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Bella's P.O.V.
Jacob arrived a few hours later as Carlisle and Edward prepared the operating room, a.k.a. Carlisle's office. I was nervous, and my palms were sweating. Alice, Jasper, Esme, and Jake were all at my side in the living room. Rosalie went to who-knows-where because she couldn't stand it, me having my baby removed. God, not even I could stand it. But Jacob was encouraging me, promising that it'd all be over soon. I was already dressed in a hospital gown, waiting for Edward to come and get me.
"Don't worry Bells; it'll all be over soon. You just relax, alright?" Jacob asked, his dark eyes staring at me seriously.
I shrugged. "Just promise that you'll be there when… it happens," I whispered.
Jacob clenched his jaw. "I promise, honey," he answered sort of forcible after a minute.
I nodded and the swallowed back the lump that had begun forming in my throat.
The Edward appeared at the bottom of the staircase, so very stoic. Too stoic. It reminded me of the time that he'd left me for my 'safety.' "It's time." he came over and took me up in his cold arms and in a few seconds had us up stairs in Carlisle's office. I gasped when I saw that it had been converted into a hospital. I mean, they had everything there; a hospital bed, IVs, a bunch of utensils to operate on a a metal stand, and everything else seen in a hospital room.
Edward lay me down on the hospital bed and suddenly Carlisle stood over me with a needle in his hand. "Alright Bella, I'm going to go ahead and give you a bit of sedatives now. You'll be out for a few hours with these, so you'll be awake long after everything is done," he explained.
I gulped and nodded, offering him my exposed forearm. Carlisle grimaced to me in apology and then inserted the needle in my skin expertly. I felt the slight prick and then fluids were entering my body. Carlisle taped the IV down and then Edward handed him something. It was a anesthesia mask to knock me out quicker. Carlisle accepted it and slipped it over my face. Then they put the fingertip pulse device on my finger and the machine beside the bed reported my beating heart. It was beating at twenty miles per second. I was breathing in rapidly. I looked around and saw that Jacob stood by the door with his arms crossed tightly over his broad chest. He looked pained as he stared at me. When he caught my eyes, he forced a smile to his face and gave me a half hearted thumbs-up. I smiled slightly.
Then a cold hand wrapped around my free hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. I looked over and saw Edward, looking sad. I squeezed his rock hand back. Then the edges of my vision began t blur and my lids got heavier and heavier. I tried to keep them open.
But I was out within seconds.
Edward's P.O.V.
"Are you ready, son?" Carlisle asked me, his voice sympathetic. He held the scalpel in his hand.
I clenched my jaw, aware of the mutt in the corner of the room. "Yes," I answered softly. Honestly, though, I was not ready. Ii didn't want to cause any pain to Bella. I knew that I was saving her from the monster inside of her, but I was going to have to open her up, god damn it.
Carlisle nodded. Then he lifted the Bella's gown to expose her swollen, bruised stomach. I clenched my hands into fists and then flexed them. Then we began the operation.
It was painful to do what I did, but it was necessary. The scalpel couldn't go through her womb; it was as hard as vampire skin. I had to act fast, so I bit through it, ignoring the sweet taste of her blood.
Then the monster was exposed. The moment I saw that thing I just wanted to kill it. I reached in and pulled it out, handling it roughly. Carlisle cut the umbilical cord and then I turned the thing toward me, ready to harm it beyond repair. But the moment that I saw its face, it became impossible. Inconceivable.
Because the "thing "looked like an ordinary child, a very beautiful one at that. I gasped.
Jacob's P.O.V.
I couldn't take it. I just couldn't. As soon as they started cutting, I was out of the freaking doors. I knew that I'd promised Bella that I would stay through the whole thing, but she couldn't force me to watch all of that. It was too painful. I went to down stairs and sort of grunted. Then I punched the wall closest to me.
Edward's P.O.V.
It was a boy. He had Bella's beautiful pale creamy pallor and dark red-brown hair that could only be mine. His eyes were open, and I was so astonished at their color, because I hadn't seen it in nearly a century.
They were my eyes, a deep green.
The boy looked like a normal newborn baby, maybe just a little older. The strangest thing was that he didn't cry. He just stared at me curiously with his big eyes. I was so surprised that I nearly dropped the warm creature. Then I heard his heart. His actual beating heart.
Could this baby be human?
"Carlisle," I whispered.
"That is… fascinating. He looks just like you,"
"He does? Call Esme. I know that she can handle him," I ordered, already taking off my shirt one-handedly and wrapping it around the child.
Carlisle didn't stop sewing up Bella as he answered, "Edward, you know that she won't be able to kill it, let alone deal with all the blood," he answered.
I looked down at the bloody baby in my arms, "That wasn't what I meant…"
"You can't mean… you want to keep him? "
"I don't know," I growled, frustrated. Then I sped downstairs to the living room where Esme, Alice, Emmet, Jasper, and apparently Jacob sat.
"Esme, can I have a word with you?" I spoke in a clipped tone.
Every single vampire in the room stiffened at the smell of blood. Jacob turned to look at me. When he saw the child in my arms, he became livid. I read every single of his hate-filled thoughts. Then I realized that he wasn't mad at me he was mad at the baby. He still thought that I was going to kill it.
Esme nodded and was at my side in a second. She knew that I wanted to talk privately, so we ran outside and deep into the woods where they could no longer hear us.
"Edward, what's wrong? May I see…?" she reached for the baby in my arms. I read her mind and I knew she'd be able to handle the strong, delicious scent of blood. I handed him over to her.
She gasped as she saw him and caressed his little cheeks. "Oh, Edward, he's beautiful. Maybe you don't have to kill him," I could tell that she was instantly in love with the baby.
"That's what I wanted to discuss with you-"
"Edward! Give him to me!" Rosalie was suddenly in front of us, beyond angry.
"Shhh, Rosalie. We're not going to kill him .In fact, I need your help," I said urgently.
Then I told them the plan that I'd formed in a matter of minutes
*End of Chapter 5! I hope you guys liked it! Please leave your comments. There's more to come :)*