I am the fold, in the wake

Watch me push her back and break

I lose all my friends, and wash away

All the fractures I've displayed

But we still, hold on.

-Sounds Under Radio; All you wanted

BPOV

I knew I had only seconds to act before Edward did something absolutely horrible. He was dialing a number and in an instant, I snatched the phone from him and hit end. He looked at me as if I had lost my mind, maybe I had, but I knew what him announcing this would do to him... to us. I couldn't allow that.

"Edward, let's think about this first... you haven't really thought this through." He was shaking his head and reaching for the phone, but I held strong and moved off his lap.

"Isabella... stop this. I know what I want to do, I'm tired of having to live in fear... we shouldn't be hiding this news, love. I don't want to hide you."

I wanted to hand him the phone right then and there, but I knew I shouldn't... I was in work mode now, and in this one particular instance, I knew more than he did.

"Baby... just listen to me okay? My professional opinion is to wait this out... we need to spin this correctly so that it comes out in your favor. If you just go out there tomorrow and say I'm pregnant, what do you think the press will say? They will write up their own ideas and they'll probably be right..."

He huffed and cocked his head to the side to signal he was listening. I smiled at his irritation and began.

"They'll know you were fired because of me... they'll know your grandfather doesn't approve of us." He ran his hands through his hair and groaned, but I continued on. "Now please know I'm not saying this next part to hurt you, but it's something we have to factor in... I'm fifteen weeks pregnant, Edward... and for the last seventeen, you've been romantically linked with Kate Menelin..."

I could hear my own voice drop at that, but I tried to be strong. He was with me now. I was about to connect the dots for him, but he grabbed me and carefully sat me on his lap again. I didn't fight it... I liked being there far too much to try moving. We stayed quiet for a long while and he rubbed my back and would kiss my hair, my forehead and my nose. A few moments later he broke the silence.

"Your right... and I'm sorry for that. I wish I could deny that last part, but I can't." his words were very soft and repentant. When he finished, I felt his arms squeeze me gently once more. He wasn't perfect... I knew that, and it didn't stop me from loving him... It didn't stop me from wanting him.

"I'm a big girl, Edward. I knew what I was getting myself into." That didn't seem to make any difference to him though, because he was shaking his head before I had even finished the sentence.

"I knew I loved you, Isabella... and when I realized that, I should have been a man and faced my family head on. If I would have, then all those ridiculous women they had set me up with would have never happened... this issue about Kate wouldn't be happening."

I honestly didn't want to know the details, but as if he read my mind, he started with that.

"I have never touched her, Isabella... never kissed her, held her or even saw her." I'm sure my mouth was hanging open, and there was no doubt a sign of disbelief all over my face, and instead of leaving it alone, he kept going.

"She was my date for functions... that was all. Nothing even remotely happened... I didn't want her."

As much as that should have brought me comfort, it didn't. I knew him... truly knew him. And the fact that he hadn't touched her didn't mean that he hadn't touched anyone else. I tried to push that thought away, but I wasn't fast enough. He gently tilted my face up to meet his eyes.

"What are you thinking about that is making your face so sad?" He really wanted to know, and I knew he wouldn't let this drop. He was being so honest, and I needed to be too..."

"Edward... you may not have been with Kate, but... you were...with..." I didn't get to finish that pathetic sentence, because he was clutching me to him as hard as he would allow himself and his voice was breaking as he apologized.

"I hate that I did this... you've only ever loved me! I didn't treasure that... I should have, but I was an idiot... god, Bella... I will never stop trying to make this up to you."

I didn't want the easy going night we had just had to disappear completely, so I did what I could to lighten the mood. "I know how you can start..." I whispered into his chest. He pulled back with the most serious face I had ever seen him wear. It was as if he were being given mission impossible. I smiled and whispered happily. "You can get me some ice cream..."

A smile broke out over his face and he held my face gently as he kissed me slowly. I was ready to forget all about ice cream, but he pulled away just as I had begun to shift on his lap. I could hear his heavy breathing and the small chuckle coming from his lips as he moved me to the side and got up.

