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 Three: The Audacity of Pink

"We are leaving in two minutes Isabella Cullen! Get down here now!"

I don't know how I forgot that I was going out for the afternoon with Alice and Angela. I ran around Edward's bedroom, half dressed, looking for my shoes. I tossed one shirt onto his bed as I got on my hands and knees and peered beneath the bed. "A ha! I found you!" I pulled out my left tennis shoe, the one I was looking for, and slipped it on. Then I ran my fingers through my tangled hair and sighed before grabbing the shirt I threw onto the bed. I pulled it on over my head and turned around, gasping in surprise. Edward was standing in the doorway with a hairbrush.

"I thought you could use this." I ran over to him, trying to get over my embarrassment of probably getting caught without a shirt on, and snatched the hairbrush from his hand. I quickly ran it through my hair and pulled it up into a quick ponytail before pressing my hand against my forehead. I felt like I was burning up.

"One minute!"

"I'm coming!" I shouted back, stomping my foot. I patted myself down, I had my wallet, my clothes were on, and I had shoes. I stood on my tiptoes and kissed Edward quickly before making a mad dash out the door, and tripping over my feet. Luckily Edward caught me before I fell and carried me down the stairs, reprimanding me the entire way for being careless and needing to slow down.

When we were safely downstairs, Alice very carefully took me in her arms, and if I saw this, I would think it would be berserk. The poor vampire is only 4'10! I was carried all the way outside and to Alice's yellow Porsche, where I was deposited in the front seat. "I'm not going to break, Alice," I mumbled when she closed the door. She climbed in on the other side and she laughed.

"You're as frail as a human can get Bella." What does that mean?

And then we were off.

"You didn't even give me time to put on my seatbelt!" I screeched, strapping myself into my seat and putting my hands in my lap, praying that we wouldn't get into an accident.

"Well, you took too long this morning! Angela is meeting us in fifteen minutes in Port Angeles."

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying not to look at the speeding scenery. I felt like I was about to get motion sickness in the car.

"Are you all right Bella?"

Why is Alice being so tender? I opened one eye and almost gasped in surprise. She was staring at me with wide eyes, a grim frown covering her features. For a second I couldn't speak, I just looked at her, and then I felt dreadful. What if she saw something? I tried to find something to say, my mouth opened and closed for a second, and then I murmured, "Alice if I—if you had a vision about me being ill, would you hide it from me?" Terminally ill is more like it! This summer has been brutal with near death illnesses!

"Bella, how could you think such a thing? I love and care for you, and I would never risk your health or your life! Not even if Edward told me not to tell you!" I was shocked to see the pure honesty in Alice's eyes, and I regretted asking her the question. My eyes were downcast when Alice whispered quietly, "Bella, do you think something's wrong?"

I shrugged my shoulders, unsure how to answer. I felt Alice's hand wrap around my wrist. "Bella, a woman's intuition is her best asset. What's wrong?"

I sighed and looked at her, and it seemed like the frown on my face took permanent residence. "I don't know what's wrong, that's the problem." I thought for a moment, trying to decipher my symptoms before whispering, "I don't feel like I did when I had my appendix removed, but I've been real queasy lately, and I feel like I'm forgetting something."

Alice pondered quietly for a minute, and I watched her. Her lips twitched just slightly, and I was absolutely certain that she was looking into the future. After another minute she looked at me and smiled. "Everything is going to be fine Bella, nothing to worry about. I just think you have the flu—don't tell Edward," she paused and her eyes looked horrified for a moment.

"Does he overreact, because his parents…" I trailed off, remembering the tale of his parent's deaths. The Spanish Influenza, even if it isn't happening now, Edward would surely—

Alice interrupted my thoughts. "He'll take you to the hospital and you'll have a lot of tests and he'll have you monitored. It would be best if we just considered this a cold." Alice sounded stern, and I looked at her a little skeptically. What is she keeping from me?

Not wanting to dwell on it any longer, I dismissed the idea that she was hiding something from me and glanced out the window, and gasped, my hands clapping over mouth. The scenery was going a lot faster than I intended, I couldn't even read the road signs. "We'll be in Port Angeles in twenty minutes." Alice easily grabbed her cell phone and thrust it into my hands. "Why don't you call Angela and tell her we'll be running late?"

I held the phone for a moment, and then I looked at her. "Alice, Angela doesn't have a phone."

