"Jake?" I asked, not sure whether I was dreaming or not. I didn't seem to be, for he smiled and asked, "A little help Bells?" I got off the bed, and helped him open the stubborn window, opening it as far as possible, then moving out of the way for him to climb through. Once he was in, and the window was closed, he pulled me against him, and hugged me tightly, kissing me as well. I kissed him back, ecstatic that he was here.

"What are you doing here Jake?" I asked once he let me talk.

"I need to know what's up with you Bells. You look so pale nowadays. Tell me." He urged, desperation clear in his voice. I took a deep breath, but the words couldn't come out, stuck at my throat.

"I……" I began, unable to finish. I couldn't force it out, as hard as I tired.

"Go on." He urged, stroking my face. I tried once again, but still failed.

"Can you show me?" he asked. I nodded, and stepped back so he could see clearer.

"This might come as a bit of a shock though." I warned.

'Bella, I need to know what's going on. I'll be able to handle it, whatever it is." He assured. I took a deep breath, stood so that I was sideways, for him to have a clearer view of my torso, and pulled up my shirt so that my torso was exposed.

"Do you get it?" I asked, hoping he did. He shook his head slowly, a confused expression painted on his face. I sighed, reached out, and put his hand to the baby, waiting for it to nudge. I looked at Jacob, and it did so. Hmm, my heart beat quickened when I looked at him. Jacob felt the baby nudge his hand, and a shocked expression replaced the confused one.

"Bella…Are you…….Pregnant?" he asked quietly. I nodded, waiting for his reaction, wanting to read his expression.

"Whose?" he asked uncertainly. I groaned. Who else?

"Yours. Duh!" I said, shaking my head.

"But, we…only…what?" he asked, half talking to himself.

"It's all going so fast I know." I said, biting my lip. The baby nudged his hand again, as if to back that up.

"Do you want to keep the baby?" he asked, anxious and curious.

"I don't know. You're like, only sixteen Jake and-" I began, cut off by Jacob.

"Yes or no Bella."

"Kinda yes. But you're so young Jake!" I replied, murmuring the first part.

"Bella. The only thing that matters to me is you. I don't care about anything else." He replied, sounding so sure of himself. I bit my lip, and looked at the ground. Jacob took my face and gently pushed it up to face him.

"You want this baby Bella, we can keep it. It's not a federal crime." He said, pulling me towards him, comforting me. Tears started welling up behind my eyelids, and overflowed, but Jake wiped them off.

"You're going to be a great mother Bella." He told me, smiling slightly. I smiled half-heartedly back at him. Suddenly, there was a sharp and stabbing pain in my stomach, and everything turned black.

"Bella!" said Jacob, shaking me slightly. My eyes fluttered open and I tried to sit up, Jacob helping me.

"Are you okay?" he asked, clearly anxious. I nodded, still slightly disoriented. He gently pulled me against him, and kissed my forehead. I bit my lip, worried about the child, and wondering why the pain in my stomach had been so sharp and stabbing. Another tear trickled down my cheek, and I tried to stop them, but failed. Jacob pulled me tight against him for the briefest fraction of a second, then let go, probably acknowledging the fact that he was holding my torso too tight against him.

"Sorry." He said, letting go of me, and wiping the tears off my cheek.

"It's fine" I replied.

"How long have you been pregnant?" he asked, his tone wondering.

"A few days," I replied, sniffing. "It's all going too fast."

He nodded, then his fingers traced along my hand, and he held it tightly.

"Are you going to tell Charlie?" he asked. I shook my head.

"He'd probably have a seizure if he knew."

"True. He's going to have to know though."

"Yeah." I replied, putting my hand on my stomach, thinking about the baby.

We were both quiet for a while, and Jacob held me close against him again.

"Do you think it's a boy or a girl?" he asked me, entwining my hand closer to his.

"Which would you like?" I asked back.

"I don't mind," He replied, smiling. "It's the child of the most wonderful girl on this planet so either way I wouldn't mind."

I blushed slightly at his compliment, then rested my head on his shoulder and felt his lips press to my hair.

"Are you sure Jake?" I asked.

"100% Bells"

"Really? Because, you're so young-"

He cut me off, "I know what I want in life. I'd give everything up to be with you."

"That's stupid."

He pulled me back so that I could look into his eyes. "Bella, do you have any idea how much I love you? How much I need you; how much you matter to me?" he asked.

I frowned in anguish, couldn't he see that he considered me to be something I wasn't? He misinterpreted my anguish as confusion, sighed and repeated again those 3 words that meant so much to the both of us.

"I love you Bella. So much." He sighed, and clutched me closer again. Then, headlights flashed into my window, illuminating the room.

"Shit, Charlie's back." I said, as cold sweat ran down my neck. He couldn't see Jacob here.

"Bella, do you have your phone?" he asked me hurriedly. I nodded.

"You want this child right?"

I nodded again.

"And you don't want Charlie to know right?"

"If he knew he would get rid of it." I replied, and turned stiff with fear as I heard Charlie unlock the front door.

"Then wait for my message and do as I say." He replied, and with that, he leaped out of my window, and disappeared into the darkness. Then, Charlie knocked on my door.

"Bells?" he asked.

"Yeah?" I replied, struggling to keep my voice steady. He came in my room, and sat on the bed next to me.

"What was that noise just now?"

"What noise?" I lied.

"That thumping noise."

"Oh, that. I dropped my book on the floor." I lied smoothly. Who would have thought that I, Bella Swan could actually lie now?

"Oh. Okay, well, goodnight Bells." He said as he went out of my room. I breathed out as soon as he went out, and collapsed on my bed. Then my phone rang, I had a new text from Jacob.

'Do exactly as I say. Tomorrow, go to the nurse and say you're not feeling well at 10:00 sharp. Wait for me outside the school gate, and don't let them call Charlie. Bring your things that you want to keep as well.'

I read the text in confusion, but packed my things into a hand carry bag that fitted in my school bag. I wasn't sure what Jacob was planning, but I sure hoped it worked.

"Mr Varner?" I asked, putting my hand up. He stopped writing on the blackboard and turned around.

"Yes Ms Swan?" he asked.

"I'm not feeling too well, may I go see the nurse?" I asked, trying my best to fake a weak voice.

"And you certainly don't look fine Ms Swan. Run along to the nurse then." He said, and with that, I went to the nurse.

"Not feeling well chicky?" she asked me.

"Not really. May I go home please, I can't concentrate in class."

"Well, let's just see what's the matter with you and-"

"It's fine, I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said that I had a slight fever, and said that I had to stay at home."

"Well why didn't you?" she asked.

"Today we had a Science test! It counted for a third of our grades!" I said, faking a desperate tone.

"Well, go on home then chicky." She said, and smiled.

"Thank you miss." I replied, and went back to class to gather my things and tell Mr Varner that I was to go home. He bid me to get well soon, and then I went out of the class, and as I left the school premises, I saw Jacob with his car outside.

"Hey!" I said, waving.

"Do you want to take your truck?" he asked me.

"Preferably."

"Okay, then follow me wherever I go okay?" he asked, and I nodded and got into the car.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see." He said, and shut the car door. He started his engine, and drove off, me following behind him. We drove for a while, Jacob sometimes driving faster, but then slowing down, remembering my truck's limits. We drove off further away from Forks, until Jacob stopped outside an unfamiliar place, and I gasped.