Sorry this has taken too long to write, life got busy and all our stories have been forgotten for while, unfortunately.

You might notice that this chapter has changed tense, yeah that's my (Abbie) fault. I am actually now planning to go through and not only edit the whole story but change the tense to match the past tense that is used in this chapter. I hope that's not too annoying, its just past tense is easier to write, most of the time.

This chapter is focused on Alice and Jasper, the next will be Edward and Bella, and then Rose and Emmett :)

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Recap of Chapter Nine;

I suddenly feel very vulnerable without my sister in the room to stop mum asking serious questions. She pulls her chair closer to mine and whispers quietly

"What's wrong honey?"

I can't stop the tears as I try to lie and tell her

"I'm fine"

"No your not."

She gets up out of her chair and bending down beside mine, she pulls me into an awkward hug.

"You haven't seen Jasper all weekend, you're talking to Bella again and you're fighting with Rose. I don't understand. Something's wrong and I can't figure it out. Mary-Alice you can tell me anything, no matter how bad, you know that right?"

I look straight into her eyes

"You promise you won't be mad, that you won't shout?"

She hesitates but after a second or two she nods. I take in a deep breath before blurting out,

"I'm pregnant."

Chapter Ten

~ Fight for You ~

Alice.

"Oh god, say something."

Mum sat frozen, the only sign that she was still alive was her chest rising and falling with each unsteady breath. It was a painfully long time before she moved. She simply stood up, without saying a word and left the room.

"Mum?" I called after her, I wasn't sure why but this non-reaction was even more frightening than if she had yelled till she was blue in the face. She came back into the room, responding to my call. She held my coat in her hand, and was wearing her own. Somehow I knew what she was planning, but I had to ask.

"Where are you going?"

She didn't meet my eyes as she spoke, "We're going out."

Yeah, I had gathered that, I thought, as I rose from my seat. She handed me my coat, and I began to panic. Surely she wouldn't go over to their house, right? She wouldn't be that evil? That cruel?

Apparently she would.

"Mum, please, I'm begging you! Don't do this!" I begged, as we approached my boyfriends home. I'd been silent most of the way here, hoping that would make things better, if I kept my mouth shut. But I couldn't stay silent any longer. I wouldn't let her tell his entire family, before I even got the chance to tell him myself. It wasn't fair on him to find out this way.

"Mum, please! Please, just don't do this!" I cried, tears falling heavy and fast. I couldn't get a hold on them, which annoyed me. I despised crying, it made me seem weak and I wasn't weak. I still couldn't stop though. Mum marched up the driveway, and my heart stuttered in panic. This couldn't be happening.

The door bell sounded, and I nearly took off. The flight instinct inside me was fighting me, one half of me told me to "run," the other told me to stay put. Carlisle answered the door, and I waited on the bottom step, keeping a reasonable distance between my mother and myself.

"Mrs Brandon? How can I help you?"

Carlisle was so polite, he didn't deserve the rant that was about to smack him in the face.

"I would like to speak with you and your wife, if that's alright? Concerning my daughter and your son." My mother explained, and Carlisle moved aside to invite her inside. It was then that he saw me, guilty and ashamed, hanging back at the bottom of his front steps.

"Perhaps, you had better come inside too dear."

I swallowed, and took a deep breath. I really didn't want to do this. This conservation was going to be worse than medieval torture.

Carlisle lead us into his upstairs study. I followed after mum, as she followed after Carlisle. Edward spotted me as we walked through their house. I was partly glad that it was him, and not Jasper. Jasper would be seeing me too soon as it was.

"Are you alright?" Edward mouthed, looking concerned. I shook my head, and moved my gaze to the ground. Edward would have enough problems of his own as soon as he found out about Bella. Although, when she had left my house, she had gone home with a look of determination in her eyes. I had a horrible feeling that she was going to put an end to her pregnancy, without even telling Edward about his child. If I found out that that was the case, I would have to tell him. I couldn't let her make that kind of decision without even telling him. It was right, and it sure as hell wasn't fair.

"If you would both take a seat, I will go and fetch Esme." Carlisle said, his voice calm and polite.

I flinched at the thought, Esme was as much my mum as the woman sitting next to me, I was dreading her reaction to the news she was about to receive. Carlisle was just about to leave, when my mum spoke up, "I would bring your son, too. This concerns him also."

