Surprise! New Chapter. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, fav'd or alerted the last chapter. Hope you like the new chapter. Anyway, there is a time skip in this one. Enjoy

Chapter 1

The Fundraiser

Bella

5 Months Later

"Edward! Edward, wake up." I shook Edward awake, jumping on the bed. "Wake up."

He groaned and raised his head. "Bella? It's three o'clock in the morning. What are you doing up?"

I grabbed his hand and pressed it against my belly where I felt the baby. "I felt the baby move." I said excitedly. He looked at me and smiled when the baby kicked. "It makes it more real."

"What does?" he asked.

"That I'm actually having a baby." I admitted.

Edward sighed. "What's wrong, Bella?"

"I'm scared I won't be a good mother. I mean, I never thought about having children before. I always thought I'd be married before thinking about having children. Right now, I'm twenty-three, unemployed and living with you."

"You make it sound like living with me is a bad thing."

"I don't mean it like that. It's just..." I trailed off.

"Just...?"

"I appreciate everything you've done for me. But one day you're going to want to have your own family. I can't live with you for the rest of my life."

"Bella, I know you'll get back on your feet eventually. This is just a little bump in the road." He cupped my face in his hands and smiled. "You are one of the strongest people I know. You can do this."

"You think so?"

"Definitely."

"Thanks Edward."

OOO

I couldn't stop bouncing. "You need to relax, love." Edward said, putting his hand on my knee.

"I can't. I'm excited."

We were going to find out the sex of the baby today. The nurse called my name, asked for a urine sample, and checked my weight. Then Edward and I waited in the ultrasound room.

"Good morning, Bella. Edward, it's nice to see you again." Dr. Winters smiled. "Are you ready to see the baby?"

"Yes."

She smiled at my enthusiasm. "You know the drill." I nodded and lay back, lifting my shirt. Dr. Winters squirted gel onto my belly and I shivered. She let out a laugh but didn't say anything. Edward and I watched the screen as she moved the wand back and forth on my belly. The quiet room was filled with a rhythmic thumping. It always warmed my insides every time I heard it.

"Everything looks good." She said. "Your daughter is the right size and so are you. Your blood pressure is fine and your body seems to have all of the required vitamins. The baby's heart rate is good."

"My daughter?"

She smiled and nodded. "You're having a girl. Congratulations, Bella."

Tears filled my eyes and I looked at Edward. His emerald eyes were full of love. He grazed my cheek gently. Dr. Winters printed the pictures and handed them to Edward. She wiped the gel off my belly and I pulled down my shirt. "I'll continue seeing you regularly. In the last month before you give birth we'll be meeting once a week just to see how you're doing." She said.

"Thank you, Dr. Winters."

Edward drove us home. I couldn't stop looking at the ultrasound picture. "Are you going to tell Charlie the sex of the baby?"

I laughed. "He'll be so disappointed. I think he was wishing for a grandson."

I remembered telling him I was pregnant. He freaked out and took a lot of time to tell him I was fine.

"Hey, Dad."

"Hey, Bells. What's wrong?"

"I have something to tell you."

"Did something happen? Are you sick?"

"No, Daddy, I'm fine." I winced a little at the lie. "Actually, I'm pregnant."

There was a long moment of silence. Edward was sitting beside me. I squeezed his hand.

"YOU'RE WHAT?"

I winced. "Look, Dad, I know this wasn't what you wanted for me. It was a surprise for me too, but I'm fine. Edward's with me and he's taking care of me."

He sighed. "Do you want me to come see you?"

"It's okay, Dad. I know you can't get away from work. I'll come and visit once the baby is born." I promised.

"Who's the father?"

I winced, wishing he hadn't asked that question.

"Isabella, please tell me it isn't that Jasper character Edward told me about."

When I didn't answer, he groaned. "You can't be serious."

"Look Dad, this was as much as a surprise to him as it was to me."

"Yes, but you're the one actually going through the pregnancy." He growled. "Is he even bothering to do anything to help out?"

"Dad, it's more complicated than that."

"Stop avoiding the question. Is he or isn't he, helping out with the baby?"

"No Dad. He isn't."

Again, there was a long silence. I knew from experience that it was best to let him calm down himself than to try to convince him.

"That no good, piece of—"

"Dad!"

He grumbled incoherently and told me he had to go. Rolling my eyes, I threw the phone onto the table and looked at Edward. "Somehow, that went better than I expected."

Edward helped me out of the car and we walked into the house. "We should start thinking about the nursery." He said.

I nodded my agreement. The bedroom across from my room was empty, save for a few boxes of things Esme brought for the baby. When she found out I was pregnant, she was ecstatic. She was always hoping Edward and I would get married and have a family. Even though that will never happen, she will always think of any children I have as her grandchildren.

"Have you thought about names?"

