Emily's pov

To say I am ecstatic would be an understatement. I am having Sam's baby! A little mini Sam is growing inside of me! He put his hand over my baby bump and smiled.

"You're pregnant Bell- Emily?" Awwww! Bell is Italian for beautiful!

Sam's pov

The next day...

I left the pack meeting, claiming to need to check up on Emily. I snuck round to Bella's apartment and let myself in.

"What you doing B?" I asked walking into the kitchen, it smelt delicious, but she smelt better. I closed my eyes inhaling her sent, it was like smoking. It calmed me, or drugs, I needed my fix daily. Like I had for the past 6 months.

"Making your dinner, go and sit down." She commanded me. I walked into the living room to see a red checker table cloth on the coffee table and candles around the room, it was almost dark in here the only source of light the glowing fire (and the candles) shame I had bad news to give her...

Bella's pov

"Dinner is ready!" I announced, bringing two plates of roast dinner into the living room. I put them on the coffee table and snuggled up next to Sam.

"Bella we need to talk." He rushed out. It was like a wet whip to my back, the icy cool tone he used.

"W-What? P-Plea-ase don't l-leave m-me!" I begged; I felt the remnants of my heart breaking once again, they always said third time lucky... What was wrong with me? Every man I meet rejects me! First my father, then Edward (even if he came back to break my heart again), then Jake and now Sam!

"What did I do?" I cried.

"Shh, Shh! Bella dear, I'm not leaving, I'm going on... holiday!"

"Oh, how long?" I had a feeling he would say forever but...

"9 months" he answered.

"Holiday? 9 months? What is really going on?"

"A holiday to visit my sick Aunt in Canada." Now I felt guilty, but the story didn't sound right...

"Okay, it seems a little long to be up there though." I accepted meekly, feeling exhausted.

"So, I'll see you in 9 months!" He told me getting up.

"Your leaving now?"

"Yeah, sorry."

"It's okay, go."

I ran to my room and wept, once again I was alone. It was devastating!

2 months later

I woke up alone, and went into the kitchen, alone. I watched TV, alone. I ate brownies, alone.

There seems to be a theme here, but I can't quite put my finger on it...

Every day was much the same until I didn't notice them passing; it was just one infinite moment of isolation. Each and every solitary day (literally solitary) I did the same thing, I survived. That was all I could ever do, survive. Never live or prosper, just survive and wait for rescue. Only rescue wasn't coming...

Sam's pov (Just after he left Bella)

"Hey Emily!" I greeted as we both got into my car.

"Hi Sammy boy!" I leaned over and kissed her, and not just a peck, a real kiss.

"Hey hot stuff, we best be getting to our first baby appointment!"

"Hell yeah!"

Bella's pov

I wandered how his Aunt was, I hoped she was well.

The longer Sam was away, the stronger I got. Like, Sam called and said he was going to be away a few months longer and I laughed and said 'good for you.' And hung up.

And of course I felt like a terrible person afterwards, so I cried myself to sleep...

I felt a new sort of happiness; I was my own person now. No-one could tell me what to do, how to live my life or what I should eat. Sam started to look more and more like Edward in my mind, he was so... Controlling! And I had a feeling he was a bit of a liar, but what would he lie about?

Sam's pov

"Oh my goodness! The baby just moved! Put your hand on my bump!" Emily screeched. I was missing the scent now, whose was it? Oh, Bella, right. I just pretended Emily was Bella...

I placed my hand on Emily's swollen stomach.

"It is moving!" I smiled.

Bella's pov

Not to be mean or anything, but if his Aunt is that sick, she'll be dead in 9 months!

He hasn't called in 6 months, and I couldn't care less! I decided I had moped around enough, and I should just get up and go out. I threw on a summer dress and some black wedge's (heels) and grabbed my purse; I figured going to a coffee shop would do nicely.

I put my hand on the door knob, and pulled open the door. I wave of relief that I was getting out came over me; I was genuinely excited for the first time in a whole year! Last time I was this excited there was the dream of me and Jake, together forever...

I took a few cautious steps towards the elevator, but then hurriedly leapt in pressing the button for ground floor...

Emily's pov

6 month's pregnant! OH MY DAY'S! In just 3 month's I'll be hold my little Sampson in my arms! It's surreal!

Sam's been a bit grumpy lately...