A/N: I don't own Twilight- although the original plot line is mine.

This chapter is definitely a functional one… I'm not entirely happy with it but I think it's as good as it's gonna get right now… feedback and suggestions would be welcomed The next chapter is better I promise

Chapter 5- Tests

I launched myself off the paper-covered bed and into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I pulled my shirt up, my jeans down, and I saw a small but well-defined bump protruding from between my hips that somehow had escaped my attention until now. I gasped in shock and moved my hands instinctually to cradle the small, newly developed bump. As I wondered at the small but significant change in my body, I felt another small nudge. I started putting the pieces together - the nausea, my exhaustion, my appetite and the small bump that was now moving. I finally settled on the only possible explanation. I was pregnant with Edward's child. The only problem was the fact that it was excessively early for any of this. My body shouldn't even be registering that I was pregnant yet. I shouldn't have a small baby bump already. I knew I had to get out of there and make sure. Then, I would have to figure out what to do about this new development. I started to breathe quickly and my heart was racing. I had to leave before the school nurse had a chance to examine me. It would bring on a slew of questions that I could not answer.

I ran out of the bathroom and ran smack into the nurse. She looked at me in shock and then her look morphed into one of concern. I could read all over her face that she saw how broken, frantic and messed up I was. She looked at me, waiting for me to explain myself. I took a moment to calm myself down so that my voice would come out steady.

"I have been feeling horrid the last few days. I guess I'm not quite over it. I'm just going to go home before I get worse," I quickly said.

Before she had time to respond or try to examine me, I walked as quickly as I could towards the door. The nurse at first seemed like she wanted to stop me but seeing the determined look on my face, she allowed me to go. I walked out the door and to my ancient truck; once I was out of sight of the school, I pulled over and started sobbing, shaking from my tears. I was almost certain that I was pregnant and my problems were growing exponentially.

As I settled down, I started to figure out what I needed to do. The first thing I needed to take care of was confirming what I already knew. So, I started driving towards Seattle. I knew I could buy a pregnancy test in town, but that would start conversations that I would rather avoid. I had briefly considered Port Angeles, but I didn't like the idea of being there on my own, especially after I had almost been attacked there. With my luck, this would be the time I would get hurt, and so I settled on Seattle.

The drive was pure torture. My mind was whirling a million miles a minute, trying to figure out what to do. Ironically, the one family who might be able to help me had walked out of my life completely. My pain grew as I thought about my missing family. Carlisle would be a comfort and help. He would pour himself into research about my condition. Esme would hug me and fret over me, worrying more than my own mother could. Alice would be bouncing around the house, picking out a small wardrobe for a boy or a girl. Jasper would- well I didn't want to think about Jasper. It brought back too many memories of my failed birthday party. Rosalie would be excited at the idea of having a baby around since it was the thing she wanted more than anything else in the world. Emmett would tease and pick on me, but be sweet when it counted. He was really just a big softy, and Edward would… I gasped and started to shake as a new wave of tears swept over me. Even thinking his name was so painful sometimes that I could hardly keep it together. I desperately needed the family, my family that I would probably never see again. The family I wanted so desperately to be a part of but had left me behind.

Finally, after an excruciatingly long drive, I arrived in Seattle. I wasn't fussy; I found the first drug store that I could. I walked in like someone on a mission. The store's staff gave me a wide berth as I searched out what I needed. I grabbed a small basket and put three different pregnancy tests in it. I didn't know how well they would work taking into consideration that if I was in fact pregnant, the baby might be nothing that these tests had been designed to look for. I paused as I passed the refrigerated drinks and added two large water bottles to my basket. The middle-aged woman behind the counter gave me a brief but concerned look while she rang up my purchases. I ducked out of the store as quickly as I could, tightly clutching the bag that was going to change my life, one way or another.

I was originally just going to go find a bathroom somewhere and get it done and over with, but as I drove through Seattle, I thought about it and decided that checking into a hotel would be a better option. If the result was what I thought it was going to be, I needed to have some time to process it before I headed back to Forks and Charlie, if that was even what I was going to do. Finally, I rolled into a cheap but decent motel and checked in. The two young women at the front desk looked at me with even more concern than the store clerk had when they saw that I was lacking luggage, but professionally took care of me. Once I had made it to my room, I turned on the TV, trying to drown out the shouting in my head, while I drank as much water as I could.

Finally, after about an hour, my body was screaming its need to use the bathroom at me. I took the tests into the bathroom and used them all. The next two minutes were the most excruciating of my life. I hadn't felt any more movement from my stomach since I had decided on this route and I was hoping that I had just been imagining it. If I wasn't pregnant, it would allow me to grieve for my loss and then someday attempt to put my life back together alone. The only thing that was distracting me from that grief was the idea that I might have someone else's life to consider that would matter more to me than my own. Finally, the longest two minutes of my life were over, and I took a breath to steady myself before looking at the results.

