I had bruises everywhere. Bruises, cuts, broken bones, you name it, I had it. I took my injuries as a sign of Edward's love.

Also, I was pregnant. That's what the stick said. Actually from here it looked like a marker. I like markers. But this was not a marker. It was a pregnancy test. It was the kind that said the words PREGNANT if you were pregnant and NOT PREGNANT if you weren't. I was confused with the color. I wonder how these wonderful little sticks could predict if you were pregnant or not. Maybe there was a psychic inside it.

"Edward!" I yelled out.

"What?" He told me. He was so fast; I barely even blinked.

"Guess what?"

"You're dying? You're gay? You want a divorce?" He asked. I laughed. He was so funny.

"No! I'm pregnant!" I think it was the last thing Edward heard before perfectly fainting. The way he fell to the floor was so hot!

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When Edward woke up, he was furious. He frowned (perfectly).

"How is this possible?" Edward asked.

"Well, it's because we love each other so very much so we had to transfer our love to another person, or else we'd explode!" I answered him happily. He grimaced.

"But I'm dead! Therefore my body should not be producing sperm cells anymore!" He exclaimed.

"But you are so overly-perfect! That's why your body still has sperm cells!"

"I fail to see your logic. Your point is invalid." He told me blankly.

"This is a good thing! I'm going to be a mommy!"

"I guess that means I'm going to be a dad." He grimaced again. "By the way, what did you tell Charlie? I mean, you're going to be gone for a long time." He asked.

"Charlie is a negligent parent. He didn't even notice that I left." I whimpered. Edward laughed and it sounded like perfect chimes of perfect bells. I laughed with him even though I had no idea what we were laughing about.

He abruptly stopped laughing. He turned serious once more. He was so moody and I find that hot.

"I must ask Carlisle about this. I'm too perfect to research this topic. Research is for common folk." He informed me. I smiled. I had no idea what he meant by common folk.

"Do you want me to go with you? I mean, without you I am nothing."

"No thank you. I'm good. No wait, I'm awesome."