"The baby wants ice cream Isabella... we can pick up where we left off when little Cullen's needs have been met." He laughed the whole time and I found myself smiling right along. I was happy, and even if I had to be alone in the beginning of this, he was with me now... and I was going to let myself be happy.

When morning came, I rolled out of bed and felt the hell that was morning sickness. It hadn't been so bad recently, but today it was making a comeback with a vengeance. I was sitting in front of the toilet and doing my best to keep quiet, I didn't want to wake Edward and have him come in and see me like this.

As I dry heaved for what felt like the hundredth time, I felt a warm body take a seat right behind me then warm hands gathered my hair. I was about to tell him to go... that I didn't want him to see me like this, but then he was cooing to me... one hand fell to my stomach and he began cooing to it.

"It's okay, love. I'm here..." As much as I didn't want him to see this, I couldn't deny the fact that it was nice to not have to go through this alone. And I realized just how un-alone I was when I stepped outside and was met with flashing cameras and reporters. I froze there on my porch and weighed my options on the whole fight or flight situation. What exactly did they know? How did they know where I lived? And most importantly, how did they know I was attached to Edward?

"Ms. Swan! How long have you been having an affair with Edward Cullen?"

"Were you aware of his relationship with Ms. Menelin? Are you getting any sort of compensation from this?"

"Isabella when did you find out you were pregnant?"

"When is the baby due?"

"Do you know the sex? What are you hoping for?"

"Isabella how did you tell Edward?"

"Will there be wedding bells in the future?"

And the hits just kept on coming. I faintly heard the front door open and when I was aware enough of my surroundings, I heard Edwards voice beside me as we began walking. "Just hold on to me, baby. Don't stop moving."

I did what he asked of me and tried to move with a sense of urgency, but the reporters were blocking my way and making it hard to move. I tripped over someone's foot and held on for dear life to Edwards arm. He caught me before I fell, but when I looked up into his eyes, I could see the fire building inside of him. I had to stop him before he committed public image suicide.

"Edward just help me get into the car... I need you to drive me." I figured that keeping him near me would give me the opportunity to talk some sense into him. When we made it to the car, I buckled up and then Edward was beside me.

"Edward, what is happening? I thought we were going to wait?" He looked so stressed and flustered and it made me feel terrible for not starting out more understanding.

"I didn't do this love... this wasn't me." He took a deep breath and took my hand into his as he drove. "How are you feeling, Isabella? About everything they said... their ridiculous questions."

To be honest I hadn't put much stock into what they were saying at the time, but I wouldn't deny that when they said I was having an affair with him on Kate, that it hurt. I was still so flustered though, that I wasn't able to say that right.

Instead I rested my head on the head rest and tried to relax. I should have known better than to do that.

When we arrived at my office, the same image met us out front. Fear ran through my body and then my blood went cold. Everyone would know... my colleagues would know.

The toast and jam that Edward had fed me before I had left this morning was making attempts to exit my body, but I fought it. I was not going to have a picture of that plastered all over the Chicago Tribune.

I looked out into the crowded entrance and I knew I had a choice to make. Either I could get out of this car right now and hold my head up when I walked in that office, or I could have Edward hit the gas and we could flee to the nearest airport and head to Forks... I have to say, it was the first time Forks, Washington sounded better than being here. Edwards's voice broke through my musing and asked me that very question.

"What do you want to do, Isabella? Tell me what you want to do, and I'll do it."

I looked at him for a moment, then out to the crowd but as I did, Jessica's face was smack dab in front of a reporter and her expression was one of complete and utter disbelief. I snapped back to Edward and realized he looked just as sick as I was.

"Isabella... if you don't let me announce this myself, then there is no saying what Jennifer over there will tell the reporters... she only knows what my grandfather has told her to say."