I had intentionally bought three different kinds of tests, because I wanted to make sure that I got an accurate result. However, my thorough nature had really just proved to be a waste. All three tests vividly and completely told me that I was very pregnant with what could only be Edward's child. I stood there in shock, until I registered that there were silent tears streaming down my face.

I don't know how I got off the bathroom floor and to the bed, but I woke up there a while later. I glanced over at the clock, realized that I had been there overnight and that Charlie would be frantic with worry. I went to go grab my cell phone and call him to let him know where I was. I found his number in my phone book and then froze. How could I go back to Forks? What was I going to tell Charlie? What was I going to do with my obviously abnormal pregnancy? Who could help me with the birth of this child without things getting extremely awkward and risking the revealing of the vampire world? I sunk back down onto the bed and contemplated my options. Charlie and the people of Forks could not handle what was going on with me, but I wasn't sure how to disappear so that Charlie wouldn't come looking for me. I knew after considering many scenarios that my only logical choice was to go find the Cullens' friends in Denali since they would be the only other vampires out there who wouldn't want to eat me for lunch. The Cullens had mentioned them often enough that I felt like I should be able to find them with a little bit of luck. I realized that I couldn't take my truck and just drive to Denali; Charlie would follow me and demand an explanation. Besides that, I wasn't sure my truck would make the drive. I also realized that I couldn't really fake my death at this point. I wouldn't know what to do to make it convincing enough for Charlie to believe it. Finally, the best possible plan solidified in my head. It wasn't a perfect plan, but Charlie, and anyone else who might care to look, would have a hard time finding me. I was suddenly thankful that I had the sense to pay for my tests with cash and not my bankcard. There would be no way for Charlie to figure out why I had disappeared. Now that I knew what I was doing, I was almost peaceful. Once I made a decision, I would carry it through, no matter what the end was.

First, I checked out of the hotel. This would be the last place that I would use the name Isabella Swan, except for the bank. I still had my college fund, which should allow me to purchase a cheap car that would make it to Alaska and the Denalis' who were the only other clan of vegetarian vampires that I knew of in existence. I made my way to the bank and pulled every cent from my account.

Just as I was finishing the transaction, the teller looked up at me and said, "Miss, I am going to need to verify your ID one more time please."

I reluctantly handed the cashier my ID again and frantically thought as she examined it. Charlie had already put a watch on my account.

After a brief moment, I gushed out, "There is a watch on my account right? That would be my dad, the chief of police in our small town. I decided, spur of the moment, to get out of town for a few days. My b-boyfriend left me and I just needed some time to myself. I will call him and get it removed from my account."

The teller looked at me expectantly and I realized that I was going to have to make this phone call here so that she would believe me. Taking a couple deep breaths, I pulled my phone out and slowly found Charlie's number. I was in luck - the phone rang and went to voice mail. Charlie must not be home, but out looking for me. Still, I knew he would be checking his messages often.

I took a slow and controlled breath in an attempt to make my voice sound normal and said, "Dad, I needed to get out of town. I need some time to myself to deal with the Edward situation. I am fine and I will be home in a couple days. I love you, Dad."

With every ounce of my control, I hung up the phone, turned it off and looked expectantly at the teller. The woman behind the counter wavered for a moment and then reluctantly handed me the money in my account.

I walked as quickly as I could out of the bank as soon as the transaction was finished. Then I climbed into my truck and drove it a few miles away. Still attempting to control my tears, I climbed awkwardly out of the cab and left the truck unlocked with my keys in it. Charlie would find it and think something had happened, since this was such a strange way to leave my car, or it would be stolen and he would have a hard time tracking it down. I walked as swiftly as I could to a bus stop and waited for a bus. Once the bus arrived, I rode it until I saw a car dealership and then pulled the cord to get the bus driver to pull off at the next stop so I could get out.

After three long and annoying hours, I was driving away from the car dealership in a used PT Cruiser that seemed to be in good shape. I opted to pay a little more for the model that had more power behind it. I liked the unique blend of old style mixed in with the modern lines. I had always admired these vehicles and had wanted to own one at some point. I loved my truck, but if I had picked out a vehicle for myself, this is what I would have chosen. I was even more excited at the fact that it was a deep dark purple. It was so dark, I was pretty sure once the sun set it would look black. If someone had figured out what I was driving, the difference in color at night would help me keep from being noticed. The last thing I wanted was for my dad to show up in Alaska with me lying on a couch surrounded by vampires and extremely pregnant. On my way out of town, I stopped at a mall and spent a couple hours shopping. I knew I was going to need some clothes, and so I picked up the warmest clothing I could find without spending all my money. I wandered into the bookstore and picked up cheap copies of a couple of my favorites, one of the standard books on pregnancy, and a set of detailed maps, so that I would be able to find the Denali wilderness where Tanya and her coven lived.

Leaving the mall, I realized that night had fallen. I walked swiftly towards my new car and stashed all of my finds in the back. Then, I started up the car and drove towards the Alaskan wilderness.

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