I woke up shivering as the sun shined on my bare back. The events of last night came flooding into my head. Looking up I first saw Edward's chest was now a bloody mess from my tears. Looking up more I saw Edward staring at the ceiling with his hands behind his head. He looked back at me with amazement. "Are you OK?"

Confused I looked at myself to see no bruises on me though I saw the scraps of black lace on the side. "There goes my pajama." I shrugged, not really caring.

"Too bad too, I liked that one," he mumbled. I turned back to him. "Any other casualties?"

"Well, I am going to have to buy Esme a new head board." He replied, gesturing his head to a pile of wood pieces. "Hmm, you think I would have heard you do that."

And then he began chuckling. "No Bella, you did that." I gasped, I broke the wood? "Seems like your dream was very intense, though you did not tell me."

I hid my face. "I guess I more of, showed you."

"Oh." He sat up, cradling me in his arms. "Really."

"It was a very good dream." He chuckled and kissed my forehead. "You had me worried there for a minute."

"I'm sorry." "Just don't do it again." He got up to take a shower and wash off my tears, allowing me to sit in my own horror as I remembered the dream. I called him Delix in my dream. Why? And he called me Isabelle. Was it another vision? Or was I looking into the past at a moment Isabelle and Delix shared together? It was all too confusing. "Bella?" I shook my head and headed to the shower to take my shower.

"You've been drinking a lot more blood than usual." He pointed out as I threw another pouch away.

"I guess it's this place that's messing with my appetite," I shrugged. "But I like it here, how long can we stay?"

"We can stay as long as you like, but for Anabell's sake another week might be the best." I chuckled at the thought of her home bugging everyone on when we were coming home. "That sounds good."

Before he could say anything he sighed and looked at the door at the same time I heard footsteps outside. "That's the cleaning crew Gustavo and Kaure." I nodded as he went to get the door. When the man came in he smiled politely and left but the woman stared at me with fear before leaving. I looked at Edward confused. "Kaure is part Ticuna Indian and she grew up more superstitious. She suspects what I am or close enough," he didn't seem bothered.

"She looks scared."

"She is, for you. They have their own myths about us, calling us "Libishomen." A demon that preys on beautiful woman," he leered at me.

I chuckled, now understanding. "She's even more scared now that she thinks you too have become one of us with your red eyes. I had to explain you put contacts in." Shoot, I forgot about them. He smiled. "So what should we do today, we can go hiking."

I shook my head. "No, I'm tired of outside. I just want to sit and watch a movie."

He smiled, holding in a laugh. "Alright, pick a movie." He pointed to the huge row of movies on the wall. Looking through I grabbed a random movies that had people with frilly dresses on when I felt him wrap his arms around my waist. "Very human." He murmured against my skin.

We heard a gasp and turned around to see Kaure with a bunch of feathers in her hair, staring at us with wide eyes before mumbling something in Portuguese. Edward replied back and she left. "She was thinking what I think she was thinking." He nodded. We put on the movie and laid on the couch.

I felt myself drifting in and out in Edward's arms until I woke up to Gustavo and Edward talking followed by the door closing. I got up and went for yet another pouch of blood. "So, are we alone now?" I asked when I was finished. Edward smiled, kissed me, and led us to another bedroom.

The next morning I woke up to an empty bed. Looking around I found a note addressed to Mrs. Cullen in Edward's handwriting.

If you happen to wake up and I am not back do not worry. I just went to the main lands to hunt. Go back to bed and I'll be there when you wake up. I love you.

No surprise. It has been about two weeks since we've been here and I have been drinking blood in front of him. I could not go back to bed so I got up and began walking around the house until I made it to the kitchen. I was not craving blood, which was a surprise. Finding no interest I walked back to the room and fell asleep.

Edward's soft hands on my head woke me up but also an uncomfortable feeling in my stomach. "Morning sunshine." He said.

I could not concentrate though as the feeling got worse and I leaped out of bed and into the bathroom as I vomited blood. "Bella?" I heard him in the background as he held my hair. "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine, just give me a minute," I wasn't fine but I did not want him in here as I puked blood. "Not a chance Bella."

I turned and glared at him. "Just go." He took a few steps back in fear and I saw in the mirror my eyes were a bright red and my fangs were sticking out. What the hell? When my fangs went back in I stared him apologetically. "I'm sorry."

He helped me up and on the bed. "What happened?" His voice full of worry.

"I don't know, maybe I had too much blood." That sounded like a reasonable excuse. He didn't think so and continued asking me questions until the pain came back and I ran in the bathroom; this time I closed the door so he did not have to see. I vomited some more blood and felt empty. "Keep this one alive." I turned to see Isabella looking at me with a frown.

"What are you talking about?" I stood up as she walked up to me. Staring deep in my eyes she placed her hand on my stomach. "This. It won't be easy as you have repeated history. You're only hope is to keep this one alive." This one? Before I could reply something kicked me rather violently on the inside, making me gasp in pain. This one? No, this could not be.

"Bella, can I come in please?" Edward asked from outside. He didn't wait for my answer as he entered the room; me still staring at Isabella. "Bella what's wrong?"

I spoke softly, more to Isabella then him, "the crying, the constant blood craving, this." Isabella nodded, answering my unspoken question. How in the world… "Bella, please, what is going on?"

There was no way that all this should happen. Edward's a vampire, I was a vampire, why was there a small neat bump in my stomach. "Edward, I don't think it's from too much blood." His eyes followed my hands and he froze right there, turning into a perfect statue.

I turned to Isabella, "Bella, you're pregnant."

The phone rang. Edward was still a statue so I had to answer it. "Hello?"

"Bella, are you alright. Where's Edward?" Alice frantically said in the phone.

"He's right here." I answered the second question.

"Mommy what is wrong, Alice can't see you." Anabell shouted. "Here's Carlisle."

"Bella?"

"Hey Carlisle."

"Is everything alright?"

I turned to Edward. "I don't know; can vampires go into shock?" "What happened?"

I looked back at Isabella who was still standing, watching me. "Carlisle, this is going to sound crazy but, I'm pregnant." When I said that something moved inside of me, making me gasp from the sudden pressure, "Carlisle, something inside me moved."

Edward lifted his head, thank goodness, and held out his hand. "Here's Edward." I handed him the phone. "How is this possible Carlisle?"

"I am as clueless as everyone here Edward. According to Ashton and Anabell, Bella should not have the reproduction organisms when she was turned."

"So what is it?" Edward almost growled.

"I do not know. Come back immediately and we will do tests to figure this out." Edward said yes and hung up the phone. He began packing immediately, darting around the room as I continued staring at my stomach in the mirror, unable to wrap everything in my head.

"Kill the baby, you die too." Isabella said in a threatening tone. Baby. Inside me was a baby, Edward's baby. "Don't make the same mistake my mother made Bella, be a lot smarter." With that she disappeared.

Through all this I did not notice Kaure walk in and gasp with Edward behind her. She began shouting things in Portuguese as Edward talked back in a desperate tone. "What is she saying?" I asked.

"Just, some of her legends, she may have something to say." Edward replied, listening. Kaure then walked up to me and touch my stomach. The baby kicked again. "Morte." I knew enough to know what that meant and somehow it made me anger.

I hissed at her, showing my fangs and she jumped back. Edward pulled her to the other side and the two left to room. How dare she say that to my baby!

Edward came back, stressed, back all our stuff and soon we were leaving the magical island behind.