Who the hell was Jennifer? I looked out into the crowd to see if the crew was cornering anyone else, but it was only Jessica. I put two and two together quickly and snorted at his error. I didn't know why he not knowing her name brought me so much happiness, but it did. Maybe it was because she led the Mary attacks on me, maybe it was because she was so damn pleased with herself for becoming his personal PR rep, either way, it made me smile while in the moment of absolute chaos.

"That's, Jessica... your PR rep..." he rolled his eyes and then pulled me into a kiss. It was sweeter than what I was used to from him, but I welcomed it all the same. When we broke away, I found myself faced with the same issue as before. One look into Edwards's eyes told me he was still waiting for my answer as well.

"What have we gotten ourselves into?" I whispered. He just smiled and then reached out to touch my stomach.

"I don't know, Isabella... but I know that I want to go through it with you." I was absolutely speechless. I nodded my head and before I could blink, he was out of the car and approaching my side. I could hear the reporters calling for his attention as soon as they spotted him.

"Edward what about Kate?"

"Edward did Kate know about Isabella?"

"Edward, Kate was just quoted this morning as saying that you two are in the beginning of a new relationship together. Is this still true?"

I felt my stomach fall at the mention of, Kate. I knew all too well how I was going to come out looking when this was all said and done, but hopefully she would come out and back up Edwards story, it was the only way I could see this ending well. I was still thinking about that when my door was opened and I was again face to face with my own personal Adonis. He was so sure of himself, so absolutely certain. I could see it in his eyes... he wanted to do this, he didn't want to wait a second longer.

I could hear Jessica faintly in the background responding to a question that was directed at her. All I could make out was that she laughed a little when someone asked her to confirm Edward as the father of my baby.

I wasn't the only one who heard it either. Edwards head snapped toward her direction and the fire that had been burning through him when he was standing up to Charles was back. Before I could actually blink, I was tucked in beside him and we were in the center of what I could only call a shit storm.

Again we were assaulted with questions but this time, we weren't going anywhere. When they realized that little fact, everyone was quiet. I looked up to see Edwards face and was met with the calmest version of himself I had seen to date.

"We were going to wait to announce our news so that we could enjoy it alone for just a while longer, but since that is no longer an option, I would like to officially say that Isabella Swan and I are expecting our first child." I felt the air leave my lungs at that moment, but it wasn't because I was regretting this, it was because he was so absolutely proud. HE continued with his statement as I watched on with awe.

"Isabella and I have been together since the Bryce/Cullen Merger Gala. I was immediately taken with her and since that time the two of us have been in a relationship. Now I am sure many of you have questions on the time line... and let me assure you that appearances can be deceiving. I have not now nor ever been in a relationship with Kate Menlin, and that farce is directly responsible for my parting with Cullen Inc. Now if you'll excuse me, Isabella needs to get to work and I need to get busy planning for the future. Thank you."

And with that, we were through the glass doors and Edward was walking with me to my office. We were watched by everyone... the secretary, my colleagues, even the interns. By the time we made it through my office door, I was completely exhausted.

"I need to go, love. I'm sure my father is going to catch the ramifications of this, and I want to be there with him when that happens." I could only nod my head and blink as I absorbed what all had just happened. I was just about to kiss him goodbye but I heard a scoff from my door. I looked to see who it was and was met with the disgusted expression Jessica was wearing. I didn't get a chance to comment, because Edward beat me to it.

"Your face is gonna get stuck like that if it hasn't already." I held back a chuckle and Edward kissed me deeply before kneeling and kissing the baby.

"I'll pick you up for lunch, sweetheart. Call me if you need anything."

I watched him walk past Jessica with absolutely no regard and when he was gone from my sight about seven different people came walking in and asking questions. I was about to ask them to leave, but then an eighth person popped up and from the looks of his face, I would need to be calling Edward back here sooner than lunch.

"Ms. Swan, can I see you in my office please?" I watched Darren turn and walk out of my office and as I stepped forward to follow him, my morning sickness returned.

This was not going to be an easy day.