Chapter One was entire sad hopefully I can make it lighter. For those who PM me about why I was in the TICU, what that is, and what is HSTE II let me explain. HSTE II stands for Health Science Technology Education II (We had I as a sophomore, Intro and Med Terms as freshmen) as seniors. We volunteer for three classes, about an hour and a half, at local hospital and medical places and is a must for those who graduated from my school (see profile). We followed and observed doctors, nurses, and other medical personal. During my last reporting period, I volunteered at the TICU—Trauma Intense Care Unit—at Harris Methodist Fort Worth Hospital, following an RT around. Does that answer everyone's Qs? If not send a PM my way and I will glad answer it…Anyways…Chapter Two…

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyers: writer of Twilight, New Moon, soon-to-be-released Eclipse, and one of the authors of Prom Nights from Hell. Me: Nothing, lol.

Chapter Two

Pregnancy

I sat waiting for the obstetrician for the third time, my last check with Dr. Frederick before I move to Forks, Washington to live with my father. It would be peaceful there, a better place to raise a baby than here in Phoenix. Renee knew of the rape, knew I was with child and supported me with my decision to keep the baby even though she keep telling me that there were plenty of families willing to adopt the child or that I could abort it. I nearly disowned my mother at the word "abortion".

"Ms, Sawn, Dr. Frederick is ready to see you know," the clerk said at the front desk, smiling at me.

My stomach was no longer as flat was it had been four months ago, now slightly rounded. I had to buy new clothes, maternal jeans and shirts. I walked behind one of the nurses towards one of the rooms, an ultrasound machine around brought in. I changed into the gown the nurse gave me, front open and laid back, placing the white cover sheet that had been laying where my bottom was. A few minutes later, Dr. Angelo Frederick entered the room with a nurse, snapping gloves.

"Well how is our little mummy?" Dr. Frederick said, his European accent sounding clear.

"This little mummy is hurry for ranch potato chips and chocolate chip cookie cough ice cream," I said, smiling. "Besides that, I gained a bit of weight and I keep crying."

Dr. Frederick chuckled and said while looking at my chart, "Nothing new there, Ms. Swan."

"This will be cold," the nurse said.

I squeaked as she rubbed the cold gel across my stomach. This procedure wasn't new to me, having been to Dr. Frederick now for two months. It had been three months ago after I took three at-home-pregnancy tests, after Renee caught me throwing up in the bathroom and the box that belonged to the test in the trash—that was the day she found out about my rape.

"Well there's two little feet," Dr. Frederick said, pointing on the screen.

I turned and looked and saw just a little figure there. I smiled and felt the tears coming. Another thing that came with pregnancy outside of the baby—duh—there was the emotion swings where I go from angry to happy to sad in a matter of minutes, the weird feelings in my stomach at first before it rounded and I gained weight, my breasts felt different and they definitely weren't fitting in my cup A bra, made more trips to the bathroom than I ever did in one day, being tired more often, and of course the yucky morning sickness. Of course, after I got over the sickness I had the sudden cravings where I made Renee get up, at the oddest times too, and go out and get me something to eat. The weirdest was chocolate syrup on a pickle.

"And two little hands one of which the thumb is in the mouth," Dr. Frederick said, smiling down at me as the nurse moved the Doptone wand…or as Dr. F called it the Doppler. "And I think we have a sex for this little one, Ms. Swan."

I blinked and looked up at him. He turned his head away from the screen and asked me if I wanted to know. I had never thought of what the baby would be, if it would be a girl or if it would be a boy and which one did I want. I nodded my head slowly.

He smiled and said, "A girl and has a lovely heart beat still." I felt my heart melt within my chest and the waterworks started again. I cried the first time at the visit, hearing the heartbeat for the first time and when the baby kicked me a few weeks later, now I'm crying over the baby's sex. Yep, I am pregnant.

"A girl…darn," I said as I stopped crying, "I haven't thought of a name yet."

Dr. Frederick just chuckled, said, "You have time to pick out a name" and continued to look at the screen. After awhile, Dr. Frederick said everything looked good.

"So, you're moving to Forks, Washington, eh?" he asked me, marking something into my chart. "What's up there?"

"My dad," I said, rubbing my tummy, the baby kicking me.

"Well remember which foods you can and can not eat," Dr. Frederick said, look up at me.

"No drinking, smoking—which I don't do either—no high-in-mercury fish, no raw foods, no caffeine—as if I could handle it before—and stop eating cinnamon buns."

"Good girl," Dr Frederick said, smiling. "And remember those prenatal vitamins."

"Right, Dr. F," I said, rolling my eyes. I had been taking them since I first came to him.

"Now there is no obstetrician in Forks, Washington. The nearest one is Port Angeles," he said, his hands folded in his lap. "Now there is a doctor who does live in Forks, Dr. Carlisle Cullen. He is a wonderful and a great guy. I've read some of his works when I was in med school. I gave him a call and he is available if you have any questions or concerns." I nodded. "Here's his number—" he handed me a piece of paper with numbers and an address "—and address just in case. Trust me Isabella you are going to be in good hands with Dr. Cullen. After all, he raised five kids."

There is a way to look at the past. Don't hide from it. It will not catch you if you don't repeat it. — Pearl Bailey

So what do you think? Now I would like to saw that I remember everything from Anatomy and Psychology about pregnancy but…that was two years ago…so I didn't. Plus I'm not a doc…yet…so I had a little help from my buddy the World Wide Web. Anyways…It's time to review. Tell me what you think—no flames please—and offer any suggestions or ask ANY questions. This is my 2nd fanfiction but I can take all the advice….and praise I can get. The next chapter…is coming soon…. Ciao for now, Nollie