Esme's Point Of View

"ESME!!!!" Edwards voice carried out into the gardens where I sat, enjoying the fresh air. I looked up to find Edward standing in front of me, his eyes joyous. This sent a wave of thankfulness through me. I was 90 percent sure the news surrounded Bella: my son's savior. Sure enough I looked to Edward's side and gazed on as Bella climbed off his back, smiling shyly at me. I smiled at her, turning back to look at Edward, watching his excitement mount.

"BELLA'S PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ESME, WERE GOING TO HAVE A BABY!!!!!!!" Edward boomed, forgetting him self in the excitement of it all. Bella fell over at the sound. I watched in a daze as Edward helped Bella back off, looking worried. Bella just giggled. A baby. What I had always wanted. A wave of jealousy rolled over me. I was so happy for them, but I would never have a child and it hurt to be reminded. I tried to smile but failed miserably. Edward looked at me, confused.

"Esme?" Bella voice floated into my revere. I felt horrible.

"I'm sorry Bella. Congratulations!" I murmured, trying to speak with cheer. It sounded false to my own ears.

"Esme, we can share it. The baby, I mean." I looked at her my, eyes shining. I could only smile. She so wonderful. She had changed my family. And now she was trying to offer me a chance at motherhood again. But that was something I could never have. I leaned in to hug her.

"Thank you." I said, my voice wobbling. "But this is your child. You can't share the bond.' I smiled again. She hugged me back.

"You're the god mother Esme. "She whispered. I looked at her.

"Thank you." I murmured. It was as close to having a baby. To watching one grow, as I could get. And Bella was giving me that chance.

"What haven't you done for our family, Bella?" I asked, chuckling sadly. I wrapped my arms around her and pecked her on the cheek. Who would have guessed a family of vampires would be so drastically changed by a human.

BPOV

I looked down at my body, checking the growing bulge on my belly. Crap. It was twice as big as yesterday.

"UGH!" I muttered, rubbing my hands across the protrusion, as if trying to make it less visible. Edward came up from behind me, his arms wrapping around my inflated midsection.

"You're going to have to tell him eventually. It's been three months since you found out you were pregnant and even longer since I proposed to you.' He murmured, kissing along my chin. I groaned. Charlie. I had dreaded telling him anything like this since I was six; that was the year that Charlie decided I was old enough to know why he and Renee lived separately. I could still here the pain in his voice as he explained what happened; the longing as he described what used to be. He was so sure that if they had waited to marry they would still be together.

"Okay, so I'll have to tell him we are getting married, but he would have a heart attack if I told him I was pregnant!" I muttered. Edward eyed my stomach speculatively.

"Okay… I have an idea…" he walked over to my dresser and pulled a shirt out of the top drawer. It was about four sizes too big. He handed it to me, telling me to put it on. I have to admit, I couldn't even se the growth in my front while wearing it.

"Good.' Edward approved, smiling. "Now go down stairs and tell Charlie that we're getting married, and that you're moving to my place." I sighed again and the stumbled down the steps to where Charlie sat in the kitchen, eating eggs.

"Um, Dad?" I began, ready to get this over with. He looked up and nodded to show that I had his attention.

"I'm getting married." I stated, going to get the cereal box. Three…two…one

"WHAT?" Charlie screamed, standing up; his eyes murderous. I tried to keep my calm demeanor.

"Edward asked me to marry him; I said yes. He's coming over latter to help me pack." I stated, leaving no room for argument. Like that stopped Charlie.

"PACK?" he bellowed, and I'm pretty sure he got the picture. I decided to spell it out for him any way.

"Yes. I'm moving in with the Cullens." I took Charlie a couple of seconds to calm himself down enough to respond.

"THE HELL YOU ARE!" Charlie was beyond reason. He looked ready to strangle me. I sighed again.

"Char- Dad, I'm eighteen." I reminded him, my voice showing I had made up my mind.

"EXACTLY BELLA!!!! YOU'RE ONLY EIGHTEEN!!" then Charlie sunk back intro his chair. I felt horrible. But it was this or tell Charlie I was pregnant. I shuddered at the thought.

"Bells, please!" I cringed at the sadness in his voice. Don't back down.

"Sorry dad, I've made up my mind." I looked up into Charlie's eyes. They pleaded with me. I shook my head, hating my self all they while. Then he sighed, all traces of anger gone.

"I guess I knew something like this was going to happen." I nodded, trying not to smile. "What time is Edward coming?" I had no clue. I chose a random time.

"Five." I stated with false authority.

"I'll be back by four." Charlie grumbled, getting up to leave for work. I listened closely, waiting for the door to close. I felt Edwards hand on my back.

"Could have been worse." He whispered into my ear, pulling me towards the stairs.

Edward's Point Of View

(Four months after move from Charlie's)

Bella murmured my name in her sleep. I smiled, watching as she twisted in slumber. My fingers wandered over her swollen stomach. My child. God must be smiling on vampires these days. Three miracles, three years; all of which I thought were impossible. As I watched Bella's eyes began to open, revealing her beautiful brow irises. She grinned up at me, her hand reaching to wrap around my chilly neck; pulling me in to kiss her. I pulled her up to kneel on the couch, never breaking our kiss. I ran my hand over her stomach, feeling the beat of two separate hearts vibrating through my fingers. Suddenly, Bella gasped. I looked at her questioningly.

"Cold?" I asked, moving my hands from her abdomen. She shook her head clutching her distended belly.

"Edward!" her voice came out ragged, forced. Fear began to fill me. Bella reached out to grab my hand.

"Carlisle!" I shouted, begging god that he'd come soon.

"What's wron…Bella?" Carlisle was immediately at Bella's side, his trained fingers flowing across her. Then he looked up at me, his eyes filled with urgency.

"We have to get her to the Hospital…now."

Bella's Point Of View

I couldn't move, speak, breath. I could only feel pain. Endless pain. Edward stood over me, his golden eyes filled with fear. Oh god, Edward, make it stop!

"Carlisle, is she going to be okay?" Edward's voice pierced into my blanket of agony.

"She's early," Was all Carlisle said, sticking me into the back of Edward Volvo. Edwards face flashed in front of my eyes. It looked scared.

"Bella?" I wanted to tell him not to worry. But I couldn't; the pain was dragging me under, its tendrils pulling at my conscious state. It would have been a lie anyway. I knew I was going to die.

Chapter 10! I tried to make it long to make it up to readers! Don't ask me any questions about chapter 11, I wont answer then! Sorry! Please, read and review! Don't give up on me yet! Remember, tips always welcome: Ideas worshiped.

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