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A/N- Capricorn75 has bullied me into posting the rest of it. Thanks.


I had no idea where to go. Jake was mad at me. I didn't know if Emmett and Rose knew. Alice wasn't talking to me and there was a high likelihood that I was on Carlisle and Esme's shitlist, too. That left only one choice.

I spent the night packing Jeannie and my things- what I could stick in my car. Around ten, I got in the car and took Jeannie and myself to La Push. I knocked on the door to Edward's cottage. To my surprise, Carlisle answered the door, beer in hand. He didn't smile when he saw me.

"Hello, Bella," Carlisle said. "Come on in."

"Is Edward here?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm here," Edward said, rushing through the doorway. "Hi."

"Hi," I said. He came over to Jeannie and me and hugged us. "Charlie wanted me to give up the name of the father. Since I wouldn't, he kicked me out."

"So, Bella, it's pretty obvious," Carlisle said as I set Jeannie down. "We all know it's Edward. You can quit covering for him."

"Edward, I'm sorry," I said, running my hand over his face.

"I wanted people to know," he said, kissing my hand. "We're in this together, now. I'll weather the storm with you, Bella."

"Bella, do you know how serious this is for our family back in Chicago?" Carlisle asked.

"I haven't told her anything," Edward said.

"What haven't you told me?" I asked.

"Edward, how could you impregnate somebody so close to our family and not tell her?" Carlisle asked. "There's always serious consequences for this kind of thing!"

"What's the matter?" I asked, scared. What had the Cullens been keeping from me?

"I'm ready to make an honest woman out of her," Edward said.

"Do you even know how long it takes to draw up a prenup, Edward?" Carlisle asked. "Especially out here?"

"What are you talking about?" I cried. "He hasn't even proposed, yet! I haven't even agreed to marry him, and you're already talking about prenups?"

"Carlisle, I need to speak with Bella alone," Edward said, taking my hand. He took me outside to the deck. All I could hear was the ocean surf. "Would you marry me right now if I asked you to?" Edward asked. His bottle-green eyes seared into mine.

"Why are you asking me?" I asked. "Because you love me?"

"Yes," he said. "I love you. And Jeannie. And I know we're both going to love this baby. I don't care if you don't love me."

"I do love you," I said. "I've been struggling with this, but… not any more. I want to move forward now."

"So, let's do this the right way," he said. He got down on one knee. "Isabella Marie Swan Newton, will you marry me?" Edward asked. I almost toppled over.

"Yes," I said.

"Good," he said. He stood up and hugged me. "We'll get the ring later. Right now, Carlisle probably wants to finish his lecture."

Inside, Carlisle was waiting.

"We're engaged," Edward said. "Officially."

"Well, Bella, that agreement being made, you might as well know our family secret," Carlisle said.

"What have I gotten myself into?" I muttered.

"Dr. Tony Cullen, Edward's father, is worth a lot," Carlisle explained. "Look around, Bella. This little 'cottage' cost a cool million. Before taxes. The interiors- all Belgian furniture, professionally decorated. Do you think that an ER intern doctor makes enough to pay for all this?" I was stumped. "Dr. Tony Cullen invented and patented a cardiac device that is used in every hospital in America. He's rich. Edward's worth a lot, regardless of if he continues to practice medicine. Edward making 'an honest woman' out of you isn't going to be as simple as the two of you going down to the county courthouse and signing a piece of paper. Edward has to protect the money he's set to inherit. That's a cool hundred million in sellable assets, not to mention the charitable companies he's set to inherit a chair on the board of and the money he's set to inherit from the adenonetrolizer monitor over the next fifty years. And that baby you're carrying? Easily worth fifty million in sizable assets. Bella, you hit the genetic jackpot." I didn't hear Carlisle's last sentence.

I blacked out.


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