my chart and flipping through the pages. She looked up for only a second and smiled at me before pulling up a roll a way stool and coming to sit in front of me.

"I'm Dr. Montgomery" she said quickly while still reading my chart.

"Nice to meet you" I said quietly, my head was pounding and I didn't want to hear any loud noises.

"How'd you manage to pull that off?" she asked without looking up. I had no idea what she was referring to. I looked around the room before studying her face.

"Pardon me?" I asked in an annoyed tone. What was up with this doctor? She wasn't very courteous or pleasant so far.

"How can you have the countries best cardiac physician and founder of this clinic as your family practitioner?" she said while looking up and staring at me. I didn't think that was any of her business but I answer anyways.

"I'm dating his son. Carlisle has been my doctor for awhile now…." I began but she cut me off.

"Yes, that's right. You're dating Edward. I remember see you two at the award ceremony for Dr. Cullen…." she said

"Uh yeah" I hummed while looking at the ceiling. This felt really awkward. I saw her shift in her seat through my peripheral vision and I looked back down at her.

"So what brings you to the Clinic today Miss. Swan?" she asked before getting up and moving to the sink and washing her hands.

"I think I have the stomach flu" I explained

"Well that certainly is floating around" she said with a smile before sitting back down. "When did you first start feeling sick?" she asked.

"About a week and a half ago. The vomiting started about a week ago…"

"Any other symptoms?" she asked while scribbling something down on my chart and.

"Just a headache and being super hungry which is kind of weird seeing as I can't keep anything down". Her head darted up quickly to stare at me once again.

"Bella I don't want you to be alarmed when I ask you this next question okay?" she said quietly before rolling towards me and fixing her eyes on mine. I nodded at her, anxiety building in my stomach. With my luck she was going to tell me I had contracted some life threatening, incurable disease.

"Bella are you sexually active?" she asked without blinking.

"Yeah" I mumbled, not knowing why it mattered at first but then vivid images flashed into my head. About two weeks before mine and Edward's anniversary I had pulled the tiny birth control patch from the skin around my hip. My prescription had run out and needed to be refilled and I reminded myself to call Carlisle as soon as possible. I had forgotten to call Carlisle…I had forgotten to get another patch…

"Oh no, no!" I gasped. I was starting to feel lightheaded, the room spun, I felt my body going limp. The doctor's cold hands then secured themselves on either of my arms and held me still.

"Bella look at me" she said while giving me a slight shake. I emerged from my daze, feeling more sick then ever and focused on her.

"Don't panic" she told me before coming to sit beside me on the examination table, one of her arms still holding me still.

"Don't panic?" I laughed. That was easy enough for her to say, she wasn't in my shoes. I was picturing myself telling Edward we were going to have a baby. Eighteen years old and parents! Even worse the thought of telling my father scared me to death. Actually I'd never live to see another day once I told Charlie…

"We don't know anything for sure yet. Let's not jump to conclusions" she explained while reaching for her chart again, yet still sitting with me. Oddly enough I was beginning to feel comforted by her presence. I gulped and tried to force a smiled in her direction.

"We need to try and figure some stuff out here Bella…"

"O- okay" I stuttered while trying to take deep breathes to calm myself down.

"When did you last use birth control?"

"About two months ago" I responded

"Last period?". I shook my head, frazzled. I didn't even know if I had skipped a period or not.

"And when was the last time you and Edward had sex?" she asked with a pen in her hand ready to write down what I was to reveal to her. I was thankful she wasn't judging me, not taking me for a whore who might have cheated on her boyfriend or someone who slept around.

"Well probably about two weeks ago"

"And before that?" she pushed, probably knowing I wouldn't be showing signs of morning sickness if I was just two weeks in.

"Well, we kind of have sex a lot…" I tried to explain without sounding sleazy. I was half expecting her to laugh at me but she remained very professional.

"Alright" she began while sliding off the table. "We'll have to run some tests Bella…to see if you are indeed pregnant. We'll have to check your hormone levels but I don't want you to worry. Nothing is for sure" she whispered while placing one of her hands on my folded ones.

"I'm really scared Doc" I sighed, tears welling in my eyes.

"I know" she cooed "but I promise you Bella everything will be fine no matter what the tests show. I'll always be around to help…"

"Thank you" I choked out, looking like a blubbering fool. She nodded and told me the nurse would be in to take some blood. She also promised to keep the information private and not relay any information to Carlisle.

Once the blood was taken, I was informed that the results would come back the week after thanksgiving and I'd be receiving a phone call telling me to come back to the clinic.

On the way home, I drove slowly, my tears obstructing my view of the road. I tried to convince myself that everything was fine. I wasn't pregnant and everything would be fine just like the doctor promised. I also decided I wasn't going to tell Edward anything, not until the test results came back. With the whole Cullen family and my father coming in tomorrow this was the last thing I needed. It was going to be an awkward weekend…one weekend I would rather spend alone for once in my life.

