A/N: This is Edward's POV. Enjoy.
Bella. Is. Pregnant.
Bella's pregnant.
Oh my, Bella's pregnant which means I'm going to be a dad. How did that happen? I mean, I know how it happened, but she's really pregnant. I am overwhelmed with joy and excitement. Glancing down at Bella I see first the confusion in her eyes then the realization that she finally is with child.
"Edward. Can you believe it?" She is crying, and smiling, and laughing, and in so much pain from her injuries.
But, she is happy.
I'm holding her hand and I just want her close to me. So I bring her hand to my lips and place kiss after tender kiss on her knuckles. Screw this. I begin to climb onto the hospital bed with her.
"Edward, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like?" Scooping her up in my arms we cuddle with her back to my chest. My arm wraps around her waist.
She's rubbing my arm as she says, "I still can't believe it. We've been asking for this for so long, and it finally happened."
The doctor left a few minutes ago and they want to discharge Bella later today. But since it is breaking dawn, and neither of us have slept, I encourage her to rest. I tell her I will be back, but want to encourage our friends to go home and get some sleep, too.
"They're here?" she asks.
"Yeah, they were with me when I got the call from the police alerting me you'd be here."
"I can't imagine what you must have been going through all that time. I'm glad they were with you... when I wasn't."
"Sshhh, my love. We have time to talk about that. Right now, you need to sleep." As I begin to walk towards the door, I think about the pregnancy test. I knew she would want to tell her friends, but since they already heard about the home test, I assumed they would want and expect confirmation. I turn to face her. "Bella, our friends know about the test that was left on our bathroom counter."
She nods as if processing the news. "I never looked at the results." She stares down at her hands, contemplating what to say next. When she looks back to me, I see at first sadness, perhaps because our night was ruined, but then relief. "I took the test because it felt like the right thing to do at the time. But I didn't want to know what it said until I was with you. That's what we did all those times before, and I didn't want to see it without you. I am sorry it turned out so much more diff... differently." She tries to contain the tears by blinking fast, but they slide down her cheek anyway.
I rush back to her side. Crawling back on the bed with her, I stay by her side as she lets out so many emotions. Anger, sadness, happiness, frustrations. All of it. And boy did she let it out—she certainly doesn't hold back. As Bella begins to take control of her emotions, she looks up at me. She closes her eyes as I lean in to kiss her forehead.
My hands hold hers as we search each others eyes. I can only hope she will be OK. Not knowing what trauma took place, other than what has already been shared with me, is tearing at my heart. After a few moments of silence, she looks at me and nods. I just looked at her, waiting for her to share what plagues her mind.
"You can tell them the news. The official news." Then she smiles as much as she can. "Please tell my friends that we are going to be OK, and will be parents in the coming months."
"Are we? I mean, are you going to be OK?" The words just tumble out of my mouth. Valid questions, though. I want us to be OK, but how could I be so sure? How could I know what actually happened? Was she ready to talk about it? Did I want to know?
"I will be. Edward, I will be. Not today. Not tomorrow. But I will, and we will, be OK." She squeezes my hands. "That man may have left a scar in my mind but he didn't rip my heart. I will heal. And he certainly didn't go as far as he could have. Yes. I am certain we will be OK."
"He didn't..." I continue to ask questions, the question, the one I worried about the most. I hope I can handle the answer. It causes me not to finish the question. But she knew.
"No Edward. He didn't rape me. He never got the opportunity and I am truly thankful." Me too! The relief I feel knowing Bella wasn't attacked further is astronomical. I let out a huge sigh. "I know the feeling," she says in response. She shifts slightly, and moves on to a more positive topic. "Now, the happy news. Be elated when you share it with them. I know our friends want to know I am OK and about the results."
"Are you sure? Because I know that is something you would want them to hear directly from you."
"I'm sure. We aren't finding out in the conventional way, so telling them shouldn't be anything less. It's OK. What matters is that you are here with me, that I am alive, and that I am pregnant." As she ends her sentence, she rubs her belly.
A few minutes later, I'm walking down the hallway towards the waiting room filled with friends and family. My step a little lighter and my heart a little fuller. My wife is going to be alright. And I'm going to be a dad.
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