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I had a VERY different version of Chapter 18 wrote out and I updated it and everything, but it didn't feel right. Some of the reviewers told me it was messed up as well, haha, so I wrote this one. The NORMAL one. I'm really sorry that I traumatized the people who read it. And I'm also sorry for any confusion.

Disclaimer: All characters in this story and the Twilight Saga itself belong to Stephenie Meyer. I do not own any songs in this story. I merely own the plot of the story.

Chapter 18: Baby News

"Tanya, we need to talk. Now," Edward said firmly to Tanya as she moved swiftly around their living room—I should probably say her living room since she kicked Edward out.

Since he got kicked out of his own house by Tanya, and that wonderful night in the barn, it's been about four weeks. These past weeks have been amazing, besides the part that Edward hasn't told Tanya about us yet. But, it isn't his fault—Tanya hasn't been around much, making up excusing every time Edward tells her "We need to talk."

It's what she's doing right now, but one difference is that I'm actually here. I believe she continues to do it on purpose; refusing to know the truth about her...cheating husband. I grimaced at the thought, because it sounds worse than it truly is.

"We can't talk now. It'll just have to wait some more; there's an emergency at the hospital, and it seems that I'm the only free doctor at the moment," she spoke hastily, grabbing her things as Edward replied angrily.

I just laid on the comfortable, leather couch as they argued. I didn't know what to do or what to say. After all, telling a woman that you had an affair with her husband isn't such a bright idea; especially when she's very capable of harming you.

"Well, what's the emergency then?" he inquired, pursing his lips.

By now, Tanya had her purse and coat, ready to open the front door, and Edward was standing next to her, his foot blocking her from exiting.

"A pregnant woman got pushed down a flight of stairs by her boyfriend. If I don't go now, she or the baby, or both, could very likely die. Now, I understand that Bella has another ultrasound today, but if these people die because of me, I could never forgive myself. I have to save this woman and her baby. You two can just go to the ultrasound together; you've done it before, so you can do it again."

Tanya crushed Edward's foot—the one that was in front of the door—with the heel of her shoe. I gasped and began to get off the couch as he clutched his foot in pain.

Tanya just strolled out of the front door, and yelled, "Lock the door before you leave!"

I knew that Tanya could be cruel sometimes, but I've never seen her physically hurt Edward before.

I guess there really is a first time for everything. I just hope there isn't a second time for this.

Walking over to Edward, I heard him practically growl something along the lines of, "...can't believe I ever married that harsh woman..."

Feeling guilty, I bit my lip as tiny tears started to prick at the corners of my eyes. It was my fault that his feelings for Tanya had changed, and it was my fault that a couple that used to be so happy together were falling apart. I mean, yeah, I was getting what I wanted, but it's not always about me.

I sucked up my problems, and trudged over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind.

"I'm sorry..." I whispered into his warm back. Luckily, he didn't hear me, so I didn't have to listen to his complaining. Even if I did listen to his complaining all the time, I'd still love him the same.

He turned around in my arms slowly, and, looking down at me, he just smiled beautifully.

"We gotta get going or we're going to be late for the ultrasound appointment. We'll go there, and then if you want, we can go out to dinner. I know this quiet place down the street from the doctor's office that would be a wonderful place to eat at," he said, playing with the ends of my strawberry-smelling, brown hair.

"Okay. Let's go."

I clasped his left hand in my right one, and was about to open the door when I felt nothing on his ring finger. I looked down at his hand, confused.

"You aren't wearing your wedding ring..." I claimed, gawking at his finger. I thought this was some sort of trick he was playing on me; he never took off that ring.

"Yeah, and I'm not going to anymore...unless it's one from you," he announced proudly.

I reddened and giggled like a foolish woman falling in love all over again. That's exactly what I was; a young woman falling for the man that she'd never get over, and never wanted to get over.

"Stop flirting, and come on," I laughed, dragging a snickering Edward out the front door—which I didn't forget to lock—and into his stupid, shiny Volvo.

Thirty Minutes Later....

Here I was again, for the second time since I became pregnant in April; on this same bed; in this hospital; with the same Dr. Clearwater hovering over me.

I had my first ultrasound when I was six weeks—two months, and my first trimester. Time had gone by so fast; it seemed like just yesterday I was just a normal girl loving the married guy of her dreams. But, now that I'm on month 4, I guess that gives me just five more months to go, and Edward and I's baby is born.

My deep contemplation was suspended when Dr. Clearwater began asking questions.

"Do you want to know the sex of the baby?" she interrogated us, looking back at us from the screen. She had the freezing jell on my belly, and probe on my little bump.

I was laying on the unchanged hospital bed, with Edward by my side, holding my hand still.

We glanced at each other, surveying one another's face, and then looked back at Sue.

Edward let me speak first, "Yeah, we do, if that's okay."

"Of course it's okay. It's your baby, so you two deserve to know," she said, nodding toward the screen.

Edward's thumb started to stroke my knuckles, and I peered at him from the corner of my eye.

He was crying. Edward Anthony Cullen was actually crying. Crying as in tears were forming in his green eyes, spilling out and over his dark eyelashes.

I'd only ever seen him cry about three times. Two of which occurred when we were both ten years old, and got into a huge fight. The other happened when his grandparents died in a car accident.

This was a somewhat new side of Edward that I was seeing, and I kind of liked it. It showed that he actually cared about this—our child—unlike certain people.

I reached my hand over to him, and brushed off the tears rolling down his face with my thumb.

"I hope those are happy tears," I whispered to him. He smiled crookedly. I bit my lip as he agreed with my statement with a quick nod and a kiss on the back of my hand.

He turned his head back to Sue first when she began talking. I wasn't quite sure what she was babbling about, because I was still paying attention to the charming Adonis that is and always will be Edward Cullen.

But, when I did turn back to Sue, I was certain that she knew what was going on between Edward and I. She raised her slim, black eyebrow at me slowly, smiling as I blushed furiously.

Turning back to the screen, Sue started to point out the parts of the baby.

"...These are the legs, and from what I can see in between the legs....your baby is a girl!" she turned back to us, smiling widely, "Congratulations."

Okay, so I am so freaking sorry! I'm such a dorkish retard! Tears and writing do not mix well together.

Anyway, this is the REAL Chapter 18. I'm sorry for any confusion and once more about the...rough draft of Chapter 18, I guess you could call it.

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---J