Let's get inside Edward's head! Here's an EPOV Outtake of Chapter 9 when Bella shows up at the hospital. Some stuff will be the same, mainly the dialogue of their conversation, but it's always fun to get both sides of the story.

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Chapter 9 Outtake
EPOV

I was having a shitty day. Well, to be honest, I had had a really shitty fifty-three days, but who was counting?

Ever since Be-

No! I wasn't going to think about her any more. Gah. I didn't know if I'd done something wrong, and scared her away, or if maybe she wasn't the kind of girl I thought she was. It hadn't seemed like one-nighters were her style, but what did I know? Was she just using me? God, I hoped not. Maybe the sex sucked? No, that wasn't possible – I know I had her in ecstasy multiple times. Besides, what happened between us had been more like making love…

"Incoming." A folder landed on my desk on top of the papers I'd been staring at for the past few hours, distracting me from my thoughts. I looked up to see one of my nurses, Jessica, standing in the doorway with her arms crossed.

"New patient for you, Room 512. She looked a little freaked out," she warned. "I just got the results back so she doesn't know yet."

I nodded, gathering up what I'd need before heading out of my office. The room I wanted was just a few doors down the hall. On my way, I briefly scanned the medical history and test results in the folder. Twenty-seven year old female, came in alone for a basic checkup for nausea; urine and blood tests came back positive. It looked like she was in overall good health, and just over eight weeks along. I smiled to myself. If there was anything that could brighten up my day, it was giving the good news to a new soon-to-be mom.

I knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response. Trying again, after a few seconds I decided to just push on in. I looked down at the file again to get her name as I entered.

"Well, Ms. Swan, it looks like you're…" I trailed off as I looked up and caught my first glimpse of the woman sitting on my exam table. It had been a couple of months but I would never forget her.

"…Bella," I whispered.

Her head whipped up, and she let out a gasp as we locked eyes. Oh, god, there they were – those stunning chocolate brown eyes that I had been dreaming about every night since she left me. Well, at least on the nights that I was able to sleep. Usually I woke up with a sweat in the early hours before dawn, unable to close my eyes for fear that I'd dream of her walking away again.

She was staring at me, apparently in disbelief, so I took a moment to study her. She looked … not so good, to be honest. I mean, of course she was still the most gorgeous woman I'd ever seen, but she seemed somewhat frail, her body curled in on itself. When our eyes met again, I could see that the fiery spark they had held two months ago was severely dimmed.

What had happened to her? Just two months…

"Edward…" she breathed.

Fuck, the way my name sounded rolling off her lips. It brought back so many memories of that night. I couldn't keep eye contact any more, not knowing what to say to her even if I could get my voice to come out. There was a myriad of emotions swirling inside of me just from seeing her again – surprise, sadness, confusion, elation, anger, and of course, lust. I looked around the room for anything to distract me.

My eyes finally settled on the file in my hand. Well, shit. That was a cold dose of reality. No matter what had happened between us, she was here for one particular reason, and it had nothing to do with me. I couldn't even begin to think about why that hurt so much. I just had to do my job for the next few minutes and maybe, just maybe I could pass her case off to someone else after I got out of this room.

I steeled myself for what I was about to say. I couldn't show any weakness here. This was my territory and I'd be damned if I let her get to me.

"As I was saying when I came in … Ms. Swan," I started, "it looks like you're about eight weeks pregnant." That one sentence cut at my insides like the sharpest knife. "Congratulations. Based on the hormone levels from your blood work, everything looks normal, but we can go ahead and do an ultrasound just to check…"

I trailed off when I saw the look on her face. Her eyes were as wide as they could go, and I couldn't decipher whether her expression was one of joy or dismay. Actually, she looked like she was about to go into shock. Her eyes burned into me as if asking whether I could answer whatever crazy questions were running through her mind. All I could manage was a quick jerk of my head, since I obviously didn't know any more than what was written on the paper currently being crushed in my grip.

The woman of my dreams is pregnant with some other man's baby, and I want to cry.

I might have, too, if she didn't beat me to it.

Right before my eyes, Bella dissolved into tears, shoulders shaking with the force of her sobs. She cried and cried and cried, and I just stood there helplessly, watching her fall apart in front of me. I didn't know what to do. What I desperately wanted to do was to go over and hold her, comfort her and ease whatever fears she had. But I didn't know if I should. Or if it would even be welcome.

I mean, she did walk away from me without a word… Maybe she didn't want me near her? I felt a sharp pang in my chest at the thought.

I shuffled a little closer, drawn in by the combination of my instinctive need to take away any and all of Bella's pain, as well as the mysterious pull I remembered feeling toward her the night we met. When I was only a few feet away, I was able to hear her whispering something under her breath as she rocked slightly on the table.

"No… That's just not possible. How could it … he … no! I don't believe it. But … and then it's his. Fuck, I don't believe it. They said I couldn't … but now I did? Oh my god. Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod! What should I say? What should I do? I didn't think this would… Oh shit, what if he … he doesn't want it? How could he want it? How could he want me? Oh no, no, no…"

I couldn't handle her panicked tone, her barely audible pleading. Not that I could make much sense of it. The few coherent words I was able to catch let me know that this was something completely unexpected – which I had already guessed from her reaction – and that she was very distraught about how he would take it. He being the father, I assumed.

Not me.

Why not me?

I pushed away that little voice in the back of my mind, and tried to focus on calming her down.

"Ms. Swan…" – ugh, no, calling her that just felt wrong – "Bella, calm down, please. It's ok, it's ok."

My fingers twitched with the desire to touch her, and I couldn't resist this time, reaching out to gently rub her arm. Her body jerked a little in response, and her breathing sped up frantically once she sensed my presence. I quickly pulled my hand back, but remained hovering nervously by her side.

She finally met my eyes, and I could see the moisture still gathered in hers. I was struggling to maintain my own composure, but I knew I needed to be strong. For Bella. Because even though I was hurting, too, seeing her unhappy felt even worse.

"Calm down, ok? We'll…" I caught myself just in time, "you'll work everything out, I'm sure. Is there… Is there someone I can call for you?" I didn't really want to, but I would do it if she needed him here. I had to meet whoever this guy was, make sure he was going to treat her right.

Why wasn't he here now, by her side?

Bastard. I would have…

I realized it had been a few minutes and she hadn't answered me yet. I was surprised to see her eyeing me somewhat furtively, as if pondering her next move. Why was she so hesitant? Shit, was it someone I knew? No, as far as I could tell we didn't run in any of the same circles; at least, I'd never seen her before or after that one night. But maybe afterwards she met someone else and they hit it off…

I knew I had never felt as connected to any other woman, or person really, as I had to Bella. But that didn't mean it was the same for her.

Of course not.

She finally took a deep breath in, wiping her eyes and firmly squaring her shoulders before looking straight at me, silently imparting the significance of her next words. "Edward… No, there's no one to call."

What the hell? Had he left her or something? How was that even possible? I was going to kill the asshole.

"What do you-"

Bella held up a hand and I stopped immediately. "Just hear me out, please," she begged.

I nodded reluctantly. The last thing I wanted to do was upset her further. My worried thoughts about the guarded expression in her eyes distracted me so much that I almost missed what she said next.

"Edward, it's – I'm just going to throw this out there – if I really am pregnant, then the baby is yours."