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 Ten: Birthday Blues

What have I gotten myself into? I was carrying too many books. Edward had my schedule for almost a week, and he conveniently forgot to give it to me until this morning, and I had to run around campus trying to find my classes and everything. At least he walked me to my first class.

At least I only had four classes today. That was the real treat.

I looked down at the book on top of my things and sighed. I absolutely hate calculus. It is the worst subject ever created by man. I thought that calculus would be the worst thing that I would meet, but who would have known that Mr. Varner, my beloved teacher from Forks High School would be teaching at the college as well?

My first class was with Mr. Varner.

I might just drop out of school.

I stumbled around for the closest bench to put my books on. As of late, my back had been aching and I couldn't really take it much longer, especially with the books in my arms.

When I finally found a bench, I sat down heavily, putting my books beside me. Edward had a good hour before his class was over, so I had nothing better to do but calculus homework. I pulled my jacket around me tighter and shifted through my folders and books until I found the ones I was looking for.

The wind was blowing, making the air a little cooler than it should have been. I shrugged that away and concentrated on my math. I swallowed hard and looked at my first math problem.

"Consider the arithmetic sequence A An determined by the conditions; An+1 - An 2 and A0 1. Work out the first 3 terms of the sequence." I sighed and closed my eyes, rubbing my temples. I don't know how long I sat there, just trying to get my brain to function, and then I just snapped. "Why am I taking this class? I'm no good in calculus!" I hissed beneath my breath, opening my eyes to glare at my book.

"I beg to differ, my love. You did well in high school."

I jumped so hard that my book went flying out of my lap. I looked up to see Edward bending over and retrieving my book. He handed it back to me and smiled as I stared at him. Have I really been sitting here for an hour? I scrunched up my nose and shivered, realizing that I was cold. Edward's smile began to slip away.

"How long have you been sitting here, Bella?"

"An hour, maybe. And I didn't even get one problem done."

In seconds, Edward gathered my books, on top of his books, and held them. He held out his other hand for me to grab, and I took it expectantly. "You've been out here for an hour?" he reprimanded, and I rolled my eyes.

"I can lie in bed with you for up to eight hours, sometimes more, and yet I can't sit outside when it's a little chilly for an hour?"

"That's different," Edward said, directing us to his car. I huffed, but didn't say anything. Of course this was different! I wouldn't have thrown a fit otherwise. We walked to Edward's car in silence. I clenched my free hand tightly in a ball as dread dropped on me and I had a sudden realization.

How can I forget? I have hated this day for two years now. Two years! I gasped for breath and closed my eyes. I am not even supposed to be here today! I am—

"Bella! Is something wrong?"

I looked at Edward with sad eyes. Did he even know? Did he forget too? Did the stress of my life, combined with his life, make him forget what the date was? I could have jumped for joy, only if today was September 12th. I wanted to tell him what it was, but then again, wouldn't he just feel guilty? That's worse than the feeling I am having right now! I attempted to laugh a little nervously. "I just breathed and burped at the same time."

Edward arched an eyebrow at me. I looked away, feeling a blush on my cheeks, but also a lump forming in my throat. I kept my eyes on the ground and walked beside Edward as we went to his Volvo. When we got there, Edward easily opened the door for me and then he placed our books in the back seat.

I kept my mouth shut as he drove home. I looked out the window, and Edward asked me questions periodically, and I either gave him monosyllable responses or I nodded and or shook my head.

I'm turning nineteen today! I couldn't stop thinking about it. I was feeling melancholy because of this. I'm turning nineteen! I should not be turning nineteen! Unconsciously, I rested my hands on my stomach. For a few minutes I didn't move, and then I looked down.

This so called miracle is the reason why I'm turning nineteen. My eyes opened wide in horror. I did not just think that! Oh my—Holy crow! This is a miracle, what am I thinking? If this can bring Edward his ultimate happiness… I stole a glance at my husband who was looking a little, well, he looked a little sick. After a second I realized that we were parked in front of the house. How long have we been sitting here? I was about to ask Edward a question when he whispered,

"We need to talk."

If my ears weren't so quick at listening, I would not have heard him. I couldn't utter one syllable of a word before Edward had me in his arms, and we were running to the house.

