Flabbergasted Phenomenon

Summary: "This is the most unique situation I have ever heard of with a human and a vampire," was what Carlisle said, but all I could think was, "I'm going to have a baby."

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse. I just own the scenarios where I thrust my favorite vampire and his family and the love of his life! Yay for me!

Chapter One: Falling

"You're being uncharacteristically stubborn."

I rolled my eyes at Edward's attempt at sarcasm, and continued to sort through my belongings. I was sitting comfortably in the middle of the living room, sorting through clothes that I've forgotten about, photos, and other little trinkets that belonged to me. I tore my eyes away from my most recent find, a photograph of me as a child, and looked at Edward. "I just don't want to hear it."

I rolled my eyes when he growled at me. When I returned my eyes to the picture, my mind was on Edward, and what he was dying to tell me. He's been pestering me as if this information was vital to my survival—I rolled my eyes at the thought. I wasn't going to be surviving for much longer.

"I hate it when you're in deep thought! I have no idea what you're thinking." I jumped when I felt Edward's cool breath against my ear. Heat automatically rose to my cheeks after my heart started to beat again.

"Don't do that," I said breathlessly, turning and giving him a dirty look. He smiled at me, his half crooked smile taking my breath away. My eyes snapped shut and I shook my head, mumbling, "What do you want to tell me?" I am never going to win!

Edward's laughter was the only thing I heard for a moment, and then he whispered, "Alice's proposition makes sense." His cold lips caressed my hairline at the nape of my neck, and I shivered, leaning closer to his touch. "When you're away at college, your parents will be expecting you to be busy with school work, and what with you being my new wife," I giggled at his suggestive tone, slapping his arm playfully. "You won't need to contact them that often."

"Okay," I said, looking up at him, and pulling him closer to me. I breathed lightly in his face and smiled when he took a deep breath, watching as his eyes glazed over. It still shocked me that I had this affect on him, but I now tend to use it to my advantage. I cupped his cheeks in my hands, and made to kiss him, but he easily ducked away, nuzzling my neck instead.

My pulse started to race as he lightly kissed my neck. I swallowed hard, and then laced my fingers through his hair. He pulled away just slightly a moment later, murmuring, "Your blood smells different," I felt rather than heard him take a big breath through his nose. I froze beneath his ministrations, waiting for his diagnosis. He pressed his lips against my jugular vein and I felt his hands tighten their grip on my waist. "I don't know what it is…"

"Hormones," I concluded, pulling his face up to mine. He smiled impishly at me before kissing me lightly on the nose.

"We can take care of your hormones later." Edward hugged me as tightly as he was willing, and then he kissed me again. "I'll leave you to your work. Rosalie needs my help for a second since Emmett isn't available."

"Where are you going?" I couldn't help but ask, looking up at him with wide eyes. He smiled and stood up, stroking my hair.

"The garage. She needs a jack."

"Oh all right," I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest and pouting. I just barely managed to control my look of sadness, and I saw Edward visibly shudder.

"That's not fair, Isabella."

And with that, he left me alone in the living room. I shook my head slowly and looked at my things around me. Alice insisted on going through my things with me, but there was an emergency hunting trip—Alice foresaw an accident, which she didn't identify as me, which had me worried, and she said Emmett and Jasper would be more capable vampires if they hunted.

She promised she'd be back before I finished, which left me still feeling a little put out. But I continued to work though my things, sorting out piles of junk clothes, junk jewelry, junk this, junk that, just as Alice said I should, and soon enough, I had a pretty medium sized pile of junk.

Thank goodness I cannot claim that my closet is as big as Alice's! If so, I'd be sitting in the living room forever, sifting through my clothes alone. Only God knows how long it would take me to sort through pictures and my other tokens of appreciation.

The minutes ticked by slowly, and soon enough, I noticed that Edward had been gone for fifteen minutes. I usually don't worry about him, well, I actually worry about him all the time, and he said only a few seconds.

I sighed quietly and continued to look through my things. I had a memorabilia pile forming, recent pictures of my family, I smiled at the thought, the Cullens were my family, and pictures taken on my wedding day.

My chest constricted at the thought, and I tried not to cry. It was such a female reaction!

Of course it was the day that I officially gave in to Edward, and married him, and technically it was the final goodbye that I would ever have to my friends in Forks, they were all going to college, and a goodbye to my parents.

I gasped and closed my eyes, feeling the tears start to fall. I pressed my hands against my face, trying to stop the tears.

