AN: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out, I have a lot going on at the moment and rest was much needed! A reviewer asked that I specify what pov I am writing when I change it; I would like to inform all my readers that this story is in third person. Meaning that I will not use personal pronouns (ie: I, me etc.) unless it is in a quote. Please review, they get the creative juices flowing! Thanks for reading!

Chapter 6:

Surprise, surprise. Men are idiots.

Bella could only gape at Paul as he downed his fifth plate of pancakes. At this rate she was going to have to go to the store this afternoon so she had food for Charlie for dinner that evening. Paul looked up at her as he was wolfing down his pancakes and grinned at her.

"I missed you cooking Bella."

Cursing pregnancy hormones Bella turned to look out the kitchen sink so Paul wouldn't see her eyes well up, and asked him the question that had been on her mind since she woke up.

"Why are you here Paul?"

Bella missed the look of sadness that crossed his face as he struggled to explain.

"You know the legends are true Bella. I am a protector of the tribe. I am a werewolf. That's the only reason I pushed you away in the first place, I was dangerous and I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if I hurt you."

Bella's knuckles were white she was gripping the counter so hard. Thoughts were running through her head and she struggled to find one she could voice. She couldn't believe he was making this about him, how he would feel.

"You didn't stop to think how I would feel if you just up and left me, without an explanation, or reason? How I would feel after you broke my heart and didn't even have the balls to look me in the eyes as you did it? I don't think you realize Paul, that you are no longer a necessity in my life, and that I can leave just as rapidly as you did."

Paul looked horrified at the thought of Bella and their child leaving. He stood up so fast the chair he was in knocked to the ground.

"You can't leave Bella, I finally have you. You can't leave."

Bella's heart softened at the broken look on his face, but her attitude didn't. She wanted him to hurt a fraction of what he put her through. She was about to retort when he said, with a note of desperation in his voice, "It isn't supposed to happen this way, why can't she feel it?"

His rambles continued and he looked as if he had no idea she was still in the room. Just as she opened her mouth to ask him what in the hell he was talking about Charlie burst into the kitchen.

"What's happening in here? I heard a loud noise."

The glare her father was sending to Paul made Bella feel better, it was good to know some people would always be there for you.

"Nothing Dad," Bella said in a short tone, "Paul was just leaving."

Paul looked at her, his eyes screaming that he would be back, before he walked out her back door. Bella sank into her chair as Charlie moved to stand behind her and rub her shoulders.

"New Dads can be stupid sweetheart. He's terrified, I promise you."

With that little piece of advice Charlie patted her back and made his way back upstairs. Bella looked down at her stomach lovingly and was shocked to see how big she'd gotten since she returned to Forks. She sighed and thought she needed to make a doctor's appointment. She grabbed Charlie's yellow pages out of the junk drawer and called Forks hospital.

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There must not be many pregnant women in Forks this year Bella thought as she pulled into the hospital's parking lot. The receptionist that answered her call had sounded a little desperate when she said Bella could come in around noon that day.

As Bella waited to be called back she was filling out the paper-work. The evil little single box was staring her in the face, daring her to check it. She sighed and did so as the nurse walked out and called her back.

She sat down in the chair cringing at the crinkling noise the paper made; she never was good with hospitals. She straightened up as the doctor walked in.

"Miss Swan?" Bella rolled her eyes at that. The waiting room was empty, who else would it be?

"Yes doctor and I would like to tell you now that there were some complications found regarding my baby's chromosomes, and that a specialist is looking into it, and it is nothing for you to worry about.

The doctor visibly relaxed when she said that.

"Very well Miss Swan, I am Dr. Mason and I am the OB/GYN here at Forks. I understand you are here today for an ultrasound?"

"Yes, I was hoping for one."

Bella was so excited that she would finally get to see her baby; she was having a hard time staying in the seat.

"Okay then. Lean back into the chair and roll up your shirt, the gel I put on your stomach will be a little cold."

Bella hissed as he rubbed the gel around with his wand, and then gasped as she saw the grainy picture come to life on the screen.

"Ah, it seems there is a reason you look farther along than you are. I see two fetuses. Let me see if I can tell you the genders."

Bella was crying she was so happy. Those were her baby's on the screen.

"Here's your little boy… and here, is you little girl."

One of each. She was having a little boy, and a little girl. Bella could barely nod and say thank you to the doctor as he wiped the gel off her stomach and told her she could pick up her pictures and make her next appointment at the front desk.

Bella picked up her pictures, beaming as she walked out. She couldn't wait to get home and tell her dad she was having twins.

As she pulled into her driveway she noted that Charlie's car was gone and figured he had gone down to Billy's for lunch. She walked up her stairs thinking she would have a nice hot shower before she cooked herself a snack.

Her shower was going to have to wait. On her window she found a sticky note.

Bonfire tonight. Come. Please.

Paul

(Another) AN: If anyone can guess my Dr. Mason reference correctly (NOT for Edward) then I will PM you a sneak peek from the next chapter. HINT: think 70 bands. Good Luck.