"Yes she does. I had a vision about her two days ago. Her number is saved in my contacts. And where is your cell phone, young lady? I programmed her number in yours as well."

I thought hard for a moment as my fingers struggled to find Angela Webber's name. Then I looked at Alice. "I actually have no idea…I haven't seen it since I last did laundry and—Maybe that's what I'm forgetting! I misplaced my phone." I was relieved to figure out what I was forgetting, but saddened by the fact that I had to go home and actually look for it.

After a few seconds I managed to find Angela's number, after realizing I was doing it all wrong. I held the phone to my ear and listened as the phone rang. It took a few seconds, and then I heard the soft voice of one of my few true friends from Forks High School. "Hello?"

"Hi Angela, it's Bella."

"Oh Bella!" My soft spoken friend sounded a little upset, and my brow furrowed. I saw Alice's head snap towards mine. How that woman stays on the road still evades me.

"What's wrong Angela?" I asked worriedly, returning to the conversation I was having on the phone.

"The twins are sick, so I was running a little late to Port Angeles. I should be there in thirty minutes. I'm so sorry!"

"It's fine Angela," I said, relieved that something disastrous didn't happen. I tried to soothe her worries. "I was just calling to tell you that Alice and I are running a little late too, and we should be getting to Port Angeles in twenty minutes. Why don't we meet somewhere to eat?" I took a sideways glance at Alice, I hadn't realized how hungry I was until just then, but I wasn't that surprised. I didn't eat breakfast or lunch after all. Alice nodded her head enthusiastically.

"I just stopped to eat, but if you want, you can eat without me and I'll meet you at the boardwalk?"

"Okay, that's fine."

"I'll see you later Bella, and thanks!"

"No problem Angela," I chuckled. "Bye."

"Bye."

I snapped the phone shut and handed it to Alice. In no time we were zooming through Port Angeles, I think Alice was trying to either succeed in getting me sick, or she was testing to see how fast her car could go, either or, she may be succeeding with both.

My eyes were squeezed shut when Alice finally stopped, and I cracked one eye open before opening the other. I almost felt like we were still moving. When my eyes finally focused on the restaurant that we were at, I smiled slightly.

"I've been here before, with Edward."

"I know." Alice said, laughing a little and tapping her temple.

I knew what I was going to order before I even stepped foot inside the restaurant; mushroom ravioli and a Coke.

After I ate, and watching as Alice watched me eat, we left for the boardwalk, and Alice spotted Angela almost immediately, and we raced to her. I embraced her tightly, and she hugged me back just as fiercely.

"What are we doing first?" Angela asked, and before I could articulate any type of answer, Alice grabbed both of our hands and sped off at a human pace, racing towards the stores.

Holy crow! I thought as Alice tightened her grip simultaneously on our hands. This will be interesting.

I wanted to tell Alice that my feet were killing me, because we'd been walking around for a good three and a half hours, when I noticed that I was ahead by a few steps of Alice and Angela. I turned around and I saw Angela with her arm wrapped around Alice's shoulders. I doubled back and was immediately concerned. Did she have a vision? Is she okay?

"Bella, I think Alice should go home."

My stomach clenched painfully, and I wasn't sure if it was because Alice was making me slightly nervous or if I was going to get sick myself. I swayed slightly on the spot, and Alice's arm shot out and steadied me. "I'm going to go home Bella, I think it was something I ate."

Something she ate? This vampire hasn't eaten in decades! My brow furrowed, taking my mind off of my queasiness for a second. Alice didn't let on that she had a vision, and I watched as she clutched her stomach, as if it was really something she ate. Can vampires get sick from animal blood?

"I'm sorry about ruining the afternoon," Alice said apologetically. Her eyes were downcast, so I couldn't really see what she was thinking. Angela patted her shoulder gently.

"Don't worry Alice. Why don't we help you with your bags, and then you can head home? I wanted to show Bella a bookstore before we leave, and I can take her home."

"That would be fine," Alice said, picking up her bags. I had no choice but to follow, as I carried my multitude of bags, and Angela walked beside me, a handful of Alice's bags in her hand as well. When we got to Alice's Porsche, Angela didn't exclaim or gasp in surprise. She just gently put Alice's bags in the car, and then I added my own. I was a little relieved to have empty hands. When we stepped away from the car, Alice hugged Angela gently and kissed her cheek. Then she hugged me. "It was nice seeing you again Angela, and Bella, I'll see you when you get home."

