Must I really write a disclaimer? The only thing I have in common with the wonderful Stephanie Meyer is a love and fascination with vampires. That's it; nothing more, nothing less. I own nothing but plots, and eventually my own characters. I assumed you knew, but I felt that it had a need to be said.

Chapter 3

In the next few weeks, nights were sleepless, followed by rough mornings. Carlisle told me that it was perfectly normal to be so sick. Apparently genetics had a lot to do with this. I vividly remember Renee complaining about the morning sickness she put up with, just to bring me into this world. I just thanking God that it was summertime, and that I didn't have to run out of my classes to throw up, although, I would be big as a house during the fall when college classes started up. College was still Plan B. I wanted desperately to be changed, to really be part of this family. But the pregnancy would extend the graduation deadline another 9 months. I tried to ignore Edward's pleasure in all of this.

"How big will I get?" I whined to Carlisle one afternoon. We were all sitting in the large living room. Most of them were reading, and a DVD played on the giant TV screen. I was preoccupied with poking at my stomach. It definitely had a certain roundness to it, although everyone claimed it was still flat.

"Genetics, dear," He replied, without even looking up from his book.

"Oh." I went back to rubbing and poking. I heard Edward chuckle. He was certainly happy that I was beginning to enjoy being pregnant. And I was enjoying it, up until I had to throw up, or couldn't sleep. I was sure that more, not so pleasant symptoms would arise. But right now I was content.

"I want to go somewhere." I perked up, with sudden energy.

"Where to, love?" He would've gone anywhere, I could tell.

"I don't know. I'm hungry. And I kind of want to go…shopping." I murmured the last word. I knew they would never, ever let me live it down, if I admitted the fact that I had a huge craving to go shopping. I was looking through a magazine earlier that morning, and I suddenly wanted to decorate a nursery. I think I was beginning to nest.

"What was that?" Alice piped up from her place on Jasper's lap.

"Nothing," I corrected, as I looked back to Edward. I wanted to go with him. I loved Alice to death. She was my best friend. But I wanted Edward to be there with me when I picked out a bedroom set for the baby.

"Go on, love. You'll just be stuck in the house, bored." He urged.

"But I wanted you to go with me." I pouted. He was quiet for a minute or two.

"Fine, I'll go." He gave in.

"Jasper, you can go too." Alice ordered. He smiled and nodded. "Oh this will be so much fun!" She clapped her little pixie hands together in excitement.

"You guys want to go?" Edward looked Carlisle and Esme, who were curled up together on a couch opposite to ours.

"I think we need to stay behind and hunt. But you guys go, and have fun." Esme answered for the both of them.

"Okay. Rose, Em?" Edward offered.

"I don't think so." Rosalie got off the couch, and walked into the kitchen.

"Have fun, man." Emmett got up to follow, and patted Edward on the shoulder. "She'll come around, Bellsy." Emmett's nicknames for me never ceased to make me smile.

"Well, come on. We better get going." Alice informed us.

The car ride to Seattle wasn't that long, at least not with Edward driving. He kept one hand on the steering wheel, and the other tangled in my comparatively pudgy fingers. Alice and Jasper sat in the back, whispering to each other. We arrived to the mall in Seattle in record time.

"Where should we begin?" Edward turned to face Alice, who knew every store by name and location.

"Well…how about Mud Puddles first," Alice suggested a cute little baby boutique that specialized in raingear.

We stepped onto the escalator, and a queasy feeling hit me like a ton of bricks. It must have been the jolting of the escalator and the greasy concoctions in the Food Court. Jasper apparently noticed first.

He grabbed my hand, and it calmed me down. This morning sickness seemed as if it would never go away. I clapped my other hand over my mouth, and muttered a pardon as I sprinted off the escalator and into the nearest ladies room.

"I'll go after her." I heard Alice tell the boys. This was getting old. I couldn't enjoy a simple day out with my family. After washing my hands, rinsing out my mouth, and splashing cold water on my face, Alice and I walked back out to meet the boys.

They stood when they saw us coming. Edward slipped his arm around my waist.

"Are you feeling better? Do you want to go home?" He rattled off questions.

"No, I'm fine. It won't happen again. Now, where is that store Alice was talking about?" I lied through my teeth. I acted as if I had control over this these bouts of sickness. Alice's face lit up. I didn't want to stay in this mall one more moment, but I was trying to make Alice happy. She apparently got a kick out of this, and I wasn't about to spoil the other's fun.

We spent the next four hours in and out of baby boutiques, furniture stores, and maternity shops. We ended up at the descending escalator, empty handed. After the first six shops, we decided that it was too early to buy anything of gender determination, and I was still able to fit in my normal, size 2 clothes. Alice was disappointed that her credit card was left un-swiped. She tried to hide her pout, so I told her that we could still look around. Two stores later, I was exhausted, and it didn't go unnoticed by Edward and Jasper.

"I think we better call it a day." Edward suggested.

"Yeah, Edward's right." Jasper agreed, eagerly.

"But Bella didn't even get anything for the baby." Alice's bottom lip stuck out like a small child's.

"But we have over six months to go shopping, Alice. We can always come back." I was so ready to sit down in the car; I would have given my right arm to leave.

"Soon?" She looked up at me, and looked to Edward for approval.

"Soon," I confirmed.

"Promise?" She looked skeptical.

"Alice, come on now." Jasper scolded.

"Promise," I winked at my best friend.

Edward's hand and mine laced together in the car, and I leaned over to rest my head against the cold window. The pat-pat-patting of the light rain on the windshield made me doze off into a dreamless nap. I was left undisturbed for the duration of the car ride back to Forks, and I was grateful for the much needed rest from my shopping with Alice.

AN- It's 1:26 AM, and I'm feeling a lot like Bella: exhausted. I had started this chapter earlier today and I couldn't get it off my mind. Plus, I finished New Moon last night, and I'm suffering from Twilight withdrawal. My hands are sweaty, and my heart skips a beat every time I see the name Edward Cullen. Ha-ha. Enjoy, and review. Sorry that this chapter was so short. I'm kind of running out of ideas about this story, but like I said before, I can't get it off my mind.

I do know a few things for sure:

1. Not sure how, not sure when, but our beloved Rosalie will come around and accept the baby.

2. I will not make Bella have multiples, so please don't suggest it. It's nothing against multiple babies, they just kind of weird me out. Don't ask. It's complicated.

I don't want to give too much away, so I'm going to stop trying to spoil everything.

Polls:

1. Boy or Girl?

2. Names?

AN2- Polls are just to help me write, and come up with more ideas. I make the deciding vote in all of this. So, just because a name or a gender wins, I still have to approve. With all that said, your votes, opinions, and reviews are greatly appreciated. Okay, I'm really done now. G'night