Everything was a blur. No one met us at the door, and if they did, they did so without me noticing, because I was on the couch in our bedroom in seconds. I sucked in a breath; that trip probably took all of five seconds.

"Why haven't you told me, Bella?"

Edward's eyes were so full of pain, I was taken aback. What didn't I tell him? That it was my birthday? Heck, I didn't even know until a few minutes ago. The confusion must've shown on my face, because Edward got on his knees in front of me and held both of my hands. "You never told me you didn't want to have this baby."

"Who said that?" It was all said in such a rush that I wouldn't have been surprised if Edward didn't catch it.

"You were feeling it—Jasper just told me you were feeling absolute despair and horror, and I saw you touching your abdomen." His eyes briefly flickered to my abdomen before he looked at me again. "I shouldn't have assumed—just because I'm that boy who wants to settle down and have a family doesn't mean you're that girl." He sat back on his haunches, letting go of my hands, and stared at me. "I promised that you would be changed before you turned nineteen…"

I tried to articulate my thoughts because if I opened my mouth to speak now, it would have been all gibberish. I took a deep breath and reached out for Edward's hands. His cool skin against my slightly hot one—I think I was beginning to run a fever—was soothing. "Edward," I whispered, shaking my head. I lowered my eyes to our hands, staring at our wedding bands. I could feel a lump forming in the back of my throat. I prayed that I would be able to speak around it. "I want to be that girl." A few tears landed on my hand, but I didn't move to wipe them away.

I took another shuddering breath, and then I looked up at him. "I want to be that girl to raise a family with you.

"It's just a little scary, and I can't help having doubts. I never expected to have children, especially after I met you," I finally wiped at my eyes, taking a moment to clear my throat. "You have to understand that for the past few months, I believed that I was going to be eighteen for the rest of my life. It's a shock to the system, realizing that I'm not going to be, but I don't care anymore. I truly don't. I just care about making you happy."

Seconds after I made that declaration, I was being cradled in Edward's arms. He peppered my face with kisses, all the while whispering my name. I managed to maneuver his lips to mine, and I kissed him lightly. He pulled away briefly, murmuring, "I'm so selfish."

His breath made me a little dizzy and I took a small breath before opening my eyes and looking at him. "You are not selfish. If anyone is selfish, it's me."

Edward held me tightly, and I could feel his chest rising and falling in sync with mine. We stayed that way for what seemed like forever, and then Edward pushed the hair out of my face and looked at me with his penetrating topaz eyes. "Are you sure?" he whispered, his fingers gracing my cheeks and then lips.

"I am positive Edward, I want this more than you can imagine…" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Again we were quiet, breathing in sync, and then I whispered, "I don't ever want you to doubt my decision Edward, do you hear me?" I tried to sound stern, but my voice was trembling and I could feel an onslaught of emotions washing over me. Edward hugged me even tighter and apologized for ever doubting me.

I wanted to stay in Edward's embrace for the rest of eternity, but a growl from my stomach made Edward pull away from me. He smiled and kissed my forehead. "Are you hungry?"

With that gleam in his eye, I knew he wasn't telling me something. "Edward," I said warningly, when he stood up. I clasped my hands tightly around his neck, and he just laughed. "Edward!" I said one last time before we were running through the house. My eyes were squeezed shut, head buried in the crook of his neck. I am going to have to make him make up his mind about his speed!

"One, two, three!"

I jumped at the sound of someone shouting, and I opened my eyes, just in time to see Emmett run across the room, and then I noticed that all the Cullen's, Charlie, and a cell phone were sitting in the living room.

"Happy birthday to you!"

I frowned when I heard everyone, including voices from the phone, singing. Just because it was my birthday did not mean they had to celebrate. Charlie? Isn't he supposed to be working or something? Patrolling the town of Forks and fighting crime? I would have snorted at my own joke, but I was too disgruntled. I hate birthday parties!

"Happy birthday dear Bella, happy birthday to you!"

"You look like the Grinch!" Alice giggled.

"Happy birthday Bella!"

"M-mom?" I was shocked to hear my mother's voice coming from the phone. I couldn't exactly pinpoint if it was her amongst the singing, but now that I could hear her loud and clear, I was in dire need of a seat. Luckily I wasn't standing in the first place.

