BPOV:

I was finally cleared to go home and I was thankful. My father and Edward were at each others throats. I knew I could end it all if I just spoke up. It was easier for me to have them arguing with each other than focusing on me. Edward was always badgering me about telling Charlie about Jacob Black. Why even tell? He would just deny it and I would look like a fool in front of everyone when I took the stand. I would be considered promiscuous. Really? Well, I wasn't sure. But two guys in such a short period of time I probably could be labeled as such. If they ever asked me on the stand if I had slept with him prior to the incident, which I knew they would, I would be screwed.

Granted, that gives him no right, but it would create that seed of doubt needed along with absolutely no proof, and the case would be dismissed. I would look like a slut because I'm starting to show and had no idea which one of them was the father. I didn't believe in lying on the stand so I would tell them I wasn't sure. He would win and I would be the skank who cried rape. No, I should just move on.

"Technically, you are a slut." I sighed heavily. Edward walked in just in time to hear me. Well, actually he probably heard me rambling about my life down the hall way. Darn vampire ears. He didn't say anything, just put a small bag of things on my little hospital table in front of me. His look was stern. I scooted up more on the bed and peeked inside. I looked at him confused as to why he had these things. Well, here anyway.

"They are all of the gifts you have given me." I still didn't understand. Was he leaving me?

"Edward, don't do this. NO...not now…really? Now?!" I was starting to get a bit irate.

"Calm down, Bella." He rolled his eyes at me. "I am giving you back all of your gifts until I deserve them. I don't now."

"But you do…"

He shook his head. "I caused all of this."

"Come on, you didn't know that..well I didn't either but..who knew he would..well, do that." I couldn't say the R word out loud.

"I cheated on you and that set the ball rolling quickly down hill. I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am. I don't know why or even how I could do such a thing…" I took the bag and threw it towards the trash. Edward was there to catch it before it ever landed. I smiled at him.

"You care about it, so keep it." He sheepishly grinned, which he often did when embarrassed and placed it next to his chair. "Let's start new Edward, ok?" I held out my hand and he reluctantly shook it eyeing my stomach.

"And if it's Jacob's?" Concern laced his voice.

"Then it's just Jacob's." I knew he hated my answer but it was the only one I could give him. I didn't think he would leave me but I didn't want to burden him either. I thought heavily about what Carlisle told me. An amniocentesis might be the solution to all of this.

"Where's Carlisle?"

"Making his rounds. You need him? Are you hurting?" The panic set in before I could explain. He was gone and returning with Carlisle in a few minutes, bursting in my room with the frantic vamp doc by his side.

"Bella. Let's have a look." I shook my head slightly frustrated by his exuberance.

"I just wanted to see if you could do the amnio before I leave..."

"Sure." He smiled reassuringly. "But there are risks as you know. Are you willing to sign a waver? You must waive us of any liability. The hospital that is."

"Whatever it takes." I nodded.

I lay back and watched the screen; squinting my eyes at what I was seeing. It was weird. I couldn't see my baby at all. I frowned. Ok, I knew that but trying to listen to my baby's heart beat was hard too. It was like it was beyond muffled. I looked at Carlisle who kept his face plain, but Edward wasn't as convincing.

"Alright, Bella, just relax and I am going to insert the needle now. I can't really see where I'm going so I hope and pray that I don't knick the baby." At that Edward hissed and Carlisle looked at him reassuringly.

"Edward, you're not the one becoming a pincushion so just chill out. You're freaking me." I snapped.

His lopsided smile told me he was as calm as he ever was going to be. His intense gaze was driving me wild. He watched me, then the screen, then me again. He was upset about this situation but I could tell he was coming around. I smiled at him. He was going to be a good father. My face fell when the baby started kicking up a storm.

"Ouch." I groaned.

Edward was by me in a flash, holding my hand.

"The baby's moving like mad." He said astonished, placing his other hand on my stomach to calm me.

"Can you hear anything Edward? I mean the baby's thoughts." Carlisle asked. "By the looks of it she's measuring about eight months."

"Eight months?! She barely looks four." My mouth fell open but I quickly closed it. "And no," he sighed. "They are just like Bella's, nonexistent to me."

