" I can't leave you, Bella." Edward's voice was pained as he ran his cool hand over my forehead. " Not like this."
" Oh, just go, Edward." I sighed as he kissed my forehead. Even the slight pressure of his cool lips made on my fevered skin made me want to scream with relief. I was nauseous my whole body trembling with some unknown fever.
My stomach ached and as I fought down the sickness welling in me.
" Edward." Emmett called impatiently as he leaned against the door frame. " I'm hungry."
" One minute." Edward hissed through his teeth and managed to flash me a strained smile.
" I don't have to go….." He pondered and I ran my hand down his cheek, and then gently brushed under his dark eyes.
" You do have to." I acknowledged as he caught my wrist his eyes brimming with unspoken worry.
" Just go and come back soon." I sighed as he looked at the door nervously.
" But your sick, Bella."
" And your hungry."
Edward sighed and kissed my forehead. " Alice is coming to watch you over you in a hour or two."
" Fine." I gulped as the desire to get sick enveloped me again and he smiled and squeezed my hand. I guess i needed a baby sitter know, the first almost eighteen year old to need a babysitter.
" Try to feel better?" Edward Broke my thoughts as he gently let go of my hand.
" I'll try, know go kill some defenseless animal, Edward." I laughed humorously as Emmett harrumphed from the door way again.
" Eh, Lover boy! Come on I'm hungry!" Emmett whined and Edward spun around and quickly his jaw tight as he strode toward Emmett hissing under his breath.
" Feel better, Little sister!" Emmett called.
" Yeah, good luck Emmett" I waved weakly as Emmett darted off and Edward smiled at me weakly from the doorway.
" I'll be back as soon as I can." He promised his eyes glimmering with uncertainty.
" I know you will." I murmured as he slowly closed the door behind him and I rubbed my aching stomach.
I weakly sought out the remote and lay back on the couch and turned the television on.
There was some mindless nonsense, Comedy Television that caught my interest. The house was empty know, in tell Alice came over later.
I barely got halfway into a show when all off a sudden I was shooting to my feet my stomach screaming at me to move.
I bolted to the bathroom and fell to my knees before the toilet and heaved, my hands clenching on the lid.
Everything I had managed to choke down for breakfast came out of me in a rush as I gripped the edge of the toilet, and bowed my head, against the cool porcelin.
Something was wrong, and the only thing I could think of was something that wasn't even possible!
I staggered up slowly and stumbled out of the bathroom my hands clutching my stomach.
Phone, phone, I need to find a phone I thought as I struggled to the counter, my stomach protesting by making me feel nauseous all over again.
I grabbed the phone from its nook and realized my hand was shaking as I dialed the numbers.
I leaned against the counter head against my palm as the phone rang.
This was impossible, I thought.
Edward was dead……… he couldn't... we couldn't.. we never had that potential.
" Hey."
" Angela." I almost sobbed with relief as my friends voice filled the emptiness around me.
" Is that you, Bella, I haven't heard from you for forever. Guess i can blame that one on Edward, Huh?" Angela acknowledged as I groped at the counter, I was going to get sick again!
" Angela, hey, I was calling to ask a favor." I worked to keep my voice calm as I gripped the phone and massaged my stomach.
" Sure Bella what do you need?" Angela's voice was clouded with worry she had caught on to the pain in my voice.
" Is something wrong, is it Edward, are you hurt?" She demanded quickly and I laughed hollowly.
" It might be both Edward and I, Ang." I sighed. "I need you to run out and pick me up………..a pregnancy test. I think I might be Pregnant, Angela!"
