I waited in Edward's room while Alice called him. She had the phone to her ear for about two seconds before he answered on the other side.
Alice talked to quick for me to understand. She hung up and turned to me. "He'll be here in five minutes. Do you want me to wait with you?"
"No. That's ok."
She walked towards the door. Then she stopped and put a hand on the door frame. She turned around to face me again. "Bella. You should really tell him who the father is."
"But Alice he is-" she was gone.
"Bella?" Edward poked his head around the door. "Can I come in now?" he was calm now. He pulled the rest of his body around into view. He leaned against the door frame.
The lump in my throat grew bigger. I nodded my head.
He slowly walked into the room and sat down next to me on the couch.
"So what did I do?"
"What?"
"You're mad at me right? So what did I do?"
"No no Edward I'm not mad at you." I looked at my hands as I spoke. I knew what the next question was.
"So then what's wrong? What did I do to make you not want to be near me?" He tried to hide the hurt in his voice.
I leaned my head against his shoulder. "Nothing. It's not you."
He wrapped his cold arm around my shoulers and rubbed my arm. "Then what's wrong?"
I thought about how simple things had been two years ago. We were happy, we didn't have many worries. Well except not letting anyone know the whole vampire thing. Sure there had been James, but that didn't really affect our relationship. If anything it had made it stronger.
I wondered if this would be like the James thing. If it would make our relationship stronger or weaker. Should I tell him? How will her react?
If I didn't tell him I would feel horrible. And he'd probably just find out later.
"Edward." I tried to swallow the lump in my throat and stop the tears that were falling over my cheeks.
He lifted my chin up with his forefinger and wiped away a tear with his thumb. "Bella, love. You can tell me anything."
"Anything?" My voice was hoarse again.
"Yes." He kept eyes contact as he kissed the stream running down my face.
I embraced his touch and thought about how much I love him. "Edward" I said again.
He looked up at me and stoked my cheek with his thumb. My face must have changed because then he pulled me into a hug on top of his lap.
"Edward." I took a deep breath. "I'm...I'm pregnant."
He froze. He didn't even breathe. "You're... pregnant?"
"Yah."
"And is this a good thing?"
"I don't know."
He let go of the hug then. He leaned against the arm of the couch and craddled me in his lap. He stroked my hair. We sat there in silence for a while. I wasn't sure how long it had been. I didn't really care either. I could've sat there with my angle forever. And I was planning to.
"When?"
"I don't know. All I know is that I'm pregnant."
He was quiet again then he took a deep breath. "Who?"
"What do you mean who?"
"Who's the father?"
I sighed so he didn't believe me either and I didn't even have to tell him. "You."
"Bella." He buried his gorgeous face in my hair. "You know I can't have a baby."
"You're the father."
He sighed and his body shook. "Bella please just tell me who the father is." if he could've cried he probably would be right now.
"I told you. You are the father."
"Bella. Please just tell me who it is." He pulled his face out of my hair and went to my neck. I could feel him inhaling me.
"I alreay did." I started crying again. "Why won't you believe me?"
He took his face away from my neck and looked down at me. "How do you expect me to believe you when it's impossible?"
"Because you're supposed to love me." I climbed out of his lap and scooted to the other side of the couch. "Why won't you believe me?"
"Because I'm supposed to love you?! Bella you are my life. How could you think that I don't love you?!" He was hurt and his voice was rising and shaking. "Do you even know what you're saying to me?!"
"Edward. Why won't you believe me?" I looked away from him.
"Why would you say that you don't love me?!?!? Bella do you know how much that hurts me?"
"I'm sorry." I scooted back over to him. I picked up his hand and intertwined our fingers. "But why won't you believe me? I swear you are the only one that I've had sex with."
He sighed and kissed the top of my head. "Bella I'll let you keep it a secret for now, but I want to know who it is eventually."
"But you are-"
"Fine. I'm the father for now. But you will tell me eventually."