When I pulled into the garage of the house I noticed Edward was home. I checked out my face in the rearview mirror. Thankfully it didn't look like I had been crying for the past hour and I stepped out of the car and closed the door quietly. Edward was waiting for me in the laundry room that connected to the garage. He must have heard me pull in.

"What did the doctor say?" he asked while helping me slip my sweater off.

"She's running some tests…" I explained as I turned around to face him.

"What does she think it is?" he asked with huge, worried eyes.

"Stomach flu" I muttered, trying to conceal my lies.

"I figured as much" he sighed before throwing his arm around my shoulder and helping me onto the couch in the family room and placing a blanket over me.

"Sleep sweetheart" he said before kissing my forehead. "I bet you'll feel better in no time" he whispered before jetting out of the room. I prayed he was right….

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Well he certainly was not right. The next day I woke up feeling absolutely dreadful. I had slept very little, my mind raced the entire night from worry. I refused to let it show though and got myself up and ready for the day. Edward had been sleeping in his room for fear of catching what I had. The last thing he needed was to get sick…if he only knew that morning sickness was not contagious…

Today the Cullen's and my father would be arriving. Edward had called them ahead of time and informed that I was "quite ill" and insisted we reschedule thanksgiving but everyone refused. They were adamant about seeing us and neither hell nor high water would stop them.

I slipped out of my room quietly and tip toed past Edward's room, noticing he was still sleeping. If he didn't wake up soon I'd have to wake him myself. Our families would be arriving in less than an hour and I wanted him up to great them. We had offered to pick them all up at the airport but Carlisle had rented vehicles for everyone, including one just for my father, and they'd be driving here once their plane landed.

Toulouse trotted around my feet while I straightened up the bedrooms where everyone would be sleeping. I was so glad that I had made their beds weeks ago because I defiantly didn't have the energy to get the house ready for guests right now. I was already dreading cooking thanksgiving dinner on Monday but I had promised everyone months ago. I was going to need lots of help and I hoped that Edward would be willing to cooperate with me.

Suddenly, Edward was near me, his arms around my waist. I pulled away immediately. Something had triggered inside of me. I didn't want to be close to him, actually I wanted to stay far away.

"Uh hi" I whispered with a slight smile once I noticed Edward's startled expression.

"What's wrong?" he asked, stepping closer to me. I stepped back.

"I'm not feeling well again today and you scared me for a minute there" I explained, at least I wasn't lying.

"I'm sorry Bella…" he said while assessing my body. I knew he was checking to see if I was in pain.

"Yeah it's alright" I shot back before scooting around him and heading for the door. I couldn't understand why I was being so cold to Edward. I hurried down the stairs and into the kitchen. I kept myself busy with tidying up, Edward lingered near me, probably noticing my change in demeanor. I tried to avoid him at all costs, floating from room to room checking everything out but Edward knew something was up. His hands grabbed the top of my shoulders while I was fixing the pillows in the living room. He spun me around to face him.

"You're acting strange…are you sure you're okay?" he asked, worry evident in his facial expressions.

"I'll manage. I'm just frazzled and anxious to see everyone" I said before looking down to the ground

"No Bella that's not it. It's something else, you're acting very different" he pressed

"Everything's fine!" I insisted. Edward was shocked by the tone of my voice I could tell.

"Bella please…" he began but I heard our doorbell ring.

"Trust me Edward. I'm fine. Everything is fine" I explained again before placing a forced kiss on his cheek. I raced to the door, suddenly thankful someone had interrupted our conversation. I threw the door open only to be pulled into a giant bear hug. Emmett.

"Happy thanksgiving!" he shouted before setting me back on the ground. I couldn't help but laugh.

"It's so good to see you Emmett…it's been too long" I giggled before kissing him.

"Well Bella, I know we haven't been able to have our secret rendezvous since you moved out here but maybe when everyone is washing the dishes tonight…"

"Shut up Emmett" Rose spat before pushing him out of the way. I had to laugh, Emmett had the most sick sense of humor. Anyone outside to the Cullen family would think he was a total wack.

"Bella I've missed you!" Rose chirped as she hugged me tight, to the point where I felt myself starting to suffocate a little. I patted her back gently before pushing her away.

"I've missed you too Rose" I smiled back. She moved on to kiss Edward while everyone else said hello to me. Alice was the most excited to see me. She'd brought me flowers and a card telling me to get well. Jasper hugged me gently, before placing a kiss on my forehead. The babies had gotten so big I couldn't believe it. I kissed the girls quickly before handing them over to Esme and Carlisle. My dad was the last to come through the door. I was so relieved to see him.

"Dad" I sighed as I crushed my body into his arms.

"Hey kiddo" he whispered back "Some place you got here…"

"It really is something right?" I laughed, still holding onto him. "I've really missed you dad"

"Not nearly as much as I've missed you honey" he explained, rubbing my back before pulling away.

"You aren't looking very good Bells…"

"Stomach flu, doc says the worst is over…" I lied. I hated doing this.

"Good. I was worried it was something serious…" he said before patting my shoulder and heading over to say hello to Edward.

Serious? Ha. No, not serious…my current situation was much more than serious….