A/N: Thanks for the Reviews!!! R&R

I sadly don't own twilight, I just make them have babies.

BPOV:

Jacob really infuriates me. First he leaves, because I love Edward more, then he comes back because he wants me. I'm married, for crying out loud! Stupid baby, he can just get over himself, Mr. Big-Shot.

I was glad Edward was alright, and Alice and Rosalie. She had saved me even though I knew she wanted to kill me.

"Rosalie, thanks for saving me."

"Welcome," she mumbled.

"Look I'm sorry that it had to happen this way."

"I know Bella, it's just that the little green monster gets the best of me sometimes."

"Thanks Rose, I am sorry though."

"Well, look at it this way: You'll always have a babysitter when you need one."

"Good point."

Alice was already in the car by the time I was down the stairs.

"I hate to break this up but we need to go," Alice said.

"Okay, Rose do you want to come with?"

"Uh, sure, I guess..."

We made our way to the drug store. Alice went in and picked up the pregnancy test for me since the owner knew my father closely. When I got back to the house I went into the bathroom, and sat down on the sink. I started thinking about what this meant. If I really was pregnant, this meant that for the next nine months, I would be human. And if I wasn't, I would turn into a vampire, who had no chance of ever having children. Ever.

When I came out of the bathroom, Edward was standing right in front of me. I wasn't looking at him, though. I was staring at the pregnancy test. It was defiantly a bittersweet moment for the both of us.

"What's wrong love?" I could tell he was on edge.

"Nothing," I said through my tears.

"Bella?"

I didn't respond. All I did was hold up the test. He looked and smiled as I waved the little pink plus sign in his face. He picked me up and started kissing me like crazy. I guess that meant he was happy, and I liked that he was happy. He went in to the bedroom and set me down. He let me laid down next to me, and put his hands behind his head. He was starring at the ceiling.

"This is so exciting, I get to be a father."

"You should be a grandfather," I joked.

"Well, I was waiting for you."

I had to laugh at that. To think that my 106-year-old, very-good-looking husband got me pregnant was just a little bit weird, but I was never, ever normal. So this wasn't really to far fetched. They say youth is wasted on the young, but they've never met Edward.

"You know, we really should go tell Charlie."

That was what I was afraid he would say. Charlie. What would he say? Would he try to kill him? Because I know that Edward would survive anything Charlie threw at him, and that scared me.

"Do we have to? I mean, I'll tell him myself, and, as for my mother, I don't think you want to be in the country when I tell her. Or the continent, for that matter."

"Come on coward, let's go."

He picked me up and we were out the door and into the Volvo in a short amount of time.

As we drove I was trying to plan out what to say to Charlie. I was nervous, as any daughter would be. Getting married to Edward almost gave them both a heart attack, but a baby? I was sure they'd go into shock, if not cardiac arrest.

As we pulled up to the house, I saw Charlie's cruiser in the driveway. I suddenly felt queasy. I wasn't ready for this, not in the least.

"Come on, love, time to bring the good news."

"Ugh, I think I'm gunna be sick."

He opened the car door and squeezed my hand as he helped me out of the car.

I knocked on the door and Charlie came an answered.

"Bells. What a pleasant surprise this is."

"Hi Dad. Can we come in? We need to talk."

He looked confused for a moment but lets us in and I sat down. I just couldn't really find the right words to tell him.

"So Bells, Edward, what did you want to tell me."

"Well dad, I really don't know how to say this, so I'm just gunna spit it out."

"Bells, just say it."

"I'm...pregnant."