DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM TWILIGHT. THEY ALL BELONG TO STEPHENIE MEYER.

Royale Toure – you asked some questions in a review, but I couldn't answer them because it was an anonymous review, so I'm going to answer them as best I can now.

Where is Tanya? Is she in jail? Tanya was placed in a nice big shiny box and dropped off a cliff in La Push XD As most of you had expressed you wanted something along those lines to happen to her.

What about Jacob? Jacob will be making a reappearance soon. Not gonna say when.

Does this story have a happy ending or is Edward really going to die? No comment on that one. If I answer it will give away the rest of the story.

One thing I will say though is that both the endings I have written will be posted. One will be the real ending and the other will be an alternate ending. Not decided which ones which yet though.

BPOV

The last month or so had been great.

The twins were healthy and growing, starting to make themselves known at around eighteen weeks. Now they hardly stopped moving. Edward was amazed every single time, still overjoyed with the fact that he was going to become a father. He had never thought that he would get to a point in his life where he would become one, and it was just so incredible to know that I was able to give him his one wish in life.

He was doing amazingly back at school. He had been a bit tentative and nervous for the first week or so, while the gossip about us being married had still been going strong. I had to thank someone I used to call a friend, Jessica, for that one. It was clear she was jealous, and I couldn't help but feel a little smug about that.

After those first week or so, he had begun relaxing when we were in school. He still wasn't allowed to partake in gym, but most thought that that was because of his heart – thank god we had been able to quell the news about his eating disorder before it had become ingrained in people's minds. They knew about the heart attack he had suffered, so falling back on that as the excuse seemed like the right way to go.

Carlisle had sent in a medical note for me, saying that for medical reasons that he was unable to disclose, I would not be able to partake in gym any further. I had begun showing around four weeks ago, and now I had a bit more of a protruding belly. Belly Bells is what Jasper had taken to calling me. I didn't mind. I knew that it wasn't something meant to upset me.

Thankfully, nobody had discovered my pregnancy yet, which I found incredible seeing as I was in a school full of gossip mongers, expanding by the day. Well, maybe not that rapidly but still, I was getting pretty big, pretty fast. It wouldn't be long until everyone knew about Edward and I expecting. But then again, I didn't really care. The only reason we hadn't told anyone before now was at my insistence. I would never tell him, but I didn't want to run the risk of something happening to Edward.

Call me protective or whatever, I don't care. Maybe its just my maternal instincts coming through.

I had been verbally challenged by Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory more than once since returning to school. To be honest, the last time was just plain funny.

Flashback

I made my way out into the main area of the bathroom, rinsing off my hands and splashing a little water onto my face. I was hot. Too hot for the middle of November. It had to be my hormones or something. Whether or not this was natural, I wasn't sure. I'd ask Esme about it when I got home today.

"Well, well, well, what have we here?" An annoyingly nasal voice said from behind me. I sighed, knowing who it was immediately.

I lesuirely pulled a paper towel out from the dispenser and dabbed my face dry with it, throwing it in the waste paper basket on the floor beside me before I grabbed my bag and turned to face the two little harpies that stood in my way.

"Lauren! Jessica!" I gasped in fake surprise. "I didn't even realise you were there. You really shouldn't be sneaking up on people like that you know."

"Whatever, loser." I smirked at her lack of ability to come up with an actual insult. "We know that you knew we were there. It's obvious."

"Yeah." I placed a finger on my chin, pretending to think for a second. "Maybe it was obvious that I heard you. But you two obviously didn't get the memo: I'm not interested in anything you two skanks have to say." I had no idea where that came from. It must be the twins giving me a little helping hand.

"Who are you calling a skank?" Lauren gasped, seeming disbelieving of what I just said.

"Um, you two." I pointed between the two of them.

"Well, at least we're not the ones who schemed her way into a fake marriage." Jessica smiled smugly.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, looking between the two of them. They really were clueless weren't they?

"You and Edward. Duh!" Lauren said, making her seem even more blonde than before.

