The world of Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. I like to play in it. In this story, I wondered what would have happened if Bella was worried enough about Carlisle and Edward's attempt to save her by aborting the baby that she felt compelled to flee the household to save her unborn child. Who would have helped her? How about a homeless girl in Seattle and the youngest member of the wolf pack?

This story takes place during Breaking Dawn, and occurs after the honeymoon, as Edward and Bella return home early from Isle Esme after they learn she is pregnant.

Chapter 9 – the Big Reveal for Bree, and serious problems with the Pack

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(Bella's POV)

Seth goes out every night now, looking for deer. He keeps his human form when hunting just as he does at all other times. It would be easier for him to hunt in wolf form, but he can't risk changing, as then Sam could give him orders. Bree sleeps with me. I cannot get out of bed on my own to get to the bathroom, so Bree has to haul me out of bed every time I need to go. Seth carries me upstairs during the day for a change of scenery.

It must be getting close to time to go back home. I feel I'm big as a house, and the baby is getting stronger and more restless. It's as if she doesn't have enough room inside me, and so she is moving around, trying to find a way out. I pat my stomach and promise her "soon."

I can't wait to go home and see everyone, especially Edward. I no longer even know the date. How long has it been since we left Isle Esme?

As I'm sitting up in bed, waiting to get up enough strength to wake Bree and face another waddle to the bathroom, I suddenly get a deluge of text messages, all marked urgent.

The most worrisome is from Jake. "B – I hear u r with seth. U must get away now. Do it, don't be stubborn."

OK, he's sure one to talk about stubborn.

But there are also messages from Carlisle and Jasper.

Carlisle – "you must tell me where you are, you cannot stay with seth, please dear listen for the safety of your baby."

Jasper – "darlin' – this has got to end, you cannot stay with the wolf, he is a danger to ur baby."

This makes no sense to me. What are they talking about? They are the danger to the baby! Is this some kind of a trick to get me to reveal my location?

Almost against my better judgment, I call Jake.

"Bella," he answers with relief, his familiar husky voice sounding raspy and desperate. "You must listen to me. Let me take Seth's place. I have split from the pack; you are not safe with Seth…"

"Why not," I counter. "He's the gentlest, most reliable wolf pack member I've met. He isn't crushing on me or ordering me around, like the rest of you. And what has happened? What do you mean you split from the pack?"

"Is it true, what they're saying?" he blurts out, interrupting me. "Are you really carrying the demon spawn?"

I pause, realizing word has gotten out. "Jake, that's just cruel. I am pregnant with a beautiful baby girl. You're just going to love her when you see her. And if you're going to talk like this, I'm going to hang up. I'm safe. I'm with Seth in a place you'll never think to search, and I'll be home soon anyway." I decide to hang up without letting Jake say anything else hateful.

Just then Seth comes into the chalet, carrying a bag and a dark jug. I can guess from the sloshing noise what's in the jug. I turn off the phone and turn to Seth. "Good hunting?"

"Yes," he replies, holding up the jug with pride. "And man, did I get text and voice messages. I turned my phone off when I got close to the herd of deer. Just a minute ago when I turned it back on, I'm looking at like a zillion text messages. Mom called, I'll call her back first."

"Seth," I say, looking at him carefully, "It appears something happened back at LaPush. I don't know what. I got tons of texts too, and I just spoke with Jake. I hung up on him when you came in, but he knows I am pregnant."

"Better check in with Mom, then," he says worriedly.

I feel guilty. Here's this young boy, all of sixteen, out here in this resort far from his home and friends, guarding me. What if this isn't a trick, coordinated between Sam and the Cullens? What if something is really wrong? What if Jasper or one of the other Cullens catches up to us? Will they do something to Seth? I fear he would be an easy target given his age and inexperience, separated from the pack.

Just then I get a really strong kick from the baby. "Ooof," I exclaim, bending over from the sudden pain.

Seth snaps his phone shut, and both he and Bree run over to me, worriedly.

"I'm ok, she's just growing stronger all the time," I say with pride, trying to shift to a comfortable position.

"I think I heard a rib crack," says Seth. "We may need to call Carlisle…"

"I've had plenty of experience with cracked ribs," I snap back, not meaning to be rude, but I'm so tired. "As long as I can still breathe, the doctors would just tape my ribcage. Please give me a few minutes." I focus on my breathing and after a short time I decide I'm ok. No need to call Carlisle yet.

I look between the two of them and then say, "Seth, I think it's time to talk to Bree." Seth nods. "Do you want to start, or should I?" I ask him.

"You start," he answers. "After all, you found her, though I'm glad you did," he adds, smiling at her.

Bree blushes and then begins in her direct way "Tell me what? It's about time someone tells me something!"

"Well," I begin, taking a deep breath. "I'm not married to a cop. I'm married to someone or something else."

"I knew it," said Bree excitedly. "You're married to a ninja."

That pulls Seth and me up short. We exchange glances and then look at Bree. "Ninja?" Seth and I say at the same time.

"How else do you explain the speed of that guy in Seattle, the one who got from the parking lot to the roof that last day at the hospital? I just didn't know ninja babies grew like this," she says, patting my stomach.

"Actually, I'm married to a…vampire," I say and wait.

"For real? Get out!" says Bree, her eyes dancing with excitement. This is not reaction I was expecting. I was expecting either utter disbelief or a gasp of horror.

But Bree continues to surprise us, as she turns to Seth and asks, "Are you a vampire too?"

"No," he replies, "I'm something else. But before I tell you, let me show you something." He flashes up the stairs, grabs food from the kitchen counter and is back in seconds. Nicely done, I think, just as long as he didn't scare her too badly with this display of immortal speed.

"Cool!" exclaims Bree. She's as calm with the news as I was when I confronted Edward with my knowledge in the early days of our relationship.

"I'm a werewolf, but I don't shift just during the full moon. I shift when I get angry," Seth tells her. "Eventually, I will be able to shift whenever I wish, but right now, I'm still learning control."

"I've never seen you angry," says Bree. "Change for me, I want to see!" she says, clapping her hands.

"Been working hard on that, you see, when I shift, I have to follow my pack leader's commands, and he wants me to bring Bella home," Seth replies.

"OK, will you show me sometime later then?" Bree asks.

"Anything for you," he says.

I want to gag, but who said teen lovers spoke in anything other than clichés?

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