"I'm sorry." I apologized though I knew that I didn't have to. I didn't do anything.

"Alright, I obtained a sample. We'll know in a few days Bella. I'll make this high priority." I nodded and looked at Edward. His face was stone. He was hiding his emotions from me and he snatched his head away from my stomach.

"Can I speak with you for a moment?" The tone of his question was slightly harsh but Carlisle let it go and patted my hand and retreated with Mr. Brooding and Annoying.

"You can get dressed Bella. Your friends are waiting to see you." I whipped back the covers. This crap was getting too weird from me. When was I ever going to wake up from this apparent Twilight Zone episode!

I lay there waiting for Edward; he was having a very lengthy conversation. I wanted to be nosey and track them down and snoop but I wasn't good at those things. Undoubtedly, I would get caught and get bopped in the head by the swinging door. I started to always expect the unexpected when it came to me. I was so dangerous to my health. Present situation definitely included.

"Bella." My breath caught. I knew that voice.

I whipped around and I stared into his evil angered eyes. My best friend, no, ex best friend Jacob stood there and I couldn't for the life of me figure out why. He had to have heard about the incident at my school. Forks was small and every one talked. Especially Jessica Stanley, the queen of gossip. Was he truly concerned? Even if he was, it didn't matter.

"Get the hell out of here." I raised my voice slightly.

"Shut up." He bossed, but somewhat quietly.

"Get the hell out of here!" I screamed getting out of bed and trying to push him backwards. Before I realized what happened I was falling into his arms. I tried to fight the darkness but I couldn't. What the hell. My temple felt hot and the pain was thumping away. I could hear my heart beat and then I heard…

There was a small roaring and I coughed. There was smoke. I panicked as I fought to regain consciousness, the room swirling around me once I opened my eyes. I deep breathed and focused and the many shapes became one. I sat up slowly eyeing Jacob by the far wall, warily. We were in some kind of cabin and he was throwing sticks into the crackling fire. I looked around for a weapon and eyed a cast iron pot on the stove. I quietly slipped out of the bed and towards it.

"I would be there before you could even get it Bella. So go back to bed. You need your rest."

My eyes flickered back to it and I slumped my shoulders, he was right, but I had to try. His hand came out and stopped me right as I almost touched the handle. He began walking me backwards toward the bed and I fought him. Writhing as much as I could to break free, but this different Jacob was strong and hard, always like stone.

One hand held my wrist and the other held my throat. I tried to push up against his chest but he wouldn't budge. I stared into his defiantly. Not this way, not again. He smirked as if he could tell that I read his mind. The baby began kicking me again. He didn't want this either. I lost all will when Jacob was on top of me on the bed. His hand squeezed my throat painfully and he let go of my wrist.

"I didn't rape you Bella; I need you to tell everyone the truth." He said nibbling the side of my neck.

"I can't Jake." I panicked. "I don't want this and here you are again choosing for me." He lifted up to yank off my jeans. I closed my eyes. Come on, Edward. Find me! I whimpered when he removed my bikini cuts. I didn't want to go through this one more time and I smacked him, stinging the hell out of my hand.

He didn't react but his eyes closed and he was holding my legs open and I could feel him just about to push inside of me and I lost the fight. I closed my eyes too. I was disgraced and saddened that I couldn't fight him.

"Oh ..oh my God!" My eyes opened at his words and he scrambled to get off of me. At the same moment I realized why he was freaking out. A sharp pain nearly doubled me over. The sheets were wet and I began to shake. The baby was coming.

"You have to take me back…or let me call Edward…I need help." I sounded as if I were a prepubescent teen. My voice was high and squeaky.

"Hell no. I can't take you back to the Rez either, Bella. I'm just going to have to help you do this."

"Jake," I begged. "Please, please, don't. I can't have my baby out here. It's..it's not normal!"

"Well, I know you had your heart set on the hospital but-"

I rolled me eyes and pointed angrily towards my stomach. "No, stupid. It..it isn't normal. Hello. I should be two months and I'm about to deliver. Think!" A sharp pain hit me again and I instinctively breathed through it.

