Hi everyone, I know it's been a LONG time since I posted a chapter. I wanted to apologize for that. I've been SUPER busy with RL. It's been kicking my butt! Also, I wanted to thank my friend Melissa for the great story ideas and help with some of my writing.

Reviews are love! Please let me know what you think of this chapter. It took a long time to write and get out what I really wanted. So letting me know what you think of it would be greatly appreciated.

On with the story….

EPOV

The past few weeks went by quickly; Bella and I were almost inseparable. We were either at my apartment or hers, but either way, we always stayed the nights with each other. Things couldn't have been any better. I was starting to fall for Bella; and fall hard. I just couldn't get enough of her.

I had just gotten home from Taekwondo for the evening, and I needed to grab a quick shower and get ready to head to Bella's. I wanted to dress comfortably when I went over, because I always needed a little extra room to breathe. I remembered that I left my loose cargo pants in the dryer, so I wrapped the towel around my waist and went to the laundry room to retrieve said pants.

"Tanya!" I startled as I crossed into the living room. Sitting on my couch, snuggled under the covers and flipping through the TV channels was Tanya looking like she was right at home. "What are you doing here?" I could feel my anger rising. I wasn't sure what she was doing here or how she got in, I was sure I took her key when she left.

"Eddie, I missed you," she said as she jumped up to wrap her arms around my bare chest.

"Tanya, what are you doing here?" I growled as I pulled out of her grasp.

"Oh, Eddie," she said as she began to sob. "I just missed you so much, and I see now that we are meant to be. I want to move back in and make things like they were."

"No, Tanya, we aren't getting back together. You can't move in." I said trying to keep the bile that was rising in my throat at bay. I needed to get her out of here and then I definitely needed to get the locks changed.

"Eddie, you don't mean that. I know we had a few bumps but we had something special." She stroked my arm, looking up at me through her lashes. I assumed that was her trying to sexy, but it was just coming off as psychotic.

"Tanya, I have a girlfriend now, and we," I gestured back and forth between us as I looked in her eyes, "are not getting back together. I would appreciate it if you would leave," I said as I lead her to the door.

"Girlfriend?" She spat the word out like poison.

"Yes, my girlfriend. You have that Jake guy and I have my Bella. Now you have to go," I said ushering her through the door.

"Eddie, we are supposed to be together. Jake was a mistake, I see that now. You and I were in love, and our love has given us a baby."

The fuck?

I stood in the doorway clutching my towel around my waste as Tanya look at me with a devious smirk. I couldn't believe what she said. I started counting back to when we were last together. If she thinks it's my kid, then she would have to be…

"Eddie, I'm four months."

Yup, that sounds about right. FUCK!

"He's yours. Remember the last time we were together, it was so magical and special. You came home from work and I was waiting for you in bed. You remember?" She looked up at me again, and my world started spinning. I remembered the last time we were together alright. She was waiting for me and after pitching a major bitch fit I placated her to keep her from going full on crazy. I went through the motions and got it over as quickly as possible, just so she would leave me alone for the night. I thought I'd used a condom and I know she was on the pill. How could this have happened?

"Tanya, I remember", I said through gritted teeth. I just kept thinking about how this could be possible. How this could have happened.

"Oh, Eddie, do you see now? You see we are meant to be together? We are going to be such a happy family. Unlike the family I had growing up." She said as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I felt numb.

"You're the only person in my life, since my parent's died, you're all I have" she said as she rubbed her hand across her belly. "Well, now I will have our baby too. Don't you see Eddie, we have to be together. I can't raise our child by myself."

I started feeling dizzy with all of this. It just seemed unreal to have her standing here telling me I was going to be a father. The father to her baby. Then I started thinking of her episodes. This child would be a product of her. How could she handle raising a child on her own? I've heard from my father stories about his patients dealing with post-partum. I even read up on it in college for a term paper. How mental illness can be increased with post-partum depression. My mind suddenly began to fear for this life that I couldn't even fathom as being real yet. But I knew that she would not be suited for raising a child alone.

"Tanya, calm down, ok? I just need a little time to absorb all of this." I pulled away from her and began running my hand through my hair. My thoughts went to Bella and how she would handle this news. How could I tell her? How am I supposed to be with her if I'm going to be the father to another woman's baby? How am I supposed to tell Tanya that I want the baby to be safe, but I don't think it will be with her?

As I turned back to Tanya I could see the look in her eyes. "Eddie, we have to be together. If we can't be a family, then I just….," she trailed off as tears filled her eyes.

"Just what, Tanya?"

"I just can't alone, Edward! I won't do that to our baby!" She said escalating her voice. I needed to control this situation. Regular Tanya was crazy enough, hormonal Tanya…I just didn't even want to think of the possibilities.

"Ok, Tanya, calm down. Please? I don't think it would be good for the baby for you to get upset." I tried soothing her to maintain the situation.

"You're right Eddie. See you're going to make a great father." A sickly sweet smile crossed her face.

Oh God!

"Oh! And the best part is that I brought my stuff back so I can move back in tonight. Isn't that great?" Tanya said as she started towards the door.

"Wait, Tanya…" I started and her face contorted again and I knew I had to stave off another fit. "Let me get some clothes and I'll help you."

Oh God, what have I gotten myself into?

After helping Tanya bring a few of her clothes and things back into the apartment, I sat down at the kitchen bar placing my head in my hands. I couldn't understand how this whole thing happened, and how her crying has somehow warped my brain into thinking I should let her back into my life. I knew that the baby needed a father. I grew up in a stable home with both of my parents. Tanya's parents died just before she turned 13. Obviously, that did some major damage to her psyche. I felt an overwhelming need to protect this child that I created. But at the same time, how was I supposed to get out of this with Tanya? Did I want to be one of those fathers that only sees the kid on the weekend? I had so many questions and so little answers.

Tanya said she was tired after the long day she had, so she laid down in my bed and was fast asleep. I couldn't take all of this and I needed to clear my head. It was information overload and I was hanging on by a thread.

"Tanya", I whispered into her ear. She stirred but she never full awoke. "I need some things from the store, so I will be back soon. You just sleep, ok?"

"Mm-hm", she lazily replied. I didn't want to chance waking her fully, so I headed quickly to my car. I needed to drive around and think for a little while. Figure out which way was up again.

After driving for about hours, and beating myself up completely, I made my resolution. I just hoped it was the right one. Weighing all of the pros and cons of staying with Tanya and raising a child, versus, having her end up harming herself and/or the baby, I knew what I had to do. I could deny myself and play house with Tanya. Thoughts of suing for custody went through my head. I'm sure I wouldn't have a hard time proving her to be unstable. But could I separate a mother from her child? That seemed so wrong to me. Tanya wasn't such a bad person, when she was happy. If I was going to do this, I would need to make sure she stayed happy. I just wasn't sure I knew how to do that. In the end, all my thoughts revolved around making sure this baby had the most stable, happy life. I needed to protect him.

Making my way back through the town, I pulled into the familiar apartment complex. My heart pulled in my chest and I could feel a lump in my throat. I knew that I was denying myself that I could deal with, because I needed to be a man. I had to do the right thing. I had to take responsibility for my actions. I just didn't know how all of this would play out with Bella. I knew I couldn't hurt her, but at the same time, I knew I was going to. I walked up to her door and knocked. Still feeling the bile rising and my stomach was doing somersaults. Bella opened the door with a concerned look on her face.

"I thought you were coming over a few hours ago. I tried calling, but I just got your voicemail." She said as she let me into her apartment.

"I know, I'm….sorry. We…need…to talk."