"Renée and Phil! We just called to wish you a happy birthday!"

"Th—thanks." I said weakly. This was my mother who did not know that I was two months pregnant. I swallowed hard. Was I supposed to make conversation?

"Bella, we're going to have to go, but call me later, okay? We love you!"

"Love you too," I murmured. With a click, that conversation was over, and Alice picked up the phone and did something to it, probably to shut off the speaker, and then she placed the phone on the arm of the couch.

"Blow out your candle, Bella," Edward breathed in my ear, causing me to shiver. I looked up to see Esme presenting me with a cupcake. It was chocolate with vanilla icing, and it looked pretty good. There was one solitary candle in the middle, and I couldn't help but laugh when Esme held it up to me.

"Make a wish!" Emmett said excitedly.

I closed my eyes and thought hard. It took me a second to come up with the perfect wish, and I rested my hands gently against my stomach. I wish that the baby is born beautiful and healthy. With a big breath, I blew out the candle.

"Don't blow the cake across the room!" Emmett warned with a chuckle.

Finally, Edward gently set me down on my feet, and directed me to the couch, where I sat down gently. Esme handed me my cupcake, candle free, and I willingly took a bite out of it. As I savored the chocolate, I watched as Charlie left the room. My interest was piqued, until I saw Charlie walk in with a piece of baby furniture that would always remind me of my baby days.

My rocking chair. I didn't even realize that I dropped my cupcake and stood to my feet until Edward carefully placed the delicate morsel back into my hands and put his hands around me. I stared at his hands for a second before looking back at the chair. This first thing that flew from my mouth was, "Is that going to support my weight when I get bigger?"

"Silly Bella," was Edward's only comment.

Charlie laughed and I blushed. I took a hesitant step towards Charlie, and Edward let go of my waist. I hugged him, and promptly forgot about my cupcake, smearing it on Charlie's shirt, and my own. I blushed to the roots of my hair. Charlie laughed again, pulling away from me. "I guess that's my sign that I should start heading out."

"I'm sorry dad!" I said, trying to swipe away the icing. All I managed to do was smear it into his shirt.

"It's all right Bells. I'll see you later, 'kay?" I kissed his cheek and hugged him tightly.

"Thanks Dad."

Charlie left soon after, and Edward directed me to the stairs to change my shirt, Emmett was following behind us with the rocking chair. There was one thing that caught my interest that I couldn't quite believe. There was only one birthday present, and it was my rocking chair? I looked at Edward skeptically, a little frightened to go back to our bedroom. Would there be an extravagant gift up there waiting for me? I hoped not. "Did you honestly not get me anything for my birthday?"

Edward smiled at me, which put my worries at ease. "You get stressed when I get you a gift for any occasion, and you don't need stress right now…unless you want a gift?" He looked at me hopefully, but I shook my head defiantly.

"I like the chair. Who asked Charlie to bring it?"

"He brought it on his own. Edward, there is no reason as to why I'm walking behind you. I could have run to your bedroom two hundred times and back at the pace you're going." Emmett sounded clearly annoyed, and I looked over Edward's shoulder, peering at him critically. Normally Emmett was never this crabby.

"Where's Rosalie?" She usually kept him in higher spirits.

Emmett looked away from me and to the floor. Where is she? I began to panic, my heart thudding loudly and painfully against my ribs, as if it was trying to escape. In my highly emotional state and with the events of my chaotic day, I was nowhere close to reigning in my emotions.

Edward shifted me in his arms so he could look into my eyes. "Breathe Bella, there's nothing wrong! Take a huge breath." I did as he said, and I could feel my pulse begin to slow. "She's outside working on a car. She was just in the middle of fixing the carburetor on the M3 when Esme called for me. She said she couldn't come in because she was nowhere near presentable in appearance." Emmett growled warningly at Edward, I think he was trying to warn him about talking about his wife.

"Is that all?" I asked in a small voice.

"Yes Bella, why would I lie to you?" Edward smiled at me, and I lost my breath all over again. This vampire was unintentionally out to get me.

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BB/N: Happy New Year!

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Bob Bennit