"Yeah, but none of them seem to fit." I sighed and sat on the couch. I was hungry and cold. It was already the end of December. Edward and I opted to spend Christmas here rather than go to Forks and spend it with the family. Edward and I were attending the New Years Eve Ball at the hospital. It was a fundraiser they have each year to raise money for the children's wing.

The night of the fundraiser, I stood staring at myself in the reflection of the mirror. The dress was strapless with a sweetheart neckline. There were delicate hues of blue, green, gold, and cream, the sheer silk overlays an ivory satin lining. My baby bump was completely visible. I ran my hand over my silk covered belly and chewed on my lip.

"You look gorgeous, Bella." Edward said from behind me. I turned around and smiled. He was leaning against the doorframe, a smile on his face.

"You don't look so bad yourself." He was dressed in a traditional black tuxedo. He even attempted to comb his hair.

"Are you ready to go?"

"Are you sure I look okay?" I asked.

"You're glowing, love."

"Okay." We went to the car and drove to the hospital. The Fundraiser was exclusive and expensive. I didn't ask Edward how much it.

We arrived at the hospital after the short drive. Inside, the room was decorated and filled with people in beautiful gowns and sharp tuxedos. "Wow." I breathed. "They sure don't hold out on anything, do they?"

Edward chuckled and handed our coats.

Some of Edward's colleague came over and introduced themselves. Many of them assumed Edward was the father and, after the thirteenth person I corrected, I let them think what they wanted.

"I should put a sign on my belly saying, "this is not Edward's baby" with an arrow pointing at it."

He laughed. "I'll bet everyone here thinks you're my wife."

"It wouldn't surprise me."

"Would you like something to drink?"

"Mmm, do you think you can get me some green tea?"

He smiled. "Of course," he kissed my cheek and disappeared.

I walked around, smiling at people who passed me when I saw someone I never expected to see again. Jasper was across the room, looking handsome as always. A petite black haired girl stood beside him, dressed in a gorgeous gown. She was smiling and laughing. It certainly didn't take him long to get over me.

I sat in the nearest chair and dropped my head into my hand. Even though I knew Jasper wanted nothing to do with me or the baby, I didn't stop hoping that he would reconsider. How foolish I was to believe that Jasper could ever change.

"Bella, what's wrong?" Edward asked.

"Jasper's here." I whispered.

"He is?" I could sense him looking around.

"He's here with someone."

"I see."

"Look, Bella. Don't let Jasper get to you." Edward said, cupping my cheek. "He gave you up. It was the worst mistake he could ever make and he has to live with it."

"You're just saying that to make me feel better."

"No, I mean it." He said. "You are too good to let the likes of Jasper Whitlock get to you." He kissed my forehead. "Come on, love. Let's not let him ruin our night. It's New Years Eve. Let's ring in the new year with happy memories, not sad."

I smiled and nodded. "Let's dance. I heard dinner will be starting soon."

"Okay."

Edward and I danced and I kept my eyes on him the whole time. I was afraid that if I looked in his direction, I would feel saddened. I was not going to let him get to me.

OOO

Dinner was delicious and I ate everything on the plate. Edward would chuckle and run his hands down my arms.

"You two look so lovely together." Mrs. Gray said half way through dinner.

"Thank you, Mrs. Gray." I learned from Edward that Mrs. Gray was the wife of Dr. Gray, the hospital's Chief of Surgery. I was quite surprised how charming Dr. Gray was. He doted on his wife and it was obvious he adored her.

Mrs. Gray said she had a niece about our age. She was here tonight and wanted to introduce us.

"Ah, here she is." Mrs. Gray crowed. "Isabella, this is my niece Alice Brandon. Alice, this is Isabella Swan and Edward Cullen."

I forced a smile, immediately recognizing her. She was the one I saw with Jasper. That was just fabulous. "It's a pleasure to meet you Miss. Brandon." I said.

"Alice, please." She laughed. "It's nice to meet you, Isabella."

When I didn't answer, Edward immediately spoke. "I see you're here with Mr. Whitlock. Are you two close?"

"I would say so." She laughed. "He and I are together."

My heart dropped.

"Congratulations."

"So, Isabella, how far along are you?"

I swallowed my distaste. "Five months." I said through clenched teeth. She didn't notice my disdain.

"May I?"

"No!"

Everyone looked at me, save for Edward.

"Sorry. I just don't like people touching my belly." Especially her.

"Aw, that is always the case." Mrs. Gray laughed.

"Alice, what are you...?" Jasper came up to the table and immediately caught sight of me. He trailed off, looking from me, to my baby bump, to Edward and back again.

"Hello, Isabella." He said stiffly.

"Mr. Whitlock."

He turned away from me. "Alice, would you like to dance?"

"I'd love to."

I looked away and sighed quietly. Edward ran his hand down my arm in a comforting manner. I lost my appetite and felt drained.

As midnight drew closer, I felt more and more sick.

The countdown started as Edward and I danced.

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"Happy New Year!"

Edward kissed me on the forehead and wrapped his arms around me. "You ready to head home?"

I nodded my consent.

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