I was going to see Charlie before I left Forks.

The tears wouldn't stop falling though, and soon enough, small sobs were escaping me. I tried to suck them back in, Edward would no doubt hear me, but I couldn't. I clutched the photographs to my chest, trying to keep myself together.

I have no idea as to why I'm falling apart now.

Suddenly there was a pair of cold arms around my shoulders. I turned and looked into the beautiful topaz eyes of Jasper. "Do you need Edward?" His cool breath was soothing, but I couldn't manage to make myself pay attention to it. I just nodded my head dumbly, gasping for breath. Jasper disappeared seconds later, and I didn't hear any other noise.

I sat on the floor for a few seconds taking huge breaths to slow my frantic heart. Then I struggled to my feet, feeling the need to get to Edward before he got to me. I dropped the pictures carelessly to the floor and I took two hesitant steps forward before everything around me began swirling and swimming in my vision.

Then I was on the ground.

I heard shouting, and I got to my hands and knees before dropping my head to the floor. Everything was spinning, and I felt a little sick to my stomach. Someone wrapped their arms around my waist, and I shook my head, moving might make my dizziness worse.

"What happened? What's wrong?"

Edward was on his hands and knees beside me, instructing for me to breathe with him. It took me a minute to match his rhythm, and by the time I managed, my dizziness was disappearing. I opened my eyes weakly, and Edward was staring at me worriedly. "What happened?"

"I don't know." I carefully sat up on my knees and saw that everyone was standing around me, all looking at me worriedly. Alice was looking worse for wear, and I saw her frown when our eyes met. I wasn't sure what that meant, but I decided not to dwell on it, instead, I stood up.

My entire body was trembling almost violently.

Edward stood up with me, and kept his arms around me as he lead me to the couch, carefully sitting down. He held my face between his hands, wiping away my tears. I wanted to stop crying, but I still had no idea what was going on around me.

Why was I so dizzy?

A moment later Carlisle sat down beside us on the couch, a glass of orange juice in his hand. Edward easily took it from him and had me take a sip. I didn't want to drink it, but I honestly had no other choice. As my quaking hands held onto the glass, Edward whispered, "Carlisle thinks your blood sugar is low."

I managed to take two big sips before handing the cup back to Carlisle. Edward held both of my hands, staring at me with concerned eyes, but he spoke to Carlisle. "She's still shaking."

"I don't know what happened," I spoke softly, my voice small. Carlisle felt my forehead, shaking his head.

"She's not running a fever."

I didn't really feel physically ill, but I don't know what caused this little episode. Was it because I was hyperventilating? I squeezed my eyes shut and took a shuddering breath. I heard soft sounds and assumed that Edward and Carlisle were speaking, and then Edward firmly wrapped his arm around my waist, and I was hoisted into the air. I clasped my hands tightly around his neck and closed my eyes, pressing my nose against his neck.

Edward moved fluidly up the stairs and in seconds, I was resting in Edward's bed. I opened my eyes slowly, and Edward was standing in front of me, concern etched into his features. I grabbed his hand weakly and pulled him to the bed.

"Does your abdomen hurt?" he asked softly. "Carlisle is a little concerned that this may be an aftershock from your surgery."

I shook my head slowly. "I don't feel any pain whatsoever. And my surgery was such a long time ago."

"I know, that's why Carlisle is concerned. We're going to have to keep an eye on you." Edward sat down on the edge of the bed and touched my forehead. "Can you tell me why you were crying?"

I shook my head. I knew that if Edward knew how I felt about my family that I was going to leave behind, he wouldn't allow me to get changed, even if we were married.

"It isn't your—you know, your time of the month, is it?"

Is he teasing me? My eyes snapped open and I growled, "We are never discussing anything pertaining to that ever again, Edward Cullen!"

"It is!"

I heard the booming laughter of Emmett Cullen before I heard Edward's soft chuckle.

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BB/N: Woot! First chapter of one of my favorite books, about my favorite subject! (Note: You would know my favorite subject if you read a few of my HP fanfics!)

This fanfic is going to be a wee bit longer than The Death of Isabella Marie Swan, and yes, there are going to be traces of that story thrown in here, but you do not have to read that first.

Here's the gist: Bella gets sick. I would tell the people who are reading this more about it, but I don't want to ruin it for the others!

Sorry!

Thanks for the reviews!

Love,
Bob Bennit