I stopped playing with his fingers. His comment sent knifes into my gut, why did no one believe me? A frustrated sigh came from him.
"Bella you'll be the death of me."
"I know."
He chuckled weakly, trying to lighten the mood. "Let's go see Carlisle."
Edward carried me down the stairs. "Carlisle she's ready."
When we got into the living room I gasped. The couches had been moved up against the wall and in the middle of the room was an ultrasound machine next to the kitchen table. There was a small flat screen on top of a stand next to the table.
"Carlise. You didn't have to." I choked back the tears of gratetude. He had brought the machine to the house so I wouldn't have to be seen in the hospital getting an ultrasound. And in a town as small as Forks, rumors were bound to spread.
Carlisle smiled and said. "Are you ready Bella?"
I looked up at my angle who still had me in his stone arms. He nodded his head. I nodded mine too.
Edward carried me over to the kitchen table. He set me down on it carefully. He kissed my head and then he was gone. He was back in less than a second, he was holding a pillow. He set it down on the table and lowered me on it. When I was laying down he bent down and kissed me. As usual the kiss ended way too soon, with him breaking it.
Edward pushed my shirt up, respectfully, but I still shivered as I felt his cold fingers along my stomach. He smiled and stopped pulling my shirt up when he reached the bottom of my ribs, right below my bra.
"Ok Bella, it'll be a little cold." Carlise interrupted our moment. I could feel the gooey gel on my stomach. I grinned. It wasn't nearly as cold as Edward's fingers. I looked back at Edward and he was now sitting in a kitchen chair next to me. I reached my hand out to him. He took it with a nervous smile and played with my fingers.
I the click of a button and the screen on the side of the bed flicked on. At first there was nothing but black, but then there was gray, fuzzy stuff. Carlisle moved the camera around a little and then stopped. He pushed a button on the screen and the screen froze.
"Bella that's the sac. See?" He pointed it out to me with his long index finger.
"Yah." I looked at Edward he was staring at the screen. Then he turned to me and kissed my fingers.
"Congratulations Bella." he whispered thru my fingers.
"What do you mean congratulations Bella? You're part of this congratulations." I reminded him.
He just smiled at me then looked back at the screen.
Carlise had a rag and was rubbing the goo off my stomach. Edward put his hand on Carlisle's gently. Then he whispered something to Carlisle. He nodded and dissapeared. Edward started to wipe the rest of the goo off. I looked up at him. He was looking at my stomach and wouldn't meet my eyes. I sighed and he looked up at me through his beautiful, long lashes.
"Yes sweet?" he asked me innocently.
"What's wrong?" I got right to the point.
"Nothing." He said almost before I could even finished my question. Fine if he wanted to be like that he could. I didn't really want to talk about that again today.
"Ok."
He got the rest of the goo off with the rag then he traced circles on my stomach. I shivered and felt a tinkle run down leg. He was staring at my stomach thoughtfully. Then, in a movement too fast for me to see, he had his ear to my stomach.
"Edw-" he held up his index finger but didn't move. Edward closed his eyes and didn't breathe.
He looked up at me. "Breathe Bella." he reminded me. "I'm just trying to see if I can hear it's heart yet."
I inhaled. He smiled and put his ear back to my stomach. I tried to breathe quietly. We sat there like that for what seemed like hours until Edward slowly pulled his ear away from my stomach. He still had his eyes closed.
"Can you hear it?" I asked in a whisper. His eyes snapped open and he smiled at my whisper.
"No. Not yet." He pulled my shirt down and held out a hand to help me sit up. I took it and didn't even have to pull to sit up.
"Is that a good thing?" It seemed like people had been asking that alot today. He tried to disguise his moment of thought.
"Yes. Well it's just too early for me to hear it yet." while he was talking my favorite crooked grin was creeping up on him. He tried to hide it, but not before I saw it.
"That means it's yours." I didn't ask it.
His let the smile take over his lips. "Yes. I think so."
I only have a little bit of a clue as to who the father is right now. We'll see when we get there.
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