Carlisle nodded, and disappeared through the doorway. My heart was now firming in place, in my stomach and I still couldn't stop crying. The time it took for Carlisle to gather the members of his family that were needed, took longer than I would have ever thought it could, or maybe the anticipation of what was to come just made it seem like a longer time.

I couldn't look either of the Cullen's in the eye, as they entered Carlisle's study. I would have expected Jasper to come to my side, but either the fact that I had ignored him all weekend and all day today at school, or that my mother regarded him with a sober and angered mood, kept him at a distance. I was partly glad for this, but also saddened by it. I needed him near me if I was going to make it through this in one piece.

Carlisle directed Esme to the seat behind his desk, and he stood behind her, while Jasper lingered somewhere in between the four of us. Esme surprised me by speaking first, "Mrs Brandon, you wanted to speak to us?"

I felt my mother stiffen in the seat beside me, and I tensed up myself waiting for the impact of my secret to hit them all.

"My daughter has something she would like to tell you all."

What? I thought, No! I'm not telling them!

Anger surged through my veins, "So you dragged us all here, just to chicken out and try to make me say it? I won't do it!"

Mum turned to look down at me, "I brought you here to admit to them, what you told me. Now, Mary-Alice, do as you are told, and tell them all what you told me."

I shook my head, and stood up and said, "You can't make me say anything."

"Sit down, Mary-Alice. Now."

I really wished that she'd stop calling me that. I hated that name, my name was Alice, it had been since I was very small, and I wasn't sure why, but something inside me snapped. Snapped at her, for all the horrible things she had done to me, bring me here being the main one, "Stop calling me that! It's not my fucking name!" I yelled, down at her.

Breathing heavily, I suddenly became very aware of Jasper, Esme and Carlisle behind me. I turned, and apologised, "I'm sorry for wasting your time, but I won't tell you all like this. It's not right," I moved my eyes unto Jasper, who was frowning with worry, and continued, "especially not you. I think it's best if I tell you alone first."

A sudden wave of courage overtook the anger, and I walked over to him.

"Can we go upstairs, its important."

He nodded, and took my hand.

"Get your hands off my daughter!" Mum yelled, rising out of her chair to tower over me. Jasper let go instantly, and backed off.

Esme rose with delicate grace out of her husbands chair, and spoke with underlying anger.

"I suggest, Mrs Brandon, that you never speak to my son like that again. Unless you wish for me to remove you from my propriety. Now you can either sit down, and let Alice and Jasper have a moment alone, or you can leave. It's your choice."

I watched, impressed, as my mother retreated back to her seat, without a word. I took up Jasper's hand in my own, and smiled over at Esme.

"Thank you," I told you, truly grateful for her defence.

She nodded at me, "How your moment, but we will need to discuss whatever is occurring at some point, my dear."

I nodded, still smiling, and tugged on Jasper's hand. I felt myself breathe easy the second we left the study. I took us up the next flight of stairs, to his room. He was silent, until we sat beside one another on his bed.

"What's wrong, Alice? What did I do? You haven't spoken to me for days! You ignored all my calls! Please, tell me what's wrong before I go insane!"

I spent a few uneasy minutes contemplating how best to phase it. In the end, I couldn't decide on any way in particular, so I just tried to answer his questions.

"You didn't do anything, this is neither of our faults or both, depending on how you want to look at it."

He studied my face for a minute or so, before prompting me to continue by saying, "but...?"

I shallowed, and whispered so quietly, I was pretty sure he wouldn't hear me. "I'm pregnant."

"What?"

I couldn't be sure whether he was asking 'what?' too, either he hadn't heard or he had and he just couldn't believe that he had heard it.

"I'm with child." I said, a little giggle escaping me at the old fashioned statement. The laughter soon died in my throat, as the reality of the situation set in. Depending on what option we chose, we might be parents in a few months time. I couldn't barely take care of my cat, how would take care of a baby?

I looked up into his eyes, took hold of his hands and finally admitted, "I'm scared, Jazz."

He pulled me towards him, pulling me onto his lap, and held me tight.

"It'll be alright, Alice. I'll look after you, I promise." He said, and I felt his hand rubbing my back gently.