"And your sham marriage." Jessica still had that smug smile on her face and I wanted to just slap it into oblivion. I wouldn't let them see how much they were aggravating me though.

"So you think my marriage is a sham, huh?" I looked between the two of them. "This wouldn't be because he shot you both down at the beach party would it? Or maybe because the two of you have been throwing yourselves at him since we've been back at school and he's not even considered looking your way? I think it might be those."

"Whatever." Lauren sneered, scrunching her nose up at me. "It's obvious that Edward will get bored of you sooner rather than later and when he does, he'll have a real woman to see to his needs."

"By 'real woman' you mean village bikes, yeah?" I looked at the two of them. "I'm going to say this once, and only once. Stay away from Edward. If you don't, I cannot be held responsible for my actions, or the actions of Edward's sisters. Because I can tell you now, they're just looking for a reason."

I smirked at the two of them, casually stepping between them as they stood there gaping at me like morons. This behaviour had to be because of the babies.

End Flashback

Needless to say, Lauren and Jessica stayed away from Edward, me and the rest of the Cullens since I made that little threat.

Doesn't take much I guess.

And that wasn't even the best part of the month. Oh no, not by a long shot. The best bit? I think you can guess at what that is, can't you?

Pregnant sex.

There are not words to describe it. And let me tell you, Edward is more than willing to meet my desires. Hell, he's a teenage boy whose hormones are on a par with mine. Since when is he even gonna say no? I hope he never does, because I don't think that I could live without getting some of that on tap. Hmmmmm……… I wonder if I could persuade him into the janitors closet? I wondered, gazing out the window, yet focusing on what I was planning on doing to my husband when I got the chance. And these last few months, I've had a lot of time to imagine. I wonder if he'd be open to……Stop it, Bella! You're sat in French! Stop it! Pay attention! Oh, thank god he's not in this class with you. He'd know exactly what you were thinking about.

That was one of the mortifying things about being in the same classes as your husband. He knows exactly what each and every facial expression, every fidget and every sigh means. And fuck me, did he use it to his advantage. The other day he actually said no! And everyone knows that my Edward has such an incredible poker face that I thought that he was being serious. I very nearly took him out of commission when I found out that he was only joking, but then I thought, I like that part of him too.

So I didn't.

I managed to sit through the rest of French without slipping back into a daydream about undressing my husband. Much, anyway. I managed to pull myself out of it before it got down to the nitty gritty stuff that could prove to be embarrassing later on.

I walked out of my classroom to find Edward standing there, waiting for me, just as he always was. I reached up and pulled him into a long, deep, lingering kiss, feeling him smirking slightly against my lips.

"Daydreaming again, were we, love?" He murmured into my hair as we started walking towards our next class.

"Maybe." I mused, looking around as we walked. He looked down at me, eyebrows raised and I looked up at him. "Alright, yes. Okay? I was daydreaming." I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest, being careful not to illuminate the bump directly underneath. I would have to thank Alice for her 'not-so-maternity-looking maternity clothes' as she'd called them. I swear she could have called them something else, but whatever. All I cared about was that they didn't call any attention to it.

"May, I ask, what about?" He whispered in my ear as we walked into History together.

"Nope." I answered, popping the 'p' as I slid into my chair, behind my desk. I leaned over to whisper in his ear. "Because you'll be getting a full demonstration later." I gently sucked on his earlobe, feeling him stiffen at my words.

"Now, love." His voice held a warning tone and I giggled, sitting back in my chair. "That's not fair and you know it."

"I don't care." I giggled, winking at him before facing the front of the classroom. I heard his growl slightly in frustration and I had to hold backa smirk. Just as he knew how to push my buttons, I knew exctly which of his to press. They weren't hard to figure out if you paid enough attention. Or, if you were me, at least.

"Class." The teacher called us, as we all lazily looked to the front of the classroom, not really caring what the teacher had to say. "Today we begin our annual student transfer programme with La Push High School." I rolled my eyes. This was something the two schools did every year. Why they bothered was beyond me. It seemed that everyone from the different schools knew each other anyway. So why bother. At least, why don't they do the exchange with some school that isn't so close. I don't know. "So I'd like you to welcome him to the class."