In his eyes flickered knowledge and he cursed under his breath. He put a pot of water on the stove heating it, like they did in the movies and ran around grabbing towels and blankets. The sharpness of my contractions were getting alarmingly close together and so fast that I could barely do anything but scream.

The table next to the bed had everything on it. I could see some of the items: towels, water, scissors. I blanched at the some what rusted scissors. Blankets had been placed under me.

"How..how long has it been?"

"Thirty-seven minutes and counting."

"Oh, so much pressure." My head hit the pillow as I moaned, being taken over with another stronger than the last.

"I'm not a doctor or anything, but in the movies, that means you might have to push."

Another pain came harder than the latter.

"Help me…please help me." My cheeks were hot and flushed and the sweat was pouring from my brow. This was the only time that I wished he would touch me.

EPOV:

I had been searching for Bella for hours now and I couldn't smell her any where. I hated that I couldn't read her mind. She wasn't answering her phone or listening to her voicemails. I had filled her box and I could no longer leave any voicemails. I knew what had taken her but where had they taken her? I had lost their scent at the river. One of the Quilete's had stolen her. Was it for possible vengeance for killing one of their runts?

I crossed the invisible line onto their land. If it's a war they want then it will be a war that they get. No one takes what I love. I even slightly wanted the baby, which I wasn't ready for, but it was possibly my child and I wouldn't want my blood of Bella's flesh to be harmed. And Jacob had fucking done enough.

I was attacked before I got close enough and I crouched and sprang, back flipping and kicking one of the wolves into a tree. I heard him howl in pain and then charge me again. Persistent bastards they were. I grabbed him by the neck and hurled him into his friend, Seth. I was very fortunate to be able to read minds, because this was a cake walk.

Even if I hadn't been able to I would have fought like mad to get to her. They were wondering what purpose I had here and why I was even bothering them. I was caught off guard by the fact Jacob was disowned from the tribe. Quil knocked me ten feet and I shook it off and stood. Running up on him I jumped up, hovering over him a second before I landed on his back.

He tried to shake me off and I lifted my hand to plunge it into him but I snapped my head up. They stopped fighting me and after reading their minds cautiously hopped down. I backed away, still in a strained stance incase it was a trick.

"Come, Edward." The leader of the pack motioned towards me and the rest of them backed away. I followed down the cleared line towards him. He better have the answers I seek or I will end his life in one punch. And unlike Jacob, I would make sure he didn't get up.

BPOV:

I held my baby and I just stared at her. She was so perfect and tiny. I counted her fingers and her toes and she snuggled into me. Her eyes were wide open and they were the prettiest chocolate brown. Depthless and drawing. I smiled at her and ran a hand over her wild hair. Just like her father's and the same color as well.

I just knew when I saw her that she wasn't Jacob's. The joy that brought me sent warmth spreading across my body. She was perfect and everything I had hoped, no matter how fast and unexpected the hole thing was. I leaned over to kiss her.

"No.." Jacob growled snatching her out of my arms. "Don't touch her."

She began to cry holding out her tiny fragile hands until he wrapped her up in a blanket and placed her near the fire. I watched him sniff her. How odd. His face scrunched in disgust and he reared back. His body trembled.

"She's not mine…" His dumbfounded expression told me he had made his mind up that she had been from the beginning.

I wanted to say something but all I could think of was getting her back in my arms. I had to protect her from raving lunatic formerly known as my friend. I tried to speak but I couldn't. I just held my arms out for her. He would give her to me, he would.

A half human growl vibrated the room and I watched him change. Change? I blinked, unsure of what I was seeing. He was now a hairy beast. I sat there in shock, as it..Jacob..crouched low in the room. He bared his teeth, snapping at me and bent low grabbing the baby.

"Wait!" I leapt out of bed despite the pain and took hold of a fistful of his hair..fur. His eyes panned to me as I made a tug to free her. With nothing else said between us he shook me off and bounded through the door. The splinters shooting ever which way and I blocked my face. I ran after them in the dust and blindness until I could no longer see them, and even still I ran. I wasn't going to stop until I had her back. The fatigue from birth had weakened me some and I faltered, scraping my hands against a tree stump. I pushed off and trekked on. I couldn't let him get away.