"I'll look after you both." He amended, and I felt my heart swell. I started to cry again, as I snuggled up against him. I hadn't slept in days, and I suddenly felt so exhausted. I felt myself slipping into sleep, and I didn't have the energy to resist it.

Jasper.

I felt her breathing calm, and even out against my chest. Admitting that to me, must have lifted a huge weight of her chest, which I was glad about, except that it now rested on mine. No matter what she said, this wasn't both our faults. It was mine. I had brought this about, and if I was honest I was surprised she hadn't come to me sooner with this news. After, our first time, I had known it was a mistake to have continued without protection. That it had been a risk, but I had friends that continually slept with their girlfriends bareback, and they never got into this situation. Or at least, they never let on that anything bad had happened.

Once I was sure, that Alice was asleep, I gently moved her off of my lap, and onto my bed. She needed to sleep, if not for herself then for our child. I gulped at the thought, our child! We're still in our teens, and neither of us are even legal yet, how could I have been that stupid? To take that huge risk, because a couple of my friends claimed to have done it and survived without repercussions. I would have to tell her that this wasn't her fault, because it wasn't, not even a little bit. She probably wouldn't accept that answer, however, and we would have to just agree to disagree on the subject.

A more frightening, and daunting task lay ahead of me, this evening. Being a dad looked like a walk in the park, compared to this. I moved up off the bed, as carefully as I could. I didn't want to wake her up when she had only just dropped off to sleep. I left her to sleep, and I went downstairs to face my family, and her mother. Their was an eerie silence in the study when I opened the door, and re-entered the room. All three adults turned to me, and I felt the colour drain from my face. God, this was terrifying, no wonder she'd been crying so much earlier.

"Where's Alice?" Her mother asked, the moment she noticed that Alice wasn't with me.

"She's upstairs, she fell asleep. She needs to sleep, so I left her up there. I'm sorry if that interferes with your plans to make her feel as bad about what's happened as possible." I snapped, this woman was supposed to be Alice's mother, so why put her through all the shit that she had. I turned to my parents, and felt so embarrassed and ashamed of what I had to admit to them. I wasn't really sure what I would say to them. Putting it simply seemed like the easiest why to go about it. I took in a deep breath, and prepared myself for their reactions.

"Mum, dad, er...Alice is...well she's...she's er..." I stuttered, damn this was hard. The words I wanted to say aloud hovered at the base of my throat but refused to leave. I was too afraid of what they would say.

"Alice is what, darling?" Mum asked, getting up out of dad's chair. She came over to my side, and stood in front of me, blocking out the other two adults that I knew where still there. I shallowed back my cowardices and spoke to mum, and mum alone.

"She's pregnant."

Tears sprang to mum's eyes, and I suddenly got the feeling that this was what they had been expecting, since Alice and her mother had turned up here tonight.

"It's OK, Darling. It'll be alright. You matter what you decide, we're here for you." She said, and hugged me tight. I felt my own tears spring to my eyes, but I fought them back. I was scared of what was happening, but unlike Alice's mother, mine was standing behind me, and that in turn meant she stood behind us both. I felt so reassured as she hugged me, everything would be OK.

"So that's it? Your not even going to punish him, for what he's done to my daughter?" Mrs Brandon yelled, getting angrier by the second. Mum released me, and turned to Alice's mother, "Why should I discipline my son, when grounding him or taking away his privileges, will not change anything? What is happening, is happening, whether I punish him or not. Whether they chose to keep their child or too -"

"Oh, Mrs Cullen. If you really believe I'm going to let my daughter keep that bastard child, then you are mistaken. Her father would turn in his grave. No, I will not let her do this." Alice's mum interrupted mine, and her words sparked something inside me. A feeling, an urge to protect both Alice and the baby, "You won't make her do anything."

"I'm her mother, until she is 18 what she does is my decision, and I have decided, their wont be a baby. This pregnancy will be terminated at the next available appointment."

My heart sank at her words, because she was right. I couldn't stop this. Alice would never have this baby, and knowing her mother, I would never be allowed to see her again. If Alice wanted to have an abortion then I would be OK with it, but it wasn't right that her choice, our choice, was being taken away from us. I went to defend my girlfriend, but my father calmly replied to Mrs Brandon, saying words that brought me a new sense of hope. Maybe this wasn't over after all.