"Bye," Angela and I called in unison. We watched as Alice pulled away, waving at us. Then I turned and looked at Angela.

"Bookstore?" I asked, remembering my last attempt at finding a bookstore in Port Angeles. I shuddered at the memory, trying to suppress it.

Angela smiled at me warmly, and the two of us walked in the direction we were going in previously. Halfway there, I found myself holding my stomach, my mouth watering. I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, and Angela looked at me worriedly, before she clasped a hand to her mouth. "Oh no!" Then she grabbed my hand, and all I could do was follow as I felt my lunch churning up my stomach.

In record time I think, Angela managed to run me into the closest restaurant and demand where the restrooms were in her small voice. Then I was being thrust into a one person bathroom, and the sight of the toilet made me gag, and I missed the toilet all together, throwing up on my shoes instead.

I felt terrible for making Angela witness this.

"Bella," Angela said, gently leading me away from my mess. I felt like my face was on fire, so I stumbled towards the sink, turning it on. What kind of restaurant leaves their bathroom in this condition? I splashed cold water on my face, listening as Angela went through one of her bags. A second later, Angela requested that I step out of my shoes, and I did so, not really paying attention. She handed me a new pair of her slippers, and I put them on without complaint.

"How long have you been feeling sick Bella? Maybe you have the same flu as the twins." Angela was wetting paper towels and folding them up neatly. After a quick calculation in my head, I said,

"Almost two weeks."

Angela dropped the towels in the sink and looked at me shocked. "Have you been to a doctor? This couldn't be something from your operation, could it?"

I almost smiled when she said operation, but I stopped myself. "Carlisle told me that it has nothing to do with my appendix. I think I'm just holding a nasty flu bug." Angela turned away from me, and resumed her previous activity of wetting paper towels. I leaned against the wall and tried to breathe.

"I don't mean to pry," Angela said quietly, and I looked at her. She was wringing the towels in the sink, almost nervously. "But you're a newlywed and all…have you thought about pregnancy?" I gasped quietly, not from the fact that Angela suggested it, but the absurdity of it. Angela immediately went red in the face. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"No…" I tried to find something to say. I couldn't just blurt out that Edward was a vampire and therefore couldn't impregnate anything, but that seemed a little absurd, especially if I wanted Angela to believe me.

"It wouldn't hurt to check," Angela said, finally handing me some towels. I dabbed at my cheeks and forehead, and it helped relieve the burning on my face. I think I was running a fever.

"Umm…" It wouldn't hurt, would it? "Okay. Just to check." After I discarded my shoes, they smelled terrible, and informing the restaurant owner that the restroom was in disarray, Angela and I bypassed the bookstore all together, and went to the closest drug store in Port Angeles. I commented that it would do no good to buy a pregnancy test in Forks; my business would be spread around the town in minutes.

After awkwardly going through the test aisle together, I just randomly picked a pregnancy test, and paid for it. I held the small paper bag tightly in my hand and followed Angela to her car.

The ride to Angela's home was quiet. Angela, I think, was giving me time to comprehend what exactly was going on. I just thought that I wasted my money, but I couldn't help but feel my appreciation for my friend. She was being so caring, and I could only imagine if this situation was for real.

We walked into her house, and I could hear the twins in the living room, complaining about their "quarantine." Angela gave me one look and smiled, shaking her head. She called to her mother that we were going upstairs, and then Angela dropped me off in her bathroom. I closed the door quietly behind me and pulled the test out of the bag.

After reading the instructions, I took the test and then gently put it on a level surface. I could feel the minutes ticking by slowly, so I opened the door and stepped out of the bathroom and into Angela's room.

Angela was sitting on her bed, her new clothes and shoes sitting neatly beside her. I sat down in a chair and waited quietly for three minutes to pass.

For a test that I actually knew I was going to fail, I was definitely nervous, thus making time go by extremely slow. I started to stand up when Angela stood up too, smiling at me reassuringly. She followed me into the bathroom, and I felt nauseated as I picked up the test.

Double pink lines.

I'm sure I read the instructions right.

Double pink lines. Holy crow!

"What do double pink lines mean?" I choked out, knowing exactly what they meant. My breathing stopped when Angela picked up the instructions and whispered,

"Positive."

And then everything around me went black.

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BB/N: Hello my reviewers! Thank you for the reviews for the past three chapters, and hopefully you'll like this one…even with a cliffhanger of this magnitude!

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Bob Bennit