He stepped back and the large indian – as they all were down on the rez – stepped into the room. I looked over to see who it was, more importantly, to see if it was someone I knew, when I felt my anger rising as Edward placed a hand on my knee, trying to soothe me. It wasn't going to work this time. Why did he have to come here? He knew what would most likely happen if he did. And now he was standing there smirking at Edward and myself as though he'd won the lottery.

Jacob Black.

EPOV

School hadn't been nearly as stressful as I thought that it was going to be. Even though there were some who hadn't taken too kindly to Bella and my news of what happened over the summer, most of the students in the school left us alone. Nothing really mattered to them. Mostly they saw it as being someone else's life, so they should be able to do what they pleased.

There were a couple such as Mike Newton, Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory, who weren't too pleased that Bella and I were married. Jessica and Lauren had accosted Bella a couple of times, trying to get her to find some fault in our relationship, to doubt what I felt for her. Like that would ever happen.

The two of them had tried cornering me a couple of times, trying to make it look like we had been caught in a compromising situation, but that only proved to show me that the two of them had no idea how strong the bond that Bella and I shared was. Who cared what they thought?

I had had Mike Newton have a go at me a couple of times. He was always very forthright about how he didn't like that I was with Bella, that she could do better than me and frankly, it was what I had been hearing all bloody summer.

But it wouldn't have the repercussions here that it did over the summer. And here, I knew that nobody would take it seriously. I mean, who takes Mike Newton seriously?

Anyone?

You, maybe? No?

Didn't think so.

It was only when I was sat in History that I thought things could and most probably would get worse for Bella and I around school.

When Jacob walked in the door after the teacher announced some Student Transfer thing that they did each year with La Push High. He just had to be the one chosen, didn't he? Hadn't he done enough over the the summer months? Obviously in his mind he hadn't, because he looked at Bella with a look of sadness and pleading on his face, obviously wanting her to talk to and forgive him – something I knew Bella would never do. Not until he proved himself – and shooting death glares at me.

Get over it, Jacob!

She loves me, not you!

He was seated just across from Bella and I and she slid her hand onto my knee, squeezing gently every so often. At one point during the class, when the teachers back was turned, she dared to go a little higher, giggling as I stiffened in my seat.

"Bella!" I hissed quietly to her as she silently giggled, trying to hide her mouth behind her hand. I gave her a look that told her she would pay for that. She knew that she would as well. Funnily, enough, she didn't seem to care. She stuck her tongue out at me and I chuckled silently at her, finding it nearly impossible to concentrate now.

As soon as the bell for the end of class went, Bella and I stood up, had cleared away our things and were out of the classroom faster than anyone else around us. We both wanted away from Jacob Black. And we were going to do that as quickly as possible.

We made our way to lunch, Bella giggling and laughing at the predicament she had caused in History. It had taken me the last fifteen minutes of the class thinking of Emmett and various other things. However disturbing it was, it worked. I now didn't have to worry about standing up at the end of class.

"That was incredibly cruel, Isabella Marie Cullen." I growled in her ear as we stood in the line to get some food.

"You know, I'm glad that we don't do Biology anymore." She whispered, giggling at me.

"Why's that" I asked her, slightly confused as the line shifted forward slightly.

"Because then we'd be sat in a classroom with Carlisle right after lunch." She smirked at me and I shook my head, trying to get rid of the imagery that was being called up at her words.

I had forgotten that Carlisle had been asked to carry out some demonstrations for Biology today. The teachers were all gushing about either how great a doctor he was, and that we were lucky to have him in the town (that was from the male staff) or how dreamy he was with his blonde hair and blue eyes, looks that Rosalie and Jasper had inherited from him. Those thoughts and opinions came from the female members of staff and I tried to block those out as much as I could.

We each grabbed a sandwich, a fruit bag and a bottle of water. Neither of us were too keen on the cafeteria food. Bella found that anything other than the sandwiches and fruit made her feel nauseous and me? Well, I might be getting back into the throes of my recovery, but I still had my limits. I was not going to touch cafeteria food.