"Mrs Brandon, you say you have a right to decide whether your daughter terminates her child, you don't. The decision doesn't lie in your hands alone, that child is half of my son, and therefore, half of ours, his decision. You will not proceed with anything, that he doesn't agree with, unless you wish to hear from our lawyers."

Her face went red, and she yelled at my father, "Oh I see what this is, you and your baron wife can't have your own children, so your making your sons procreate for you. I will see your lawyers in court, Mr Cullen. Now where is my daughter, we are going home."

Outraged didn't cover how I felt at her words. How dare she insult my mother? How dare she insinuate that we'd done this on purpose? I felt my mum's shoulders shaking with emotion, which emotion I wasn't sure.

"Alice is resting. Once she is ready, I will escort her home. Now, get out of my house before I personally throw you out." Mum said, never raising her voice. I could hear the tears that choked her calm tone, however, and I wanted to rip the vile woman in front of me apart, for daring to talk to my mother like that. I would stay calm though, for Alice's and mum's sake.

Mrs Brandon looked like she wanted to argue her point further, but she saw some sense and our house was soon free of her. I sank into one of dad's armchairs, and sighed, "I feel like I've aged a decade in the last half an hour."

Mum didn't smile, but she came over and ran a tender hand through my messy blond hair.

"Good, you're going to need a few years on you, if we're going to get through this."

I looked up at my parents, and I couldn't have been happier that they had chosen to adopt me, I really couldn't have gotten better parents. Dad was already on the phone, instantly calling our family lawyers. I was really hoping that this wasn't going to end up in court, for Alice's sake more than my own. It was going to be hard enough coming to terms with all this pregnancy shit without court battles making everything that little bit worse.

"Is it alright, if I go check on Alice?" I asked, and mum nodded. She went over to dads desk, and held his hand as he pressed the phone to his ear. The picture they made showed me what I wanted with Alice at some point in the future. I smiled, a small smile, and left the study, going upstairs to Alice. She looked so peaceful as she slept. She had no idea of the trouble that was brewing because of a few cells, that would, with any luck, have the chance to be our kid.

Since I was young I had wanted a real family, and it wasn't until I was adopted by Carlisle and Esme at aged 7 that I had thought I had that family. I had been wrong, yes I loved them like parents and Emmett and Edward like brothers, but that was never really a real family. Now what I had right here with Alice and the extra, this felt more like a family than anything ever had in the past.

Alice lay on her back, and I watched her chest rise and fall, as she slept. Temptation over took me, and I couldn't stop myself from very gently raising her shirt. Her stomach was as flat and smooth as it had always been. There were no visible signs that she was in fact pregnant, but a new strange emotion filled me, and I whispered towards her stomach.

"I don't know if you can hear me, or if you even have ears yet, or whatever, but I just wanted to say, Hi, er I'm Jasper by the way, in case you were wondering. Erm yeah, well basically I just wanted to tell you that I got your back, and I'm gonna do my best to keep you safe. Sometimes me and Alice, you know Alice, we might not always want you while you're in here, but I just want to tell you that that doesn't mean that we don't care about you. I know that I do, already, even if I feel like a complete dork for admitting that. Not that you know what a dork is, but don't worry, I'm sure it will make sense when you meet your Uncle Edward." I couldn't hold back a quiet laugh, this all felt surreal. I felt like a complete idiot for talking to my girlfriend's stomach, but I had things I had wanted to say, in case I never got the chance again.

"I'm sorry if I'm getting on your nerves or anything, but I just don't want you both to leave without at least saying a few words to you. Well, I've said pretty much all I wanted to say, and I'm sorry if its not enough, I'm not really that good at this sorta crap. Anyway, I better shut up now, before Alice wakes up. She's a right grouch if she doesn't get enough sleep, I'm sure you'll see that side of her at some point. Well, night then, try and be strong for Alice's sake, OK? And don't make her too sick, she really doesn't like vomit."

Alice stirred, and I gently replaced her shirt back down. I wasn't sure how but she seemed to know that I was nearby. She rolled onto her side, and I pulled myself up onto my bed. If this was the last time I got too see her, I wanted to make it count. She cuddled up to me the moment I was within reach, and I held her tight, never wanting to let her go again, but knowing that I may have to do just that. Not without a fight, I thought as I kissed her forehead, and watched her fall further to sleep in my arms.

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