Ever.

By the time Jasper, Alice and Rose appeared, Bella and I had already finished our lunches. This was always the way though. We always got to the cafeteria first and ate first. It had quickly become routine.

"Bella?" I heard a gruff voice behind us and every one of us stiffened at the sound. None of us had been paying attention to the world outside of our table so we weren't prepared for a new arrival.

We all turned to look at who it was standing there, although we already knew who it was without looking.

"Leave me alone, Jacob." She muttered, practically a growl. I placed my hand on her knee and she looked at me, a small smile on her face as she looked up at me. She really didn't want to do this and I was worried about the stress it would put on her and our unborn children.

"Bells, I just want to talk to you." He said, not paying attention to what she had said. There was no hint of remorse in his voice, or sorrow or anything that would give away any indication that he was in fact sorry for all the pain he had inflicted over the summer or not.

"I believe she told you to leave her alone." I growled through gritted teeth, turning my head so that he could see how pissed off I was.

"And I believe that I was talking to her not you. So back off. She's not yours." He retaliated and I was surprised when Bella shot up out of her seat and turned to face him.

"Actually, Jacob, that's where you're wrong." She sneered, staring up and him, either not caring about or not noticing the difference in height. "You see these?" She held up her engagement and wedding band for him to see. "These indicate that I do, in fact, belong to Edward, just as he belongs to me. Nothing you say or do is going to change that. So you, Jacob Black, can back off and stay the hell away from me."

I stood up, gently placing my hands on her shoulders, feeling her relax into me slightly. "Ssh, calm down." I whispered in her ear, gently placing a kiss on the back of her neck. "Calm down. You can't let yourself get too worked up."

"I know." She sighed, closing her eyes and resting her head against my shoulder. "I know I have to be careful. They're fine. I think they're getting a little excited because mommy's getting worked up."

"That's why you have to keep calm." I told her and she nodded, smiling slightly.

"You're pregnant?" Jacob hissed through his teeth and the two of us looked back at him, remembering he was still there. "What the fuck?!"

"Not that it has anything to do with you, but yes, I am." Bella hissed back, seeming to be as aware as I was that the whole cafeteria was watching our little exchange. Well, I guess the cat's out of the bag now, huh?

Before I could register what was happening, all I knew was that there was a fist connecting with my face, a set of hands grabbing onto the front of my shirt and pulling me up before I had the chance to fall to the ground. There was a collective gasp from some of the people in the cafeteria, while Rose, Alice and Bella all screamed quietly at what was happening.

"You bastard." He growled, pushing me away from him slightly. I could feel a dull throbbing on the side of my face and I knew that it was going to come up with a nasty bruise later on today. I didn't care though. Who the hell did he think he was?

"What's the matter, Jacob?" I asked, cocking my head to the side slightly, not registering that there were people watching the entire commotion. "Don't like that you really have lost? Bella's not interested. Get over it."

"You really think I'm going to believe you?" He shoved me back and him being the size he was, I stumbled back slightly, away from him. What the hell was this guy on? There had to be something really wrong with him to still believe that Bella wanted him when she was married to me and pregnant with my children.

I was about to reply but was forced to stop as my breath caught in an all too familiar way. I felt that all too familiar pain in the left side of my chest flare, slowly spreading around to the back of my chest and down my left arm. My hearing and sight went fuzzy, fading in and out of coherency right in front of me as the strength left my limbs and I collapsed to the floor.

I heard muffled shouts of people calling my name and I vaguely registered someone kneeling down next to me, running gentle hands through my hair, sobbing.

This couldn't be happening. Not now. Not again. I couldn't be going through all this again. It was as if history was repeating itself, just with a few differences. I couldn't leave Bella. Not like this. Not while she was pregnant. With my children. Who needed their dad. I couldn't. But as realisation dawned on me, I knew that I didn't have a say in the matter.

I knew what was happening to me.

And I knew that this time, I wouldn't survive it.

Don't hate me.